"Tie Zhu, are you going to do that to me?" Cao Ziyi asked after leaving the coffee shop.
"Go, today is Ziyi's big day. It doesn't make sense if we don't accompany him all day." Zhao Tiezhu said with a smile. Cao Ziyi nodded with a smile and reached out to hold Li Ling'er, who was extremely entangled because Zhao Tiezhu treated her like a child.
After several people entered the art museum, they went directly to the second floor. However, when they arrived at the door, they stopped and saw several staff members of the art museum taking out Cao Ziyi's work. The one who had been beaten by Zhao Tiezhu before
The staff of the art museum looked high-spirited and shouted, "Move all these things out, and then bring in Master Bai Lin's works."
Zhao Tiezhu's eyes instantly flashed with murderous intent. Sometimes, he is unwilling to kill ordinary people just for the slightest reason. Zhao Tiezhu is not the kind of person who likes to step on people at every turn. Although sometimes he is a bit sultry, sometimes he is
He likes to show off, but most of the time, he is still willing to convince others with his virtue. It's just that dragons have reverse scales. Zhao Tiezhu is not a dragon, but he is not a coward either. The murderous intention in Zhao Tiezhu's eyes seems to be real. Even Li Ling'er on the side can feel it.
A hint of coldness.
Cao Ziyi took a small step forward and reached out to hold Zhao Tiezhu's hand. Zhao Tiezhu turned around, Cao Ziyi just smiled and shook his head. Zhao Tiezhu's surging murderous intention disappeared in an instant, as if he had never appeared before.
At this time, an old man with a slightly hunched back walked up to the staff member and said in an unusually loud voice, "What are you doing? You looked so good, why are you moving away?"
The staff member smiled and said, "Old man, Master Bai Lin's exhibition will be held soon, so these will be removed first. Master Bai Lin, that is a master of traditional Chinese painting. Just wait and see the master's authentic works."
"You're a bastard for the original work! I know that Bai Lin, who wears the title of master, is actually just a five-star painter. Am I right? He is a serious six-star painter. When others call him a master, he has to be modest.
What the heck is a five-star rating? I think these paintings are very good, with profound meanings and good painting style. What’s even more rare is that there is a trace of emotion in these paintings that others can’t see through. You actually want such good paintings?
They were removed, but you grew up taking clenbuterol?" The old man was really not polite at all when he scolded people. Zhao Tiezhu was stunned, but he didn't expect that the eyes of the people are still sharp these days!
The staff member didn't expect to be scolded by an old man. He was just about to get angry. It's a home game. Who would give you any advice? But before he opened his mouth, someone next to him echoed, "Yes, yes."
Ah, the old man is right, I think this painting is quite good. Didn't it say that it will be on display for two days? How come your art museum can just change the time of others? I also plan to bring my son here! "A
The woman in her thirties spoke up to support the old man. Then many people started to express dissatisfaction. The staff member was really scared now. He really didn't expect these onlookers to have such a sense of justice.
, I feel a little embarrassed now. To put it bluntly, this is just an art museum. Although the director is a member of the system, he is just a department-level cadre, and he is still powerless. What if this happens?
If you have offended so many people, you are really cutting yourself off from the people.
Just when the staff member was in a dilemma, Bai Lin appeared. I don't know which corner he jumped out of. He didn't come up from downstairs, but walked directly out from the other side of the second floor exhibition hall.
"Why isn't it better yet?" Bai Lin asked with a frown.
"These people are not allowed to change." The staff member pointed directly at the person in front of him and said.
"What are you doing? Don't worry, my work will not disappoint you." Bai Lin said to everyone with a smile.
"Fuck you." The old man scolded directly, "You are already a boss, but you still bully a newcomer? That's all you can do."
"Old man, why are you swearing?" Bai Lin pointed at the old man and shouted, "Do you believe I will let them carry you out?"
There was a commotion among the people around. This kind of cursing depends on the situation. For children, cursing their parents is the most serious. For adultery, cursing the husband and children is the most serious. For the elderly, cursing them will put them in the coffin.
That's the most serious thing. Bai Lin asked people to carry him out, but wasn't the coffin carried? So when Bai Lin cursed, he really grabbed and cursed him hard.
"What kind of master are you? Have you ever cursed an old man like this? How did your parents teach you? Apologize quickly!" shouted the woman who was the first to speak out in support of the old man.
"Tch, who do you think you are?" Bai Linhuo came up. Today, he was kicked by someone first, and then Sun Jiaying praised someone else's painting in front of him. Now he finally wants to remove that person's painting.
After leaving, he was stopped by so many passers-by. Bai Lin felt that he had a good temper, but the clay figurine also had some anger, right? So Bai Lin immediately exploded.
"It's your honor to show you my paintings, don't you understand? My paintings have been personally praised by the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee. Today I show you my paintings out of mercy, but you are still so nagging,
Believe it or not, I asked the provincial party committee secretary to directly take you for ideological education?"
"Oh my god, is this the so-called master?" Zhao Tiezhu looked at Bai Lin in surprise, who was like a shrew scolding the street. These days, many people, especially public figures, have good minds. Even if they curse, they can pass it.
On Weibo or something like that, after scolding a lot, I deleted the message and then sent a message saying that my account was stolen. What a great way to do it. It was fun to scold but not responsible. Zhao Tiezhu always felt that
Well, scolding is also a skill. The highest level is when I scold you and you are still complacently unaware of the truth. The intermediate level is when I scold you and you have nothing to say. The lowest level is when I scold you and you have nothing to say. The lowest level is when I scold you and you are speechless.
Zhao Tiezhu felt that as a public figure, Bai Lin could say such unreliable words. This is really a miracle in the art world.
Even Cao Ziyi looked at Bai Lin with a little surprise.
The people around were speechless for a while. They were not frightened, but were stunned by the appearance of this man. You still call the provincial party committee secretary to come out? Who do you think you are? I guess you can't even call the village party committee secretary. I've seen him.
People who take themselves seriously, I have never seen people who take themselves so seriously.
The old man stopped cursing, and just looked at Bai Lin's performance with disdain. When Bai Lin said he was tired, the old man sighed and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't scold you."
When Bai Lin heard this, he was feeling proud when the old man continued, "With your IQ, any curse words spoken to you will be a compliment to you."
Bai Lin's face darkened and he shouted, "Okay, okay! Very good! Security guard, where is the security guard?"