Gu Anxi closed his cell phone.

I haven't spoken for a long time.

Bo Xichen sat down at the desk and dialed Feng Mian's phone number and asked him to come over.

After hanging up the phone, he asked Gu Anxi to sit on the sofa.

Bo Xichen gently played with his phone with his fingers. The ten fingers were as slender as jade, and even Gu Anxi was instantly lost.

Bo Xichen looked at her: "Everyone got zero points? Is his professional knowledge very poor?"

Feng Mian came over at this time, holding a lot of reference books in his hand: "Young Master Bo, this is what you want."

Thirty-four books.

Bo Xichen signaled him to put it down, then looked at Gu Anxi: "Is there any problem?"

Gu Anxi leaned on the sofa, resting her face on her elbow, looking at him.

Bo Xichen lowered his eyes and curled up slightly with his finger holding the phone: "You call me uncle, I have to take responsibility."

Gu Anxi's voice was weak: "That's screaming."

He stared at her without saying anything.

Fengmian was in chaos on the side.

Little... uncle?

Young Master Bo asked Gu Anxi to call him uncle, his parents were not...

Feng Mian's heart was beating violently, and she didn't dare to let out any more.

Before, I only thought that Bo Shao was because Gu Anxi was interesting. He met him several times and happened to be a patient's family again, but now he doesn't think so.

Bo Shao clearly has a plan.

This step by step really makes things feel silent.

When Feng Mian was shocked, Bo Xichen had already picked a few books and threw them to Gu Anxi: "Look at these books first, ask if you don't understand."

As he said that, he looked at Feng Mian: "He helped me check Mr. He's itinerary, and if you have time, please come to Qingcheng."

Feng Mian swallowed his saliva: "Old He? Why are you here for me?"

Bo Xichen flipped through the book casually, "Please come over and guide Gu Anxi to the basic painting method."

Feng Mian is about to faint. Any teacher can teach this basic method. Isn’t it a waste of talent to let Mr. He teach?

Bo Xichen looked sideways: "I'll call myself."

He Laoben has no friendship with him, after all, there is a difference in age, but He Lao and his father are very close. Bo Xichen is his junior, so it is nothing more than to ask the elders to come and talk.

Feng Mian let out a breath and looked at Gu Anxi beside him.

God chooses, this girl probably doesn’t know what she was hit by?

If you get favor from Bo Shao, what can you do?

The Bo family is the most powerful place in the North City and the leader of the four major families. But Bo Shao is famous for not being close to the girl.

Why did you fall in love with such a small wood?

Small wood is beautiful, but it doesn’t like to talk or laugh, don’t you feel bored?

Gu Anxi stared at Bo Xichen, "Old He? Is that old He from Beicheng?"

Bo Xichen nodded, walked to the sofa and sat down, reached out to rub her intentions: "Study hard, and Mr. He is rarely accepted for disciples."

Gu Anxi's expression was quite strange, and she whispered: "He has a big disciple!"

"Yes." Bo Xichen didn't hide his identity very much, "I heard from my father that Mr. He liked his apprentice very much, and he was said to be very talented."

Gu Anxi nodded again in a vague way, and then began to read the information.

Bo Xichen was looking at his own documents.

Feng Mian sighed: Is this considered a relationship?

He looks like it!

At noon, Gu Anxi had a meal directly at Bo Xichen's place and started class at 2:00 p.m.
Chapter completed!