Mo Huasong asked the teacher, "Am I also a student of this academy now?"

"Yes, classmate Mo, if you go in casually, we won't say anything. If anyone dares to say anything or is not good for you, our school will punish them severely. The teacher nodded desperately.

Liu Lanxi was stunned, what was going on?

At noon, didn't the teacher keep saying that Mo Huasong could not be allowed to enter the school? Now he said it again.

Mo Huasong turned his head and smiled at Liu Lanxi: "Lan Xi, now that I am an auditor of your school, I can come to your school at any time." ”

"Are you looking for someone?" Liu Lanxi understood what was going on.

Sometimes, after a person has rights, it is different.

Mo Huasong smiled and said, "What do you say?" Let's go, don't think about it, I'll send you to class. ”

Liu Lanxi's heart moved, since Mo Huasong has such ability, he may be able to help her convince the dragon painter.

"Money is not a problem, as long as the dragon painter is willing to agree, one billion, there is no problem. Liu Lanxi whispered to Mo Huasong.

"I'll fix it, don't tell me about the money, mine, it's yours. Mo Huasong walked inside.

Listening to these words, Liu Lanxi felt a little useful in her heart.

When he arrived at the classroom, Mo Huasong turned around and walked towards the leisure over there. "I'm over there, you come to me after class. ”

Liu Lanxi glanced at Mo Huasong, didn't say anything, and went back to the classroom.

Sitting on the bench, Mo Huasong took out his mobile phone to call Pang Wenjun.

At noon, Mo Huasong called Pang Wenjun and said that he wanted to be an auditor at the Academy of Arts, and Pang Wenjun immediately said that there was no problem.

He can solve it directly with the city leaders, and this is just a small matter.

"Mr. Mo. Pang Wenjun saw that it was Mo Huasong calling, and his tone was respectful.

"Can you help me find a teacher at the Zhanhai Academy of Arts named Long Painter? I have a friend who wants to learn to draw from him. Mo Huasong asked.

"Mr. Mo, this dragon painter is very eccentric, and someone once asked me to find a dragon painter, but there is no way. It is said that there are many people who want to learn from the dragon painter, but he wants to see the other person's painting skills. If not, even if he kills him, he won't take it. Pang Wenjun said.

"So you might have to ask your friends to go over and find the dragon artist. "Last time the Hidden Family was there, I was looking for Pang Wenjun.

Pang Wenjun thought it was easy to solve, so he directly approached the city leaders.

didn't expect the dragon painter to directly put on such conditions, which was very embarrassing.

"That's troublesome, last time she looked for a dragon painter, but the dragon painter saw her painting skills and directly refused. Mo Huasong said worriedly.

"That's trouble. Pang Wenjun was helpless.

Mo Huasong sneered: "If you check the affairs of the dragon painter's family again, I don't believe that he has nothing to ask for?"

You can't force yourself to come to this thing, after all, if you are willing, they will teach you sincerely.

Otherwise, in the process of teaching, deliberately conceal some important techniques, and it will be useless for you to learn them.

"Okay, Mr. Mo, I will immediately send someone to investigate. Pang Wenjun said.

"Remember, no matter what the cost, I'm okay with it. Mo Huasong said.

Pang Wenjun understood that Mr. Mo's matter was his own business, and he wanted to go all out.

"I understand, I'm going to investigate now. "Mr. Mo's matter, Pang Wenjun didn't dare to say that he sent someone anymore, he wanted to go by himself.

Mo Huasong hung up his phone and continued to sit there and cultivate.

In the afternoon, Liu Lanxi got out of class, and Xiaomeng accompanied her to the leisure belt.

When she got there, Liu Lanxi caught a glimpse of Mo Huasong still sitting on the bench with a little complicated mood, and she didn't know what it was like.

When she was in class just now, she thought that there was someone waiting for her outside to get out of class, and that mood seemed to be a little good.

However, Mo Huasong always didn't go to class like this, which was not good for him, and she was a little embarrassed.

"Little dream, let's go to the hotel for dinner together. Liu Lanxi greeted Xiaomeng.

Xiaomeng glanced at Mo Huasong, shook his head and said, "I don't want to be a light bulb anymore, but he gave me a free consumption card." If I want to eat, I'll eat it myself. Mo Huasong, I handed Liu Lanxi into your hands, you can rest assured. ”

"Little dream, thank you. Mo Huasong stood up and took Liu Lanxi's pink backpack.

At first, Liu Lanxi didn't want him to take it, a big man was holding a woman's bag, what was it like?

But he was also stubborn, so he took the bag and walked outside with her.

"Hey, don't you have to go back to school?" asked Liu Lanxi.

Mo Huasong shook his head: "No, I actually have no problem if I don't take the exam." ”

"Also, what you have at home is money, not this diploma. Liu Lanxi felt the same way.

People like her in the cultivation realm don't care about this kind of worldly learning. What she wants is the drawing skills of runes to improve her strength.

Mo Huasong smiled and didn't say anything.

He wondered in his heart Liu Lanxi's identity, was she a cultivator in the world, or a person from the cultivation realm?

But now their relationship hasn't reached that point, and he won't ask.

"Aren't you afraid of being embarrassed when a man holds a woman's things?" asked Liu Lanxi strangely.

In the cultivation realm, men are definitely the powerful side, and there are some strong men, and there is more than one woman by his side.

Therefore, relatively speaking, the status of women is much worse, and they have always been dominated by men.

But now Mo Huasong is holding her woman's backpack, which seems a little unreasonable.

Mo Huasong shook his head and said, "As long as it's your thing, I don't feel ashamed." By the way, I've had people ask, it's a bit difficult with the dragon painter, but I'm thinking of other ways. ”

"Well, I find it very difficult. Liu Lanxi said.

They returned to the hotel, and as soon as they finished eating, Pang Wenjun called. "Mr. Mo, I found it. ”

"You say. Mo Huasong took his mobile phone and walked aside.

"I personally met with the dragon painter, and I brought your fame out, and he said that he wanted a hundred small black knives, otherwise he would not agree. Pang Wenjun replied.

Mo Huasong's eyes shrank, and he asked coldly, "The dragon painter is also a martial artist?"

"He's not, but his son is, I heard that it's the head of a super sect. In addition, I heard that he also has a relationship with that world. Pang Wenjun said. "Plus, he wants to see you. ”

This time, if it weren't for the dragon painter looking at the name of the Deception Master, the dragon painter wouldn't have loved him.

Alas, it seems that the name of Master Deception has made a lot of noise.

"Okay, deal. I'll go over to him later, but if he dares to come nonsense, don't blame me for being ruthless. Mo Huasong's body burst out with murderous intent.

(End of chapter)