After the baptism, in the blink of an eye, in the afternoon, Zhuo Wen prepared a little rhetoric and some gift cakes, planning to go to the old lady to pit a set of treasures. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, it's a thing that makes people bleed, and it can't be too abrupt, and if you don't have good things at hand, you have to work hard from your mouth, right?

When I came to the master's house, I kept greeting myself warmly from the servants on the way.

Obviously, his painting score of 900 points has spread, everyone is curious about themselves at the same time, but also respectful and respectful, after all, Zhuo Wen could be regarded as one of them, but I didn't expect to be able to soar to the top now to become the noble honorary painter of the Zhuo family, and they are also really happy for Zhuo Wen.

This mentality is like a classmate from the same school in a previous life who became a star, giving them a sense of pride that the star is "their own person".

Zhuo Wen is not good at pretending, and when he encounters a good attitude, he will respond slightly, but because there are too many people who come to congratulate and "recognize relatives", he can't be exhaustive, after all, he still has important things to do. However, because of this, it also offended some sour villains.

"Phew, look at his arrogant and proud look, as if he wants everyone in the world to know that he is an honorary painter, hum, what's the big deal, isn't it just relying on nepotism to eat soft rice on the top, if I have a good face, I won't be worse than him. A black-clothed guy who wanted to flatter but was ignored by Zhuo Wen suddenly held a grudge, and his mind was full of feeling that Zhuo Wen looked down on people, so he naturally complained harshly and bitterly.

"Shhh Next to him, a timid and honest man pulled the corners of a few people's clothes.

"What's the matter with that, I'm telling the truth, why am I ashamed?" The black-clothed guy and the horse-faced guy suddenly sneered: "If you have a face, don't rely on a woman to rely on yourself, it's just a little white face, you have to be scared..."

Although the two little guys raised their volumes, they were actually still a little jealous in their hearts, so they dared to open their mouths to satisfy their conjectures while they were noisy, thinking that Zhuo Wen couldn't hear it, but unfortunately, since Zhuo Wen became a painter, the feeling of his facial features has obviously improved a lot, and he can't say that he can hear the sound in a small area, so he listened to the bitter words of these people word for word. Especially the last sentence "Don't rely on women if you have a face" feels very harsh!

Where does Nima Laozi rely on women, does she rely on Zhuoya? At most, she only helps herself in the audition, and in the future, I will rely on my own strength to get in, okay? You want to ruin all my efforts with a word? How can I meet sour trolls everywhere, and it's enough!

Suddenly, anger surged, and he wanted to endure it when he was told that after all, it was better to have more than one thing in the main family's mansion, and the right was to give Zhuo Wei a face. But the last sentence was so sharp that it was like a thorn in his heart, telling him how to endure it?

With a chilling sneer, Zhuo Wen slowly walked through the unknown crowd and walked in the direction of the black-clothed little girl.

An invisible painting talent was suddenly released, and the black-clothed little guy was suddenly shocked.

"Uh..."As Zhuo Wen approached, the little guy in black felt the pressure on his body suddenly soar, and he couldn't help but sweat coldly, at this moment, he felt like a boulder on his body, very uncomfortable, and even his legs trembled involuntarily, and every time Zhuo Wen took a step closer, the pressure was greater, until he finally stood in front of him completely, he couldn't help it anymore, and suddenly fell to his knees with a thud! This pressure was so great that he even needed to use his hands to support it so that his whole body would not be spread flat on the ground!

Raising his head and looking at the indifferent young man's face tremblingly, his face suddenly turned cold, where was the sour and contemptuous look before?

God, is this the legendary Eway? Isn't that an exaggeration? What's the difference between this and the arrival of a demon!

Only then did he realize that no matter how bad Zhuo Wen was, he was still a high-ranking painter, and he was not at all a supreme existence that these lowly subordinates could recklessly slander.

"Your mother is brain-dead, Lao Tzu is a civilized person, I don't want to be rude, I have to force me, see clearly, and now you dare to say that Lao Tzu relies on women to get on the throne?" He was taken aback by all the companions around him.

Seeing this situation, the people around them scattered in fear, how could they dare to contact Zhuo Wen again? They were shocked when they didn't know the truth, thinking that this Zhuo Wen was still a polite scholar, how could he become so tyrannical and bullying the weak in a blink of an eye, and it was inevitably too ungraceful? It seems that they are people of two worlds after all, and they should not have a good way to communicate!

