The youngest of these teenagers is in their teens, and the eldest is only in his early twenties.

What's more, they are all the best talented painters selected in the country, how can they bear it when they hear that a little girl belittles their works so much?

The elegant middle-aged man was about to stop these students.

These boys all came here from all over the country to study, and none of them obeyed anyone.

Genius, he can understand a little arrogant, but no matter how talented a person is, there is nothing in front of him.

The elegant middle-aged didn't want them to collide with the master of the painting world in front of them.

Just before he could speak, the little old man was the first to speak, still smiling.

The elegant middle-aged man thought of the teacher's bad character, and a bad premonition immediately appeared in his heart.

I saw the little old man smile and said, "Then how about you choose a painting that you think is the most beautiful here, and then take that painting as ten points and give a score to other works?" ”

Jian Xiuhuan frowned slightly on the side, and pulled the little girl behind him with a long leg straddle.

"Old man, it's a bit unauthentic for you to do this, right?" Jian Xiuhuan said dissatisfied, "My sister is still young, so you don't have to hate her like this, right?" ”

He can see that the works of this group of teenagers are displayed in this exhibition area.

What the little cousin said just now has already angered that group of little children, and then let the little old man add fuel and vinegar to such a play, this group of people must not be fried directly?

Not to mention Sheng Sheng, she is just a child who doesn't understand anything, even if the master of painting comes, an objective and fair evaluation will always cause the dissatisfaction of those who think very highly of themselves, this old man plays this in front of these people, doesn't he push his little cousin to the fire pit?

"Hehe~" The little old man smiled strangely, "Anyway, this little doll who should say and shouldn't say anything has already been said, and I don't care about saying more." ”

Jian Xiuhuan's brows jumped, aren't they all your pits?

With thin lips pursed, Jian Xiuhuan directly took Jian Sheng's fleshy little hand and turned around to leave.

It's not a good thing to continue talking to this little old man, look at what his little cousin who has not been deeply involved in the world has been kidnapped and deceived.

"Oops!" The little old man was anxious all of a sudden, "Little young man, you don't talk about martial arts!" Why are you involved in the matter between me and this little doll? Besides, these little guys look arrogant one by one, but in fact, they don't have any ability at all, are you still afraid that your sister will be bullied by them? ”

The corner of the elegant middle-aged man's mouth twitched, Teacher, your map cannon is really loud, and he doesn't have to look back, he knows that the group of little guys behind him must have fried the pot.

But the teacher is indeed qualified to say this.

"Little aunt, let's go."

It's just that after Jian Xiuhuan listened, he beckoned Jian Junzhen more firmly and pulled Jian Sheng to leave.

It's one thing for this little old man to look at his identity is not simple, it's another thing to be unreliable, Jian Xiuhuan doesn't want the obedient little cousin he just saw today to jump into a huge pit.

Looking at the expressions of those little children, you can know that the resentful eyes are like they are going to eat people.

The little old man finally realized that he seemed to have overplayed, and jumped up from the pony.

After some good talk, Jian Xiuhuan finally stopped with a stinky face, but his eyes were extremely unkind when he looked at the little old man.

The elegant middle-aged man was frightened on the sidelines, and secretly sighed that the ignorant were fearless.

At the same time, the attention to the little girl has deepened again, but not anyone can make the teacher so dead-faced.

Jian Xiuhuan directly picked out the words: "I know you have taken a fancy to my sister's qualifications, but I put my words in front, if you want to talk about it, talk about it, don't tempt my sister to offend people, you induced my sister to say those words just now, my sister won't take the blame for you." ”

Jian Sheng's eyes were shining and he looked at his cheap cousin, and his cousin didn't seem to be as annoying as in the original book, so he obviously protected her like this.

In the original book, my cousin has a stinky face for Mommy all day long, and all kinds of mummy are not pleasing to the eye.

The little old man's face was full of helplessness, he Cheng Yongtai was a wise man, why did he plant on this big and small two?

The elegant middle-aged man also said to the side at this time: "Little brother, you don't have to worry, these are my students, and this is my teacher, what my teacher said still carries a lot of weight." ”

Jian Xiuhuan and the group of teenagers all looked at the little old man incredulously.

This old man actually tried their teacher's teacher?

This group of little kids turned out to be the apprentices of the little old man?

Jian Xiuhuan kept complaining in his heart, you always commented on them like this, aren't you afraid of hurting the hearts of these disciples and grandchildren?

Speaking of this, the vigilance in Jian Xiuhuan's heart was finally a little less.

And the reason why he stayed, mainly because he remembered why he felt that the name Huawen Studio was very familiar, wasn't this the studio that my uncle went to back then?

Uncle went to the studio to study for a few years, but he came out to blow it, saying that it is a paradise for painting and calligraphy, and there are a number of bigwigs in the painting world, and he may blow it for a lifetime if he goes in, even if it is just to communicate with the teacher inside and learn to take it out.

It's just that when he saw the small advertisement that ran to the art exhibition and the little old man sitting here and guarded, he suddenly lowered the pressure of the studio in Jian Xiuhuan's heart, so that Jian Xiuhuan subconsciously failed to connect this studio with the Huawen studio that his uncle said.

Even now that he thinks about it, his first reaction was, this can't be a fake studio that borrows money from the enrollment circle, right?

After thinking about it, Jian Xiuhuan still sent a message to his uncle to explain the situation here.

The little doll had parents staring at it from the side, and the little old man also gave up the idea of coaxing the little doll to say a few more words.

It's just that he wasn't going to ask, but the boys weren't happy.

The little old man is their teacher's teacher, and they can only hold back their anger in their hearts, but this little girl is not their person!

The group muttered for a while, and finally one of the young men wearing glasses stepped forward, looked at the elegant middle-aged man and said unconvinced: "Teacher, we want to continue to listen to this child's evaluation of our work." ”

"All back!" The elegant middle-aged man scolded, his heart was big for a while, and he looked at the little old man with resentment.

Teacher, you can make a few moths.

Jian Xiuhuan's face also sank, and he turned his gaze to the little old man with dissatisfaction.

The look in his eyes said: These people already have a grudge against the little cousin, and it is impossible for me to rest assured that the little cousin has entered your studio, what do you say?

Little old man: "......"

What does it mean to lift a stone and shoot yourself in the foot?

Although the young man with glasses was taken back, he was still quite dissatisfied and unconvinced when he looked at Jian Sheng.

Jian Sheng also pursed her mouth angrily, she was obviously telling the truth, these people were looking at her like this?

The little girl's mouth was pursed high, and she carefully looked at the painting on the wall, and finally pointed casually: "The reference work is that painting." ”