I am a blogger with good looks, what's wrong with relying on my face to crush others?

In the evening, barbecue grills, lounge chairs, and small dining tables were set up by the Fangjia Bishui Lake, all neatly arranged around the lake, and the tables were filled with countless delicious foods and drinks.

Professional chefs will come to prepare barbecue for the guests attending the lakeside party. If the guests are interested, they can also try it themselves and receive professional guidance from Michelin chefs.

The atmosphere was very good, and Fang Ke and his friends also occupied a few lounge chairs to lie down and relax.

Fang Yiling sat next to her. Instead of lying down, he took out his notebook and continued writing and drawing.

Fang Ke saw that it was getting dark, so he turned on the desk lamp beside him.

"Don't write your equation when it's so dark. It won't hurt to continue tomorrow."

Fang Yiling shook his head. "I'm not writing the equation."

Fang Ke looked at his notebook curiously, "What are you writing?"

Fang Yiling turned the notebook over and found a sketch inside. Blinking, Fang Yiling asked, "Does this look like you?"

Fang Ke: “…”

Only by looking left and right at the twisted lines could one barely make out a human figure.

"Boy, are you a student of Picasso?"

Fang Yiling, "Don't you like it?"

Fang Ke took a deep breath and said, "Tear it off and swallow it now. I can pretend that this never happened."

Fang Yiling was puzzled, "Why don't you like it? I used some tricks..."

"Skills be damned! Look at it yourself, does it look good? Do you really think you're a master of art? This painting shows that the mountain looks different from all directions, and the height and distance are different, right?"

Fang Yiling was yelled at by her and felt a little aggrieved. He said, "Look at this picture. You can tell the face shape from any direction."

"Oh my god!"

"Show me, and I'll do justice."

Zhao Qi, who was lying next to Fang Yiling, was awakened by the noise and reached out to snatch Fang Yiling's notebook.

He turned the notebook around a few times and exclaimed in admiration, "Your brother's work is truly miraculous. His abstract thinking and artistry go straight to the roof of my mouth. Even the most scribbled characters I've ever seen can't be drawn as smoothly as he does."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Ke slapped him on the head and face, "How dare you talk to my brother like that?"

Fang Ke has always been protective of her shortcomings. She can talk, but others absolutely cannot.

Zhao Qi covered his red forehead, his eyebrows drooping instantly, and said angrily, "I am also half a 'brother', why don't you treat me better?"

Fang Ke exclaimed, "You better have some shame, Master Zhao. How old are you and how old is he?"

Zhao Qi picked up the phone and said, "Hello, is this the police station? I want to change my age to a younger one. Yes, ten years younger will do..."

Fang Ke: “…”

"Why don't you just change back to your mother's womb?"

They were playing and fighting, which was unexpectedly relaxing and a rare chance to take a break from their busy schedule.

But not long after, an unexpected guest arrived uninvited.

Fang Yefan looked tired, and with a complicated expression he looked at Fang Ke and Zhao Qi from a few meters away for a long while.

Then he turned and left. Fang Ke was about to praise this guy for having some self-awareness and not coming up to cause trouble for himself, but a few minutes later, Fang Yefan came to them with a tray full of barbecue.

The tray was placed on the small table to Fang Ke's right, and Fang Yefan sat down on the chair next to her.

Fang Ke: “…”

Fang Yefan was silent for two minutes, then took the initiative to push the tray towards Fang Ke.

"Eat something? This chef is quite good."

Zhao Qi sat down on Fang Yiling's recliner and looked at the uninvited guest coldly.

Fang Ke said, "Just say whatever you want to say. We're at the Fang family today after all. I won't do anything."

Fang Yefan: “…”

Half of Fang Yefan's face seemed to be burning with pain, and he became furious when he thought of it.

"You're really capable of doing this."

For this kind of people, Fang Ke has a special set of words.

"Raise your right hand and place it on your left chest, and ask yourself the same question."

Sure enough, Fang Yefan fell silent again. He also remembered that he had beaten Fang Ke out of anger and disappointment, as well as what Wu Cong had said to him before.

Fang Yefan took a breath. "Okay, let's not talk about this. Mom just called me to the study and gave me a lecture. She said I was mean to you and had a terrible attitude. I didn't act like a brother. How about we make a deal? From now on, in the Fang family, in front of Mom and Dad, we should act like brothers and respectful younger brothers."

Fang Ke took out his sunglasses and put them on his face, directly blocking his annoying face.

Fang Yefan:.

"Four words and one word, which one do you want to hear first?"

Fang Yefan instinctively knew that there wouldn't be a response he wanted to hear. "...Can't you just say yes or no?"

"No."

"...Then please say four words first."

“Shameless…”

"Okay."

Zhao Qi helped Fang Ke finish, "Shameless."

Fang Yefan: "...Do you have the right to speak, Zhao Qi?"

Zhao Qi smiled and said, "I'll listen to you, Senior."

Fang Yefan simply rolled his eyes, "You're possessed, aren't you?"

Fang Yiling applied what he learned immediately, "Ask yourself too."

Fang Yefan: “…”

Fang Yefan felt like his liver was about to explode after talking with the three people.

He scoffed, "Then what's the remaining word? It can't be 'get out'."

Fang Ke snapped his fingers, "Bingo, but you still have to get out."

Fang Yefan: “…”

Fang Yefan stood up and said coldly, "It's really unnecessary for me to look for you."

Fang Ke suddenly said, "Wait."

Fang Yefan took two steps, sneered and turned back, "Why, have you felt guilty and realized you can't let your parents worry about you?"

Fang Ke pointed to the tray on the table and said, "Take your rations with you."

"Rations..."

"I'm afraid you'll poison me. After all, you hate me so much now."

Fang Yefan suddenly came back in three steps in anger and grabbed her arm, "Do you know how much you hate me now?"

Zhao Qi stood up instantly. Fang Yefan looked at him sarcastically, "Why are you so nervous? Are you afraid that I will hit her? Even if I really hit her, it's your turn to be punished by your brother..."

Before he could finish his words, Fang Ke slapped him in the face and silenced him.

"Fang Ke!"

Fang Yefan looked like he was going crazy.

Fang Ke spread his hands and said, "Sorry, sorry, I have PTSD and I can't help myself. When you did that, I thought you were going to hit me again."

Fang Yefan's pupils suddenly shrank and his whole body was stunned.

His expression changed several times, and finally he let go of Fang Ke's arm, turned around and left with his rations.

Fang Ke saw him throw the tray in his hand into the trash can in anger from a distance, and shook his head, "Not only did you lose the divine gold, but you also wasted food. Deduct 100 points."

Zhao Qi: “…”

Zhao Qi looked at the other person's back with a cold expression. Fang Yefan's two questions just now made him very unhappy.

Yes, he now lacks an identity, standing beside Fang Ke.

But he lowered his eyes to look at the woman who was stretching with an impeccable look on her face, and felt helpless. Maybe Fang Ke didn't need it now.

Fang Yiling quickly sketched a few people on the notebook, this time it was a real sketch.

There are four people in the picture, some lying, some sitting, some standing, some angry, some calm, and some indifferent. Each person's expression is vivid and full of charm.

After Fang Yiling finished the painting, he was probably slightly satisfied and signed a "D" in the lower left corner.