hot king

Chapter 192: Tiger Painter Boy!

After Dong Boti left, Tang Zhong was dragged to the dressing room by Bai Su's arm again.Zhang Heben and Lin Huiyin followed closely behind uninvited, as if they were afraid of missing some exciting show.

Others also wanted to come in, but they saw that the iron door of the dressing room was closed by Zhang Hepburn with a bang.

"Tang Zhong, are you alright?" Bai Su asked worriedly.Those who come who are not good will not come.Whether it's the Jiang family or the Dong, they seem to have a very strange attitude towards Tang Zhong --- when the little woman named Dong left, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were disheveled, and her skirt was rolled up at one corner, as if the two had just left. It's just that I've had sex here.

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

"It's okay." Tang Zhong said with a smile.

"Then what's the matter with your mouth?" Zhang Hepburn's sharp eyes had long been fixed on the blood at the corner of Tang Zhong's mouth.

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

"Did someone bite your tongue accidentally?" Zhang Hepburn sneered. "Didn't you see it. There is actually a love saint beside us. I was fascinated when we met for the first time."

"It's not that you didn't see it. It's because I never showed it in front of you." Tang Zhong knew that he could only fight back fiercely against a temperament like Zhang Hepburn.If she blindly backed down, she would only intensify her sarcasm. "Which man would waste his expression in front of a woman he doesn't like?"

"You ---" Zhang Heben became furious and rushed forward to fight Tang Zhong.

Tang Zhong took a step back and said, "Do you care so much about whether I like what you do?"

"Who cares?" Zhang Heben thought the same.I don't like him, why should I be so angry. "I just think your vision is extremely poor."

Tang Zhong laughed and said, "You mean that she is not as beautiful as you?"

"Of course." Zhang Heben said as a matter of course. "Not only is she not as beautiful as me. She is also not as good-looking as Hui Yin's sister and Aunt Bai------"

"This is the friendship of women." Tang Zhong said with his tongue. "Just now, I was just like my own sisters. I invited people to my concert and asked them to help bring a handsome guy ----- stabbed someone in the back in the blink of an eye."

"I just said that she is not as good-looking as I am. This is the truth. I didn't say that she has a bad character." Zhang Heben defended.

Bai Su didn't want Tang Zhong and Zhang Heben to talk too much, to prevent the two from getting angry and fighting.

So, she stepped in aloud and asked, "Will they make any fools?"

Tang Zhong smiled wryly, and said: "One is the first meeting, the other is the second meeting --- I don't even know if they are good or bad. How can I know what their intentions are? It's very kind. However, this kindness is also inexplicable---they have 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 Zhong's family." Bai Su said. "Then you---are you going home?"

"Go home?" The smile on Tang Zhong's face froze, and he felt as if someone had stabbed him hard in the chest. "I can't go back."

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

Bai Su saw that Tang Zhong was preoccupied, and said comfortingly, "It's okay. You have hands and feet, and you're good-looking. No matter where you are, you won't starve to death-------The most important thing for us now is to take care of yourself. Get ready. You can't be surpassed by t4."

"t4?" Tang Zhong frowned. "Are they still coming?"

"What do you mean you have come here?" Bai Su said with a smile. "My schedule has been arranged a long time ago, okay? At that time, it was agreed to fight hand-to-hand. Although the first concert was beaten by the three of you, you can't just give up. If Persevere, maybe there is still hope to stand up again. If you give up, it means you have completely withdrawn from the circle. Boyi still has a clear account of this."

"Will anyone still buy their tickets?" Zhang Hepburn asked with a smile.This girl's anger quickly disappeared.It was still tense just now, but after a while the kung fu improved again.

"That's not what we care about." Bai Su said. "However, I saw on their official website that they invited big names to help out - Mingzhu, their concert was blacked out, and the little king Zhong Mingyu didn't have a chance to go on stage. Many fans went there just for Zhong Mingyu. They didn't see anyone, so they got into a big fight in the end. This time, they not only invited Zhong Mingyu, Lin Yijie, and Li Xiaofeng --- each of these people could stand alone. This time, they were all defeated by Boyi Put it on the stage of t4 --- it seems that Boyi's boss has not completely given up on them."

