After Long Xue kicked it, Ye Feng had already ran towards the statue. She had been prepared for it, how could she be kicked.
When I arrived at Wang Wangshan, I naturally wanted to pay my respects to Li Xian, the hapless prince.
The three of them turned around the statue, and Ye Fengzhong sighed in admiration.
"Don't even say, the'government' is really willing to make money. Look, this statue is actually made of copper. I don't know how it was made back then. Hehe, if you sell this copper, it might still be sold. A few money!"
Ye Feng said to himself, naturally attracting the two women's eyes.
"Miss, do you want to take a picture?"
A young man stopped Dongfang Yaoqing and Long Xue. He couldn't see exactly how Dongfang Yaoqing looked, but he couldn't see the difference from her figure. Looking at Long Xue on the other side, naturally, he felt a little itch. . . .
Ye Feng smiled and said, "No."
"It doesn't seem to matter to take a picture!" Long Xue was a little eager to try.
"Yeah, when I came to Wang Wangshan, how come I have to take a photo with Prince Zhang Huai!" The young man with long hair in a shawl thought he was very artistic, but in the eyes of Ye Feng, he was a perfect* *Of course, Ye Feng himself is also **, but he feels that his grade is countless higher than this young man. . .
While the young man was talking, he stared at the two women fiercely, naturally there was a hint of sex in his eyes.
The beauty is currently, if there is no sex, it would be weird.
If Ye Feng were changed, he would do the same.
But he can do this, but young people cannot do this, so Ye Feng said rudely: "Long Xue, you really want to take pictures of you, I guess, this brother is mostly an art lover, right?"
The young man was taken aback and nodded subconsciously: "Yes, I have been studying the art of photography, and I have several works published in the newspaper..."
"Then are you willing to take pictures for them for free?" Ye Feng was still smiling.
The young man was taken aback again: "Of course, of course, I think they are very photogenic. Fortunately, I am not a scout, otherwise, I must dig them into the entertainment industry, ha ha."
"Have you heard?" Ye Feng smiled to Long Xue: "Just you are stupid, he will take pictures for you for free, but it won't be long before your pictures will be distributed everywhere on the Internet. Do you really want to be famous? Come out of Lixianmen or Wangwangshanmen?"
"Why are you like this? You are insulting art, and you are insulting my personality!" The young man was displeased and said angrily. . .
The people next to him gathered around.
Ye Feng sneered and said: "Don't talk to me about personality. How much is a personality worth? Cut, do you really think you know art? Even if you know art, unfortunately we are not interested, you can nag me again. , I even smashed your camera, believe it or not?"
"Gen, what's the matter?" The same men who took pictures gathered together and stared at Ye Feng provocatively. Of course, they did not forget to stare at Long Xue and Dongfang Yaoqing behind Ye Feng. . .
Beauty, beauty!
Several men were muttering in their hearts. They were indeed as Ye Feng thought. They took pictures, even if they didn’t charge a fee. They took the negatives home and put them on the computer to enjoy them. When it’s okay, ask for five. When a girl is helping to solve a physical problem, she can also have a "sex" fantasy while looking at the photos of the two women. How cool!
It's just that these men who have a persistent pursuit of art will not "expose" their dirty thoughts, so they are now on the right side, staring at Ye Feng aggressively, watching them. Come, Ye Feng is indeed too much. . .
It is okay to insult people, how can art be insulted
"Who are you? You can't take pictures yet? Root, take pictures for me, we take pictures together, I think he still wants to smash the camera, and think who you are?" One looks very rough, with a shawl. Yelled the long-haired man.
Ye Feng said with a very aggrieved look: "Isn't it okay if you don't shoot?"
Several men didn't make trouble for him, so they took the camera and took photos. . .
Long Xue and Dongfang Yaoqing naturally knew what kind of person Ye Feng was, and knew that he was playing with this group of men again, so naturally they also happily watched the excitement.
"Have you taken enough shots?" Ye Feng looked so wronged: "Is it all right?"
The men became even more arrogant. The man called Genzi glared at Ye Feng: "Come on, get out of your way, don't block your sight, you think we are interested in you, you know, we are all cities. Of the Chinese Photographers Association, we are only interested in beautiful things, go away!"
Khan, this guy can brag loudly, but anyway, if he brags about taxes, Ye Feng can let him do it. He just thought that Dongfang Yaoqing would never be recognized on one side, so he pulled Dongfang Yaoqing and stood aside. , Smiled and said: "Well, if you want to take a picture, take this woman, don't forget to post her picture on the Internet, hehe..."
Long Xue stared at Ye Feng bitterly, knowing that Ye Feng, the shameless guy, had pushed the matter to him again, but said to several men with a cold expression: "Stop!"
Several men were taken aback, oh, this beauty still has a temper!
"Come on, give me a smile!" A man naturally said a very popular and shameless sentence on the Internet. . .
So Long Xue was angry.
With a crisp bang, the talking man was drawn to fly more than two meters away. The other men were startled, but before they could react, Long Xue was like an angry tiger entering the sheepfold. , Shot again and again, knocked several big men to the ground, uneasy, and said with a violent kick first.
"Hey, I told you not to shoot. You have to do it. Now you know how good it is. As the saying goes, tigers can't be'touched', and this tigress is even more difficult for you to provoke, hey, it's so pitiful!"
Ye Feng sneered on the side. . .
Everyone exclaimed.
Long Xue seemed to have caught this opportunity to beat someone. She was finally regarded as a hero, who was deflated in front of Ye Feng every day, and she beat them quite vigorously, but a group of men on the ground were like the standing prince Zhang Huai. It was also because of the woman who became unlucky. Prince Zhang Huai, Li Xian, had never been beaten by a woman at that time, so these art artists were even more unlucky and tragic.
Weeping father and mother, screaming.
They couldn't figure out, how could a beauty with such a beautiful appearance be so cruel, but the fists and feet that Long Xue fell on them were indeed so cruel that they were so painful that they couldn't even scream.
Screaming is a good habit. People’s instinctive response is that when you scream, you feel good. When you scream, you can alleviate your pain.
So several men are still screaming.
And Ye Feng finally moved, but he didn’t dare to stop Long Xue. Women also need to vent. Just like men often seek women to vent, Long Xue needs to vent now. If he doesn’t vent in time, Ye Feng will have a lot of vent. Dangerous, who made him stand up with Long Xue, a nanny and bodyguard, to protect his safety is not enough, but it poses a huge threat to his safety.
Picking up the cameras scattered on the ground and removing the brackets, Ye Feng seemed to be practicing iron sand palms. He beat several cameras to pieces with one palm, and completely scrapped them.
On the other hand, the onlookers opened their eyes wide, swallowing their saliva, and constantly chanting Ami Tofu.
Oh my god, Buddhist holy land, how can it be so rough