After the assessment was successfully completed, Chen Hui became the most glorious and potential restorative worker in the entire assessment with his strong and unparalleled repair ability, and received many praises and praises.

According to previous assessment practices, there will be a reception or celebration meeting after the assessment is completed. The main purpose is to celebrate the apprentices who have been promoted to restorationists. In addition, you can also contact each other's feelings, deepen communication, and strive to cooperate more in the future.

In short, it is the understanding of matching people together.

But today's assessment situation is very different from the past. Chen Hui offended almost all the restorationists, which led to the restorationists who were originally preparing to participate leaving without hesitation with his apprentice. The celebration banquet specially arranged by Gu Yuetian as a landlord became very depressed.

However, Gu Yuetian is not a vegetarian. He immediately called a group of friends to visit the celebration party. Gu Yuetian sent out a rare invitation, and all the invited people were flattered. In just half an hour, the celebration party began to become very lively.

Gu Yuetian did not want to take care of his face. The people he invited were all those who had been roaming the antique streets for a long time. Gu Yuetian specially acted as the introducer and introduced Chen Hui and Cao Shangfei to everyone present.

"You are a restorator, and you can carry out restoration activities openly in the future, which means you can make money." Xu Qingfeng sipped the red wine regardless of his image. The red wine was too weak for him. Fortunately, Gu Yuetian had a conscience and would like to thank him for accepting Chen Hui, a good apprentice, and let Cao Shangfei successfully become a restorator and prepared aged wine for him.

"Um."

Chen Hui nodded calmly. He really has no shortage of various means of making money. He is now rich in knowledge about appreciation of antiques. Without relying on the assistance of spiritual pens, he can basically judge the authenticity of antiques. He can also make a lot of money by giving people appreciation.

The appreciation is still a small amount of money. The words that appear in his spiritual pen now allow him to easily see through the internal situation of the jadeite rough stone, and to easily make a fortune. Making money is as simple as drinking water.

But Chen Hui also knew that every time he issued the word "Tun" it consumed a lot of energy and energy. Chen Hui did not dare to control the word "Tun" as he was afraid that the overdrawn body would cause serious and irreparable damage to the body!

Everyone likes making money, but it is not worth it to damage your life because of making money. Therefore, even if Chen Hui is just a guess now, he dare not do it freely. He is not short of money, so there is no need to joke about his life.

"How is the knife exercise?"

Xu Qingfeng asked with concern.

"I have almost finished practicing the word-cutting decision, and I have mastered the control."

Chen Hui answered truthfully.

So fast!

Xu Qingfeng opened his mouth in surprise, and then felt relieved. People like Chen Hui who can even handle repairing vintages, who naturally practice sword skills, which rely solely on time, will naturally not be too bad. People with high understanding will be one step ahead of others in everything they do, and he is very pleased.

"Exercise well. During the first-level restorationist exam, carving knife skills will be involved. I don't know when the assessment will be carried out, but I still hope that my apprentice can shine again and bring glory to me the old man." Xu Qingfeng laughed with anticipation.

"I must work hard."

Chen Hui replied with a smile. He promised Xu Qingfeng and Gu Yuetian to pull out the carving technique from the crescent sword technique. Xu Qingfeng helped him a lot, and he also wanted to do his best to be an apprentice to do something for the master to assess the third-level restoration master.

"You guys chat, I'll retreat." Xu Qingfeng caught a glimpse of Yu Ling walking slowly, and squeezed at Chen Hui for the disrespectful old man, and walked away decisively.

"Chen Hui, congratulations."

Yu Ling raised her wine glass and said with a smile. Chen Hui left a deep impression on him during the repair of the assessment. Her attitude of being arrogant and arrogant was fascinated by her. She didn't even notice it. She became more and more fascinated by Chen Hui.

"How can I say it? What I need is practical actions." Chen Hui then drunk, looking at the rosy face, very cute Yu Ling, and said honestly.

"What practical action."

Yu Ling's body began to get hot by Chen Hui's burning eyes. She blinked her charming eyes like mosquitoes and ants, and asked nervously.

"Dear."

Chen Hui looked at the little woman's posture exposed by Yu Ling, and suddenly his heart became even more vigorous. He wished he could turn into a wolf, and pounce on him without hesitation, and kiss him with a sweet love.

"Okay, come on."

Yu Ling proudly raised her smooth chin and opened her rosy thin lips, but the two rows of white teeth that were constantly rubbing behind her red lips made a ruddy sound.

Chen Hui's wine became a little more sober. Chen Hui liked to kiss Yu Ling, but he didn't want to kiss him. He kissed until he finally gave him a mouthful of blood. It was not suitable for any posture to try.

"Just kidding, I, Chen Hui, are a gentleman, how can I bully a weak woman?"

Chen Hui put away his smile and said with a gentleman look on his face. Seeing Yu Ling continue to bare his teeth in dissatisfaction, he was unhappy for Chen Hui's disagreement and cowards, and he didn't even try it. This made her very suspicious of Chen Hui's courage to pursue her, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Women are sometimes so conflicted.

"Growned, it's like I've snatched your bones."

Chen Hui left a word and slipped away decisively.

"You scold me..."

Yu Ling looked at Chen Hui's appearance of running away in the desert and stamped her feet in anger.

Chen Hui had just talked to the person who came over to the scene for a few words, and the phone in his pocket rang. He answered and said directly: "The assessment is very successful. I am already a restorator."

"I'm very relieved."

Wu Liang's vicissitudes were conveyed with joy.

"When did you tell me about my life experience?" Chen Hui asked in a low voice. He had asked this question for more than ten years. Unfortunately, Wu Liang kept his mouth shut and was so angry that he wanted to use violent urges.

"Don't panic, aren't you still not graduated yet? Get your graduation certificate first, and you're discussing with your excellent grades. By the way, I'll give me some money."

Wu Liang said lightly.

Chen Hui listened to the sound of asking for money with confidence, rolled his eyes and was too lazy to say it, so he hung up the phone directly. Chen Hui once doubted in his heart whether he was a child abducted by Wu Liang. The purpose of abducting himself was naturally to support him, and people were more and more likely to become worse...

Chen Hui finally took out his cell phone helplessly and transferred some money to Wu Liang. It was not out of filial piety. The purpose was to hope that Wu Liang would live well and not die suddenly, and he really didn't know his life experience.

Jinyang First People's Hospital, with luxurious decoration and high-end high-end ward, Zhang Lang stared at the LCD monitor hanging on the wall with his eyes blank, like a walking zombie.

"Zhang Lang, are you okay?"

Zhang Bin asked with concern Zhang Lang, who was wrapped in bandages, had at least twenty bones broken all over his body, and was almost penetrated by his ribs and his heart was hanged.

However, Zhang Bin, the uncle, was not as good as he was. He had just woken up from his drowsiness and was in the stage of cultivation.

In order to facilitate the care of his son and grandson, Zhang Yue transferred the two to the senior ward.

"I want to take revenge."

Zhang Lang roared hoarsely, his eyes wide open, as if he was about to jump out of his eyes.

"Who are you looking for?"

Zhang Bin said weakly.

"Chen Hui."

Zhang Lang gritted his teeth and vomited two words that made him feel unbearable. After thinking about it, Zhang Lang felt that being hit by a car must have been written by Chen Hui.

"Count me."

Zhang Bin also gritted his teeth. Now, whenever he recalls the tragic experience of being beaten by Chen Hui and others outside the Jinyang Museum, he feels like a knife. God asked him to wake up, so he must have used it to avenge him. (To be continued)
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