Chapter 192, Draw a Tiger Boy!

After Dong Bodhi left, Tang Chong was once again pulled to the dressing room by Bai Su's arm. Zhang Heben and Lin Huiyin were afraid of missing out on some wonderful shows, so they followed closely uninvited.

The others also wanted to come in, but saw that the iron door of the locker room was closed by Zhang Heben's 'Kuang Bell'.

"Tang Chong, are you okay?" Bai Su asked worriedly. Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come. Whether it is from the Jiang family or this person surnamed Dong, it seems that the attitude towards Tang Zhong is very strange - the little woman surnamed Dong left with unkempt hair, disheveled clothes, and a corner of her skirt rolled up, as if the two had just fornicated here.

Bai Su sniffed carefully, but didn't smell any hormones in it.

"It's fine." Tang Chapter 192, Painting Tiger Shao Year! Said with a heavy smile.

"And what's going on with your mouth?" Zhang Heben's sharp eyes had already stared at the blood stains on the corners of Tang Chong's mouth.

"I accidentally bit my tongue." Tang Zhong said. Although it is still painful, his speech is not affected, so he will be able to go on stage normally tomorrow.

"Did you accidentally get bitten on your tongue?" Zhang Hepburn sneered. "I don't see it. There is even a love saint by our side. The first time we met, I was fascinated. ”

"It's not that you don't see it. It's because I didn't show it in front of you at all. Tang Zhong knew that he could only fight back fiercely against a character like Zhang Heben. If she blindly tolerates and retreats, it will only make her more sarcastic. "What man would waste an expression in front of a woman he doesn't like?"

"You-" Zhang Heben was annoyed and angry, and rushed up to fight Tang Chong.

Tang Chong took a step back and said, "You care so much if I like what you do?" ”

"Who cares?" Zhang Heben thought to himself. I don't like him, why do you want to be so angry? "I just think your vision is inferior."

Tang Zhong laughed and said, "You mean to say that she is not as beautiful as you" Chapter 192, the first year of painting a tiger!

"Of course." Zhang Heben said as a matter of course. "She's not just as pretty as me. There is no response, and my sister and Aunt Bai are good-looking...... This is the friendship of women. Tang Zhong said. Just now, I was like a sister, and I invited someone to my concert and asked someone to help bring a handsome guy - I stabbed someone in the back in the blink of an eye. ”

"I'm just saying she's not as good-looking as I am. It's a fact. didn't say that she had a bad character. Zhang Heben said defensively.

Bai Su didn't want Tang Chong and Zhang Heben to say too much, so as to avoid the two of them fighting in anger.

So, she interjected and asked, "They won't have any moths, will they?" ”

Tang Zhong smiled bitterly and said, "One is the first time we met, and the other is the second time we met - I didn't even know that they were good people and bad people." How can we know what their intentions are? Although Jiang Yiran is quite kind to me. However, this kindness also came inexplicably - they had no reason to like me, right? ”

"Who are they?" Zhang Heben asked like a curious baby. She knew that Tang Zhong would not answer her question, so she looked at Bai Su and asked.

"It's Tang Chong's family." Bai Su said. "And you- are you going home?"

"Home?" The smile on Tang Chong's face froze, and he felt like he had been stabbed in the chest. "I can't go back."

If he could go back, wouldn't he have gone back sooner? Why wait until now?

Bai Su saw that Tang was very worried, and said comfortingly: "It's okay. You've got hands and feet, you're good-looking, and you won't starve to death wherever you are—the most important thing we need now is to prepare. Can't be overtaken by T4...... Tang Zhong frowned. "They're still coming along?"

"What do you mean or are you coming along?" Bai Su said with a smile. "People's schedules have already been arranged, okay? At that time, it was said that it was going to be hand-to-hand combat. Although the first concert was broken by the three of you in the head, you can't just give up. If you persist, there may be hope to get back on your feet. If you give up, it means that you will completely withdraw from the circle. This account is still clear. ”

"Will anyone else buy their tickets?" Zhang Hepburn asked with a grin. This girl's anger is running away quickly, and it is disappearing quickly. It was tense just now, but after a while, it was good again.

