Fortunately, I didn't refuse this little girl to come with me just now, otherwise I would have been staring dryly now. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Looking at Zhuo Ya's triumphant appearance, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but feel ashamed, the reason why this little girl had to come over was just to show off at this moment, right? Not to mention, it's quite possible...

"Okay, look at my Wen's Dafa of cutting the line!" Zhuo Wen took the number plate and forcibly inserted it from the crowd, but after a while, he was squeezed out of it, and then he was helpless against this thick human wall.

"Damn, you people watching the excitement are not candidates, what are you squeezing here?" Seeing the crowd of onlookers crowded around in front of him, Zhuo Wen suddenly became angry.

"Hahaha... Fools, fools... Looking at Zhuo Wen's embarrassment, Zhuo Ya was so happy that he snorted, and his beautiful voice full of youth and vitality like a silver bell aroused a fluttering reverie among the surrounding crowd, in the ears of these people, this crisp laughter was simply a natural sound.

"What a lovely girl, I want to meet her... ＂

"I hope that fool is scolding me... ＂

Looking at the two companions next to him who were nymphomaniac, a person who looked more stable coughed lightly at this time: "Don't look at it, she is the granddaughter of the head of the Zhuo family, you can't know anyone even if you look at it for ten lifetimes." ＂

"Cut, don't talk too much, that is, I missed it today, and I will also sign up for the painter exam next year, and when the time comes, I will look up and see her when the time comes. ＂

"That is, maybe I will have the opportunity to get a degree from the state academy and study with her in the same class in the capital. ”

"You're beautiful, aren't you? You are also a painter, and you are also a degree from the state academy? That is a senior school that only painters who have attainments in the realm of copying are qualified to enter, and if you can be admitted to the painting boy, you should return to the ancestral shrine to go to the three high incense... ＂

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Hearing Zhuo Ya call herself a fool, Zhuo Wen was not angry, after all, she was used to it, knowing that every time she was so proud, there must be a way to solve the difficulty, Zhuo Wen hurriedly sang a fat song, and greeted him with a smile: "Yaya, I know you have a way, help me?"

Hearing that Zhuo Wen actually called her "Yaya", Zhuo Ya's face suddenly turned red and angry, and she could laugh out: "What Yaya, are you disgusting? goosebumps are up!"

Seeing that Zhuo Wen's eyes were still shining, where she seemed to have a little shame, she was suddenly defeated, and said with a smile in Zhuo Wen's tone just now: "Okay, I won't talk to you, you come with me, let you see what 'Ya's Dafa is called 'Ya's Queue Cutting Dafa'." ＂

Spare the Ice Spirit Palace, and walk with Zhuoya to a side door of the main hall, where there are few unexpected people and quiet, and occasionally only a few big names who seem to have status and status enter and exit from it, it seems to be a passage for special people.

Zhuo Wen's eyes lit up suddenly, and his eyes were full of gratitude when he looked at Zhuo Ya, it is really easy to do things when people have a background.

The hall of the Ice Spirit Hall is actually not very big, in today's words, it is actually three hundred square meters, not to mention that there is a god platform "Ice Spirit Terrace" covering an area of fifty square meters, and 100,000 people will definitely not be able to accommodate it. In order to meet the huge crowd capacity, His Royal Highness specially set up a large playground for the contestants to line up for the audition, and only the 300 painting children who stood out from it were eligible to enter the Ice Soul Platform for the final assessment, and the equal limit was particularly strict.

Originally, people like Zhuo Wen who didn't even pass the audition were not qualified to enter the Ice Spirit, but he had Zhuo Ya as a big backstage, and the deacons in those auditoriums could only swallow their dissatisfaction, the rules were important, but the position was more important, so they wouldn't provoke Zhuo Ya for a small handyman, so they would let it go with one eye and one eye closed.

