Brother Hao talked about Yue Shaoshan's scar, but Wei Xia remembered his father, Wei Dali, for a moment.

There is such an unobtrusive father, which once made Wei Xia suspect that he was picked up at all, and he will never feel his father's love again in this life.

It wasn't until he grew up that he found that this unobtrusive father was actually quite good, always with a silly smiling face, without the majesty of his father at all, more like a friend.

What impressed Wei Xia the most was the scar on his father's body.

Long, round holes, densely packed, scary to look at.

According to Wei Dali's own words: When I was a child, I was not honest, and I always fought with others!

"Yue Shaoshan... Old guy... I guess these two people are still old acquaintances, cut!" Wei Xia shook his head and didn't think about it anymore.

Dad and stepmom are in a semi-lost state, except for occasionally sending some travel photos, the phone can't get through at all.

What to say: Don't want to be bothered~

……

After saying goodbye to Brother Hao, Wei Xia returned to his villa.

During the day, Su Anxi and the others were tossed enough, and Wei Xia decided to take this opportunity to teach the dual cultivation exercises, which could not only increase the body's tolerance, but also speed up the cultivation of martial arts.

Since you want to teach, then teach them all, anyway, there are only benefits and no harms.

The four sisters and Huang Nanxi and Li Xueli were all pulled into the living room by Wei Xia.

"Xiao Xia, big villain, what are you going to do? People are watching cartoons!" Xia Hanmo said with a pouting of dissatisfaction.

Wei Xia looked at her sister with a smile:

"Good ha~ I'll tell you the story of the big bad wolf and the little white rabbit, it's thrilling, it's much better than the cartoon!"

The third sister Li Liyu covered her mouth and smiled, and scolded with a smile:

"I think you're a big bad wolf! Hehe! Hurry up and get down to business, sister, I'm busy. ”

The rest of the people were also waiting for Wei Xia, and they didn't know what he was doing.

"Ahem!" Wei Xia cleared his throat:

"I have recently comprehended a set of Wuji exercises, which can beautify and nourish the skin, remove acne and freckles, increase skin elasticity, and promote local fat development.

The eldest sister Mu Qingyu blushed:

"Xiaoxia, what are you talking about? What do you promote local fat development? If you don't have anything to do, I'll go back and deal with the report. ”

Wei Xia scratched his hair, quite helpless and aggrieved, and said secretly:

The dual cultivation method already has these effects, and I'm not talking nonsense!

Seeing that all the women were staring at him, Wei Xia's face turned full:

"Double... Ah, Wuji Gongfa! This is what I practiced when I was a child when I was laying the foundation, and it is very effective when it is combined with Yi Jian and bones, which not only increases physical endurance, but also induces and enhances the sense of qi.

Young ladies, don't take it lightly, there are still potential enemies of the Xia Wen Group, don't relax in practicing martial arts, you may be able to rely on it one day. ”

The women were deeply touched.

Especially Su Anxi, Li Xueli and Huang Nanxi, when they heard "increase physical endurance", the three of them were already eager to try.

These three people took the lead, and the other three also joined the cultivation team.

Wei Xia wiped the cold sweat from his forehead:

If this is to directly talk about the double cultivation method, the eldest sister, the third sister, and the younger sister, the three of them will definitely have to hesitate for ten days or eight days, and maybe they will torture me a little!

Subsequently, the women began to practice the double cultivation method according to the key points taught by Wei Xia.

After about an hour, the basic tips have been mastered, and the rest only needs to be practiced every day, without Wei Xia's continued guidance.

The women dispersed and returned to their rooms.

Wei Xia keenly noticed that the third sister Li Liyu's expression was particularly eager, and she almost trotted back to her room!

Curious, he secretly followed.

Click!

The doorknob opened with a twist, and it was unlocked, and Wei Xia quietly sneaked into Li Liyu's boudoir.

Different from other women's boudoirs, Li Liyu's room does not smell of perfume, and there is a kind of "bookish atmosphere" everywhere, which is light and elegant.

The place where it should have been a dresser was transformed into a long bookcase by Li Liyu, which was used to write or draw.

At this time, Li Liyu stood in front of the bookcase, holding a thin brush, closing his eyes and concentrating, as if he was sketching something in his mind.

Seeing this scene, Wei Xia's childlike heart rose and slowly approached the third sister Li Liyu.

Looking at the transformation on the bookcase, it turned out to be a cat......

Not interested!

But Li Liyu frowned and pondered, it was very tempting!

Li Liyu is the kind of tranquil and gentle character, indisputable with the world, with a strong bookish atmosphere, and Ping Suli likes white clothes, just like a fairy in the mortal world.

The fairy is wandering the world, and the mortal has a chance.

Wei Xia stood in front of Li Liyu with a wicked smile, slowly bent over, his head sank, and then "poofed" and kissed Li Liyu on the lips~

"Ahh

"It's me, sister, I'm Xiao Xia!" Wei Xia smiled wryly.

