A very strange scene was staged in the high-end restaurant in Yangming Villa.

Qian Yunyao held a plate of fried rice and looked at Huang Xi and Ma Hangkun and others around Zhong Yue. Although he supported Zhong Yue, the group of people who were indignant before turned around today and followed Zhong Yue to "please" the future master with a slight aura.

"It's really unpredictable. Qian thought that Huang Wende and Ma Yimei were gentlemen before, but they didn't expect that they were also bullying the world and stealing fame!" Qian Yunyao naturally would not have had too much communication with Zhong Yue at this Xiling Summit. Even though he was happy to see that Zhong Yue could promote this alliance, he was a decent person after all, and it was entirely his own subjective judgment whether to help or not.

The old men who followed Zhong Yue were angry and beaten to death, but they didn't expect that because of his integrity, they had become a person who deceived the world and thieves in the eyes of everyone.

"My day | You Banban, tell me quickly!"

Zhong Yue didn't care about Huang Xi scolding him. On the contrary, the more angry the old man was, the more he felt happy. Hehe, I told you to bully us young people because of your age! The old man is not allowed to scold us now. If he has any good or bad, it will be one or two hundred and eight hundred million. Zhong Yue simply ignored Lao Huang.

It wasn't Zhong Yue's unethical nature, but the old Huang was full of energy, not like a sick man who had half his feet into the ground, and rolled up his sleeves like a young man. If this was not a public place, Zhong Yue even thought that Huang Xi would really come up to fight him...

This old Huang is so wild. Is this a cultural person? A bandit!

"Hey, Mr. Qin, these green beans are good. They should not be frozen. They probably are in a greenhouse. I saw that there were many greenhouses around them before."

Qin Hai was amazed while watching Huang Xi get angry, and he was also trying to cater to Zhong Yue's intentional interruption. It was so funny.

"Old Qin, tell me why this is a fake?"

Qin Hai was also sweating, "Wen De, it's not that I pretended to be a pretender, but that I thought it was the authentic one before Brother Zhong spoke. I wondered why this seal was a fake one."

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A group of old men are now wearing another pair of pants. Whether they are fooling around or insisting on the authentic ones, they can't say anything. They have no choice but to do anything to Zhong Yue and get angry around them...

"No, no. Waiter, pour me a glass of warm water. I have to take antihypertensive tablets. I used to eat one tablet for two days, but today I'm taking the second tablet..." A Yinxue student from Yangzhou leaned on the back of the chair, closing his eyes and gasping. He was also insisting on the authentic one, but Zhong Yue was so angry that he was so angry.

Huang Xi slapped the table angrily and suddenly stood in front of Zhong Yue.

"What are you doing..." Zhong Yue leaned back, "Are you trying to mess with me?"

Many people around us looked over, but no one came over. In this awkward situation, whether it is true communication or flattery, it is not a suitable time. It is better to wait until the situation is not so sensitive and then deal with it slowly.

Those who were far away could only look at Huang Xi and others with cold eyes that were contemptuous and polite, and they had long been scolded and jealous. It was not that they were jealous of Zhong Yue's power, but that they were jealous of the villain's success and the recklessness of young and frivolous.

This is not capital, but it is a way to live.

The kind of arrogance that no one else can be the envy and jealous of these old people at sunset and dusk.

Sometimes they also scold Zhong Yue for why, and what capital does it have to force them, but ask yourself, what are they doing at the age of twenty? Maybe they have a good artistic career, maybe they are winning domestic awards, or maybe they are worried about gains and losses because of a master's praise or criticism.

But who asked which of them, at the age of twenty, could write "Raw Wine Post" and stand on the table of the Xilin Summit, and use my best posture to put the moral shackles around the neck of my predecessors?

Zhong Buqi, it’s really a fucking talent...

Zhong Yue looked at the yellow rhinoceros that was slapped in horror.

Huang Xi also glared at Zhong Yue angrily.

suddenly.

Old Huang was 90 degrees down. Zhong Yue thought that this old man from Bashu was a hidden master of the Tang Sect in Shushan and was about to release hidden weapons, so he quickly stepped back and stood up.

"I'm wrong! I'll compensate you, right? Ah?"

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People around them began to feel that Huang Xi and others were pleased and flattered, but they slapped the table and shouted angrily, and felt that they were really arguing. However, when they heard Huang Xi's apology with Chuan Yin, they immediately turned into a contemptuous gesture.

Cut ~

"Shameless!"

"shameless!"

"This is a wild way!"

People around him murmured and cursed.

Zhong Yue scratched his head and smiled foolishly.

Damn, is this old man so arrogant when he apologizes? Nowadays, it is the old man who owe money to lose money, and it is the grandson who borrows money to be reasonable...

"Flat..."

"Um?!"

"Oh, no, Old Huang." Zhong Yue didn't know what happened, but he said flatteringly... He helped Huang Xi up and brought the old hero back to his seat, "I just lost my composure, I'm sorry."

If someone respects me one foot, I will give you one foot and give you another one. This is Zhong Yue's attitude.

Seeing Zhong Yue turning against each other 180 degrees, this time he looked like the little hairs among his grandchildren, obedient and smiling, Huang Xi suddenly burst into laughter, "Zhong is not a weapon, Zhong is not a weapon. No wonder Qiu Wenzhen would accept you as a monster, I'm convinced!"

"If you scold me, don't get involved in the family teacher."

"Go, go and inquire. Is it because I, Bashu ghost sword Huang Xi, is it because of his first sword in Zhejiang, or is it because of me?"

"..." Zhong Yue looked at Huang Xi as if he was the leader of the martial arts world. This sword sounded like that. Should he be a nickname in the future?

Xiao Zhong’s flying knife? Uh, not domineering enough, Xiao He Mountain Knife?! It seems a bit rustic...

"Tell me quickly!"

The roar of Huang Rhino brought Zhong Yue, who was still in yy, back to reality.

Zhong Yue came to his senses, "I really want to know?"

The old man who had already taken antihypertensive tablets and was no longer afraid of fainting and stroke also raised his hand, "Speak quickly~~~"

"If I know you are fooling around, I must let Qiu Wenzhen press your head and kowtow me back!"

Zhong Yue took the seal, looked like he was about to die, and dragged the tail tone and said, "Actually, the flaw of this seal is the edge stamp engraved with the blunt knife method on this side."

"Ah? The side model is wrong? Why do I look right? Don't compete blindly!"

Before Zhong Yue could finish his words, several old men snatched the seal and took turns to look around.

"We have been working hard in the Indian world for decades, and we are all three or four hundred years old. You are talking nonsense!"

Zhong Yue looked at the argument scene of you talking and saying, "Can a few old monsters three or four hundred years old allow me to finish?"

"explain!"

"Only looking at the side style, it is imitated and the authentic one, but please note that this seal is engraved."

"It's like a roar?"

Zhong Yue let out a long sigh and talked to the old ghost in Bashu. It really reduced his lifespan...

"Whether Wu Changshuo is engraved with seals, no matter the famous seals or the edge seals, they are cutters. Don't argue with me, everyone will verify it yourself."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked!!!
Chapter completed!