"All right, kids."

In the center of the museum, it looks a little empty, but there are a lot of people standing.

Wang Chaosheng and Sakura's classmates gathered here, and Director Ochiai, who was standing at the forefront, briefly described the history of the museum and explained the origin of some of the more precious artworks.

In the end, he exchanged a look with Yoshiyuki, the head teacher, and then explained to the children in a kind and gentle tone the activity tasks that he had communicated with the students' homeroom teachers in advance.

This time, Wang Changsheng and Sakura came out to take photos, so naturally, their homework is also related to painting.

After Director Ochiai's speech, Yoshiyuki Terada, as the head teacher of the students, once again clarified the core of the task, asking the students to find the artwork statues they were interested in and depict.

"Don't disturb the other guests who come to the art show, keep quiet, and remember to walk in groups, you know?" Yoshiyuki Terada looked at a group of little kids in his class with a resolute and handsome face, and there was a little encouragement in his tone.

"Uh-huh!"

This time, everyone did not respond to their homeroom teacher in unison, but nodded silently.

Looking at these well-behaved, cute and sensible children, Director Ochiai felt as if there was a warm and gentle ray of sunshine shining on him.

The children were very quiet, but their faces were still full of childishness, and their already gloomy and somewhat heavy hearts were rarely better.

"It's been a long time since I've been so lively...... "Director Ochiai sighed in his heart.

"Zhishi, it's so quiet here."

Wang Changsheng stood with Sakura and Zhishi, and Sakura listened to the chatter of the curator and the head teacher, and couldn't help but put her head to the ear of Zhishi beside her.

Chiyo's dark purple eyes shone brightly in the light of the hall lights.

Feeling the hot breath coming from his ears, although it was a little itchy, Zhishi didn't move, just glanced at Sakura lightly, and nodded: "Yes, it's quiet." ”

Wang Changsheng, who was standing on the other side of Sakura, couldn't help but feel a little funny, and he also said softly: "After all, this is an art museum, and visiting artworks is like watching a movie, you have to keep quiet." ”

"Uh-uh-uh......" Sakura nodded, tilting her head.

I don't know if it's her delusion, how do I feel that there is something in the words of Xiao Wang and Zhishi.

This quiet and peaceful atmosphere didn't last long, and suddenly, a guy who looked arrogant walked in at the entrance of the museum.

He was fat and fat, with a fierce face, and as soon as he came in, he kept shouting: "Yo, you're going to close the door, why are you pulling so many people over?" Do you think you can do anything by letting these kids come and see the broken metal you care for? Take a break from this as soon as possible, pack up your own things, and in ten days, this will be mine! ”

The fierce fat man looked at a group of children standing in the center of the arena with disdain.

"But I see that you brought so many people over, and you also want to use them to earn a few more pension money while these rags are still here, right?" The fat man sneered, "I'll just say, how good it is that you still hold these rags every day, it seems that you are just a businessman like me!" Isn't the money I gave you enough? It stands to reason that you should have handed me over this place a long time ago! ”

The fat man walked into the museum and came to Director Ochiai's side, with a little disdain on his greasy expression.

Some time ago, he came to the director every day and asked him to hand over the art museum quickly, but the other party kept pestering him.

He also said that these rags are precious works of art and cannot be sold or destroyed as rags.

Originally, he still had some admiration for this old thing, so he set a deadline for him.

As a result, I didn't come for two days, and when I came today, I saw that this old guy had found so many people to visit his art museum.

You know, art museums are usually very deserted.

If it weren't for the lack of customers, the curator wouldn't have sold the museum to himself.

Now that this old thing has found so many people, it must have collected a lot of money, right?

It's hypocritical.

Insatiable!

This fat man is the owner of Manaka, who bought the museum from Director Ochiai.

He considers himself a qualified businessman, and after so many years in the shopping mall, he still has some experience in knowing people.

At that time, he just took a fancy to the director of this art museum, and he seemed to have a bit of backbone, and he did a lot of things for his broken copper and iron called artworks, so he found him.

He persuaded Director Ochiai to sell the museum to him, and under his own management, the museum would surely regain its glory.

The old fellow, perhaps desperate, quickly agreed to what he proposed.

Of course, when I signed a contract with this old thing, I may have played some word games.

But he's right!

He just saw that the location was good, and wanted to transform this art museum into a hotel.

Isn't it true that the way of doing business is different, but it's true that the place will get better and better, with more and more customers?

Isn't this also a disguised recreation of the glory of the museum?

Do you really want to continue to run the art exhibition business?

That's all there is to it?

He doesn't want it for nothing, how can he spend money to see it!

If you really want Director Ochiai to put a house in such a good area here, just to be a warehouse to store these rags, even if he doesn't make a move, someone will do it.

So why not buy this house yourself?

So the boss of Manaka felt that he had not deceived Director Ochiai at all, and he also signed and drew the pledge, so it was impossible to deny it.

This place is now its own!

The moment he saw the boss of Manaka, the haze in Director Ochiai's heart that was dispelled by the light emanating from the child's body once again completely enveloped his heart.

The kind smile on the corner of Director Ochiai's mouth also calmed down, and he became expressionless.

He didn't give the slightest feedback on what the boss said, but silently turned his head and looked at Yoshiyuki Terada beside him: "I'm really sorry, let you see the jokes, let the children go over there, there are the most artworks over there, and they are the most innocent children." ”

Director Ochiai pointed to the exhibition area in the other half.

Wang Changsheng and Sakura's homeroom teacher, Yoshiyuki Terada, glanced in the direction of his finger.

There is a youth art exhibition hall over there, and there are also many artworks made by children.

