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Chapter 148 What about the number one in the human world?

Chapter 148: So what if I am number one in the human world?

Would Hao Ren not understand what she was thinking? He tried every possible means to avoid making up classes because he just didn't want to study or do his homework.

"Let's go, you're still dragging your feet!" Zhao Yanzi urged when he saw Hao Ren standing still.

"Where are you going?" Hao Ren asked her. Now he had to seize the time to break through the hurdles. He wanted to give her tutoring and then go to the small attic to practice, but she dragged him out and it would waste a lot of time.

"Go to my mom's place! Let's pick her up from get off work!" Zhao Yanzi said happily.

Hao Ren had no choice but to follow her out.

They took a taxi and went to the "1825 Art District" in Donghai City.

Zhao Yanzi was dressed beautifully, but Hao Ren really couldn't stand the mentality of this little girl: too lazy to walk a few steps to the kitchen to get a new bowl to split noodles, but was willing to change it just because of going out for a short time.

The whole outfit.

"1825 Art District" is located in the southern suburbs of Donghai City. It was originally a factory building. Later, due to Donghai City's industrial adjustment and environmental protection requirements, these factories were relocated and closed, leaving only a large area of ​​warehouses and factories.

Later, Donghai City learned from Beijing's approach, retained these large houses, and transformed them into an art district, which became more and more distinctive.

When Hao Ren and Zhao Yanzi came here, they saw large chimneys and old barbed wire fences everywhere, but when they walked in, they were all beautifully decorated art exhibition areas.

Zhao Yanzi was familiar with the road and took Hao Ren to Zhao Hongyu's studio. Stepping on the clanking steel stairs, they arrived at the second floor and saw Zhao Hongyu's architectural office hidden in a red house.

"Mom!" Zhao Yanzi pushed the door open and saw Zhao Hongyu standing inside explaining things to several employees.

"Azi, why are you here?" Zhao Hongyu was a little surprised to see Zhao Yanzi appear.

"I came here with uncle...oh, Hao Ren." Zhao Yanzi pointed behind him with his finger.

"Auntie." Hao Ren called modestly. It was his first time to visit Zhao Hongyu's studio and found that the layout was particularly exquisite. Even the various decorative items reflected the artistic atmosphere.

"Little Azi is getting more and more beautiful!" Several employees were a little happy when they saw Zhao Yanzi.

Today, Zhao Yanzi is indeed dressed very beautifully, especially her big and lively eyes, which make these young employees particularly fond of her.

"Mom, when do you get off work?" Zhao Yanzi asked.

"It may take another hour or two." Zhao Hongyu said.

"Then Hao Ren and I will wait for you to get off work. I'll take him to play first!" After Zhao Yanzi finished speaking, he pulled Hao Ren out of Zhao Hongyu's studio.

She obviously wanted to play, but she still dragged Hao Ren. Zhao Hongyu watched them walk out, shook her head helplessly, and continued to explain the key points of the current design draft to several young designers.

After walking out of the red house, Zhao Yanzi led Hao Ren down the stairs and said, "There are many design studios here, but my mother's one is the most famous!"

Hao Ren looked back at the red house and guessed that this should be the office in the old factory area. It had the widest view and the best ventilation. Zhao Hongyu's ability to rent such a house really proved that she had a high status in this field.

"There are a lot of fun things around here, and there are often some famous but not the most famous people who come to hold exhibitions..." Zhao Yanzi said while pulling Hao Ren towards other large factories.

Hao Ren knew almost nothing about art. His highest level was to be able to distinguish between good-looking things and bad-looking things, but if he was asked to tell what was good-looking, he couldn't tell.

Zhao Yanzi was different. Under Zhao Hongyu's training, she was born with strong artistic instincts. She pulled Hao Ren and looked around. When she found that Hao Ren's eyes were confused, she explained to him like a showoff, and

What he said was clear and logical.

"What? This painting has nothing to do with Van Gogh! This painting is an imitation of Monet's "Luncheon on the Grass." Does Monet know? You don't even know this, stupid! Monet is the founder of Impressionism

, but this painting is realistic!”

"This is Van Gogh's style! You idiot! Van Gogh can't just paint sunflowers! You see the oil paint here is so thick, this is Van Gogh's style!"

"This is performance art. I don't think it looks good! Let's go and have a look over there!"

"You... pervert! Staring at this kind of oil painting!"

"This is art..." Hao Ren finally argued.

Hao Ren was dragged by her and ran around in the art district, listening to her explanations and being ridiculed by her at the same time. However, he did admire Zhao Yanzi's extensive knowledge and strong memory in the art field. Basically,

, you point out something, she can tell the whole story...

Of course, for those things she didn't know, Hao Ren didn't know whether she was talking nonsense because she wanted to save face... In short, it was just nonsense, and with Hao Ren's poor artistic accomplishment, he would never be able to see the flaws.

In addition to various exhibitions, there are also a lot of gadgets for sale here. Zhao Yanzi picked and picked and bought a bunch of expensive and impractical gadgets. Of course, Hao Ren paid for them all.

However, being dragged around by her little hands, Hao Ren felt a little bit happy even though he was tired.

The dilapidated factory area, dim lights, lively art, and overflowing talent...these form a strong contrast and impact.

Huge sycamore trees grow one by one on both sides of the wide road in the old factory area. The shadows of the trees are whirling and the breeze is light. It seems to be better than the feeling on the university campus.

"Our school has an art exhibition on Wednesday, did you know?" Hao Ren asked her.

"I know, Qin Shaoyang! However, you may not know his true identity..." Zhao Yanzi raised his head and said.

"What's your identity?" Hao Ren asked her.

"Prosecutor." Zhao Yanzi replied.

Hao Ren thought, I already know, his face has been beaten by Lu Linlin and Lu Lili.

