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015 What did he do to you

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    "Hey, boy, wake up, wake up."  Lang Jianbai slapped Mo Xiaoyu's face.

    "Oh, what's the matter, am I drunk?" Mo Xiaoyu looked at Lang Jianbai and asked in a daze.

    Lang Jianbai didn't say a word, just looked at Mo Xiaoyu, his eyes were like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman, Mo Xiaoyu's heart moved, his hands rested on the ground, and he moved back quickly, "Damn it, isn't this old man?"  Be a pervert, look at how lewd your eyes are, I don't like this tone.

    "You don't have to be afraid, get up, come and look at this painting."  Lang Jianbai didn't force Mo Xiaoyu any more, but waved his hand, beckoning him to go and have a look.

    Mo Xiaoyu didn't know, so he got up and walked to the painting table, looking at the words he just wrote, yes, that's right, he wrote it by himself.

    "Do you see anything?" Lang Jianbai asked.

    "I can see it, it's fake, it's really there."  Mo Xiaoyu said casually.

    "This is written by you, of course you know it's fake, but in my opinion, it's a real work if it's aged on the paper, look at the writing on the opposite side and this writing, I bet it's  The author is born again, and he can't tell which is real and which is fake, boy, you are such a genius."  Lang Jianbai looked at Mo Xiaoyu as if he had found a piece of precious jade.

    "Hey, hey, stop, I won't do the things you did, I will never do it."  How could Mo Xiaoyu fail to see the cunning and greed revealed in Lang Jianbai's eyes? Could this old guy want to force himself to cheat?

    "Whether to do it or not, it's not up to you, it's up to this."  Lang Jianbai said, picked up a one-yuan coin on the table, and said.

    Mo Xiaoyu was still shaking his head, but at this moment he suddenly thought of a question. Although his handwriting was not very bad before, he would never have this level of attainment. How could he suddenly be able to imitate and write such good handwriting?

    And at this moment, he remembered that the last time he came here to see Lang Jianbai, he also helped Lang Jianbai polish the cicada wings of "Maple Leaf Chilling".  The wings of the cicada are ingenious.

    "It's still the same sentence, are you really willing to support Ji Kexin for the rest of your life? When you get old and you can't do it, Ji Kexin will unceremoniously kick you out. At that time, you will achieve nothing, just like Lao Tzu, she now  Didn't you part ways with Lao Tzu?" Lang Jianbai went to Mo Xiaoyu's side, and shamelessly showed up to speak out.

    But at this time, Mo Xiaoyu's mind was not in what Lang Jianbai said, but turned his attention to the wine glass he was drinking in. The first time was a coincidence, and the two times, each time after drinking, and  It is after drinking with that wine glass that he has such a unique imitation ability, which can be said to be achieved overnight.

    But Lang Jianbai is by his side, and he must not let Lang Jianbai realize that he noticed the cup, and he is not completely sure, so it is better to be hypocritical and considerate with him.

    "What do you mean?" Mo Xiaoyu asked with a frown.

    "Although your ability to imitate is good, it's a pity that your foundation is too poor. Why don't you ask me to be your teacher, and I will teach you calligraphy and painting skills. If the works we collaborated with sell for half the price, how about it?"

    "Is there such a good thing?" Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help being moved, temporarily forgetting that these things are illegal. It can be seen that it is difficult for anyone to keep calm in the face of interests.

    "This is just the beginning. I'm a celebrity anyway. If you take me as your teacher, I guarantee that in a few years, you will become a leader in the painting and calligraphy world. By then, fame and fortune will roll in. You don't need to look at that bitch Ji Kexin again."  It is no exaggeration to say that there will be a lot of women competing to strip naked in front of you and ask you to draw pictures for them, think about that scene?" Lang Jianbai's spittle was like  The sharp swords burst out towards Mo Xiaoyu's face, and Mo Xiaoyu backed back again and again.

    "Have you ever painted for Ji Kexin?" Mo Xiaoyu spotted the gap between Lang Jianbai's speech, interjected and asked.

    Lang Jianbai was stunned for a moment. After a while, he looked at Mo Xiaoyu and said, "You little bastard, do you know what is the most annoying thing about you? Changing channels randomly when talking with others, what I said  Did you listen?"

    "Forget it, I came to see you in a sneaky way. You asked me to worship you as my teacher. What would Ji Kexin think? Can she spare me? You can find a killer to fix her, and she can also find a killer to fix me. You  If you don't believe me, try it."  Mo Xiaoyu said with a sigh.

    What Lang Jianbai said, Mo Xiaoyu is not unmoved, but he is not sure whether his ability comes from that wine glass, if so, what is going on, if not, where does his ability come from?  This is what makes him mostFear, it's like you hit yourself with a stick on the head with your own penis, it's impossible, isn't it?

    "Don't worry, if you can worship under my door, I can discuss it with Ji Kexin. You don't have to worry about it. I'm talking about how you think about it."  Lang Jianbai stared at Mo Xiaoyu, wishing that he would agree to him now.

    "Well, Mr. Lang, let me think about it, I will answer you tomorrow, oh, what time is it, I should go back, and I have to go to the chef school."  Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly stood up and said.

    Lang Jianbai was very reluctant to let Mo Xiaoyu go, but he couldn't detain him. This is a matter of your choice, but Mo Xiaoyu's super exemplary ability made him see a huge gold mine  , a gold mine that can never be dug in a lifetime.

    When Mo Xiaoyu went, the chef school had come to an end. The last dish was candied sweet potatoes. Mo Xiaoyu just stood aside and watched every step of the chef. Mo Xiaoyu didn't know which step others were observing the chef.  But he found that his focus was mainly on observing the time the chef took in each step, such as turning on the fire for a few seconds to pour the oil, and a few minutes later to fry the sweet potatoes

    "Did you go to see that old man?" Ji Kexin asked.

    "Well, I've gone. I'll write the process and send it to your email when I go back. It's like this every time, okay."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    "Why, it sounds emotional, why did he treat you? It's hard to say?" Ji Kexin laughed.

    "Hey, boss, can I not go, this old man is simply a pervert."  Mo Xiaoyu said angrily.

    "Pervert? What really happened to him?" Ji Kexin, who was sitting in the back seat, leaned over, pulled Mo Xiaoyu by the shoulder, looked at his neck, and asked.

    "Well, boss, where are you going, we" Mo Xiaoyu didn't say anything later, but now Ji Kexin was in a hurry. Lang Jianbai, an old man, when did he change his appetite?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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