"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"You two sit in the back!"

Li Tong and Pu Shu were talking softly, and a rude voice fell from the sky.

I saw a thin and short middle-aged man slashing across the knees of the people around him, and came to Li Tong and scolded.

"Hurry up to the back, this is reserved for VIP!

The person in charge of the scene immediately ran over, glanced at the middle-aged man, and said to Li Tong and them with some embarrassment: "There are still many positions behind, why don't you move the two of you?"

Li Tong was angry when he heard this, everything has a first come, first come, first come, I have never heard of watching children's painting competitions and VIP.

If there is a VIP in the toilet, is it that Li Tong pulls it halfway, and he has to lift his pants to make way for him?

"His name is written on this son, why did he move it?"

Li Tong was about to have a seizure, when Pu Shu beside him suddenly held down his hand.

"You ......"

Li Tong is unrelenting, he is most annoyed by this kind of practice that is all over the world.

Pu Shu directly pinched Li Tong's hand and dragged him to the back seat.

Just as Li Tong and the others walked out of their position, a middle-aged man with a big belly walked over under the escort of two or three people and sat directly in Li Tong's position.

"Wang, this location is good, the view is right in front of Wang Baobao, you can sit at ease. ”

The young man wiped the stool with his sleeve and beckoned him to sit down.

"What the hell?" Li Tong snorted and reluctantly followed Pu Shu.

After the two of them found a place to sit down, Pu Shu said to Li Tong: "That person just now is Director Wang of the Ministry of Culture, don't you know?"

"Wang?" Li Tong was surprised, and then said honestly, "I don't know." ”

"Hmm. I used to hold concerts in Beijing, and my agent dealt with him about some performance matters. Pu Shu put on a cap and said in a low but firm voice, "He is a difficult person." ”

"Oh. ”

Li Tong glanced at the hairstyle of the barbed wire on both sides of the skating rink in the middle of the king's place from a distance, and estimated that he was almost sixty people.

"Dwarf oil, the king of the Ministry of Culture has finally arrived!"

Behind Li Tong, there was the sound of two parents talking.

"What king?"

"Wang Chubei of the Ministry of Culture, his son Wang Baobao and my children are in the same class. ”

"I also heard that the one with the highest demand for the award this time is this one named Wang Baobao, and the child of a leader of the Ministry of Education is called Liu Muyang. ”

"You're so well informed! I don't understand anything. ”

"Hey, we kids are learning to draw from a tutor, so we know. You don't know it's normal!"

"Oh, that's it. Is your tutor expensive?"

"Hey, don't mention it! It's expensive! 1000 an hour. ”

"I'm dripping horses~~ The one on my child is only 1000 a month. ”

"No way, aren't we all for the sake of the children......"

Li Tong frowned a little disgustingly.

It is said that in this era, it is difficult to produce a noble son from a poor family, and the future of the child depends on Lao Tzu's career.

A little painting contest is so smoky.

Li Tong looked at the field of vision from the position just now, and sure enough, there was a chubby little boy with not too strong hair, and his eyebrows and eyes looked a little like that middle-aged child who was painting.

Li Tong looked at the little boy's painful expression on his brows and clumsy posture, and knew that this child was definitely a product of exam-oriented education.

"Left front! Professor William is here!"

Someone in the pile shouted, and everyone looked in that direction.

Sure enough, a crooked nut with a white beard and a bit like Marx walked into the venue, surrounded by a group of staff.

Professor William is a tall man, with gray hair, and a very powerful aura everywhere he goes, and he is worthy of being a tenured professor at the University of Berkeley.

Li Tong took a look at Baidu, this professor William majored in aesthetics and art education, and is also a painter, and once held his own solo exhibition at the MOMO Museum of Art in the United States.

"Wang, this is Professor William invited by the United States. ”

In the front seat, a thin middle-aged man pointed to Professor William and introduced to Wang.

"Well, is it famous?"

"It's quite famous in the United States. This time, for the sake of the baby, our department spent a lot of money to invite him. ”

"Well, well done. ”

"But......" The thin middle-aged man stopped talking with some concern.

"But what?" Wang asked casually while staring at the figure of his old son Wang Baobao painting.

"This old man is very strange, saying that he is only willing to be a judge and does not accept private tutoring. So......" replied the thin middle-aged man tremblingly.

Wang Chu pressed his hand on the surface, signaling the middle-aged man not to say any more, but in his heart, 10,000 alpacas roared by.

Speaking of which, this famous professor was invited for nothing!

Originally, Wang Chu wanted to use the name of the children's competition to invite well-known American professors to the relationship, and it was a matter of passing to tutor Wang Baobao in private.

Take the opportunity of tutoring to get acquainted with this professor, and it will not be a matter for Wang Baobao to apply to Berkeley in the future.

But this guy, things have made these eight calves mess up.

Wang Chu suppressed his displeasure, lowered his head and whispered to the middle-aged man: "What about the award......

"You can rest assured of this!" the middle-aged man patted his chest and packed the ticket, "There are a total of ten judges, nine of them are our own people, even if Professor William doesn't vote for the baby, the baby's first place this year is stable." ”

"Yes. Wang Chu nodded in satisfaction.

After a while, the two hours of painting time passed before I knew it.

The children in the field began to hand in their papers.

Little Orange looked at the cement slab in front of her, and was a little difficult.

Li Tong is also very anxious, oh no, how did he forget this stubble!

He sent the little orange in, but what should he do if he handed in the papers?

Xiao Tiancheng held on to the painted cement slab, and looked for Li Tong with her eyes helplessly.

Li Tong could only be anxious outside the field, but the staff in front of him just stopped him and didn't let him in.

"Then how can he get in?" Li Tong questioned, pointing to the king not far away.

"He is the royal department of the Ministry of Culture, and he came to inspect it. The staff thought that Li Tong was a fool and said perfunctorily.

"Bullshit inspection!"

Li Tong secretly took a sip, only to see that Wang Bao walked up to Wang Baobao and picked up his painting to look left and right, as if he was helping him check whether the name and number were written.

Looking at the scene, Li Tong really had no choice but to call the system in his heart.

"System, system! Do you have a strong charm or anything like that?"

After a few seconds, the system replied: "Host, yes, yes." But what are you going to give me in exchange?"

Li Tong didn't want to think about it, so he replied: "Whatever, what do you love." ”

"Then the intimacy with Bai Mengting is -100?"

"This ......"

Li Tong hesitated for a moment, but saw that Xiao Tiancheng's tears were already rolling in his eyes, so he gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay, okay, take it! Take it! Hurry up and equip Xiao Tiancheng with the strong charm." ”

"Okay. The system readily agreed, and let out a sinister laugh.

"Laugh at the yarn!

Immediately, Li Tong saw a blue-purple light flying towards the little sweet orange......