er, Ye Fan couldn't possibly survive this. 。They, who were originally trembling with fear, now seemed to have found their courage one by one. Their eyes looking at Ye Fan were different. 。That's a kin...But can he do it himself Is it really like what Auntie Zheng said, would ShanShan be happy being with him Ye Fan shook his head. Perhaps he should get to know her better, try to step into her world, and find that unknown point deep within her soul. And then, test the medicine

And at tonight's parent-teacher meeting, we can discuss this with his teachers.

After making up his mind, Ye Fan drove a fiery red Porsche slowly on the road. After a while, it stopped next to a courtyard. The gate of the courtyard had three or two people coming in and out from time to time, showing that this place was indeed deserted.

Ye Fan glanced at the sign on the door. A few powerful and vigorous characters jumped into his eyes: Linhai City Painting and Calligraphy Association.

It's clear that these characters were written by hand. The handwriting is wild and unrestrained, showing the depth of the writer's skill.

However, no matter how good the calligraphy is, few young people today can appreciate it. This can be seen from the small number of visitors who come and go. Most of them are middle-aged people in their forties or fifties, and there are also a few elderly people with white hair. Young people are not even present.

In such a deserted calligraphy and painting association, could there really be some hidden secret

A cold and beautiful woman's face flashed in Ye Fan's mind, the corner of his mouth slightly rising.

Ye Fan parked his car and lit a cigarette, observing the flow of people coming and going. However, after a cigarette was finished, he found nothing.

Ye Fan glanced at the time, it was just five minutes past eleven, and then he took out his phone, slowly finding a number, and dialing it.

"Hello," a woman's voice answered the phone. Her tone was relaxed and pleasant.

"I'm here, where are you"

The voice on the other end of the phone was clearly surprised, "Are you at the Fine Arts Association right now I'm still at the Extraordinary Group, wait a moment, I'll be there soon."

Okay, I'll go for a walk first." Ye Fan hung up the phone and got out of the car.

The image of Ding Ran, with her alluring charm, flashed across Ye Fan's mind. He couldn't help but feel a surge of heat coursing through him, especially after their intimate encounter at the Zilai Xiang Hotel that night. Whenever Ye Fan thought about her now, he would feel a distinct sensation.

This woman is full of thorns. It seems like I'll have to stay away from her in the future. Ye Fan thought about her calm appearance afterward, although Ye Fan already knew this was just a transaction and a way between them, but on her, Ye Fan couldn't feel the kind of relationship that should exist between lovers.

Or perhaps it was simply a purely pragmatic partnership, each party getting what they wanted and nothing more. But whenever Ye Fan thought of her, he couldn't help but react, this woman was too alluring.

But Ye Fan forced himself not to think about her. A man shouldn't just be a creature driven by base desires. This was the ultimate test of a man's resilience, and Ye Fan certainly wouldn't let himself be swayed by such trivial things.

Ye Fan slowly walked into the Painting and Calligraphy Association. Inside, it was an ancient courtyard with several box rooms. The doors of each room were open, allowing one to glimpse the calligraphy and paintings inside. With Ye Fan's keen eyesight, he could even clearly see the strokes within.

It's not hard to see that these are all works by contemporary masters, including paintings and calligraphy from renowned artists in Beijing. They should be quite valuable as keepsakes, but Ye Fan's purpose wasn't here. He bypassed them all and walked straight into the main hall.

The furnishings in this hall have a distinct ancient Chinese flavor. Everything points to an obvious antique style, reminiscent of Ye Benkong's ninth courtyard.

At this time, a wide screen was used to divide the hall, giving people a more mysterious feeling behind the screen.

The hall was now thronged with people, standing in small groups. Most of them wore spectacles and had an air of learned detachment. Some even held magnifying glasses, comparing the wall hangings intently and letting out exclamations of surprise from time to time.

A sudden gasp came from behind the screen, followed by several people crowding towards it. It was obvious that something was happening inside.

Judging from the noise coming from inside, quite a few people are participating in this event.

In the calligraphy and painting association, what kind of activities could there be Could it be an auction of calligraphy and paintings Ye Fan couldn't help but squeeze into the crowd.

When he reached behind the screen, he couldn't help but be startled by the scene before him.

It turned out that behind this screen there was a hidden world. Unlike the scenery here, it gave people a sense of being surrounded by crowds at first glance.

Yes, it was packed with people. Unlike other exhibition areas, there were at least a thousand people here, and most of them were young men.

This left Ye Fan very puzzled. Why had so many young people suddenly appeared in the Painting and Calligraphy Association And looking at their appearance, they seemed very excited.

Ye Fan squeezed through the crowd and walked in. After much effort, he finally managed to find a good spot where he could see the scene in front of him. All he saw was a super large wall, covered with calligraphy and paintings. That was all there was to it.

Ye Fan was completely baffled. Even if these paintings and calligraphy were by famous artists of the present day, it shouldn't be enough to drive these young men and women to such madness, right

Ye Fan grabbed a man with pimples on his face and eagerly looking ahead, and asked: "Dude, what's going on here Why are there so many people gathered here"

That handsome young man put on an exaggerated and surprised expression, and said to Ye Fan, "Damn, brother, don't tell me you're not here for these ten princesses of Hua Xia."

Ye Fan, the princess of Huaxia, had never even heard of her. What era was this Did princesses from Huaxia still exist So Ye Fan simply shook his head.

That youthful idol seemed to let out a breath of relief and patted Ye Fan's shoulder, saying: "It's not the best, it's not the best." Looking at his attitude now, he seems to have gotten along with Ye Fan much better.

This made Ye Fan even more puzzled. But before he could say more, the young man said, “Brother, you’re lucky this time. Today, the first calligraphy guessing competition in Linhai City since ancient times will be held here. Have you seen the ten paintings hanging on the wall I won’t tell you, but each painting actually hides a beautiful woman.”

Ye Fan became interested immediately. He hadn't expected to encounter such an interesting competition today, and what did it mean that there was a beautiful woman behind the calligraphy and painting Could it mean that if he guessed correctly, he could have a pure and beautiful love affair with the beauty behind the artworkDirector Chiang, there is something I must report to you.Please visit this site