It is about five streets away from the Qiankun National Art Museum. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A relatively gorgeous community business service, not long ago just opened a new national art museum, called the Tiger Roar National Art Museum.

At this time, inside the interior of this Guoshu Museum, in the gorgeously decorated office, Chen Hu, the director of the Tiger Roaring Guoshu Museum, mysteriously put down the phone in his hand, and then shouted to the door: "What are you doing?" ”

"Curator, we're all waiting for you to hang up."

"Curator, can we come in?"

"Curator, if there's nothing going on, then we'll just open the door and come in."

Director Chen Hu has a problem, that is, he doesn't like others to eavesdrop on his phone, once he shows up, he will be beaten violently, or he will be directly abolished and driven out of the Tiger Roar National Art Museum.

So whenever I saw Chen Hu answering the phone, the people in the Tiger Roar National Art Hall were hiding as far as they could.

"Come in."

Hearing the inquiry of his subordinates, Chen Hu nodded indifferently and said, "I have already finished the call." ”

"Yes."

After receiving Chen Hu's instructions, the management of the Qiankun Guoshu Hall outside the door walked in one after another.

"Curator."

"Hmm!"

Nodding in agreement, Director Chen Hu said, "I asked you to send a post, how did you do?" ”

"Curator Hui, we have successfully completed the matter of asking us to send a prayer post. The entire Guoshu Cultivation Hall in the entire district has basically received our greetings. ”

"But anyone doesn't want to participate?"

"Yes, but I've already arranged for someone to come to them in person to understand the situation."

"How's the situation going?"

"They called it a misunderstanding, so the day after our people left, they decided to participate in the exchange conference of the Guoshu Pavilion held by us, and they were willing to listen to the arrangements of our Tiger Roar Guoshu Pavilion."

"Good."

Hearing his subordinate's answer, Chen Hu said with a satisfied face: "By the way, what is the situation of the Qiankun National Art Pavilion that I have been paying attention to all your time?" ”

"After you explained to us before, we sent the prayer post, but their curator was not there, only a female disciple with a false footstep was there, and accepted the worship post."

The management of the Tiger Roar National Art Pavilion, who was in charge of investigating the intelligence, said with a cautious face: "So after we handed him the post, she didn't reply positively, but I guess she wouldn't refuse our invitation, right?" ”

"That's good."

Chen Hu sneered, obviously he was still quite confident in his prestige, so he said to his henchman: "Calculate the time, it's almost time for us to hold this dinner, let's go out now." ”

"Yes."

"Listen to the curator."

Under Chen Hu's orders, the entire Tiger Roar National Art Hall went to the place where the dinner was held this time.

……

On the street near the Great White Building.

A group of people, using the muscles of their upper body, slowly walked forward.

"What do you think this group is going to do?"

"When I look at the clothes on their bodies, it seems that all of them are national art cultivators."

"Since the beginning of martial arts and TV series, this group of people who are not doing their jobs have begun to learn what national arts. But in this world, there is no real national art, only some garbage kung fu with fists and legs. ”

"I can't control it, this group of people don't agree with each other, so they start fighting. You and I can't withstand their violent blows. ”

The ordinary people on the left and right, when they saw the people from the National Art Hall dispatching one after another, retreated one after another, and did not dare to come forward to communicate.

In this way, these people finally met on the way outside the Great White Building.

"Director Ling, are you here too?"

"No, no, this river crossing raptor is a bit of a fierce mess, my old bones, it's okay to live a few more years."

"Oops, both curators are here."

"Director Qi, you are at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, why did you choose to participate in this banquet in the Great White Building."

"Ahem......"

Hearing the acquaintance's inquiry, the Curator Qi smiled awkwardly and didn't continue to say anything.

But thinking about the recent rumors, they probably guessed something.

Chen Hu was just appointing his subordinates, and he had already beaten the surrounding Guoshu Pavilions to pieces, and no one dared to provoke them anymore.

In this way, the curators of the National Art Museum walked forward with a heavy heart.

The big white building is not far from the Qiankun Guoshu Museum, and the things that happened there in the big white building will be passed back to the Qiankun Guoshu Museum immediately.

"More than eighty percent of the surrounding Guoshu Pavilions have basically gone to the Great White Building."

"The rest of the 212 Cheng Guoshu Pavilion are basically people who are open or want to change careers, so they don't have a Bird and Tiger Roaring Guoshu Pavilion."

"Do we need to come out now?"

"Sister Zhao, what do you see?"

One by one, the people from the Qiankun National Art Hall looked at Zhao Xinran on the side.

When Li Lianlong and Lei Tiandong were not there, the only person who took the idea of the Qiankun National Art Pavilion was Zhao Xinran. So they are accustomed to asking Zhao Xinran first.

"I don't know."

Zhao Xinran smiled bitterly, when had he ever encountered such a difficult problem, so she turned around and asked her best friend, "Has Lei Tiandong gotten up?" ”

Zhuge Qingmei shook her head and said, "No, it seems that she is still sleeping." ”

"Then wait."

Hearing Zhuge Qingmei's answer, although Zhao Xinran wanted to go, it was better to sell it to Chen Hu first. But Lei Tiandong didn't get up, and Zhao Xinran couldn't let people go alone, so he could only wait.

I waited for nearly an hour.

When the clock pointed to a quarter past seven, in Lei Tiandong's room, there was a voice stretching his waist and snorting: "The bed in the National Art Hall is comfortable, and I won't be happy to get up when I go there." ”

Crunch.

With Lei Tiandong's words, he finally opened his door and walked out.

As a result, as soon as he came out, he saw Zhao Xinran and others staring at him, so he couldn't help but say embarrassedly: "I will be embarrassed if you look at me like this." ”

"Didn't you say you would get up on time at seven?"

Zhao Xinran said dissatisfiedly: "It's a quarter past seven now." ”

"Oh, it's only a quarter of an hour late, so there's no hurry."

Lei Tiandong shrugged his shoulders indifferently, then took out his toothbrush and brushed his teeth without any scruples.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the surrounding Qiankun National Art Pavilion turned their heads one by one, not wanting to continue watching.

After tossing for nearly a quarter of an hour, Lei Tiandong walked up to Zhao Xinran and the others with full energy and said, "It's almost, let's go out and take a look at the Tiger Roar National Art Museum, what kind of capital is there, dare to call our Qiankun National Art Museum." "() "Bloody National Art" only represents the author's Hua Xin's point of view, if you find that its content violates the content of national laws and conflicts, please delete it, and the position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

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