Su Aoxue's heart felt a burst of regret, she knew very well that because she had just said one more sentence, she had caused Jiang Fan a lot of trouble.

The one who spoke was an elegant-looking man dressed in a white Tang suit, his name was Zhang Zixiu, and he was also one of Su Aoxue's fanatical suitors.

Su Aoxue knows very well that Zhang Zi cultivates his honey-belly sword and likes to kill people with soft knives, if it weren't for the fact that the Zhang family's power in Tianzhou is also very large, Su Aoxue would not invite anyone to invite him.

Zhang Zixiu's voice was not small, so that everyone around him heard it, and for a while, many people's eyes fell on Jiang Fan like a spotlight.

"Hehe, this kid is going to be unlucky, and he will be killed by a soft knife again!"

"Yes, who let this kid offend Gao Zhikang at the door, don't you know that Zhang Zixiu is Gao Zhikang's buddy?"

He soon knew what a soft knife was to kill without blood. ”

People's unscrupulous discussions made Su Aoxue even more worried, she involuntarily approached Jiang Fan, gently pulled his sleeve, and whispered, "Be careful." ”

"Oh. Jiang Fan just responded, and immediately turned his gaze to Zhang Zixiu, "What do you want me to do?"

Su Aoxue secretly complained in her heart: I reminded you so that you don't pay attention to him, why are you ignoring him!

"Brother, there are so many masters in the Tianzhou calligraphy and painting world here today to celebrate Aoxue's birthday, I know at a glance that you are not an ordinary person, can you appreciate your face?" Zhang Zixiu spoke earnestly and his acting skills were very first-class.

Jiang Fan knew very well that he couldn't refute this kind of smiling tiger's face, so he simply nodded and walked generously to an empty table.

Zhang Zixiu didn't give Jiang Fan a chance at all, he hurriedly made a look.

A waiter understood, immediately put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, waved his hand at Jiang Fan, and said politely: "Please!"

Jiang Fan smiled slightly and said, "Let's go together!"

Su Aoxue didn't stop it even if she wanted to......

Zhang Zixiu's heart was even more dark: You are looking for death! Zhikang, see my brother help you find the field!

When the surrounding crowd heard Jiang Fan's words, they showed even more contemptuous expressions.

Who is Zhang Zixiu?

The closed disciple of Liu Fengkai, a master of calligraphy and painting, has studied with Liu Fengkai for more than ten years, and has obtained the true biography of Liu Fengkai.

And today, Liu Fengkai is also painting on the spot!

Things gather by like, people by groups, Zhang Zixiu is a villain, and the master is no better.

Seeing that his lover was tricking Jiang Fan for Jiang Fan, Liu Fengkai also nodded slightly at Jiang Fan and said, "This old brother, you don't need to distinguish between high and low when you and Zixiu learn from each other, friendship comes first, friendship comes first!"

The more Liu Fengkai said this, the more curious the onlookers were about who would win, so they gathered more and more.

After a wicked smile in Liu Fengkai's heart, he stopped talking.

Seeing that the fire was in place, Zhang Zixiu smiled at Jiang Fan and said, "Brother, I'm ugly!"

Jiang Fan didn't respond, just picked up a brush, dipped it in ink and began to wave.

At this time, in Jiang Fan's mind, "Great Freedom Gong" was playing a role.

"Da Zi Zai Gong" is not so much an exercise as a catalyst for consciousness, which almost encompasses a variety of attainments from martial arts, medicine, metaphysics, art, and of course, painting.

Jiang Fan was taught by his father's words and deeds at home, and he himself had some research on ink painting, and now after practicing "Great Freedom Gong", he is even more like a god.

However, Zhang Zixiu couldn't see it at all, because the drawing paper was flat, and he was blocked by Jiang Fan's body, he thought that Jiang Fan was breaking the jar and falling!

The people around him are watching Jiang Fan's liveliness, and many people want him to make a fool of himself, especially many young men.

Jiang Fan didn't know how famous Su Aoxue was, but they all knew it very well.

Su Aoxue was very good-looking when she was young, and when she attended a formal banquet for the first time when she was nine years old, she was already amazed, and at that time, the chairmen of many big families and large companies hoped that Su Aoxue would grow up quickly, so that her son could marry her as a wife.

And Su Aoxue also lived up to expectations, the longer she looked, the better she looked, and now she has become an incomprehensible and lovely child, how can she not make the young men on the scene fascinated.

Therefore, whoever gets closer to Su Aoxue will become the target of public criticism, let alone a poor boy like Jiang Fan?

Jiang Fan is not stupid, he has felt strong hostility since he stood at the door of the hotel, but he doesn't care anymore.

……

Everyone waited for a while, Zhang Zixiu had already finished, and at this time, he did not hesitate to let the waiter unfold his work.

This is a portrait of Su Aoxue, the person in the painting is indeed nine points similar, even a smile is very natural, the inscription in the painting is also Liu Fengkai's most famous small seal, quite a true legend of his teacher.

"Good. Liu Fengkai took the lead in applauding his apprentice, and his heart was full of confidence, just this poor boy with little knowledge was not Zixiu's opponent at all, and it was a shame to stay here!

Immediately afterwards, several of Zhang Zixiu's fox friends and dog friends also applauded him desperately, and the audience applauded thunderously for a while.

Zhang Zixiu's face was very face-saving for a while, and he suddenly smiled at Su Aoxue, he was Su Aoxue's fanatical suitor, so naturally he would not miss the opportunity to show off in front of Su Aoxue.

Su Aoxue didn't look at him, but focused all her attention on Jiang Fan's body, she was so nervous that even her palms were sweating, and now she only prayed to God not to let Jiang Fan lose too badly.

