Looking at the handsome middle-aged uncle in front of him, Qin Xuan blinked curiously: "Qin Xuan." ”

Huang Butian looked at Qin Xuan, Qin Xuan, and also looked at him, for a while, the atmosphere was a little quiet...

"Below!" I saw the wilderness clenching his fists again: "Wilderness supplementing the sky!"

Why repeat it again?

Qin Xuan heard it.

Qin Xuan's gaze fell on the fist that Huang Butian was holding, and secretly said that it was not the self-introduction of the demon painter, and this action was still needed to be reasonable?

So, Qin Xuan raised his hand and clenched his fists: "Down, Qin Xuan!"

“。。。。。。 ”

Huang Butian was stunned for a moment, and his smile was a little stiff: "You don't know me?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm making up for it!"

Qin Xuan's face was full of confusion: "Who is the wilderness?"

"Me!"

"So who are you?"

"I... Huang Butian was stunned by Qin Xuan: "Wait, you wait, I'm a little dizzy." ”

In fact, Qin Xuan was also a little confused, what kind of situation did he suddenly jump out of a person, introduce himself when he came up, and then make such a strange play, what did he want to do?

"You don't know me?"

Qin Xuan: "I really don't know." ”

"Haven't you even heard of it?!"

Qin Xuan: "Not at all." ”

"How is this possible?" exclaimed, "This is impossible!"

"How could you not have heard of me?" Suddenly, Huang Butian looked at Qin Xuan and asked, "Are you sure you are a demon painter? Are you sure you have read?"

"I'm a demon painter, I'm reading, and I'm literate!"

Seeing Qin Xuan say this calmly, Huang Butian looked incredulous, shook his head and sighed: "This is incredible... ”

"Clams?"

Qin Xuan was also taken into the ditch by this person: "No, what, this uncle, isn't it an incredible thing that I don't know you?"

"It's incredible. ”

"We used to be," Qin Xuan asked puzzledly, "Have we met?"

"I haven't seen it. ”

"Then why do I want to know you!" Qin Xuan was really amused by this stupid uncle, what kind of person is this, mentally retarded or lacking in love?

The wilderness is smooth.,He really didn't expect that there would be a demon painter in the world who didn't know him.,No,It's someone who hasn't even heard of his name.,This。。。

Are you sure you're a demon painter?!

"If the little brother doesn't know him, then forget it, it's not a big deal. ”

It's not a big deal.

Qin Xuan: "You're right. ”

"。。。。。。 ”

"Little brother, you said that you are still studying," said Huang Mendingtian: "That means you haven't graduated yet, right?"

Qin Xuan thought about it, Baiquan Academy had just entered, even if he didn't study or go to class, Qin Xuan would have to hang a card there for two years, but this is not a thing, with an ultimate scholar like Luo Xiyu on his side, the exam is a trivial matter.

"Where do you study?"

Qin Xuan couldn't stand this person's familiarity, but he still replied, "Bai Quan." ”

"I can't see it!"

Huang Butian showed an expression of 'you still have this ability': "You don't even know my name, but you can still study the best demon painter academy in the world, and enter through the back door, right?"

"Uh... Qin Xuan smiled embarrassedly: "It's okay." ”

However, seeing this smile, the whole person was not good: 'I'm not praising you!'

"Ahem, ahem. The first time Huang Butian met someone like Qin Xuan, he was able to be so atmospheric, I saw Huang Butian patted Qin Xuan's shoulder and said, "Then you will remember it in the future." ”

"Remember what?"

"Me!" "Huang Butian was afraid that Qin Xuan wouldn't understand, so he explained: "Oh no, it's the name Huang Butian. ”

"A must for the history exam!"

Required?!

Qin Xuan didn't believe it: "But I've taken the history exam before, and I've never seen this question." ”

"Impossible!" "Huang Butian hurriedly said: "There must be a question in it, ask what is the name of the youngest person among the twenty-one people!"

Qin Xuan: "。。。。。。 ”

it!

There really is such a question!

"Wasteland?" Qin Xuan looked at the other party in surprise: "You are the Wasteland?"

Finally recognized!

It's the first time that Huang Butian feels that talking to Meng Xin will be so tiring, and when he met young people in the past, almost as soon as he opened his mouth, the other side was excited as if he had seen a star, as for the things that followed, it was all trivial. You must know that it is already a very great opportunity to meet him, if you get his guidance again, it will be a dream to soar in the future!

"Then Uncle Wasteland, what's the matter with you?"

"。。。。。。 ”

That's not right!

That's not the right reaction!

Qin Xuan shouldn't have jumped up and down excitedly, and then said to him adoringly: "You are actually a desolate senior, so excited, you actually saw a living legend." ’

However...

Looking at Qin Xuan's completely indifferent attitude, Huang Butian really wanted to say, did the director take the wrong script?

"Uncle, what's the matter with you, if it's okay, I'm going in!"

"Go in?" "Little brother, are you interested in this?"

"I haven't tried it," Qin Xuan certainly wouldn't admit that he likes to gamble: "I'm just curious, and I'm going to try it." ”

"That's great!"

"Wait," Qin Xuan: "Why do you sound so familiar with what you say?"

"Heh, I said little brother. Huang Butian put his arms around Qin Xuan's neck, people who didn't know thought they were good friends, Qin Xuan hurriedly stepped aside: "Hey, hey, don't move your hands and feet, I'm not familiar with you!"

"Why is it not familiar?"

"Of course I don't know it!" Qin Xuan felt that this guy had a problem with his brain: "I don't even know you." ”

"What's my name?"

"Wasteland is the sky!"

"Look at you," said Huang Butian, "and said he didn't know him." ”

Qin Xuan: "。。。。。。 ”

"I'll be back later, that's all. "Qin Xuan's temper has always been very good, but he was dragged here by Huang Butian like this, at first because the other party was a demon painter, but now, how does Qin Xuan think that this guy is mentally abnormal: "If you have something to say, don't waste my time here!"

"That's good, that's good!"

Huang Butian smiled, only to see him make a vague gesture, and said with an embarrassed smile: "When I didn't go in just now, my luck was relatively poor." ”

There is no need to talk about the rest of this, Qin Xuan understands.

But understanding is understanding, understanding doesn't mean that Qin Xuan has to give him money, and Qin Xuan feels very strange: "Aren't you a demon painter, the money in the world of ordinary people, wouldn't it be good if you conjured it up." "The demon painter is just like the immortals in the legend of Blue Star, even if he can't turn stones into gold, isn't it very simple to get some tricks or something?

What's more, Qin Xuan saw that this guy said that he was so awesome, as if everyone in the world wanted to know him, how could a big man of this level be able to do both!