"so many people!"
Mo Nan stood in front of the gate of the "Ink Exhibition", and found that there were more people inside than he expected.
I learned from the huge exhibition report that today is the last day, and many exhibits are also the last exhibition. Those younger generations who participated in the calligraphy and painting competition will also submit their works today.
According to the habits of previous years, there should be masters of traditional Chinese painting, and masters of calligraphy will choose one or two juniors to be their closed disciples today.
For this group of real rich second generations, they don't lack money, what they lack is this kind of reputation that looks very good.
"It seems that these aristocratic families can gain a foothold in Yanjing, and they definitely have his capital!"
After Mo Nan entered the ink exhibition, he found that there were quite a few young men and women in it. They were not pretending, but were really learning with their heart. Those rich second generations who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun were just the rich second generations of nouveau riche.
The children of such a big family, they have learned much more than people realize, and they must strive to be the best one since they were young!
Mo Nan walked more than ten laps in the spacious exhibition hall, but he still didn't find that familiar figure. He couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Something happened to her, right?
In the exhibition hall, I saw groups of people coming in and going out, waiting from morning to noon, noon to afternoon, but I didn't see Mu Xuanyin's figure yet.
Mo Nan called Han Yichang several times to inquire about Mu Xuanyin's situation. Han Yichang was always respectful and said that Mu Xuanyin had not returned to school.
Where did she go?
Mo Nan's spirit couldn't help feeling a little sluggish, this day was too long for him.
At this moment, a thin young man in front seemed to be concentrating on looking at a painting, and suddenly turned around and bumped into Mo Nan.
The thin man tilted his body slightly, stopped immediately, and said quickly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't know someone was coming."
His voice was a little low, as if he didn't want to disturb others looking at the paintings here.
After speaking, he left quickly.
Mo Nan turned his head and glanced at the thin man, reached out to touch his pocket and found that the car keys in his pocket were missing, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, and he followed him slowly.
The thin man quickly entered the bathroom, and then he didn't know where he got a "cleaning" sign, and put it directly at the door.
His name is Jiang Shangtong, and he is a well-known three-handed thief in Yanjing. Today, he has already targeted the wealthy people in Mozhan. There are many people and money, which is just the opportunity to strike.
Other thieves would definitely not dare to do it on this occasion. After all, it is too easy for the characters in it to kill a thief, and this event is still sponsored by the Cao family. I heard that the territory of the Cao family is enough for several All the thieves are discouraged.
"I'm 'Yanjing Chuliuxiang' cheaper. It seems that this time I can close the mountain!"
Jiang Shangtong chuckled, his eyes lit up for a while, and he took out the car keys he just picked up from Mo Nan. Although it was not a famous car, the mosquitoes were small enough to be meat. He proudly said: "Oh, I can hardly put it down. .”
"It seems that you made a lot of money today!" Suddenly a voice came from behind Jiang Shangtong.
"Hey, it's so-so, just... who?!" Jiang Shangtong turned his head violently, and punched him at the same time.
Snapped--
Jiang Shangtong's fist was directly and firmly grasped, and he recognized Mo Nan's familiar face when he calmed down. He just stole his car keys.
Mo Nan held Jiang Shangtong's powerful fist, but his face was calm, and said: "It seems that your reaching is not bad. You are still the first to be able to take away my things."
"You are also the first one who can spot me!" Jiang Shangtong's eyes were fierce, and before he could make a move, his hand was snapped off.
"Ah! Hero, spare your life, spare your life! Return the car keys to you!" Jiang Shangtong knew that he was in trouble, but with his ability, his hand was broken in one fell swoop, so Mo Nan was definitely not something he could mess with.
Mo Nan took the car keys and pushed him against the wall.
boom--
"Brother, I returned everything to you. You still have such a heavy hand, isn't it necessary?" Jiang Shangtong was bumped so badly that he could hardly stand still.
Mo Nan was a little surprised. This thief seemed a bit special. He thought that such a collision would knock Jiang Shangtong unconscious, but he didn't expect this guy to be able to speak with a grin.
Mo Nan wasn't interested in such a small role. He came here mainly for Mu Xuanyin, so it was fine to punish him a little. He glanced at the pile of stolen wallets, turned around and left.
But just as he turned around, he suddenly turned around again, and quickly grabbed an opened colorful wallet.
There is even a student ID card inside!
When Mo Nan saw the photo on the student ID card, his whole head almost boomed. The name on it was "Mu Xuanyin"
Jiang Shangtong's complexion also changed, and he tentatively said: "I, I saw that she is a beautiful woman, so I opened it up and took a second look. She can't be your friend, right? Brother, don't do anything. There is no penny, it’s all cards! I’ll give it all to you!”
Mo Nan raised his head abruptly, and said in a deep voice, "Where is she? Where did you steal her wallet?"
"Three, the third floor..."
...
Among the third floors of the ink exhibition, there is an antique flavor here.
Whether it is the decoration or the calligraphy and paintings hanging around, all of them have the most traditional Chinese characteristics. There are even ancient scrolls and bamboo slips on the bookshelves on both sides.
The hall is very large, with dozens of large antique desks, each young man and woman are working hard on their own desks to complete their works.
Several calligraphers looked at it, as if they were the invigilators in the school, and these young men and women were their disciples.
"Mr. Tang, judging by their level, they are really good! I have already found several seedlings with good qualifications!" Mr. Cai, who was wearing reading glasses, said with a smile.
Mr. Tang next to him is Mr. Tang, whose full name is Tang Fu. It sounds like his name is not outstanding, but his status is the highest among so many masters of traditional Chinese painting and calligraphy.
"Yeah, haha, it seems that we can choose a few to join our big lecture hall! Yesterday I also found one who can see the eleven koi in "Thirteen Brocades". It's very talented!" Tang Fu said with a smile.
"Hehe, no matter how talented they are, they must follow the right teacher. Who doesn't know that the paintings in the People's Hall of our imperial capital are all made by you, Mr. Tang." Several calligraphers next to them also joked happily .
Cai Lao looked at the disciples below and suddenly said, "Mr. Tang, didn't you say that you will offer such an elective course at Yenching University this year? Why haven't you mentioned it recently?"
"It's a bit difficult. Students nowadays don't like to touch ink very much. They even use emails to do their homework. There are fewer students and even fewer decent tutors. Maybe some of you will really be invited out of the mountain at that time." Already!" Tang Fu laughed.
The old men laughed again, not daring to disturb the disciples.
"I'm so old, I can't teach you Yanjing college students. I just choose two disciples here. What do you think of Mu Xuanyin sitting at the end? I think she is good at writing and painting."
Hearing this, Tang Fu and the others silently looked at the lonely figure in the last table. For some reason, such a stunning person sat alone at the last table. Moreover, the seats around her were all empty.
She seemed to be a deep valley orchid quietly blooming, so lonely that it made people feel distressed.
Cai Lao sighed: "She is really good. I took a look and she can at least rank in the top three. Her appearance is nothing to say. Yanjing already knows her name, and she was born in the Mu family. It's a pity. She is too cold-tempered to get along with others."
Tang Fu also sighed, which is why they old men couldn't figure it out, such a beautiful girl should be surrounded by a group of young men and women, but they have never seen her alone for so long, even She didn't speak much.
There were also two Mu family disciples present, one Mu Lingheng and the other Mu Yanyan. These two had the same identity as Mu Xuanyin, and they were Mu Xuanyin's half-brother and sister. I have many friends, no matter where I go, I will be surrounded by a group of people.
"It's the same Mu family, why is there such a big difference?"
