Almighty Cultivating Fanatic

Realizing that he had made a mistake, Chen Yang was dumbfounded and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He quickly turned his head and was helpless as he found that Fang Shoudao's eyes were glowing and his face was filled with indescribable shock.

Looking back at Liu Deyuan, he raised his hand and pointed at the question. Trembling, he grumbled, "Y-you, what a perfect work of art! How could you make such a low level mistake? You even made the wrong era."

Chen Yang helplessly threw up his hands and laughed dryly, "A mistake, it was definitely a mistake."

Liu De Yuan stared at him: "Pen error? It would be strange if I believed you. No matter how wrongly I wrote, I would never be able to write something like that. "

"Eh, it must be because I'm too familiar with Fang Gang's works that I accidentally substituted myself for them."

"Hai."

Seeing that Chen Yang did not do it on purpose, Liu Deyuan let out a long sigh and said with a conflicted tone, "This piece of work can be said to be one of the best in painting, but it's the final question. It's a pity that it's not good to do it. "

After Chen Yang heard this, he thought for a moment and said, "I think we should cut the whole thing down from top to bottom. I will write another question."

"That's the only way."

Liu Deyuan nodded his head helplessly. For such an excellent work to be scrapped because of an error in the question, it was indeed a pity. This could be considered the best method.

He watched as Chen Yang carefully cut off the question and rolled the paper into a ball before throwing it into the trash basket. He could not help but feel even more heartache.

"Old Fang, what are you doing?"

"Nothing, I just feel that Chen Yang's calligraphy is very good. It's a pity to throw it away."

Fang Quzhi bent over and picked up the ball of paper, carefully spreading it out. Under Liu Deyuan's astonished gaze, he folded it and put it in his pocket.

"I say, Old Fang, Little Yang is here. It's not a big deal to get his words, is it?" Liu Deyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Hmph, I'm just like that."

Fang Quzhi glared at him and said in a tit for tat manner.

"Alright, alright. You have the final say. Alright!"

Liu Deyuan felt helpless as he cupped his hands in surrender.

After rewriting the title, the entire work was finally completed.

Chen Yang put down his brush with a look of satisfaction on his face, unable to conceal the joy in his eyes.

"Leave it here for now. When the ink has dried, you can take it away, Old Fang." Little Yang, let's go eat first. " Liu Deyuan looked at Chen Yang and was secretly amazed. This fellow is truly incredible. The more I interact with him, the more unfathomable he becomes. He is skilled in both painting and medical skills. I truly don't know what else he is capable of.

Perhaps it was because he had created a satisfactory piece of work, but at the dinner table, Chen Yang specifically requested to open a bottle of Wuliangye.

The three of them chatted as they drank. Not long after, Liu Deyuan and Fang Jian were unable to keep up and lost, leaving Chen Yang to drink alone.

After two bottles of white spirits were consumed, his eyes were already hazy. Under Liu Deyuan's suggestion, he staggered into the study room, waved his hand, and wrote another two letters.

When he finished writing, he went to the guest room and slept soundly.

When he woke up, it was already evening. Chen Yang shook his head, and could not help but feel parched and dizzy.

"Bad habits kill people."

He had not expected that the habits he had left behind in his previous life would still be so strong. Every time he wrote a satisfactory work, he would be drunk without exception.

In the living room, Fang Shishi had already left.

According to Liu Deyuan's explanation, once the ink dried, the old man immediately left in a flurry. He did not even rest at noon.

After dinner, Chen Yangwan refused Liu Deyuan's suggestion of sending them a car and got up to leave.

Walking out of the district, he recalled his actions today and could not help but bitterly smile.

Because this was a high-end residential area, almost every family had a car, so very few taxis came.

Chen Yang had expected this would happen before he left, so he was in no hurry. He walked along the small path to where there was a stop sign. On both sides of the road, there were tall and big sycamore trees with lush foliage. The air was filled with the smell of the sea and the gentle breeze was very comfortable.

Many luxurious cars sped by, but there were few passers-by.

After walking seven or eight hundred meters away, Chen Yang turned his head in shock and saw a Mercedes-Benz speeding towards him. The brakes quickly braked and the tires squeaked against the tarmac.

Then the door opened and three tall men got out, carrying machetes. One of them waved his hand, and under his contemplative gaze, the two of them caught him on his left and right, dragged him into the car, closed the door, and drove away.

It had not even been ten seconds since he had parked the car and put Chen Yang on it.

Sitting in the spacious MPV, Chen Yang took a glance at the four people, including the chauffeur, and grinned. He understood in his heart.

In fact, when they first appeared, he already had a hunch that Xia Ming was the only one who could brazenly make a move.

If it wasn't related to Wang Xuexi, he would have already made her move.

"Ladies and gentlemen, where are you bringing me?" Chen Yang asked calmly, secretly hoping that Wang Xuexi was not too far away. Maybe she would be able to take revenge this time.

"You'll know when we get there." The person on Chen Yang's left snorted coldly.

The other three looked at him almost at the same time and found that he neither resisted nor feared. Immediately, they felt admiration for him.

In the past, he had seen many people kneel before him, beg for mercy, coerce, and scare the unconscious. However, this was the first time he had seen someone as calm and composed as Chen Yang.

Chen Yang asked again, "Will I still be able to come back alive?"

The person at the front passenger seat looked at Chen Yang through the mirror, thought for a while and said, "You are a man. If possible, we will give you a quick death. "

The corners of Chen Yang's mouth curled up as he revealed a smile filled with meaning.

The MPV sped away. Chen Yang looked out of the window and was surprised to find that they had already left Hai City and were heading towards the city.

Li Ping city was a county city under the jurisdiction of Hai City, a base for the Northern Sea Fleet. Rumor had it that if foreigners wanted to enter the city, they had to be authorized by the military.

The road from Haicheng to Wangping, half facing the mountain, half facing the sea, beautiful scenery, is a famous tourist route.

After passing through a thousand-meter-long tunnel, the car suddenly turned and headed straight for the sea. Ten minutes later, they stopped. A person quickly opened the car door and pulled Chen Yang out.

After getting off the car, Chen Yang looked into the distance and saw a tented sportscar parked not far away. A person was leaning against the front of the car with his back facing him. Beside him, three black-clothed men stood on either side of him with vigilance written all over their faces.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, that person didn't turn his head and instead praised, "The night in Seahold is beautiful, isn't it?"

"Maybe." Chen Yang's eyebrows twitched as he answered.

Xia Ming turned around and looked Chen Yang up and down, then said with a gentle smile: "I've checked you before, your background is ordinary and your results are excellent. To be honest, I'd really like to let you go." It's a pity that you shouldn't have provoked the woman I like, and even more so, shouldn't meddle in other people's business. Even though your background is ordinary, you know many extraordinary people. If they were to join hands, even the Xia Clan would be in trouble. "

Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat as he thought, 'So, it wasn't only for Shen Mu Qing's sake, but also because of Wang Xuexin. Obviously, the latter was the key.

Thinking of this, his face exposed a faint smile, and he said in a clear voice: "If you don't want people to know, then don't do it unless you are on your own. Since we have done so, we must take responsibility. "

"Haha." You have courage. If it wasn't for that incident, I would have given Shen Muqing to you after I've had enough fun. But now … "Xia Ming's eyes flashed with a cold light and he suddenly waved his hand," Do it, don't leave any traces behind.