After my daughter died of depression, I was born again!

“You said you got consent and got consent? Why haven’t we heard the curator talk about it? ”

He smiled coldly.

Look back at the people behind you.

Apparently waiting for everyone to echo it.

Sycophancy, sycophancy can exist wherever it is.

Present.

After the man finished speaking.

Really.

Several people spoke.

“Yes, I heard that today there will be a special exhibition of several unborn works of the curator, there will be many people, who must not come honestly according to the rules? How come I have never heard of it, and come in by the back door? ”

“Yes, you said that the curator knows that the curator knows? Maybe you sneak someone in and think about not paying for the ticket! ”

“I also think that this matter needs to be more rigorous, after all, today is the new painting of the exhibition director, if something goes wrong, it will not be good.”

………………

A group of people are talking together.

Shi Lan’s face became ugly.

Zhang Xiangying was also a little confused.

Let’s be honest.

They said that the curator knew about it, and to some extent it was an exaggeration.

After all, even Director Pu was busy every day, and he didn’t have time to see them.

Where did it come from?

Just said hello to the curator’s secretary.

It was just a matter of bringing a child in for a talent test.

The curator’s secretary pondered that this was not a big deal.

And agreed.

Just tell them to bring someone in and go directly to the talent test hall through the back door.

Zhang Xiangying didn’t know what to do at this time.

She also didn’t want to offend the group of people in front of her.

After all, to some extent, after bringing Tuan Tuan over today, after doing the talent test, the most important purpose is to let Tuan Tuan pick a master in this group of people.

If you get the appreciation of one of them, you will succeed in the mentor-apprentice relationship.

I just didn’t expect this situation to happen.

Offended, there is no one to worship the teacher.

Don’t sin, is it just blocked here by a group of people?

Wouldn’t it be even more embarrassing if it was discovered?

Things are a dilemma. Shi Lan didn’t speak for a while, he obviously had the same idea as Zhang Xiangying.

The atmosphere was just when it was slightly awkward and silent.

Li Xiu suddenly glanced sideways at Zhang Xiangying.

“What is the name of the director of Hangcheng Art Museum~?”

He suddenly asked.

Zhang Xiangying and Shi Lan did not react for a moment.

When he came to his senses, Zhang Xiangyingcai hurriedly stretched out his hand and quietly tugged on Li Xiu’s sleeve.

“Don’t ask the name of the curator.”

Zhang Xiangying lowered his voice.

“We actually contacted the curator’s secretary.”

As a last resort, Zhang Xiangying could only tell Li Xiu the actual situation.

Unexpectedly, Li Xiu was not surprised at all.

“Is it called Lianlian?”

Li Xiu did not speak, but asked.

Zhang Xiangying’s face suddenly changed.

Oh, my God.

This man.

In the end, do you know that the curator is simply a god-like existence in the minds of so many people.

These dozen people.

More or less all were taught by the curator.

It is simply an epoch-making existence.

Zhang Xiangying quickly nodded.

I was afraid that the conversation between the two would be louder and be heard by the group of people on the opposite side.

After all, talking about the curator here, and in front of everyone, is already blasphemous to some extent.

“Yes, yes, yes.”

“It’s him.”

“Let’s not talk about him, after all…”

Zhang Xiangying said hurriedly.

She lowered her voice.

But he didn’t expect that after speaking, Li Xiu suddenly smiled.

“Just call and ask the curator?”

Li Xiu hugged Tuan Tuan and said with a smile.

Zhang Xiangying was taken aback. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Before he could stop it, he heard more than a dozen people on the opposite side start to boo.

“Can you really call the teacher?”

The man was clearly interested.

He looked at Li Xiu with a funny face.

Don’t say anything else.

In the past two years, the teacher has been busy with creative things.

There is simply no time or energy to take care of these little things.

He had long seen that Shi Lan was lying.

It’s just trying to embarrass the other party.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually climbed up the pole.

He really wanted to see if these people could call the teacher in front of them today!

If the atmosphere is stuck here, you can’t get off the stage.

Li Xiudao didn’t want to pretend to be anything.

He suddenly remembered that when he had not come to Hangcheng last year, he once did business and met the director of the so-called Hangcheng Art Museum in the square.

It was also he who reminded himself of Tuantuan’s talent in painting.

Therefore, Li Xiu remembered very deeply.

At this time, everyone is stuck here, and they can’t get in.

Isn’t it a waste of time?

If I make a call and ask for clarification, can I go in?

Li Xiuke still remembered that the old gentleman told him that if he changed his mind, he could call him at any time.

Now I think I think it’s possible.

Li Xiu thought.

He put the milk ball he was holding in his arms on the ground.

Then he pulled out a stack of business cards from his pocket.

This is the beginning of the mobile phone memory is limited.

Most of the interactions rely on business cards.

Li Xiu is also in business, so he has the habit of carrying business cards and books on his body.

He flipped the business card book to the end.

At that time, I was just starting to start my business, so it was easy to rummage.

Sure enough.

At the time of the penultimate page.

Li Xiu found the contact person and phone number written on it.

Lian Pu.

Director of Hangcheng Art Museum.

Contact number: 1775…………

When the man saw him, he actually took out a telephone book and rummaged through it.

I was amused right now. (Wang Zhao)

What is this?

The so-called contact information of feelings is still recorded in the phone book.

This proves that he has never called the curator at all!

Otherwise, it would have been saved in the address book long ago!

More than a dozen people looked at Li Xiu’s eyes more and more wrong.

Shi Lan and Zhang Xiangying’s palms were also soaked with a layer of sweat.

What should I do here?

I can’t get off the stage at all!

Li Xiudao didn’t care about the eyes of the people around him.

He took out his cell phone and dialed it according to the number on his business card.

After Moyo rang seven or eight times, the phone was finally answered. However, when I heard it, I was not the curator. It was a young girl.

“Hey, hello? Is it looking for a curator? ”

The girl’s voice said apologetically.

“I’m very sorry, the curator is very busy today, there is no time to answer your call, if you have an emergency, you can call this number after 15 o’clock in the evening…”