When Xu Hu heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Liu Yimeng in surprise, and was amazed by Liu Yimeng's keen senses.

He didn't expect that this Liu Yimeng would still be a national martial artist, and what he didn't expect was that the other party had such a deep understanding of the so-called art.

Xu Hu thought about it and shook his head gently.

"Master Yimeng, I want to exchange ideas with you on the four arts."

Hearing Xu Hu's request, Liu Yimeng couldn't help but show surprise.

"Just call me a dream."

"And! Where did you know my name, didn't they tell you about my Liu Yimeng's attainments in the four arts? ”

Looking at Liu Yimeng's smiling expression, Xu Hu's heart was shocked.

He heard from Liu Yimeng's words that Liu Yimeng had a strong confidence in his artistic attainments.

The look Xu Hu showed let Liu Yimeng know that Xu Hu really didn't know anything about his own affairs.

Seeing this, Liu Yi couldn't help but sigh lightly, "Do you see that peony bush over there?" ”

When Xu Hu heard this, he looked in the direction of Liu Yimeng's finger.

There is a peony bush surrounded by bees and butterflies.

Wrong!

Xu Hu looked at it intently, and was shocked to find that the peony bush was actually a flower outlined on the wall.

Xu Hu, who understood, couldn't help but look at Liu Yimeng with horror.

However, in the next second, the frightened gaze on Xu Hu's face disappeared without a trace.

Liu Yimeng kept paying attention to the expression on Xu Hu's face.

Originally, she was still complacent about the horror in Xu Hu's eyes, but the horror on Xu Hu's face quickly disappeared, and a confident smile appeared instead.

Liu Yimeng was also a little confused about Xu Hu's path.

Could it be that this Xu Hu also has the same artistic talent as her?

However, Liu Yimeng thought about it for a moment, and felt that even if Xu Hu had a talent that was not inferior to her in painting, the talent in piano and chess books was not necessarily as good as her.

Thinking of this, Liu Yimeng's eyes showed a look of unyielding, and he said again.

"Look at that again! I fused the chess game of Guoshu Will and Go, maybe crack? ”

Liu Yimeng pointed to the chessboard on the other side, a chessboard placed on a coffee table, revealing a proud look.

Xu Hu looked at Liu Yimeng's direction again, and the moment he saw the chess game on the chessboard.

Xu Hu suddenly saw a national art master with many Bao Dan realms, brandishing his sword and rushing towards him.

This is an illusion of will, and Xu Hu, who is also a master of Baodan, is naturally not afraid.

But Xu Hu felt a little angry, the other party actually asked her to watch this chess game, in case he was an ordinary person, wouldn't he be injured.

Thinking of this, Xu Hu decided to thwart Liu Yimeng's spirit.

"Star position, break one and retreat three, Tianyuan enters three ......"

As Xu Hu pronounced the Go terms word by word, Liu Yimeng was stunned for a second, and then showed a rather curious look at Xu Hu.

Xu Hu just said not only Black's cracking moves, but also white's chess moves!

Moreover, there are eight kinds of them in a row!

Liu Yimeng really felt a little frustrated, and the well-arranged chess game was cracked by Xu Hu in this way.

"Come again!" Liu Yimengjiao snorted, and pointed at it again.

"I wrote the Qin Gu Script!"

Xu Hu looked in the direction of Liu Yimeng's finger again, and there was a calligraphy slippery with a big character written on it—Qin!

This Qin character is rich in the meaning of slaughter, not only integrating the way of national arts, but also integrating the author's will into the word.

From the pen and ink on it, which had not completely dried up, Xu Hu knew that this character was only written today.

What's even more terrifying is that the moment Xu Hu saw this word, he felt the will of a Baodan Grandmaster coming.

That will is Liu Yimeng's will, holding a pair of swords, fluttering, and about to behead Xu Hu.

Xu Hu tried to cheer up his spirit and forcibly detached himself from the artistic conception, but he still couldn't help but take half a step back.

After waking up, Xu Hu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This Liu Yimeng's integration of national martial arts into the book is indeed meritorious.

However, this does not mean that Xu Hu's attainments in calligraphy are not as good as Liu Yimeng, you must know that Xu Hu's four arts at this time can already come from Liu Yimeng, how can he be inferior to her!

Therefore, Xu Hu's difference is not this, but in the cultivation of national arts.

Even so, Xu Hu couldn't help but be very surprised when he looked at Liu Yimeng.

This Liu Yimeng looks like he is only in his twenties, but compared to him, he can be said to be a person who is open, but he is not bad, but even more than a few points.

Seeing that Xu Hu was finally slightly inferior, Liu Yimeng's eyes showed a childlike happy look.

With such clear eyes, Xu Hu's heart fluttered.

Seeing this, Liu Yi covered his mouth and chuckled, and finally pointed at his hand again.

"And one of the pianos, do you want to compare?"

When Xu Hu heard this, he pursed his lips.

"It's not a match, it's a draw."

Liu Yimeng just shows this, it can be seen that she is highly skilled, has excellent talent in the way of art, and is extraordinary.

Even if Xu Hu obtained the other party's four arts attainments, he didn't want to be more aggressive at this time.

It's not that I don't want to, it's just that it's not necessary.

One more enemy is better than one more friend, there is no need to hate Liu Yimeng because of this matter.

Thinking of this, Xu Hu arched his hand towards Liu Yimeng.

"That's all for today, and I'll visit another day."

"It's boring!"

Liu Yimeng looked at the back of Xu Hu leaving and pursed his lips.

……

At this time, it is getting dark.

In a high-end art park in the magic capital, a taxi stopped at the entrance of the art park.

A young man in a Mojia uniform got out of a taxi with a thick black suitcase in his hand and walked quickly into the park.

When the young man entered the park, he did not have any interest in watching art, but went straight to the office of the art park.

It was 10 p.m., and there were hardly any people in the park, let alone the offices.

When the young man came to the office, he threw his suitcase into the corner and walked away quickly.

After leaving the park, the young man took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Dad, it's done, don't worry!"

After making the call, the young man stopped the car directly and left directly.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit appeared outside the office, looked around, and then entered the office.

The middle-aged man walked straight to the corner in the office and opened the suitcase, which was full of bundles of pink banknotes.

Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man closed the box and left the office with the box in tow.

Ten minutes later, another young man wearing a Morchy uniform and carrying a backpack appeared by the window outside the office and took a camera with a flashing red dot from the window.

Then the young man went straight to the entrance of the park and joined up with another young man who was also wearing a Mojia uniform, both holding a small camera in their hands.

The two of them found a corner, took a laptop out of their backpack, and uploaded what they had captured from the camera to the computer.