I Have a Dragon

"so many people!"

Mo Nan stood in front of the large facade of the "Ink Exhibition" and found that there were more people than he expected.

From the huge exhibition report, it turned out that today is the last day, and many exhibits are also the last exhibition. Those younger generations who participated in calligraphy and painting competitions are also required to submit their works today.

According to the habits of previous years, there should be everyone in Chinese painting. Everyone in calligraphy will choose one or two younger generations to accept them as close disciples.

For this group of real rich second generation, they are not short of money, what they lack is such a famous name that looks very beautiful.

"It seems that these families can have a foothold in Yanjing, and definitely have his capital!"

When Mo Nan entered the ink exhibition, he found that there were many young men and women in it. They were not pretending to look, but they really studied hard. Those rich second generations who only knew about eating, drinking and playing were just rich second generations.

Children of such a large family, they have learned so much more than people know, and they must strive to be the best one since childhood!

Mo Nan walked a dozen times in the wide exhibition hall, but he still couldn't find the familiar Qian Ying. He couldn't help but be slightly anxious, what would happen to her?

In the exhibition hall, watching a group of people come in and go out, waiting from noon to noon, and noon to afternoon, but they have not seen Mu Xuanyin.

Mo Nan made several phone calls to Han Yichang to inquire about Mu Xuanyin. Han Yichang was respectful and patted his heart to say that Mu Xuanyin did not return to school.

Where did she go?

Mo Nan's spirit could not help but feel a little weak, this day is too long for him.

Just then, a thin young man in front of him seemed to be watching a painting intently, and suddenly turned around and hit Mo Nan.

The thin man's body was slightly crooked, and he immediately stood still, and said quickly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I don't know anyone is coming."

His voice was a little low, as if he didn't want to quarrel with others to see paintings here.

After that he left quickly.

Mo Nan glanced back at the thin man, reached out and touched his pocket, and found that the car key in his pocket was gone, and the corner of his mouth was slightly tilted, and he just slowly followed.

The thin man quickly entered the bathroom, and then he didn't know where he came from. A "cleaning" sign was placed directly in the doorway.

His name is Jiang Shangtong, and he is a well-known three-hand thief among Yanjing. Today he has targeted the rich people of the ink show. People are rich and rich, which is exactly the opportunity to start.

If other thieves would not dare to start on this occasion, after all, it is too easy for the characters in it to kill a thief, and the field is still sponsored by the Cao family. It is enough to hear the Cao family ’s territory All thieves are discouraged.

"It's cheaper, 'Yanjing Chu Liuxiang'. It looks like I can close the mountain this time!"

Jiang Shangtong smiled with a smile, his eyes showed a gleam of light, and he took out the car keys that he had just touched from Mo Nan. Although not a famous car, the mosquito was also a flesh. He proudly said, "Oh, I can't put it down anymore. . "

"You seem to be fishing a lot today!" Suddenly a voice came from behind Jiang Shangtong.

"Hey, it's normal, that's ... who ?!" Jiang Shangtong fiercely turned back, and at the same time banged in the past.

Snapped--

Jiang Shangtong's fist was grasped directly and steadily. He knew Mo Nan's familiar face at first glance. He had just stolen the car key.

Mo Nan held Jiang Shangtong's powerful fist, but his face was light and light, and said, "It seems that you have reached out well and can take my things, you are still the first."

"You can find me, you are also the first!" Jiang Shangtong's eyes were fierce, and before he could do anything, his hand was snapped.

"Ah! The heroes spare their lives, spare their lives! The car keys are returned to you!" Jiang Shangtong knew that he was in a big deal, and his hands were broken with his ability. Then this Mo Nan was definitely not his fault.

Mo Nan took the car key and shoved him against the wall.

boom--

"Brother, I've given you back everything. You still have such a heavy hand, isn't it necessary?" Jiang Shangtong was so bumpy that he almost stood unstable.

Mo Nan was slightly surprised. The thief seemed a bit special. He thought that such a collision would knock Jiang Shangtong directly, but he couldn't think that this guy could speak with a grin.

Mo Nan wasn't interested in such a small character. He came here mainly for Mu Xuan Yin. After a little punishment, he just glanced at the stolen wallets and turned away.

But he just turned around, and Huo Ran turned back again, quickly grabbing an open multicolored purse.

There is even a student ID inside!

When Mo Nan saw the photo on the student ID card, his entire head almost banged, and the name on it was "Mu Xuan Yin".

Jiang Shangtong's face also changed, and He's tentatively tempted: "I, I saw that she was a beautiful woman, so I opened it and looked at it twice. She won't be your friend, right? Brother, don't do it, her wallet No money, all cards! I'll give you all! "

Mo Nanmeng looked up and Shen said: "Where is she? Where did you steal her wallet?"

"Third, third floor ..."

...

On the third floor of the ink exhibition, there is an antique school here.

Regardless of the decoration or the calligraphy and paintings hanging around, all of them have the most traditional characteristics of Huaxia, and there are even ancient scrolls and bamboo slips on the bookshelves on both sides.

The lobby is very large, with dozens of large antique-colored desks, and young men and women are working **** their desks to finish their works.

Everyone looked at the calligraphy as if they were proctors in a school, and these young men and women were their disciples.

"Donald, look at their level, it's really good! I have found several good-quality seedlings!" Master Cai with reading glasses smiled.

The old Tang next to him is Teacher Tang. His full name is Tang Fu. There is nothing outstanding about this name, but his identity is the highest among so many masters of Chinese painting and calligraphy.

"Yeah, haha, it seems that you can choose a few to join our big lecture hall! Yesterday I also found a person who can see the eleven koi in the" Thirteen Jins ", which is very talented!" Tang Fu laughed.

"Oh, no matter how talented they are, they have to talk to their teachers. Who knows that the paintings of the Imperial Capital People's Hall are all made by Tang Lao?" A few calligraphers next to me also made fun .

Cai Lao looked at the following disciples and suddenly said, "Don't you say that you are going to offer such an elective course at Yanjing University this year? Why haven't you mentioned it recently?"

"It's a bit difficult. Nowadays, students don't like touching ink anymore. Even for homework, they use e-mail. There are fewer students and less decent tutors. Maybe I really want to invite you out Now! "Tang Fu laughed.

Several old men laughed for a while and didn't dare to make disciples.

"I've got an old bone. I can't teach your college student in Yanjing. I'll just pick two disciples here. What do you think of the last Mu Xuan Yin sitting? I think she writes and draws well."

When Tang Fu and others heard the words, they all quietly looked at the lonely Qian Ying of the last one. I do n’t know why, such a stunning person would sit alone at the last table, and all the places around her were empty.

She seemed to be the quietly blooming deep valley orchid, so lonely that she felt distressed.

Cai Lao lamented: "She is indeed good. I took a look. Her fire can at least occupy the top three. She has nothing to say. Yan Kyoto knows her name and she is from Mu family. Unfortunately, She's so cold that she can't make people. "

Tang Fu also sighed. This is why they do n’t understand this group of old men. Such a beautiful girl should be surrounded by a group of young men and women, but for so long, they have always seen her alone, even She didn't speak a few words.

There are also two Mu family disciples present, one Mu Lingheng and one Mu Yanyan. These two have the same identity as Mu Xuanyin. They are Mu Xuanyin's half-brother brother and sister, but the two of them are too Many friends, no matter where they go, they are surrounded by a group of people.

"The same Mu family, why is there such a big difference?"