"This is not a matter. Dingchao dares to disagree. Let me see how I deal with him." The old professor glared: "Yu Fei, don't worry, I can decide your affairs. This matter will be settled. Once Yali recovers, you will get married soon."

The old guy is more anxious than anyone else.

Yu Fei was sweating coldly, making it seem as if An Yali couldn't get married. As for such an exaggeration?

"Cough cough cough..." Yu Fei coughed violently and quickly changed the topic: "Professor Ou, let's not talk about this anymore. I have some private matters to you, please help me."

"A small matter is based on your kindness to help An's family. If you have anything, just say it. As long as I, the old man, can do my best." Professor Ou said firmly.

"Thank you, professor. I want you to introduce an expert professor in archaeology. I don't know if you know people in this field." Yu Fei thought, since Old Man Ou is a university professor, I guess he knows the professors of archaeology research in the university.

"Do you know about archaeology?" The old guy was surprised. This boy knew calligraphy and his calligraphy skills were higher than him. Does he even know about archaeology? He was simply a peerless versatile talent.

"No, no, no." Yu Fei waved his hand quickly: "I have something, I want to ask an expert in this field to take a look."

Yu Fei refers to the treasure map.

He had almost forgotten this picture. This time he went to Shak Town to save Liang Zhengwu, but was brought up by the Japanese devil Ozawa, and then he remembered it.

"Oh, it's an identification of antiques. This is a small matter. I know an expert in archaeology. Let's go, and I'll take you there." Professor Ou was about to leave, but suddenly said: "By the way, have you brought something?"

Yu Fei patted his body: "It's with you."

"Then there is no problem. Yahui, I'll leave it to you. I'll see your father and Yali when I have time." Professor Ou greeted and took Yu Fei to the private car outside and left.

...

West China University, the highest institution of learning in West China.

There is a small hill behind the university called Jingshan.

In the eyes of villagers, the mountains in this big city are higher flat lands, not any mountain.

There is a villa area on the mountain called Kingsoft Villa.

This villa area was built by Andingchao's alma mater and is specially provided to scholars and professors who have made outstanding contributions to the university.

Professor Ou also has his own small villa. At this moment, he asked the driver to park his car in the parking garage of the villa and took Yu Fei toward another small villa.

When he knocked on the door and entered the room, the nanny who opened the door saw that it was Professor Ou, he quickly invited him in, and then went in to report.

"Oh, I said Lao Ou, what wind has blown you." Amid the excited screams, a short old man with messy hair and white hair came out in a pair of slippers and greeted him "slap" and made Yu Fei frown when he saw it.

He thought that professors should be like Professor Ou, dressed neatly and combed meticulously, so as to keep his style as a professor. Who knew he was such a sloppy old man?

Not to mention Yu Fei, Professor Ou frowned: "I said Lao Gu, can't you dress neatly and clean yourself up?"

Don’t underestimate this guy. He looks unpretentious and sloppy. He is the top professor of archaeology at West China University. None of them, and he is also the authority in the archaeology industry in the entire West China Province.

Because he is addicted to his academic and archaeology, this person does not care about his image at all.

Yu Fei expressed his understanding that most talented people have a very unique personality, and many of this personality are reflected in their own image.

This Professor Gu is such a person.

"Oh, Lao Ou, we have been friends for decades, and you don't know me. If you spend time cleaning up these things, you might as well study more academics. Besides, it will be messy when cleaning up, so why do you need to clean up?" This set of fallacies makes people speechless.

In fact, Yu Fei is also the kind of person who doesn’t care much about his image. He doesn’t care what he wears at all, but at least he cares about his neat dress, just to resist the things he wears. Compared with this old man, he has to be at a disadvantage.

Professor Ou smiled bitterly and lowered his voice: "I'm bringing a child to see you today. Isn't this embarrassing for me?"

"Little boy?" Professor Gu was stunned, and his eyes looked at Yu Fei who was following in afterwards: "Are you talking about this young man?"

As for Yu Fei's age, it is not an exaggeration to say that the two old guys are "children".

"Hello Professor Gu." Yu Fei hurriedly greeted him politely.

The ancient man's face immediately collapsed: "I said Lao Ou, you don't know that my time is precious, so how can I have time to meet these children?"

"Oh, stop talking nonsense, do you dare not give me face, right?" Old Ou also lost his face.

"Ahem, how can I give you face? Please come in and have tea." The old man welcomed the two into the living room, and ordered the nanny to serve tea.

Professor Gu is worthy of being an archaeologist. Even in this living room, there are a lot of antiques, and there are many precious calligraphy and paintings posted on the wall. One of them is a nomination by Professor Ou, which should be Ou’s masterpiece.

Old Man Ou’s calligraphy and paintings are quite precious, and he actually entered the house at the ancient man’s house.

Seeing Yu Fei staring at his calligraphy and painting, Old Man Ou hesitated for a moment, approached Yu Fei and asked quietly, "Yu Fei, this calligraphy and painting is my masterpiece not long ago, and it is my most proud work. As a result, it was occupied by this old guy. Do you think it's okay?"

His font has made leap progress after Yu Fei's "instructions". This calligraphy and painting is the best work after the progress.

"Well, it has a bit of charm. If that stroke is slightly longer and the stroke is slightly hooked inside, it would be better." Yu Fei commented.

"Yes, why didn't I expect it?" Old Man Ou slapped his thigh hard: "Let's go, go to my house, and give me a few more calligraphy and paintings."

"Hey, didn't you come to my house?" the ancient man asked strangely.

"Uh, right." Old Man Ou suddenly realized: "Yu Fei, if you have something, please let Old Man Gu look at it, and then go to my house immediately."

"Wait, I heard it right just now, Lao Ou. Are you saying, this kid is guiding you to calligraphy and painting? He knows calligraphy and painting, and he has reached the height of being able to guide you?" The ancient guy looked shocked and disbelief, looking at the old and young in front of him as if he was looking at two monsters.

Professor Ou glared at me: "Is there anything strange? Is it strange? In our industry, those who are capable are teachers. Is it as for such a fuss?"

With a "gul", the ancient man squirmed hard and squirmed his throat: "No, no, you, he..., according to your opinion, his calligraphy and painting are more powerful than you? How is it possible?"
Chapter completed!