"Unlike Sister Su who is stationed here, he is a prosecutor who is on patrol. Generally speaking, prosecutors are very troublesome, but we in Donghai have deep roots here, so we are not very afraid of him." Zhao Yanzi

Then he said.

Hao Ren nodded. After this period of contact, he has determined that the power of the East China Sea Dragon Clan is quite large, equivalent to a prince. Therefore, he should be wary of such wandering prosecutors, but he will not shrink back.

"Then will you come on Wednesday?" Hao Ren asked her again.

"You want me to come?" Zhao Yanzi asked.

"Don't come." Hao Ren said.

"Bah! I have to come!" Zhao Yanzi sang a duet.

Hao Ren smiled, knowing she would say that.

"Also, what level have you reached in practicing the Light Sword and Shadow Art?" Zhao Yanzi asked again.

Hey, I haven't supervised your homework yet, but you have supervised mine. Hao Ren thought to himself.

Wow...

A black car suddenly arrived in front of Zhao Yanzi and Hao Ren.

Zhao Kuo stuck his head out of the car window and said, "Azi, hey, the third uncle is back again!"

"Hey, Third Uncle, aren't you in retreat?" Zhao Yanzi shouted in surprise when he saw Third Uncle suddenly appear.

"Shut up and shut up... your butt is going to be rotten from sitting on it!" Zhao Kuo opened the car door and walked out. Suddenly he saw Zhao Yanzi holding Hao Ren, with a strange look in his eyes.

Zhao Yanzi's face turned red quickly. Fortunately, the lights here were not very bright, so Hao Ren didn't notice him.

She retracted her hand with a swish and said awkwardly, "Um...third uncle, how did you know I'm here?"

"Who is the third uncle? It's not easy to find someone?" Zhao Kuo smiled proudly, but he had a dark face and dark skin, so his smile was not very good-looking.

"It's just right. I ran out of pocket money recently." Zhao Yanzi stretched out his hand towards Zhao Kuo.

"Hey...hey..." Zhao Kuo sighed twice, as if he was being robbed, and obediently handed over his wallet, took out five or six hundred-dollar bills from it, and put it into Zhao Yanzi's hand.

Who could have imagined that this "number one in the human world" would be so weak in front of Zhao Yanzi?

Zhao Yanzi put away the money and smiled happily, "Uncle San is out of confinement early, so you're not afraid of not being able to survive the catastrophe next month?"

"Do you think you can survive the Heavenly Tribulation in seclusion?" Zhao Kuo looked at Hao Ren and then at Zhao Yanzi, "There seems to be a lot of movement in the West Sea recently. It's best for you not to come out alone in the future."

"Hey, with Third Uncle here, who among them dares to touch me?" Zhao Yanzi poked her Third Uncle's chest with her hand.

"That's right! Whoever dares to bully you, I will pull out his skin!" Zhao Kuo said viciously, then turned to look at Hao Ren.

Hao Ren took a deep breath, feeling that standing here was a bit redundant.

"You kid, did you choose "Light Splitting Sword and Shadow Judgment"?" Zhao Kuo did not let Hao Ren go, and continued to ask.

"Yes." Hao Ren didn't like Zhao Kuo, but he could only answer bravely. This third uncle is unreasonable. It's fine if he likes you, but if he doesn't, then...

"Garbage Kung Fu! I practiced it for three months without making any progress, and you still chose this one!" Zhao Kuo said immediately.

"Maybe I can practice it?" Hao Ren said.

"If you can practice it, I'll crawl backwards to show you!" Zhao Kuo immediately said fiercely.

Zhao Yanzi saw something was wrong in the atmosphere and said hurriedly, "Third uncle, why are you so angry with him?" She pushed Zhao Kuo, "You go back first, I will play with you another day!"

"Don't you need me to take you back?" Zhao Kuo put on a smile and asked.

"No, no, no! It's so annoying!" Zhao Yanzi waved his arms impatiently.

The top master in the human world suddenly felt aggrieved. He finally came out of seclusion and wanted to spend some time with his cute little niece, but she chased him away by shouting at him.

Seeing Zhao Kuo driving away, Zhao Yanzi took a long breath.

She thought for a while and clarified, "I pulled you just now because you are not familiar with the roads here, not because of me..."

"Okay, I got it." Hao Ren also sighed. It's really difficult to break this little girl's heart. The layers of defense are more complicated than the most advanced formations.

"Did you have fun in Beijing this time?" Hao Ren asked her.

"That's it, it's nothing particularly interesting." Zhao Yanzi kicked the pebbles from his feet.

Then, there was silence all the way.

On the road, the shadows cast by the lights are one long and one short.

Hao Ren suddenly thought that when I was in the second grade of junior high school, she was only in the third grade of elementary school. This is a very magical sense of distance...

Along the quiet factory road, they came to Zhao Hongyu's studio again and found that Zhao Hongyu was already waiting for them with the car keys.

Hao Ren suddenly remembered that Zhao Hongyu drove a Ferrari sports car to and from get off work.

"Auntie, please take Ah Zi home. It's almost time. It's time for me to go back to school." Hao Ren said.

"Well, please stay with Ah Zi today." Zhao Hongyu smiled.

"It's okay!" Hao Ren waved his hands cheerfully and followed them out of the studio.

After saying goodbye to them, Hao Ren took the bus back to school.

In this quiet last bus, Hao Ren sat in the last row of the bus, quietly concentrating on the split-light sword and shadow fight.

Seize the time to practice all the time, because breakthroughs often only happen in inadvertent moments.

The unbalanced five elements were wandering in the body. Hao Ren used the third level of Concentration Art to release the inner energy. Suddenly, a burst of white sword energy spurted out from Hao Ren's fingertips!


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