The three voices did not deliberately lower their voices.
Someone in the back seat heard their conversation and came up and said, "Master L never accepts disciples."
Yun Hanqin: "No disciples are accepted, but you can give pointers."
This is also true, the analysis here is not small, and it spread quickly.
The discussion reached the stage, and the curator and Director Liu looked very ugly.
Especially Director Liu.
He was about to be blown up by Zuo Qingxuan.
He didn't understand what she was going crazy.
He spent a lot of manpower and material resources to pave her way, and now, the eldest lady is here, and such a good opportunity is in front of him.
Suddenly went crazy.
Obviously know that when they discussed it was normal.
How come it became such a virtue as soon as he came to power.
I am ashamed of myself, and also embarrassed the art museum with her.
It's simply unreasonable.
The curator looked at Zuo Qingxuan with a deep expression, "Your exam time has expired, go down."
Zuo Qingxuan hugged the statue and pointed it to him, "Curator, take a closer look, she is imitating Master L, and the previous calligraphy. You can compare the photos on the official website of the World Association."
Someone said: "This is not strange, Master L and Old Su must be very familiar, there is nothing strange to point to Old Su's granddaughter."
Zuo Qingxuan: "She is not qualified to mock others to imitate."
Everyone was speechless, when did the eldest ridicule?
Obviously it is guiding.
This woman is not clear about her mind.
How did it get selected into the art museum?
Hearing the discussion and suspicion of the crowd, the curator's expression became darker.
Director Liu simply called up the staff to pull Zuo Qingxuan down.
Zuo Qingxuan did not leave, so Mo Luan had to give an explanation.
The curator frowned and gave the staff a wink.
The staff forcefully pulled Zuo Qingxuan away.
"Let go of me, it's not fair. She oppresses people by her identity, and I am not convinced."
Mo Luan dropped the carving knife, "All right."
The two words that are not heavy and not light, miraculously stopped the noisy discussion.
Everyone looked at the unruly, unruly and lazy girl on the stage.
The girl raised her hand and stroked the messy hair on the side of her ear.
Looking at Zuo Qingxuan, he said: "A good hand was broken by you, and you want to put your whole life in it?"
"You threaten me."
Zuo Qingxuan, who had thrown away the pretense, exuded sharp thorns and his eyes were fierce.
On weekdays, she is like two people, strange and terrifying at the same time.
Especially people who are familiar with her, thinking of her high evaluation of her in the past, I feel embarrassed.
Although, people nowadays live in masks.
But the contrast between the woman in front of him and the previous one was too great, and it really shocked everyone.
Mo Luan chuckled, looking at her with beautiful phoenix eyes, "You, I still don't care about it."
These words were like burning iron hitting Zuo Qingxuan's face.
It made her feel painful.
She had never put Mo Luan in her eyes before, but now she slapped her in the face with these words.
Let everyone humiliate her in her place, on her "stage".
She bit her hateful teeth, if it wasn't for the staff to pull it, she would definitely rush to bite her.
Mo Luan looked at the colorfully changing face, and found it very interesting.
In the past, she has not encountered a self-righteous idiot like Zuo Qingxuan!
However, many people are smarter and just accept it when the situation is wrong.
Even the people who licked the blood on the blade were respectful to her.
The little one, Zuo Qingxuan, still wants her to put her in his eyes.
Isn't this a joke?
If everyone caught her eyes, wouldn't her eyes be squeezed.