Zhuo Wen happily followed Zhuo Ya into the Bingluo Hall, and felt more and more that Zhuo Ya was his intimate little padded jacket, which was really lacking in help, and naturally, his title became more and more intimate, from "Yaya" to "Xiao Yaya" at the beginning, and from "Xiao Yaya" to "Yaya sauce".

Zhuo Ya finally couldn't stand it anymore, twisted Ning Wen's ears and threatened him with a gloomy face, and then he would tear his mouth if he screamed again, but Zhuo Wen was shaking, but Zhuo Ya was helpless, and finally set the minimum as "Xiaoya", but in order to satisfy the vanity of this little girl, Zhuo Wen deliberately added a "sister" after "Xiaoya" and became "Xiaoya sister".

For the title of "Sister Xiaoya", Zhuo Ya is also quite useful, so she is not picking anything, but it is also to avenge Zhuo Wen's revenge for her indiscriminate title just now, she called Zhuo Wen's nickname "Little Mosquito" more happily, Zhuo Wen is embarrassed by the black line, but she is so happy that she has no heart and lungs.

The deeper he went into the hall, the more he could appreciate the solemnity and heaviness of the Ice Spirit Palace, and he could look at this ancient hall that had stood for thousands of years so closely, Zhuo Wen only felt an inexplicable surge in his heart. Especially when he saw the high platform with nine steps in the center of the hall, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but be amazed by the creator's incredible workmanship.

There are no ornaments, no stone carvings of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, just a flat ground nine levels above the ground.

At first glance, this high platform seemed to be unremarkable, but when he walked into Zhuo Wen, he noticed that there was a mist like a mountain flowing water on the high platform!

"Is that the 'Ice Soul Terrace' that cultivates the first treasure of the Zhen clan with thirty painters every year?" Zhuo Wen couldn't help but be surprised, the clouds and fog were like a dream, and the Ice Soul Terrace was worthy of being the lifeblood of the entire Xuancheng!

"Look, you're still far from the stage, go out through the gate and cut in line. Zhuo Ya smiled, and pushed his little hand behind Zhuo Wen's back, and the latter immediately stumbled forward, attracting the attention of everyone on the spot.

"What's the matter? A little handyman, can actually come out of the Ice Spirit Palace?" The people in front of the queue are all young masters and young ladies from the Zhuo family, they may not know Zhuo Wen, but they are still not unfamiliar with the uniforms of the Zhuo family, so they are naturally very puzzled.

Some attentive people saw a little subtlety in Zhuo Ya's inexplicable smile behind Zhuo Wen, and kept silent.

"That's... I'm number 520. Zhuo Wenchong, the auditorium deacons who registered for the competition and assessment on the spot, showed the number plate in their hands and smiled awkwardly.

"Then let's go down and line up. An old man sitting on the chairman of the assessment platform spoke, his voice was hoarse and there was no temperature, and he did not scold Zhuo Wen because of his abrupt performance, which can be regarded as giving Zhuo Ya a face.

Zhuo Wen should be a sigh, and hurriedly went down to find a location, which can be regarded as ending this episode in a hurry.

I originally thought that cutting in line would cause displeasure, but I didn't expect it to go smoothly, and as soon as I came to 519, I greeted myself: "This brother, hello, get to know me?"

519 is a tall and sturdy boy with a hedgehog head, full of the unfluffy energy of a hot-blooded teenager, and at first glance he is the kind of character with outdated limbs and a simple brain.

"The surname is Zhuo, Zhuo Wen. Zhuo Wen lazily responded.

"It turned out to be Brother Wen, do you also want to become a painter?" 519 suddenly looked full of emotion.

"Hmm. Feeling the strange atmosphere, Zhuo Wen didn't want to talk more, just nodded and agreed, but the person in front of him was familiar, and regardless of whether Zhuo Wen wanted to know him or not, he began to report to his family: "My surname is Wu, my single name is a mountain, it's a pleasure to meet you, Balabala, let's work together and fight side by side, and be admitted to the painter's exam!" ＂

"It turned out to be Brother Wu, who has been admired for a long time. "Polite, but Zhuo Wen has no interest at all in his heart, Wu Shan? homonym "I'm stupid"... It's really suitable for you, but don't worry, I won't remember the existence of your lunch box, so be it, our fate ends here.

