"It seems that it is impossible for the people from the Qiankun National Art Pavilion to come. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Tao Zhuwang stood outside, feeling very bored.

So after waiting for more than ten minutes, I wanted to go back to the house and stay.

After all, there is air conditioning in the house, and there are such refreshments and food, which is much better than standing outside and being blown up by the sun.

But the curator wouldn't let him in, so he was embarrassed to go in.

Just when Tao Zhuwang was thinking about how to enter the house.

Outside the big white building, a few people walked over.

Among these people, the women are more beautiful than the other, and they travel like seven fairies. The only man, I don't know if it's because of jealousy, or what, in short, Tao Zhuwang feels that the other party is not very handsome, at most he has some masculinity.

"Who's coming?"

Tao Zhuwang stood in front and stopped the direction of the group of people and said: "Da Bailou has been contracted by us to discuss some important matters, if a few people are eating, then you can change places to eat." ”

"We're here to eat."

Lei Tiandong signaled, so Zhao Xinran on the side pouted dissatisfiedly, and took out the greeting post.

"It turns out that you are the masters of the Qiankun National Art Museum!"

When he saw the worship post in Zhao Xinran's hand, Tao Zhuwang knew who Lei Tiandong and the others were.

Originally, if it was replaced by an older person, then he would also call him senior.

But in the face of some people who were younger than him, Tao Zhuwang had no intention of calling his predecessors, but said calmly: "Since you are a master of the Qiankun National Art Museum, then please go in with me." ”

"Lead the way."

Lei Tiandong didn't bother to greet Tao Zhuwang, and directly asked Tao Zhuwang to lead the way, which made Tao Zhuwang quite dissatisfied, but he was also the eldest disciple of the Tiger Roar National Art Museum, and his status was much higher than that of ordinary curators.

But on such an occasion, he was embarrassed to fall out with Lei Tiandong, so he said: "Okay, everyone, please follow my footsteps." ”

Tao Zhuwang turned around and left, and Lei Tiandong pressed forward step by step.

This made Zhao Xinran and others, who were chasing behind, a little slower.

Fortunately, they were in a peaceful state of mind, so they didn't chase after each other, but walked and communicated at the same time.

"What do you say Lei Tiandong, what the hell is going on, how do you feel that after coming back from participating in a competition, the whole person has become different?"

"If you feel that he is not the same as before, then you must not be in the same class as him, so you feel that he has changed. But those who have been in the same class as him, when they see Lei Tiandong, who was so arrogant and domineering just now, will definitely be the same as usual, because he was like this in the past. ”

"I see, I really don't know, such a person, why would Li Lianlong submit him and put him on the second-hand transaction, isn't he afraid that Lei Tiandong will become big one day and take away his position?"

"That's what Li Lianlong is worried about, I think let's think about how to deal with Lei Tiandong's contradiction in a while."

Zhao Xinran and the others were worried, and hurriedly quickened their pace, and caught up with Lei Tiandong and Tao Zhuwang.

At this moment, Tao Zhuwang had already walked into the hall and personally introduced Chen Hu: "Curator, this is the representative of the Qiankun National Art Museum. ”

"Qiankun National Art Pavilion, what kind of National Art Pavilion is that?"

"I know that the National Art Pavilion has also been glorious, and then their old curator died in battle, and the new generation of curators has no way to manage the power, so it fell apart overnight. In the end, the geniuses in their Guoshu Pavilion walked and died, so that they continued to decline and became a nameless small Guoshu Pavilion. ”

"The Qiankun National Art Pavilion seemed to have been brilliant in the past, but the current National Art Pavilion is no longer worth mentioning, I really don't know why Director Chen Hu invited them over."

Obviously, most people don't have any sense of expectation and affection for the Qiankun National Art Pavilion, so they look at Lei Tiandong one by one very unkindly.

Faced with this scene, Lei Tiandong said with a disdainful face: "A group of stupid people don't know how great and terrible our Qiankun National Art Pavilion is, they only know that pointing fingers on the side is not worth mentioning. ”

"Who are you talking about?"

Hearing Lei Tiandong's words, the director of a national art hall jumped up and said: "Boy, don't know that you respect the old and love the young, when the old man practiced the national arts, you were still nursing in your mother's belly." ”

"Don't think that if you eat two more years of milk than Lao Tzu, you can pretend to be big in front of Lao Tzu."

Lei Tiandong's nature is released, and it doesn't matter if you are the king of heaven or the reincarnation of the Buddha. I saw Lei Tiandong staring at each other, and then directly waved his hand and said: "Get up for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has to sit down in this place." ”

The person who asked Lei Tiandong before didn't understand what was going on, but he saw Lei Tiandong waving towards him.

Seeing this scene, the old curator immediately said angrily: "Boy, you are looking for death." ”

The old curator roared angrily, and at the same time, his fists formed into a tiger and crane shape, and attacked Lei Tiandong's neck.

As soon as you make a move, it's a killer move.

It can be seen that the old curator is so ruthless when facing Lei Tiandong.

"Not good."

"I knew something was going to happen."

"Sure enough, something happened, what now?"

"What else can I do, I can only stand aside and watch, after all, a few of us are here, but we are just from the town."

Zhao Xinran and the others know very well that this time they can only rely on Lei Tiandong.

Because the cultivation of several of them was too weak, they couldn't compete with those adult seniors at all.

At this time, Lei Tiandong actually stood quietly in place, staring at the old-timer who shot at him without any resistance: "Old man, do you know that in this world, there is a kind of person who will not die if he does not die. ”

"There is also a kind of person who, once he dies, dies faster than anyone else."

What the?

Before the old curator could figure out what was going on, he saw Lei Tiandong's arm miraculously appear in front of his neck.

Boom.

The old curator's iron fist hit Lei Tiandong's arm.

As a result, Lei Tiandong's arm did not move at all, but directly returned his fingers and grabbed the old curator's fist in the palm of his hand.

Then with a slight pinch, a drop of sweat suddenly appeared on the old curator's cheek, obviously the old curator was suffering from inhuman abuse.

"Come down for me."

I only heard Lei Tiandong shout, and with such a hard pull, he dragged the old curator down, and he was still on the side, and then he was alone, sitting on the chair, looking at the mountains and saying: "I am sitting in this place now, if there is anyone who is not convinced, then you can stand up like him, then Lao Tzu will fulfill you." "() "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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