Afterwards, Ye Qingyang was taken to the police station to record the incident, and then returned to the villa without incident.
Xu Changping and the people from Tengfei Martial Arts Hall thanked him again and again, but they were still sent away by Ye Qingyang.
After all, it's late at night and I need to get some beauty sleep.
When I woke up, it was already bright.
Lin Junyao was in a particularly good mood today and planned to take a day off, so she also gave Ye Qingyang a day off.
Ye Qingyang was thinking of taking advantage of this holiday to make an appointment with Mr. Yun and come to see the fragment of the Ye family's treasure.
But before he could make an appointment with Mr. Yun, a strange phone call came first.
"Who is it?" Ye Qingyang answered the phone.
"Giggle, do you hear my voice?" the other end said with a sweet smile.
"Sister Ji Wen!" Ye Qingyang recognized it immediately and asked, "What's the matter with calling me?"
"Of course something happened!" Ji Wen said: "You saved me last time, but I didn't thank you properly. Today I'll treat you to a sand painting show and treat you to a meal by the way. You have to reward me!"
Ye Qingyang smiled slyly: "Okay, tell me the address and I will find you!"
After all, he could make a date with Mr. Yun anytime, but Ji Wen must have some purpose for making a date with him. In contrast, Ye Qingyang wanted to dig deeper into Ji Wen's conspiracy.
"Brother Qingyang, why are you embarrassed to ask you to come by yourself? Just tell me your address and I will pick you up!" Ji Wen said.
"That's fine!" Ye Qingyang told Ji Wen the address.
Soon, a black Hummer arrived in front of the villa.
Ye Qingyang didn't even change his clothes, he just got in the car wearing baggy pajamas!
Lin Junyao, who was standing on the fourth floor balcony, was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "Ye Qingyang, you bastard, I said I would give you a day off, but a woman picked you up and left. You are really not idle even for a moment!"
…
Soon, Ji Wen drove Ye Qingyang to Qingzhou Art Museum.
Today, a cross-international sand painting performance will be held here, and at the same time, it will also bring together a group of top sand painting enthusiasts in Qingzhou City.
I heard that they all came here for two people, one is the island country’s art master, Okamoto Kumamaru, and the other is the most influential sand painting goddess in the sand painting circle in Jiangnan Province, Ji Wen.
I heard that all men who have seen Ji Wen make sand paintings are fascinated by her.
Her slender hands are simply perfect works created by God himself. When her fingers fiddle with the drawing board like an elf, transforming the pile of cold sand into various shocking pictures, everyone will be fascinated by this talented woman's conception and creation.
I am deeply fascinated by talent.
When the sand painting comes to an end, Ji Wen's seductive face will once again make everyone's hearts swell.
Therefore, the reputation of the goddess of sand painting is not in vain.
Ji Wen asked Ye Qingyang: "Brother Qingyang, have you ever heard of sand painting?"
"Oh, I know something!" Ye Qingyang said: "Isn't it just painting with sand?"
"Oh, haha, you are right to say that!" Ji Wen's charming eyes showed a proud smile.
My dear, you will be conquered by my outstanding grace in a short while.
However, what Ji Wen didn't know was that Ye Qingyang's painting and calligraphy skills were top-notch.
In the deep mountains, he abandoned all secular concepts and integrated music, chess, calligraphy and painting with nature, which is breathtaking.
And Ye Qingyang had a senior sister who specialized in refining medicine. She came down from the mountain five years ago and fell in love with sand painting. She brought her to the mountain to teach Ye Qingyang. When she had nothing to do, she would consult with Ye Qingyang.
With the basic skills of painting, coupled with Ye Qingyang's astonishing talent, he was able to master sand painting easily, and soon surpassed his senior sister to an astonishing level.
Even the old master Deng would light an oil lamp and let Ye Qingyang draw a few pictures for him to entertain himself when he got drunk occasionally.
Ye Qingyang did not expect that such a small type of art would meet an expert today.
However, he didn't have much expectations for Ji Wen.
Because, for people like this who live in big cities and are full of fame and wealth, no matter how clever they are, they can only draw some excellent works that are pleasing to the eye. But if they want to rise to the unity of form and spirit and shake the world,
The moon is absolutely unattainable.
Because they do not have the magnificent feelings of nature in their hearts.
Soon, Ji Wen brought Ye Qingyang to the venue and sat down.
Suddenly, the audience in the ordinary venue became excited and whistled in this direction.
Ji Wen responded with a smile, which made all the losers drool.
Ji Wen is the special guest of this event. Her presence has brought a lot of traffic and popularity.
There was also a middle-aged man sitting at the table, wearing a suit and leather shoes, wearing glasses, talking and laughing, and his behavior always had a sense of vulgarity.
He reached out towards Ji Wen, narrowed his eyes and said with a lewd smile: "Hello, I'm Okamoto Kumamaru!"
I can speak Mandarin quite well.
However, he ignored Ye Qingyang because he only saw beautiful women.
At this time, the sand painting performance began, and some sand painting performers from Qingzhou City came on stage to show their superb skills.
Okamoto Kumamaru also brought several sand painting performers to perform on stage, and their skills were astonishing. They were obviously stronger than the local performers in Qingzhou.
People always want to save face, and this sand painting performance held in Qingzhou City is not for foreigners to shine.
Now, being suppressed by the opponent, the sand painting performers at the venue couldn't help but choke and feel very uncomfortable.
At this time, with everyone's eyes looking forward to it, Ji Wen walked onto the stage.
"Since our friends from the island countries have shown their special skills, we naturally can't be stingy. Let me represent Qingzhou City and put on a sand painting performance!"
Ji Wen smiled slightly, and was full of charm. She wore a long red dress that was as delicate as a bright rose.
"Ji Wen, my goddess!"
"Goddess, show off the power of our country and kill them!"
…
The audience has long expected Ji Wen to turn the tide at this time.
Ji Wen came to the drawing board, gently pressed a jade hand on the sand board, and the slender and beautiful handprints appeared on the large projection screen.
Just this action caused the whole place to roar again.
Ji Wen glanced at Ye Qingyang lightly, with full confusion in her eyes, and thought to herself: "Ye Qingyang, prepare to fall under my charm today!"
Then, her fingers jumped like a cheerful dancing elf.
The picture first showed a blue sky and white clouds, with grass and fields, then it changed into a village with smoke curling up from cooking stoves, then it turned into a town, then it turned into a city. Finally, buildings were rising from the ground, and towering landmark buildings were towering into the clouds. It turned out to be
What Qingzhou City looks like.
What followed was also exciting music, arousing people's infinite feelings for their hometown.
This is the development history of Qingzhou City, from scratch to existence, from decline to prosperity!
Then, Ji Wen's slender hands used the last bit of sand left to outline two lines of exquisite calligraphy.
Under the blue clouds, there is peace among states.
Salute, Qingzhou.
[The author has something to say]
Since people are accompanying surgical patients in the hospital, it is very noisy, so the update is not very timely. I hope you can forgive me and wish everyone good health and happiness!