"Hmph... You flowers in the greenhouse, you don't know at all that the prelude to turmoil is about to be played, so take advantage of the present moment to put your affection on this apparent serenity, the darkness is about to come.... Hehehe... Remember my name, 'Hundred Miles to Destroy the Heavens', and when you tremble, come and beg me for protection... At this time, a young man in white who had no glasses but made a gesture of pushing glasses spoke, he was 521 behind Zhuo Wen.

With a delicate face and handsome appearance, 521 looks like a normal person, but he didn't expect to have a blindfold in his right eye, and he was definitely a neuropathy suffering from middle and second cancer.

Hearing his opening remarks of not being immortal, Zhuo Wen only felt that he was sweating profusely, and darkness was coming? Can I say that darkness is your sister? Blowing through the sky, you are just a lunch box? Why don't you destroy the sky for a thousand miles? What kind of enmity does the sky have with you? Why do you want to destroy it? Can't you just let it go? I will die if I take a normal name and take a normal name? Are you the person who crossed over from a routine novel? The kind of dragon Aotian who always shouts to destroy the sky even though everything is given by heaven? No, no, I want to be calm, there are too many slots, I can't finish spitting up......

One groove was not leveled and the other groove rose again, only to see that at this moment, Baili Annihilation snorted and pointed to his blindfold: "Oh, yes, are you asking about the secret of my right eye?"

Zhuo Wen made a deflated face, and really wanted to break his hands and say, "No, you better shut up." But he saw that the hundred miles of heaven had already begun to speak.

But seeing that he sighed to himself, he waved his hand: "Hmph...... I don't tell this secret to ordinary people, forget it, it doesn't hurt to tell you, it's because my right eye is sealed with great power, once I undo this blindfold, I will become so powerful that it is difficult to control, and I will fall into a berserk state, hey... Being strong is also a nuisance......"

It's strange to believe you... Do you think you're Kakashi or Kenpachi, are you sick? I think you're embarrassed to wear an eye patch in the face of talents, right? For the ability of this guy to find a topic to justify himself, Zhuo Wen feels very sweaty, are you trying to steal the rhythm of my protagonist's shot?

Zhuo Wen originally wanted to be a beautiful man quietly, but unfortunately the two of them were too restless.

"Let's fight together. Wu Shan stretched out his hand and patted Zhuo Wen's left shoulder, his eyes seemed to burst with blazing flames, and he seemed to be enthusiastic and full of fighting spirit: "For our common ideal of painters." ＂

Khan, there are 2,998 people present who share your ideals, can you go and talk to them? Zhuo Wen couldn't cry or laugh, just turned his head, but he didn't expect that a hand came to his right shoulder at this time. The laughter of the worldly world of a hundred miles of annihilation came.

"Hmph... My name is Zhuo Wen? I feel a different aura from you, and you must have sensed the subtle turmoil of uneasiness in this mansion, right?

No, it's up to you to crack it yourself...... Zhuo Wen turned his head and didn't want to pay attention to him.

But the more Zhuowen ignored them, the more energetic they became, and in front of them was Wu Shan's "struggle, balabala, pursuit." Behind it is a hundred miles of "darkness, balabala, conspiracy." ＂

Being sandwiched by these two living treasures, Zhuo Wen is the first two big, can't you line up quietly? God, why am I so upside down, the front and back are freaks, can't I be a normal person?

Looking at the normal faces at the back of the line, Zhuo Wen never thought that he would be so eager to line up with them.

Looking at Zhuo Ya's unaware appearance in the distance, Zhuo Wen wanted to cry, Sister Xiaoya, are you helping me or harming me?520 is obviously a pit, there are a group of superb wood around, and I am now in prison!