At this time, Jiang Fan also put down the pen, and after he breathed a sigh of relief, he picked up the scroll unhurriedly.

At this moment, everyone was stunned, and one let out a sigh.

"W-That's beautiful!"

"Oh my God, is this Aoxue? It's a fairy!"

"This kid...... Yes!"

The moment Su Aoxue saw Jiang Fan's work, her pretty face turned red all of a sudden.

I saw that the clouds and mist on the picture scroll were deep, the mountains were stacked, and the cherry blossoms were red, and in a small bridge and flowing water, there was a girl in white, who looked back slightly, revealing a smile that seemed to be nothing, which was very unforgettable.

Not only that, Jiang Fan also wrote a few lines of small poems in thin gold font, and the font was even more beautiful and elegant, and the atmosphere was majestic-

The Su family has a girl who has just grown up, just like a heavenly girl falling into Cuiping.

If you ask where this woman came from, Aoxue Dufang is her name.

……

At this time, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Jiang Fan not only far surpasses Zhang Zixiu's painting work, but even the artistic conception in the painting is dozens of times more than Zhang Zixiu's, the person in the painting is like a living, full of vitality, not to mention Zhang Zixiu, even Liu Fengkai can't compare with Jiang Fan!

And that word, there is a faint bit of imperial charm, wonderful!

At this time, Liu Fengkai's face turned red with anger, and after glaring at Jiang Fan fiercely, he brushed his sleeves and left.

At this time, Jiang Fan walked in front of Su Aoxue with the painting and nodded slightly at her: "Give it to you." ”

Although Su Aoxue blushed, there was a burst of secret joy in her heart, Jiang Fan was indeed as she said, she was indeed a master in the world, and she did not let her live up to her words.

It's Zhang Zixiu, he is planted today.

At this time, Zhang Zixiu's face could no longer be hung up, he endured the anger in his heart, nodded reluctantly at Jiang Fan, and said, "I'm out of company first!"

……

As soon as Zhang Zixiu left, the crowd of people who watched the excitement also dispersed, and many men who were hostile to Jiang Fan also went to their respective tables to drink depressedly.

At this time, the white-haired old man walked slowly from the back of the crowd, clapped his hands gently at Jiang Fan, and praised: "Wonderful, very exciting, my granddaughter didn't look away!"

Su Aoxue's face suddenly turned red, and she said angrily: "Grandpa!"

Jiang Fan inadvertently glanced at Su Aoxue, and also felt his heartbeat accelerate slightly.

Indeed, Su Ao Xueren is beautiful, has a good personality, is filial and understanding, and this is what Jiang Fan values...... It's just that he won't think much about it now, and there are very important things to do in front of him.

And seeing that there was no one around, the white-haired old man said: "Introduce yourself, my name is Su Yuncheng, little brother, you saved me, I must express it well." ”

Jiang Fan does not belong to the Tianzhou business district, but he still knows a little about the name Su Yuncheng, he is a big philanthropist, and even Tiannan University, where Jiang Fan studied, has two buildings donated by Su Yuncheng!

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Fan said frankly: "Then you're welcome, I hope you can use your connections to help my father arrange an operation." ”

Hearing Jiang Fan's words, although Su Yuncheng admired Jiang Fan's filial piety, he still deliberately asked more: "Your medical skills are already very skillful, do you still want to fake your hands to others?"

"My dad had a serious heart condition, and all I could do was post-operative care, surgery wasn't my forte. Jiang Fan said truthfully, he really doesn't have the ability to operate on his father now, instead of covering it up, it is better to say it directly, but not to lose face.

Su Yuncheng nodded again and again, and his face could not hide his appreciation for Jiang Fan: "Jiang Fan, leave this matter to me!"

After Su Yuncheng finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed a phone number, and then told Jiang Fan's situation.

After hanging up the phone, Su Yuncheng said: "The doctor will come from Germany tomorrow afternoon, don't worry, she is the authority of the cardiology department." ”

"Thank you. Jiang Fan nodded slightly.

……

Su Aoxue's birthday party began in a lively atmosphere.

Su Yuncheng directly arranged Jiang Fan at the main table and sat with Su Aoxue.

Because of Jiang Fan's previous performance, the distinguished guests at the main table admired Jiang Fan very much, and many people even took out business cards, saying that as long as Jiang Fan had a request, they could help at any time.

And Su Aoxue was also very happy this night, and even walked outside the hotel alone with Jiang Fan at the end of the birthday party.

At this time, she had already changed into a casual outfit, and she looked like the girl next door, which was even more cute.

"By the way, Jiang Fan, are you going to school or going to work now?" asked Su Aoxue.

"Go to school. Jiang Fan said.

"Which school are you in?" asked Su Aoxue again.

"Tiannan University. Jiang Fan said truthfully.

Su Aoxue's heart trembled suddenly: It's actually Tiannan University?

Tiannan University is the most famous university in Tianzhou, there is no one, the admission score is very high, local students want to be admitted to Tiannan University, it takes a lot of effort, and it is even more difficult for foreign candidates.

Su Aoxue suddenly admired Jiang Fan a little more, and couldn't help laughing: "I really didn't expect that in addition to being a master in the world, you are also a scholar!"

Jiang Fan just smiled faintly, the attribute of Xueba was not something he cultivated from "Great Freedom Gong", but his own mind and diligence.

……

After a brief chat with Su Aoxue, Jiang Fan said goodbye to her.

Su Aoxue watched Jiang Fan's back go away, and the corners of her plump and playful mouth rose slightly: "See you at school, senior." ”