Li Liyu quickly patted his chest and said angrily:

"I'm scared to death, you stinky boy!

Wei Xia spread his hands and sighed:

"Alas, sister, I'm just afraid that you are like a fairy, you don't eat fireworks in the world all day long, what if you leave us and rush to the fairy world one day?"

"You little villain, you have to find a reason to take advantage!" Li Liyu laughed.

As he spoke, Li Liyu walked back to the bookcase and stared at the unfinished painting:

"Xiao Xia, we organized a joint art exhibition, which will be launched in a week, do you want to go to the party?"

"Who is that person?" asked Wei Xia, pretending to be angry.

Li Liyu rolled his eyes, raised his hand and knocked a plan on Wei Xia's head:

"What do you think? It's our art association! The Chinese painting group in our association, organized together, is to invite some friends to come and have a look. ”

"Oh, that's it, hehe~" Wei Xia rubbed his head and smiled dogly:

"Then I have to go! My sister's art exhibition, how can I not go?"

After chatting for a while, Wei Xia was kicked out by Li Liyu and disturbed her painting~

…………

A week later.

A small art exhibition was held on the outskirts of the magic capital, which was purely free and anyone could come in and visit.

The venue is several hundred square meters and is roughly divided into three exhibition areas:

People, landscapes, flowers and birds.

These are the three main categories of Chinese paintings, which are relatively general, but reflect the worldview of Chinese paintings:

The philosophical and dialectical relationship between man and nature, and with all things.

The number of visitors is not too large, mainly internal members of the Fine Arts Association.

The exhibition does not sell paintings, but aims to learn from each other and learn from others' painting skills.

Between the landscape painting exhibition area and the flower and bird painting exhibition area, there is a long corridor, and dozens of people shuttle between them, and a pure ink painting has aroused everyone's idea.

The cause was the criticism of a few people.

"Could it be that this is the 'boundary painting' in your Chinese paintings? laugh to death, haha!" a blonde man chuckled.

"A big cat that doesn't pull a few skinny feet, in front of a small house, what is this drawing? Could it be abstraction?" the bearded middle-aged man also teased.

Between the two stood a petite woman, blonde hair and blue eyes, snow-white skin, with light makeup on her face, and said disdainfully:

"Cats are cold animals, and the painter actually painted cats like this? Abstract is just that, laughing and crying? Do cats have such complex emotions?"

They are all foreigners, and the conversations between them are all in foreign languages.

Beside them, a medium-sized Chinese shook his head and said in a foreign language:

This kind of nondescript Chinese painting can only be said to be a lover of Chinese painting at best. ”

Hearing this, the blonde man recalled for a moment and said:

"Chen, I saw an unsigned ink painting "Eight Horses" at the headquarters of your Writers' Association, and that painting is very good!

The middle-aged Chinese were slightly stunned:

"I haven't been to the headquarters for a long time, and I don't know about it. ”

The bearded man waved his hand impatiently:

"Chen, don't look at the paintings, paintings of this level are not qualified to enter my eyes. What about the guy you're talking about? I want to see what kind of beauty is called fairy. ”

"Frank, aren't people beautiful enough, and you still have to worry about other women?" the petite woman winked.

……

……

The conversation between several people in front of the painting attracted many people to come and watch, some came to see the painting, and some came to see the beautiful women.

At this time, Li Liyu took Wei Xia's hand and said excitedly:

"Brother, the painting I'm talking about is right in front, see if you can read it!"

Wei Xia felt the weak and boneless, tireless jade hand, his face was silent, but his heart was so uncomfortable:

The third sister is such a reserved person, it is not easy to take the initiative to hold a hand!

"Huh, why are there so many people?" Li Liyu saw many onlookers from a distance.

When I got closer, I suddenly heard someone shouting in a foreign language:

"Take me to see your oriental fairies! This kind of garbage work can only dirty my eyes!"

Li Liyu's expression suddenly changed from excitement to gloom, his excitement was gone, and he subconsciously withdrew his hand from Wei Xia's hand.

That expression, disappointed, sad, and at the same time a little relieved.

Wei Xia's eyebrows moved, and he raised his eyes to look at the painting on the wall, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

I only heard the bearded man still chattering and cursing:

"Chen, what are you thinking? Let me give this garbage review? Along the way, there is not a decent painting! If you hadn't said that there were fairies here, how could I have come?"

The middle-aged man Chen was a little irritable.

He is not only a member of the Writers' Association, but also a branch president of the Art Association. Originally, I wanted to use the blonde man's relationship to invite a famous painter to the exhibition to enhance the prestige of the branch, but I didn't expect this famous painter to have such a bad temper.

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded:

"If you don't know how to appreciate, shut your stinky mouth! We don't need to use your ignorance to set off the greatness of a wonderful painting!"