"That's not our concern." Bai Su said. "However, when I saw on their official website that they invited big names to help - Mingzhu, their concert was blacked out, and the little king Zhong Mingyu didn't have a chance to go on stage. There are many fans who go just for Zhong Mingyu. I didn't see anyone, so I made a lot of trouble in the end. This time, they not only invited Zhong Mingyu, Lin Yijie, and Li Xiaofeng - each of these people can stand alone. This time, they were all put on the stage of T4 by Boyi - it seems that the boss of Boyi has not completely given up on them. ”

"The mud can't hold up the wall, and the outside of Tuguanyin is inlaid with gold sheets, and it will still be exposed in the rain." Zhang Heben's words were ruthless and vicious. This little woman who looks like an angel never shows mercy to people she doesn't like. "No one went to their concerts. That's a shame. What about Zhong Mingyu? They can't do it themselves, do they have to rely on a few big names to support a concert? In that case, is it still their T4 concert? ”

"I don't care about that." Tang Zhong said. "I'm concerned if they're going to make a little stump on us again."

After the last concert incident, everyone completely relaxed for a few days. Originally, they thought that T4 would stop fighting and would not provoke them by taking their own humiliation.

They even predicted that T4 might cancel Yanjing and Butterfly's concert on the same day, saving both confidence and face.

What I didn't expect was that they were so brave and cheeky, even if the outside world was scolding them now, they still insisted on holding this second concert.

If that's the case, Tang Zhong and the others will have to be cautious.

"yes." Bai Su nodded. "I am telling this to prepare you mentally. T4 suffered a big loss last time, so he may not have swallowed this breath - moreover, Boyi started in Yanjing. In other words, Guo Yunzong's roots are in Yanjing. This is their home base. If they're going to do anything against us—we really can't handle it. ”

"Why parry?" Tang Zhong said with a smile. "Whatever goes wrong with our concert, we put the blame on T4 and Bo Yi - even if we can't sing a song on the night of the concert, the fans will only support us more frantically. People sympathize with the weak. In their eyes, we are victims, and Boyi is an underworld with no bottom line - I'm still thinking about whether to cut off the power supply myself. ”

"You're the blackest." Bai Su glanced at Tang Chong and said...... Suzhou gardens are the best in the world, and Yanjing mansions are all over the capital.

The Monk's Mansion, the residence of a prince who did not have much authority but knew how to maintain health during the Manchu Dynasty.

The monk's mansion covers a small area, but it occupies the pattern of landscape scenery. And because the designer is from Suzhou, the whole palace has the style of Suzhou garden. The palace is a garden, and the garden is hidden in the palace. When the world sees it, it is all wonderful.

Unfortunately, the current monk's palace is a private residence and is not open to the outside world. Therefore, outsiders cannot get a glimpse of its scenery.

Pavilions, pavilions, rockery pond fish. Bronze animal head, glazed tile eaves.

There is a pond in the courtyard, and there is a pavilion in the pond. There is a long table in the pavilion, and a very large piece of rice paper is spread on it.

A young man in a white Tang costume sat motionless, staring at the distance without blinking.

On the opposite side of the small lake is a pristine zoo.

There is only one animal in the zoo, the tiger.

Two tigers with shiny hair and tiger stripes were lying lazily on the boulder, their bodies curled up as if they were sleeping.

At this time, a sudden change occurred.

A long-legged antelope ran over in a panic, and when it saw the tiger on the boulder, it pulled out its legs and fled frantically.

The two long-hungry tigers suddenly opened their eyes, their eyes fierce and wild, and with a loud roar, their bodies leaped high from the boulder, and pounced on the antelope like lightning.

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

There is only one prey, but the tiger has two. How to divide it?

So, they have to race with the antelope and bite their opponents.

Roar –

Move and jump, you chase me. At the slightest opportunity, the two tigers stabbed at their companions.

They have fangs and claws, and their sideburns are flying. The word 'king' on the forehead is majestic, and the bones and flesh are stretched to the fullest.

"You can get into the picture." The young man sitting on the gazebo in the middle of the lake said lazily, grabbed the brush that had been prepared next to him, and quickly sketched and sprinkled ink on the white paper.

The posture is calm and chic, with a little bit of arrogance and uninhibited flavor. It is like the indulgent landscape of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, and it is like a hermit immortal who lives in seclusion in the fairy mountain to pursue the way of calligraphy and painting.

Anyone who sees it has to praise: what a young man.

Jiang Yiran stood by the lake and watched this scene from afar.

She didn't come up to bother.

She knew how long her cousin had to prepare for the scene and how much effort it had to take.

As a result, his paintings are priceless and are the favorite of princes and nobles, wealthy and wealthy collectors, both at home and abroad.

It's a pity that he didn't sell a single one.

Someone asked him why he didn't sell. Here's how he replied: No one loves them more than I do. q！！！