[69 Book Bar-www.] : You have to grab it even if you grab it.

"Old man Hu, Old man Hu, haha, this trip is worth it, this trip is worth it!" In front of a dilapidated bungalow, an old man in his seventies and eighties laughed and pushed open the half-covered paint-removing door and stride forward.

"Cough...hehe..., I said who it is. It turns out that Lao Hua, how is it? It seems that he has gained a good harvest. Tell me, how is this trip worth it?" A slightly weak and old voice came from the side of the bungalow.

"Haha, don't worry, don't worry, by the way, how is your health, you can't die!" The old man stepped into the bungalow hurriedly put down the bag in his hand, but he didn't put down a rolled ink painting. Then, he lifted the worn-out, black curtain and walked in.

If Lin Feng could have recognized the two old men standing on the bed in this small bungalow with only a few worn tables and chairs, a bed, and a black quilt.

Yes, the old man lying on the bed, with a pale face and coughing endlessly was the old man he was looking for today. And the old man standing by the bed with a pair of ink paintings in his hand was the old man he knew to paint in Kowloon Square.

"Cough... cough cough, die... don't worry, you can't die. By the way, you'd better say that this trip is worthy of your pleasure. Remember, keep it aside, otherwise, don't blame your old friends for blaming people directly." The Erhu old man lying on the bed, I don't know if he was impatient or intentional. Anyway, if you don't say it, you just leave and don't delay my sleep.

"Oh, you can't change this old habit of being impatient. Come on, let you appreciate the same good art." Hua Jifeng said, and couldn't wait to hurriedly open the ink painting in his hand like a treasure.

"How about it, give me an evaluation." After a long time, Hua Jifeng still couldn't see the old man Erhu talking, and finally urged a little impatiently.

"Well..., this painting was not made by you, how do you say it? The lines of the brush and ink should be a few grades worse than you. However, I think the highlight of this painting is that the fish and the swaying lotus leaves are like suddenly these things come alive."

"It seems that this painting has a soul, a living soul. Old Man Hua, see if I am talking about it or not. This painting should reach the state of seeing mountains are not mountains and water is not water! In this way, the artistic conception of this painting is indeed one level higher than that of your old man Hua."

"Oh, yes, it's really better than me. Now, I'm just thinking about seeing mountains are not mountains, and seeing water is not water. I don't expect that that person has reached such an extraordinary state at a young age. I really want to see where he will stand in the future."

The Erhu old man lying on the bed rarely saw his old friend showing such a frustrated but expectant look.

So, he said again: "You old man Hua, there are mountains outside the mountain, and there are people outside the people, and there are many people who are stronger than you, and there are many people who are stronger than the master of this painting. What are you worth frustrating? You are still unable to see it openly and are troubled by the worldly interests. Otherwise, with your qualifications, why is this... Forget it, by the way, haven't you told me who the master of the painting is?"

"Yes, it's disturbed by the vulgarity, but now..., alas, let it be natural! But as for the painter, haha, Brother Hu, you might as well guess." Hua Jifeng quickly concealed the helplessness in his heart and asked with a smile.

However, the old man Erhu didn't give him any face and closed his eyes and snores then rang.

"You, you, forget it, don't guess it, is it necessary? It's true. Let me tell you, this painter was done by you and me who kept praising me for ages. How could you not have imagined it?" As soon as Hua Jifeng saw the old man Erhu's attitude, he could still show his compassion, so he could only tell the truth.

His eyes were closed tightly, and as soon as Hua Jifeng finished speaking, he opened his quilt, quickly got up, pulled Hua Jifeng's sleeve, and asked questioningly: "Really, is it true?"

"Of course, Lao Hu, do I need to lie to you?" Although Hua Jifeng didn't know why his old friend was so excited, he still affirmed the answer.

"Really, it's true. Oh, yes, with such painting skills, why bother to go far and learn the Erhu with me? It's because I'm crazy about it, I'm delusional!" After getting a certain answer again, the Erhu man murmured in dismay.

Seeing his old friend suddenly like this, Hua Jifeng, who has been friends for life, doesn’t know what the reason is. But what can he do now? He knows his friend’s bad temper. Unless he figures out, what’s the use of persuasion?

The silence and depression atmosphere rose in the small bungalow, and the two old men looked at each other without saying a word. Lin Feng, the guy who caused all this, now wanted to die.

I was fooled, it was really fooled. This was not to pay money, it was simply to die. That damn big-eyed girl must have no good intentions. What is the surgery fee, medical fee, and hospitalization fee on the 7th floor of Building 5, 6, and 7 of the Medical Department? It’s all fucking!

Lin Feng was now sweating and was sitting on the stairs panting, feeling full of complaints in his heart, and cursing the beautiful nurse with big eyes thousands of times.

However, if Lin Feng was asked to face the school shooting that was already in chaos, he would probably have no regrets even if he had to climb a few more buildings.

Yes, the current Yunyi Middle School is filled with haze from the principal to the students' hearts. Especially the scenes seen in the camphor forest all make these teachers and students amazed and frightened.

There were shootings, bullet shells, traces of fierce fighting, bloody marks, and even more unacceptable facts, that is, the camphor tree with a size of a vegetable bowl was actually broken by something in the waist. How could this be possible?

Is it a non-natural phenomenon, aliens fight Earthlings? No matter what, calling the police is the only option, followed by it is to check the number of students to see if there are any missing persons.

As a result, it goes without saying that after nearly two hours of investigation, Lin Feng and Fat Wah were arrested without surprise.

Of course, Lin Feng didn't know about these things. Now, it was more realistic than anything else to pay the money, find a place to eat a bowl of instant noodles, and then lie down for a while.

And in the dilapidated bungalow, the silent atmosphere was finally broken by the sigh of the old man Erhu.

"Well, it's all fate, fate! Old Man Hua, what are you going to do next?" Erhu said helplessly.

"Haha, I figured it out, that's it, just go with the flow. As for what to do, it's simple. Don't I have a special recruitment authority in my hand? I used this as bait to trick this kid into school. By then, that kid can still escape." Hua Jifeng said confidently.

"Well, maybe it's OK, but you, Old Man Hua, are indeed a little bit dark. Haha, with my understanding of him, that kid is definitely a donkey-tempered person. If you don't fight, you have to follow him." The old man Erhu nodded and said with a smile.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to know that friend who forgot his age is quite familiar with that kid is just a donkey." Hua Jifeng said in agreement when he thought of the scenes that happened in Kowloon Square.
Chapter completed!