Chapter 755

At the place Ruan Jing pointed to, a small square could be seen with a vague pattern on it.

Maybe it's because of the years, you can see a little glittering gold powder, which has lost its stickiness.

"They will be on the table, gilt seal."

After Ruan Jing said this sentence, the faces of those who knew that they had answered wrong all changed.

Especially the ones who had yelled the most fiercely just now looked gloomy and couldn't say a word.

"Hmph, self-righteous, you still have a long time to practice! Now, those who answered the second question correctly, come out!"

Zhong Beishan cast a disdainful look at those people with ugly faces. These people have been eliminated by now.

And the ones who got the right answer were the five people who didn't refute just now, including Zhao Gang.

Hearing Zhong Beishan's words, five people came out and stood in front of the 11 people.

"That's the difference between being in and not being in."

Zhong Beishan said one last thing. Although the 11 people were calm, they were speechless.

It also included Bai Yusen and Chang Fei who were invited by Li Jiaming. The two moved their lips, but they still didn't refute in the end.

"This is not an area we understand at all, how can it compare?"

Chang Fei muttered softly.

In his opinion, this first test question was too simple and did not give him any room to develop.

"That's right, if it's more than sculpture, calligraphy and painting, I'm not afraid of anyone!"

Bai Yusen was also very dissatisfied, because he didn't have anything he was good at, so he focused on the second one.

In the end, the answer was wrong. Although he answered the Qing Dynasty objects, he did not understand the mystery.

The two murmured quietly thinking that no one would hear them, but Ruan Jing looked over.

"Appreciation, it's true that you only specialize in one field. But it's a matter of basic skills, and you can't even tell the method of counterfeiting. Don't tell me you only look at one thing all your life?"

Ruan Jing's words are heartbreaking.

Although his face was still gentle, his tone suddenly turned cold, as if carrying a strong coercion.

"If it's a competition of calligraphy, painting and root carving, I don't necessarily lose!"

Bai Yusen gritted his teeth, stood up dissatisfied and said.

"This idiot!"

Li Jiaming was furious, who did he think he was?

Even if he is famous, he can't compare to Ruan Jing.

As a member of Dao Dou, the number of antiques he has seen far exceeds Bai Yusen's knowledge, let alone the treasure-appreciating skills passed down by the other party.

"Heh, I'm pretty confident. Then I'll tell you for sure, you can leave."

Ruan Jing restrained the smile that had been hanging on the corner of his mouth, said coldly, and raised his finger to the door.

"As for the competition, I welcome it at any time. But now is not the time. It is unnecessary to waste all of our time for you!"

Bai Yusen still wanted to talk.

Zhong Beishan roared angrily: "Get out! I don't have as much patience as you, get out!"

While speaking, his eyes stared out, like a tiger on the verge of eruption, there seemed to be a sea of ​​blood hiding in those eyes.

With just one glance, Bai Yusen was startled, he hesitated for a long time, but was speechless.

But being called out in full view, he felt it was too embarrassing, although he didn't want to stay here anymore, he hesitated for a while.

At this time, Li Jiaming came up.

With a sullen face, he bowed respectfully to Zhong Beishan and Ruan Jing.

"I'm really sorry, two academicians, I found this person. It was my inadvertence in knowing people, and I found someone who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth."

Li Jiaming assumed a humble posture.

Bai Yusen was stunned by this, he said in disbelief.

"Mr. Li, don't you speak for me? Are you going to blame me in turn?"

Only fools can help you talk!

Li Jiaming scolded Bai Yusen hundreds of times in his heart.

"Let's go, I will pay you the fee I promised you!"

Hearing Li Jiaming's obviously disgusted words, Bai Yusen clenched his fists, angry and angry.

His white beard trembled furiously.

"I came all the way from Jiangnan to help you, and you treat me like this?"

Li Qiubai has been quietly standing beside him with arms folded, watching the show.

Hearing this sentence, he couldn't help but sneered.

I remember that when he finally invited Bai Yusen from Jiangnan, he put on airs like this.

To show how difficult it is for me to come when I am old, I doubled my salary.

Li Qiubai might as well glance at Zhao Gang, feeling a little thumping in his heart.

He values ​​Zhao Gang's youthful potential and extraordinary strength, but now it seems that he knows almost nothing about Zhao Gang.

Will he be attracted by profit?

While worried, Li Qiubai also decided to improve Zhao Gang's salary.

Zhao Gang must be kept!
Hearing Bai Yusen's words, Li Jiaming frowned.

To put it bluntly, it's all for money, it's just a matter of your love and my wish.

"Can I use violence?"

Zhong Beishan spoke suddenly and looked at the butler next to him.

The housekeeper froze for a second, glanced at Bai Yusen who was still chattering, smiled wryly and nodded.

"Sir, as long as it's not too much..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Beishan had already walked up with a grinning grin, his fists creaking.

"I, Bai Yusen, as a well-known artist in Jiangnan, have never received such treatment! I want to go back and tell all the connoisseurs in Jiangnan about your attitude!"

"It's obviously an unfair competition system, but you're still so confident!"

The more Bai Yusen talked, the happier he was. He thought that even if he wanted to leave, he had to do so with dignity.

Still talking, a shadow enveloped him.

Zhong Beishan was tall, nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a hulking back and waist. Standing in front of the thin and thin Bai Yusen, he looked like a beast.

"If you don't leave, I'll help you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Beishan picked up Bai Yusen's collar and lifted it up like a chicken.

"What are you doing! I'm an old man, you can't do this to me!"

Bai Yusen struggled desperately, terrified.

"You're only seven or eight years older than me. Let's see what you can do."

Zhong Beishan's fiery temper was obvious, and he turned back unceremoniously.

He walked quickly, walked to the gate of the manor, and lifted Bai Yusen high.

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, he swung Bai Yusen with all his might and threw Bai Yusen out.

Throwing it a full ten meters away, Bai Yusen was thrown into the grass by the side of the road, his feet were thrown in the air, and the soft mound was thrown out of a pit.

"Ouch!" Bai Yusen let out a scream.

Zhong Beishan clapped his hands neatly, sneered and walked back to the hall.

This time, the audience was silent.

Especially for those who didn't answer correctly, they didn't dare to fart at this time, isn't this too scary?
Zhao Gang also widened his eyes, feeling a little apprehensive.

Be good, if I set off to the Western Regions with this master, will I throw myself out if I disagree?
Zhao Gang thought about Zhong Beishan's strength. He was probably not his opponent. It was impossible to throw him directly, but it was still possible to throw him backwards.

He suddenly felt sorry for Bai Yusen, the stall was still Zhong Beishan, if he dared to lie, he would probably be thrown away again every minute.

(End of this chapter)

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