Zhuo Wen didn't bother to explain everyone's misunderstanding, whatever they thought, it would be better if they didn't come to greet him, lest he couldn't greet him and someone resented him for not paying attention to them, and besides, he didn't have time to socialize with them, after all, as they thought, the worlds of the two sides were too far apart, and it was impossible to play happily.

Things gather by like, people by groups, this is not to say that Zhuo Wen is arrogant and forgetful, but the reality is like this.

"'Literary and Painter' is a talented man, and he is angry with an ignorant villain, isn't it killing his identity?" In the house of the head of the family, an old man with a kind face stepped out and clenched his fist slightly at Zhuowen. Seeing this, everyone around saluted solemnly, and the old man in front of him was not good-looking, but he was the number one henchman of the head of the family: "Steward Wang." ”

The so-called painting kui, this is a kind of honorific title for the painting champion, there are only two young people who can be this title in the Zhuo Mansion, one is Zhuo Ze, the first day of the Zhuo family, won the championship the year before last, called Ze painting kui, and the other is Zhuo Wen, the new dark horse, so the sound of the Wang steward 'Wen Huakui' is not abrupt.

"Sorry, on the spur of the moment, rude. Zhuo Wen also took a salute and removed Huiwei, and the little man in black suddenly seemed to be on the verge of amnesty, and crawled to Steward Wang, panting in a breath, and was about to open his mouth to complain, in the impression, this old butler was extremely kind to others, and might be able to "preside over justice" for himself.

Unexpectedly, he was severely reprimanded by Steward Wang: "Presumptuous, you still don't apologize to Wen Huakui?

Can't stop it? Could it be that this kid is more powerful than Steward Wang, who has been pondering on the painting road for sixty or seventy years? When the little man in black heard this, he suddenly felt like a thunderbolt, where did he dare to say more, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to Zhuo Wen to apologize and beg for mercy, and regretted in his heart that he was so quick to offend the person he couldn't afford to provoke, and suddenly snot and tears came out, and he wished he could hug Zhuo Wen's thigh.

"Gongzi Wen's life, I was blinded by pork, short-sighted and didn't know how thick the sky was, and I owe it for a while, you have a lot of money, don't worry about it with me. ”

Seeing this situation, thoughtful people also reacted, it turned out that the reason for the incident was that this little guy in black chewed his tongue and said bad things first, no wonder he would anger Zhuo Wen, and he could provoke such an elegant young man into anger, which shows how mean and bitter his words were at that time.

"Forget it, get up. Looking at their ghost crying wolf howl, Zhuo Wen suddenly embarrassed, he scared this person like this, if he didn't let go, I am afraid that there should be negative rumors against him outside.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen also saw that the cultivation of the Wang steward in front of him was only higher than himself, and it was almost impossible for him to forcibly kill people in front of him, he was the peak of the third-level copying, and it was almost more than enough to seriously injure mortals with Huiwei, and the reason why he failed to achieve it before was actually secretly affected by this old man.

"He weakened my Emai to the point where he could only suppress people from falling to the ground. Even if I helped myself punish this little guy to the greatest extent, and didn't let me hurt his life, tsk... To be able to control Huicai to such a nuanced level, it is obviously not an ordinary person!" Zhuo Wen nodded in his heart, now that Steward Wang showed weakness in front of others, it could be regarded as giving himself a step, on the other hand, he also wanted to establish himself authority. Thinking that at this time, after all, there was something to ask for, and Zhuo Wen couldn't refute his face, so he planned to turn big things into small things.

Steward Wang saw that he was almost done, and finally said to the little guy: "Okay, you are also a first offense, and you will be fined half a year, so repent, and the next time you commit it again, the old man will not be able to save you." ”

"Thank you, butler, thank you Gongzi Wen!" The little guy in black heard the gospel, where would he dare to stay in this heavy place anymore? Hurriedly ran out, and glanced at Zhuo Wen before leaving, a burst of fear and palpitations did not disappear, obviously Zhuo Wen's previous shock has become an indelible shadow in his heart...

"Wen Hua Kui. At this moment, I saw Steward Wang coming over with a kind face: "Please come in and talk about it, the head of the family has been waiting for a long time." ”

"Oh, the old man already knows I'm coming?" Zhuo Wen couldn't help but be surprised, this Zhuo Wei is also an old ginger.