"Waste of time!" Wagner got into the carriage with the support of his entourage, angrily pestle the bottom of the carriage with his cane, and made a bang, "Drive!" ”

"Master, are you going to the Model Masters Guild?" Accustomed to the temper of his master, the coachman asked respectfully.

"Well, I'm going to go over and discuss the agenda of the tournament in the afternoon." He took off his gentleman's hat, wiped the sweat stains on his forehead with a white handkerchief, and folded the handkerchief squarely into his pocket, "Tell me that there are very good models for me to see, but they are rubbish of this level!" Wasted my morning! ”

"You also made an appointment with Mr. Garcia in the evening to discuss the matter." The servant in the car reminded in a whisper, "Mr. Garcia has made an appointment with you two days ago. ”

"Garcia?" Wagner frowned slightly, and later remembered at the prompting of his entourage that it was his own mid-level modeler who was also a judge, "It's him." ”

Even though he hasn't been dating Lawson Garcia for a long time, the other party is serious and responsible, and he is a competent modeler. However, the talent is not particularly outstanding, and it is estimated that it will stop at the intermediate level.

Although the other party's level is not high, as the father of Jackie Chan, he has paved a way out for his child. Every day, three or four dinner invitations were delivered to his home, and Wagner knew very well what the other party was planning, and this invitation must have something to do with his son, who was a guest with him.

Wagner had seen his son model, that kid had only passed the beginner intermediate level not long ago, and his control over the white model had just stabilized, and he could skillfully give certain materials, and some special materials could not be controlled by the other party. Although he worked very hard, he couldn't force this thing to come by, but if he kept trying hard and didn't give up, he might be able to surpass his father's achievements.

Wagner's recruits were very selective, not only talented, but also very hard-working. This kid definitely doesn't have a chance, but for the sake of the other party's diligence, a little guidance is okay.

"Sir?" I haven't heard my master's reply for a long time, and my entourage is a little confused.

"yes, I see." Putting the gentleman's hat back on, Wagner closed his eyes and rested.

There were more important things to do in the afternoon, and he had to hurry up and recharge.

Wagner attaches great importance to this competition, which is one of the important ways to select excellent modelers. Compared to other professions, there are very few people with modeling talents, and if you don't pay attention to the inheritance of knowledge and the cultivation of the next generation, sooner or later you will end up with no successor.

This tournament has to be foolproof.

By the way, what's that kid's name?

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"Zia."

The scenery outside the car window kept speeding away, and Lawson sat opposite Zia, looking at each other with a stern expression, "I have an important meeting in the afternoon, and when I meet with Mr. Wagner, I will mention tonight's dinner." ”

"Yes, father." Zia sat upright in the carriage and listened intently to Lawson's teachings.

'There's not much time left, you have to take your chances and try to learn useful techniques from Mr. Wagner before the rematch. Mr. Contests is very important, and I guess he intends to select students in the contest. ”

Hearing this, Zia's eyes lit up, "I understand." ”

Becoming a student of an advanced modeler is definitely a shortcut to the top. After a few days of contact, Zia saw that Wagner's affairs were very busy, and he had to wait for several days to be invited.

He knew very well what was at stake, and tonight's dinner was crucial, and he had to make a deep impression on the other party.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, as soon as he saw Zia's expression, Lawson knew the other party's thoughts, and he sighed silently in his heart.

How many catties and taels his son has, as a father, he naturally understands it very well. From the contact a few days ago, he also saw that Wagner didn't mean to take a fancy to Zia at all, and the reason why he mentioned his willingness to accept disciples was just a big pie hanging on Zia's head, which could only be seen and not eaten, and could not be eaten.

Although he didn't have the opportunity to become a master apprentice of a famous teacher, if Zia's performance was very outstanding in this competition, there might be other famous teachers who took a fancy to him, and this would be a good opportunity for future development.

has lost a son, and the remaining one as his successor naturally wants to give him the best.

"Even if it's not for this competition, think for your own future." Looking at the face that was seven or eight points like himself, Lawson said earnestly.

"I remember, father." Zia nodded obediently, and seeing that Lawson was no longer speaking, he turned his head to look out the window at the rapidly receding street scene.

The speeding carriage stopped in front of the pure white building after a while, and Zia followed his father into the building, but he didn't expect to see Wagner at the door. I saw that the other party was saying something to the people around him with an angry expression, and he didn't pay attention to their arrival at all.

"Why is it stored in this old way?! Didn't you propose to change it in the last session? Why hasn't it been changed yet?! The reprimand of the bell echoed in the quiet lobby, and the person in charge, who was usually high-spirited, stood in place and didn't dare to hum for a while, but nodded yes only in a resigned manner.

"Your Excellency, you don't know, the number of applicants this time is higher than in previous years, and there are no longer enough special containers to load the works, so-"

"How did you evaluate the preparations? How could there be such a big mistake! Wagner blew his beard and glared angrily, and his cane rattled on the floor.

The person in charge was sweating profusely and had a bitter face. At that time, according to the number of applicants in the previous session, the container was made, and half of it was deliberately made. But this time, the number of auditions was twice as large as the previous one, and there were not even enough spare containers.

"However, the large number of applicants this time also shows that the development momentum of this industry is good, and it should be happy, in my opinion, this is all the result of your leadership." The dog-legged flattered Wagner, and now he only begged the other party to quickly dissipate his anger so as to save what little face he had left.

"Don't talk to me about these useless things!" However, the other party did not eat this set, and Wagner glared at the other party, "What do you do with the rest of the works?" ”

"According to the method of the previous session—"

"Your Excellency, you're so early." At this moment, Lawson walked forward with his cane and bowed to the other man.

"Your Excellency Wagner." Seeing the worshipper, Zia's excited cheeks turned crimson, but he still couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart.

"Well, good afternoon." Wagner nodded slightly, then turned back to the person in charge and instructed, "Pay attention to the custody of the work, there can be no more problems." ”

The person in charge nodded yes, and it was like a general amnesty.

"Makes you laugh." Wagner straightened his neat neckline and turned to walk towards the office in the depths.

"What does it take to make a big fuss? Is it about the competition? Lawson quickened two steps to follow suit, and Zia followed suit.

"Hmph, they even dare to use the method of the previous session to store their works." Speaking of it, he was angry, and Wagner was so angry that the two mustaches on his face trembled.

"Last term?" Lawson wanted to say something, but he half-lowered his eyes and gave Zia a look.

Zia was very clever and immediately saluted, "Father, I have some materials that need to be consulted in the library." ”

"Go ahead." Lawson nodded, and turned back to discuss it with Wagner.

Zia, who was sent away, read a book in the library for a while, and then became bored, so he strolled around the backyard, a little puzzled by his father's evasive attitude just now.

Why is Mr. Wagner so angry about the methods of the previous term? What can't anyone know? What happened to the last edition? What was the previous storage container?

Just as he was wandering aimlessly, he actually ran into an unexpected person.