I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

I have known all day long to show muscles and soak women in school, and my mind is full of muscles. Every time I can't grab a woman, I will start to beat others. If he hadn't had a big family as the backstage, early I don’t know when it was done.

"Shut up your stinky mouth John, or do you want to have a fight with me?"

Thomas replied mercilessly, with a gloomy face.

The two of them have never dealt with each other in the school, and their respective families are competitors with bad relations.

"Of course, an elegant person like me will not play with you. After all, my mind is knowledge, not muscles twisted together. But I have never watched your game. I heard that it is still an amateur game. Third place? I hope that we won’t lose people to the school by then. We need to find a place for you from our project."

The young man named John smiled contemptuously, and the entourage beside him also agreed. This series of operations made Thomas, who was aggrieved by himself, even more uncomfortable. He sneered and sneered:

"This is all a small problem for me. Except for those monsters that I can't fight in a boxing match, I really haven't been afraid of anyone. It's you, you are not the girl from Hepstead Art High School. Yes? Yesterday’s strike-up I heard was ignored again, but it’s really miserable, and you won’t see it anymore. I heard that people are going to transfer to Neon. Unrequited love from thousands of miles away is really hard for you."

John took a deep breath and said lightly:

"So I took the transfer qualification first. When it comes to world knowledge and folklore, I still know a lot. Anyway, as long as you can get into the finals, you can get the qualification for exchange. What's the problem?"

"Then I wish you not to be a spectator after the knockouts, and good luck to you."

"The same to you!"

On the other side, in the team of Hepster Art High School, Shiina Shirai stood quietly in the team, but his eyes were looking into the distance.

But before long, the cousin who was standing in the row with her poked Zhen Bai's arm and urged:

"It's really white after leaving, and it's time to enter the game. I believe you can definitely win the championship!"

"Oh……"

Chihiro Chihiro is very confident in her cousin. Although this girl is completely useless in life, as far as art is concerned, she can definitely be regarded as the top existence of her peers, and it is not certain that she will be able to stay in Chiku in the future.

"correct!"

Chihiro Chihiro thought something, and said, "The student in the dormitory mentioned a package yesterday. The name on it is yours. Did you send it from the UK?"

After Zhenbai heard it, her eyes finally fluctuated, and she no longer had the slightest emotion in it as before.

"It's something I bought."

"Huh? You don't need to waste money like this for daily necessities, just buy them at that time."

Chihiro Chihiro sighed. This cousin of his own is too self-willed sometimes. It's just fine to buy luggage or something locally. Why waste money like this?

"No." Zhenbai shook his head, "Is a very powerful...Is it a teacher?"

"teacher?"

"A very powerful person, such a respectable name."

"That can indeed be called so respectfully."

After thinking about it, Chihiro Chihiro agreed.

"It's the work of a teacher I admire, a work of art that I like very much, and a friend of mine bought it, and she admires it very much."

"painting?"

"A man made of clay and metal."

"Really?" Chihiro Chihiro didn't know anything like this, but isn't it just a figure made of clay and metal? She is more or less aware of this as a neon person, but she is a little curious about how much money Zhen Bai has spent, "How much did you spend?"

"620,000 pounds."

"what?!"

When she heard this number, Chihiro Chihiro was silly. After she reacted, she quickly scratched her fingers and came to an extremely exaggerated conclusion, "Nine...90 million yen?! His--"

Her one-month after-tax salary is 200,000, and 90 million is needed... it takes her nearly 40 years without eating or drinking to save enough, and such a large sum of money, my cousin actually bought a... manage?

"I have basically sold all the paintings I can sell. That teacher is very good."

Chihiro Chihiro's body stagnated, her expression became a lot more solemn, and she said solemnly:

"It's really white, you are absolutely fooled. How could the figure model be sold at this price? I also know some friends who like this. The figure model they collect is only a few hundred thousand yen."

Without common sense of society, it is easy to be deceived. Fortunately, after hearing the news, you may be able to recover some losses after calling the police.

It's just a pity...

Zhenbai cherishes her paintings very much. She has never sold a few paintings since she was a child. Most of her works have been kept in the exhibition room of her home. This girl is the treasure of her uncle, and her paintings are also something uncle valued very much. But my uncle might never have imagined that Zhenbai would sell all the paintings that he has worked so hard to cherish in order to buy a figure.

"Oh... I will ask my students to call the police for you, and give them to the police. The amount of money is so large that the police will definitely take it seriously."

Upon hearing Chihiro Chihiro Chihiro intends to hand over his things to the police, Zhenbai's eyes stared and anxiously shouted:

"do not want!!"

Zhenbai's negative voice was so loud that even the front row teacher led the team to look behind, or Chihiro Chihiro signaled that there was nothing serious before the team moved on.

"My little ancestor, please be quiet, you have been cheated, you have been cheated! How can a model sell so expensive."

"No...No, the teacher's work is perfect, and her value cannot be compared with money!"

It is rare that Chihiro Chihiro was angry when he saw his cousin, as if his work was viewed by others and came to the conclusion that it’s worthless.

This was the first time Chihiro Chihiro saw his cousin angry. Although his expression did not change, his eyes were terrifying.

Chihiro Chihiro held her forehead, and her heart became increasingly impatient. When she thought of her cousin's 40-year salary to buy a figure, she felt like she was going to die.

Chapter 75 The Unreachable True Meaning

"That's... my thing!"

Zhen Bai's appearance at this time looked like a golden retriever protecting the food. If you don't give a lesson, the ghost knows what stupid things she will do in the future.

"It's white! Listen to me. No one will sell a figure that is meaningless at such an inflated price. The bubble is just a huge bubble, and there must be someone in it!"

"It's not meaningless, it's not handwork, it's art!" Zhenbai glared her eyes and argued for reason. She was originally from a family of artists, and she couldn't be better at discerning whether something has artistic value.

The artwork cannot be tainted at all, not to mention that the producer has never met himself, but has always respected the teacher, and belittle the artist as a despicable liar. This is undoubtedly a great insult to Zhen Bai.

Her good friend Rita was the first person to see such a wonderful artwork. Rita was Zhenbai's roommate when she was in the UK.

One day, Rita was very excited to show her something, saying that it was a work she bought from a neon teacher for 5,000 pounds, because the price was too low, and she let her roommate Rita felt uncomfortable, she felt that she was taking advantage of others, and she was still worried about it.

At first, she didn't take it seriously, because Rita would always show herself some weird things, especially when she was stuck in a bottleneck that time, and she had been depressed all the time. But this time is different. In the 80-centimeter-high model, whether it is from the character’s bitter smile and resentment in the eyes, but only determined to retreat, or from the simple sandbags and broken walls behind him. Against the background, a tragic battlefield suddenly appeared in Zhen Bai's mind.

The girl’s unyielding cheeks are full of blood, and the resentment and despair in her eyes are vividly displayed, but because the retreat can only leave behind the wounded and unable to take away the resentment of the comrades in arms, resenting their inadequacy, resenting the existence of war, resenting the existence of friends will leave Go away by yourself, resenting that everyone has become a tool of war...