At this moment, a loud voice shouted, "Deputy Director Zhao of the Disciplinary Department, lead all the adults to congratulate!"
Mr. Zhang smiled slightly, "Brother Jiang, Mr. Zhao hasn't been out for a long time. This time, he gave up his face. I'll greet you as soon as possible."
"Ah, good, welcome, welcome."
Jiang Tingyu said anxiously, his heart was already in a mess.
He couldn't understand the situation in front of him at all, and his heart became more and more flustered. This feeling of being out of control was really bad.
Said to "welcome", but he still didn't meet him. Deputy Director Zhao, who looked like an angry lion, came very quickly, and entered the field in an instant, followed by more than a dozen second- and third-level star officials.
Deputy Director Zhao spotted Ms. Wen at a glance, with a warm smile on his face like an angry lion, he clasped his fists from a distance, "Ms. Wen has come, Zhao is late, atonement for sin, mere courtesy is no respect."
After saying that, Deputy Director Zhao waved his hand, and a jade box, big or small, appeared in the palms of more than a dozen second-level star officials.
The thousand-year-old sea jade ink is used for painting, and it generates water vapor by itself, which is a rare treasure of first-class painters;
Chi Xinqin, the Chi Yao in the extremely cold place died, his hard work was concentrated for thousands of years, and he got a big ball of nails. This thing blows air into clouds and condenses into air to form.
Su Shou brush, Dong Yi inkstone...
In the more than ten jade boxes, all of them are full of exquisite works of literature and ink. Even if they are not objects of cultivation, if you encounter a monk who is obsessed with literature, these rare treasures are all priceless.
Shocked, it instantly gathered into a storm and swept the audience.
"Cer, I'm not dreaming, am I?"
Wen Zhongdao firmly grasped the arm of the eldest son of the Wen family, his eyes no longer fixed.
"No, no... yes, yes..."
The eldest son of the Wen family was so excited that he was incoherent.
The girl in red stared at Ms. Wen, and uttered every sentence through voice transmission, which was about to drive the sons and daughters of the leaders of the Spring Union League branches who had met with Ms. Wen crazy.
Miss Mei grabbed Jiang Yulang's sleeve tightly, and said in a dark voice, "Jiang Lang, your body seems to be trembling. Could it be that Jiang Lang regretted it, and there is still time."
Jiang Yulang's sculptural handsome face gently twitched, "Miss Mei is worrying too much, Jiang is not the type to look forward to the future."
However, the shock in his heart could not be suppressed no matter what, Jiang Tingyu's instructions poured into his ears like a tide, making him extremely embarrassed.
Jiang Tingyu repented, and the middle-aged man in Huafu, who was so excited that he was about to faint, sent the sound transmission like pearls into his ears.
He knew that the eldest son of the Wen family had bought middle-aged men in fancy clothes to create a platform for Miss Wen to showcase her talents.
How scheming he was, he didn't need to be reminded by the middle-aged man in fancy clothes. In a flash, he understood that Miss Wen liked Jiang Yulang, and to a considerable extent.
Otherwise, such a thin-faced girl would never be bold enough to show off her painting skills in the world. One can imagine how much courage Miss Wen Jia mustered.
At this point in thinking, Jiang Tingyu can't care about Miss Mei, as for the Heavenly Soul Talisman, he would rather not have it.
Having been in the upper class, he knows far better than ordinary people what kind of terrifying power Zhao's gang has.
Just looking at the degree of respect Deputy Director Zhao has for Miss Wen, it is clear that Miss Wen is poking a huge monster that blocks the sky from behind, maybe it is the elder of some courtyard.
He didn't dare to expect to make friends with such people, even if he just had a little relationship with Deputy Director Zhao, it would be enough for him to benefit from it.
At that time, the power of the Spring Union Alliance can easily skyrocket. At that time, will there be a lack of Heavenly Soul Talisman
At this moment, Jiang Tingyu suppressed the sea of hearts that was about to boil, and kept intimidating Jiang Yulang through voice transmission, trying to coax Miss Wen well.
However, Jiang Yulang is used to the demeanor of Mr. Pian Pianjia. Earlier, in order to win over Miss Mei, he had already reprimanded Miss Wen in a rare disregard for his image.
If the wind pulls the sails and turns the direction of the wind, he dare not imagine how the image he has worked so hard for for many years will be destroyed.
In his heart, he couldn't help but blame his father for his lack of foresight. He didn't know why Jiang Yulang was so popular.
What is the cultivation level of the soul-sensing period? Don't have too many golden lions!
If Jiang Yulang's image of a pure gentleman is ruined, who would favor him
"Why, Miss, don't you notice?"
Deputy Director Zhao looked at Ms. Wen with a smile and said, "It's true that I received the news of Miss's arrival. It was too hasty and I didn't have time to prepare. Please don't blame Miss."
As deputy director Zhao finished speaking, the red-faced middle-aged man who was in charge of escorting him staggered towards Jiang Tingyu and shouted hastily, "Elder Xia is here, Elder Xia is here, Patriarch, Elder Xia is here."
boom!
Everyone in the arena was full of enthusiasm, one after another shocking, rolling, the scene boiled again and again.
Countless scorching gazes stared at Ms. Wen intently, and really couldn't figure out who this Ms. Wen was.
There are also people with ulterior motives who see the hope of causing chaos.
Elder Xia seldom showed up. Except for Deputy Director Zhao, almost no one in the field had seen his true face. He was an image of a cold-faced old man.
He arrived in the smallest group, accompanied only by a middle-aged man with sharp eyes, who looked like Miss He Mei.
"Father."
Miss Mei took Jiang Yulang by the hand, walked quickly to meet the middle-aged man with sharp eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The battle that Ms. Wen set off earlier put a lot of pressure on her.
Now it's all right, my father has arrived and invited Elder Xia, so I don't have to be afraid even if the sky is over.
Vice President Mei gave Ms. Mei a cold look, and reprimanded, "There are no rules, and you still don't greet the elders!"
Elder Xia waved his sleeves, and Miss Mei and Jiang Yulang, who were about to greet him, were all swept to the sides.
Only when Jiang Tingyu came up to him, Elder Xia glared impatiently. Jiang Tingyu felt a chill in his spine, and involuntarily moved out of the way. A heart that was not beating in the cavity was so excited that it was about to burst.
Elder Xia glanced at Deputy Director Zhao, and said as if he was crying, "You guys have fast legs."
Deputy Director Zhao, Director Zhang and others all bowed to salute.
Elder Xia waved his hand, "Don't bother me, who is Miss Wen, come and see me."
Miss Wen stepped forward quickly, and gave a blessing to Elder Xia.
At this moment, in the center of the storm, she was the calmest.
It is really at this moment, the great sorrow and joy experienced are too frequent, and the heart has experienced thousands of waves, and it is already like a rock.
She didn't think about how all of this evolved, she only regarded it as a special gift from God after hearing her desperate prayer.
With peace of mind, she sat and watched the development of the situation, waiting quietly.
Elder Xia laughed, "Sure enough, he is gentle, calm and uncommon, and has everyone's appearance. It's just a pity that he is weaker in martial arts. I don't know if you are interested in worshiping under my sect. Others dare not say that within ten years, I will send you into my family." The soul-sensing state, the old man can still guarantee it."