It is indeed more in line with these students' observations.

Yoshiyuki Terada glanced back at the meaty-faced boss Manaka, frowned slightly, and then nodded: "Since you have guests, Curator, then I will let the students move around that area as much as possible." ”

"I'm so sorry." Director Ochiai bowed slightly apologetically to the handsome male teacher.

"It's nothing." Yoshiyuki Terada shook his head, his body slightly sideways, and avoided the old curator's bow.

Although he didn't know what the situation was now, looking at the appearance of the boss and what he said when he came in, Yoshiyuki Terada also guessed a rough idea.

When he first arrived at the museum, he had already discovered something.

There are very few customers here.

Even after staying here for so long, only the strange uncle who was seen at the door and Wang Changsheng's classmate and a few people entered here as new guests.

Other than that, there is not a single newcomer to visit.

There were so many people at once, but it made this cold art museum lively all at once.

Yoshiyuki Terada organized the students to walk towards the Youth Art Exhibition Hall, and after seeing another teacher leave with everyone, he turned his head and said to the meat-faced boss of Manaka: "This time, our school organized to come to the museum, and the director of Ochiai did not charge, and it was also our school that contacted the director of Ochiai in advance, and only after the consent of the old man did the students come over." ”

After that, he had always been very gentle, glanced at Boss Manaka coldly, and without waiting for him to say anything, he turned his head and left.

Only Director Ochiai, who had a somewhat complicated expression, was left, and his neck was red by Yoshiyuki Terada's words, but he didn't know what to refute.

As a businessman, he is very rich, otherwise he would not have bought the museum in full.

And here, having money means that you also have some special rights.

He wanted to verbally threaten this damn tall man who looked an unknown number of times more handsome than him.

Like getting him out of his school and stuff like that.

But the other party didn't give himself a chance to speak at all, and turned around and left.

This made Boss Manaka so angry that his head was bigger.

"Which school is this!"

Boss Manaka asked through gritted teeth as he asked one of the younger brothers he had brought.

"This ......" The little brother suddenly became nervous when he saw that his boss was angry.

You know, he's the boss, even to his own subordinates, is unceremonious.

"I'm going to ask!"

The younger brothers were going to follow behind the students.

However, at this moment, Yoshiyuki Terada, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and turned around.

At this moment, both the boss of Manaka and this little brother were suppressed by a sense of oppression that suddenly erupted from Yoshiyuki Terada.

Even Director Ochiai was shocked by the amazing momentum that erupted from this junior.

That's not the temperament that ordinary people can have.

This teacher doesn't seem to be an ordinary person......

"You...... You ......"

The little brother couldn't help but tremble in the face of Yoshiyuki Terada, who was nearly a head and a half or even two heads taller than him, his legs were swinging, and he couldn't speak.

The momentum emanating from the other party's body was almost like a substance, drilling straight into his body.

"It's best not to think anything about my students."

Yoshiyuki Terada glanced at the little brother coldly, and then squinted towards the boss of Manaka in the back.

Boss Manaka was stared at by this young man and couldn't say a word, so he could only look away.

He stood still, not standing, not moving.

In the end, I don't know what happened, my body turned out to be weak, and I fell directly to the side.

He shouted in a panic, and then put his hands on the portrait on the wall next to him.

As a result, two large holes were dug out of the painting in an instant.

Although the venue is deserted and crowded, there are still some sporadic tourists visiting these artworks.

After seeing the actions of the boss of Manaka, the tourists who were already visiting the museum couldn't help but cast a little disdain and disgust.

Seeing this, Wata immediately helped up Boss Manaka, but was instantly brushed away by the other party's sleeve: "Get out of the way!" What are you putting in me? Hurry up and get me the money, or you know the consequences! ”

"Humph!" Boss Manaka was so frightened by Yoshiyuki Terada that he didn't dare to say anything at a glance, but he was still very good at playing tricks on these people.

Nakurota is also a museum worker, but he has been reselling various artworks in the museum to make a profit.

There are also a lot of shady things between him and the boss of Zhenzhong.

Being scolded like this by the boss of Manaka, although Wata's face was not good-looking, he just stood there and didn't say anything.

"Let's go, let's go to the office first!" Boss Manaka glared, then said to the other person behind him.

This is the designer he brought.

This time, in addition to urging Director Ochiai, he also planned to let the designer understand the structure of the entire museum in advance, so that he could design the design drawings for the transformation of the museum into a hotel as soon as possible on the day of closing.

"Hi One!" The designer behind Boss Manaka didn't say a word, but just followed the angry gold owner to Director Ochiai's office.

Director Ochiai didn't say anything either, and followed.

He followed silently without saying a word, and his whole body was like a piece of rotten wood.

Just before leaving, he glanced back at the children who still looked a little lively in the youth art exhibition hall, and there was some complexity in his eyes.

Then he turned his head away, lowered his head, and postponed the determination in his eyes a little.

Seeing these two waves of people leaving one after another, Wang Changsheng, who was walking at the end of the line, withdrew his gaze.

I didn't expect their homeroom teacher to have such a handsome side.

No wonder Lijia is ......

Uncle Maori wanted to pull Xiaolan and Conan directly behind the students into the Youth Art Pavilion.

However, he looked at the posture of the arrogant Manaka boss coming in, and was a little worried that the old man who was the director of the Ochiai Pavilion would be beaten by the other party, so he stood at the door of the Youth Art Exhibition Hall and watched.

Seeing that they didn't seem to have any physical conflicts, but only conflicts of interest, Uncle Maori shook his head, his expression looking a little complicated.

It seems that he thought of his previous down-and-out office.

"Alas......"