Seeing that no one came in, Yao Shan gritted his teeth and began to play the guzheng with increasing force.
Seat No. 100 is an area divided before arriving at the painting area.
The corner is a bit long. To be honest, few people come here.
Because most people will pass by here and go directly to the painting area.
He was unwilling to give in.
I really don¡¯t want such a perfect work to be buried.
At this time, footsteps sounded, Yao Shan raised his head, his eyes lit up, but before anyone came over, he heard a helpless voice: "Where is this, the toilet?"
After saying that, the footsteps became distant again, obviously leaving.
Yao Shan¡¯s face was full of anger.
bathroom?
Is this a toilet?
This place is clearly the pinnacle of art!
The master is not here, so he wants to help him keep watch.
He even looked forward to more little red flowers to give recognition to the owner here.
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Yao Shan changed the music at this moment.
A piece of music that is completely different from the background music.
And this kind of different music, in the background music and the joint performance of others, is almost equivalent to noise here.
But the more so, the more people will be attracted to it.
Because of the sudden change, the armor used to perform the guzheng flew away. Gritting his teeth, he moved it with his fingers.
Does it hurt?
It hurts! But he couldn't care less now.
What he expected was just a result.
With his style of music going in the opposite direction, people passing by frowned.
Who?
Why is it so annoying?
Finally, a man couldn't help but walked in, looked at his companions with an angry look on his face and said, "Wait for me, I'll go see what's going on!"
After saying that, he walked into seat No. 100.
He wanted to see who was so annoying.
Yao Shan smiled, has someone finally arrived?
Just as he thought, a middle-aged man walked in first, with an angry look on his face.
His eyes first fell on Yao Shan. When he was about to say something, Yao Shan pointed upward.
The middle-aged man raised his head, and when he saw the nine scrolls in the soft light, his frown relaxed at this moment.
His face was dull.
Thisthere is actually a hidden world here?
And these nine paintings made him completely sink.
A few points, a dozen points.
The man¡¯s companions saw that the person who went in had not come out yet, and the annoying noise was still going on, so they walked in at the same time.
The moment he came in, he saw his companion standing there with his head raised.
They also looked over at that moment.
When I saw the nine scrolls, I was equally sluggish.
this¡¡
What about dreaming?
Especially one person exclaimed in surprise.
The sound from here inevitably attracted some curious people, and someone came in again.
Yao Shan looked at this scene with tears in his eyes.
His efforts were not wasted.
Now I am playing more energetically.
¡°Boy, stop playing!¡±
A man's voice sounded, he glared at Yao Shan, then turned around and ran out, and then the voice sounded: "Everyone, come quickly, here there are treasures here!"
The voice was very loud.
After one person did this, several people were attracted to go out and shout like this again.
Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps, and more and more people were walking in.
Yao Shan watched the changes in technique and followed the background music.
Quiet, natural, more suitable for appreciation.
During the process, he looked at everyone who came in. He didn't speak, just stared blankly.
He smiled.
Because this is the best interpretation of these nine works.
Gradually, more and more people gathered here, and some excitedly picked up their mobile phones to take photos.
Some excitedly posted to their Wenmo group, WeChat group, and Penguin group.
"Damn it, these nine paintings are real or fake, aren't they?"
"Wenmo Pavilion? I'm going now!"
"What a treasure!"
The moment when the major literary and ink groups exploded.
?Some media in Wenmo Group also saw it. They were shocked and ran away with their professional cameras.
The corridor here is completely blocked.
Yao Shan¡¯s eyes became even more moist. Looking at the hundreds of small red flowers on the table, it felt as if they were given to him.
No one watched his performance?
He might have cared before.
But this time, he didn't care at all.
"I'll wipe it, don't squeeze me, I'll go back and get my red flowers!"
"So I have to get it back again!"
At this point, a scene appeared. Some people came in and some people went out.
In the painting area, I was completely confused.
what's the situation.
At first, some people came over and even gave us red flowers.
Now we have gone back anyway, and even took away the red flowers that were originally sent to us.
Such a scene is really rare.
Gonghua was originally the most proud among them.
His efforts were wasted by hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix.
And his hard work has been recognized.
The red flowers come quickly.
But something soon happened, his red flowers were being taken away from him.
Finally, he couldn't help it and pulled someone over and said, "Brother, isn't it appropriate to take away the red flowers you put down?"
"What's inappropriate? I put it away, but I can't take it back?"
¡°As he said that, the man took a look at Gonghua¡¯s picture of hundreds of birds facing the phoenix, shook his head and said, ¡°Not bad, but compared to the one over there, it looks a bit scummy!¡±
Gonghua was stunned and walked out of his area.
At this time, he saw the long queue waiting for seat 100 in the calligraphy area.
what happened.
What happened there?
He even found that many artists from their painting area were queuing up.
Of course there are people in the calligraphy area.
Among them Geng Fei is also among them.
He didn¡¯t understand.
Seat No. 100, isn¡¯t that Jiang Xiaobai¡¯s seat?
The number of small red flowers he had there had also dropped sharply, so he was curious to see them now.
The staff noticed the abnormal situation here and rushed over one after another, intending to maintain order.
¡°There will be more good works later, please don¡¯t crowd in here, okay?¡±
One of the staff members squeezed in directly.
Ten minutes later, the staff member came out, looked at the other staff members who were following him, swallowed his saliva and said, "Let's go and line up!"
The other staff members looked confused.
What's going on?
"What's going on up front?"
Han Zifu took the lead, and they came here slowly.
Suddenly I found that there were a lot of people queuing up, and the line reached seat No. 50.
what happened?
Zhuang Bin and Meng Sen were also a little surprised. They looked at each other and said, "Let's go to the front and have a look!"
After saying that, the two of them walked out.
"Let's wait!"
Han Zifu looked at Cheng Yun and Ji Fengxi.
The two nodded as they listened.
But that face was also full of curiosity.
Because this is the first time this has happened since its establishment.
Ten minutes later, Zhuang Bin and Meng Sen came back and said: "Seat number 100 is full, and everyone is queuing up. Let's also queue up and take a look!"
After saying that, he entered the team.
If they don¡¯t queue up, they feel the queue will be even longer.
Han Zifu was surprised and immediately joined the team with Cheng Yun and Ji Fengxi.
They are equally curious
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