"The mud can't support the wall, and the soil Guanyin is inlaid with gold pieces, and it will still show its original shape when it rains." Zhang Hepburn's words were cruel and poisonous.This little woman who looks like an angel never shows mercy to people she doesn't like. "No one will go to their concert at that time. That would be shameful. What about Zhong Mingyu? They can't do it themselves, so 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 these things," Tang Zhong said. "I'm really concerned about whether they will use the little bitch on us again."

After the last concert incident, everyone completely relaxed for a few days.Originally, they thought that t4 would just die down, and they would no longer provoke them by asking for humiliation.

They even predicted that t4 might cancel Yanjing and Butterfly's concert on the same day, so as not to lose face and face.

Unexpectedly, they are so courageous and thick-skinned. Even though the outside world is scolding them, they still insist on holding this second concert.

If this is the case, Tang Zhong and the others will have to be more cautious.

"Yes." Bai Su nodded. "I'm telling you this to make you mentally prepared. T4 suffered a big loss last time, so it's not likely that they will swallow this breath --- besides, Boyi is in Yanjing In other words, Guo Yunzong's root is in Yanjing. This is their base camp. If they want to use something to deal with us --- we really have no way to resist."

"Why parry?" Tang Zhong said with a smile. "No matter what happens to our concert, we will blame t4 and Boyi—even if we can't sing a single song that night, the fans will only support us even more crazily. Everyone sympathizes with the weak. In their eyes, we are victims, and Boyi is a gangster with no bottom line---I am still thinking about whether to cut off the power supply myself."

"You're the one with the darkest belly." Bai Subai glanced at Tang Zhong and said.

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Suzhou gardens are the best in the world, and Yanjing mansions are all over the capital.

Monk King's Mansion, the mansion of a prince who had little power but knew how to keep in good health during the Qing Dynasty.

The Sengwang Mansion occupies a small area, but it takes up the pattern of mountains and rivers.And because the designer is from Suzhou, the entire palace has the style of Suzhou gardens.The palace is a garden, and the garden is hidden in the palace.The world sees it, and it's wonderful.

It is a pity that the current monk's mansion has become a private residence and is not open to the outside world.Therefore, outsiders cannot get a glimpse of its scenery.

Pavilions, terraces and pavilions, rockery ponds and fish.Bronze animal head, glazed tile eaves.

There is a pool in the courtyard, and a pavilion in the pool.There is a long table in the pavilion, and a huge piece of rice paper is spread on the table.

A young man in a white Tang suit sat there motionless, staring not far away without blinking.

On the opposite side of the small lake is an original ecological zoo.

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

Two tigers with bright hair and tiger stripes were lying lazily on the boulder, their bodies curled up in a ball, as if they were dozing off.

At this time, a mutation arose.

A long-legged antelope ran over in a panic. When it saw the tiger on the boulder, it pulled its legs and ran away crazily.

The two hungry tigers opened their eyes all of a sudden, their eyes were fierce and wild. With a sharp roar, their bodies jumped high from the boulder, and rushed towards the antelope as fast as lightning.

Two tigers cannot fit in one mountain.

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

Therefore, they have to race with the antelope while biting their opponents.

Roar------

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

They show their teeth and claws, and their mane is flying.The word "king" on the forehead is majestic, and the bones and muscles are fully stretched.

"It can be painted." The young man sitting on the pavilion in the middle of the lake said lazily, grabbed the brush that had been prepared a long time ago, and quickly sketched and sprinkled ink on the white paper.

The posture is calm and unrestrained, but also has a bit of arrogance and unruly taste.It is like the indulgent landscape of the seven sages in the bamboo forest, and it is also like the hermit fairy who lives in seclusion in the fairy mountain and pursues the way of calligraphy and painting.

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

Jiang Yiran stood by the lake, watching this scene from a distance.

She didn't come up to bother.

She knew how long and how much energy her cousin would spend preparing for this scene.

Because of this, his paintings are priceless, and are the favorites of princes, nobles, wealthy businessmen and collectors at home and abroad.

Unfortunately, he did not sell one.

Someone asked him why he didn't sell it.Here's his answer: No one loves them more than I do.