Xiao Zhou Wei Leng, "Miss Luo, do you have myopia?"

"Well, a little bit." Mo Yun nodded, lying without blinking.

Xiao Zhou didn't ask any more questions. He said with a smile, "come with me. I'll take you to see headmaster Ouyang first. However, although he is a headmaster, he never cares about chores. In fact, he is a great artist and an economist

"What's the name of headmaster Ouyang?" Mo Yun asked curiously.

As he walked, Xiao Zhou introduced, "his name is Ouyang Hua, and he is the most senior special teacher here. Because his identity is very noble, so let him serve as the principal, but he never cares about school affairs, only focuses on research and creation. But he is the headmaster at least, and the old man has also ordered him, so I will take you to know him

"OK." Mo Yun nodded and began to look at the famous college.

This is a school rather than a magnificent manor.

In the manor, there were many expensive cars driving back and forth, and Mo Yun also saw many rich children's boys.

It's strange that she didn't see any girl

With Lin Feng, Yunlong and Mo Yun, they followed Xiao Zhou into a small castle.

"This is Professor Ouyang's exclusive territory. He takes time to preach here for two days every week. If you want to study economics and oil painting, you can come here to learn from him." Xiao Zhou said with a smile.

Mo Yun curiously pointed to the oil paintings on the wall and asked, "are these all painted by Professor Ouyang?"

Xiao Zhou nodded and said with pride: "yes, Professor Ouyang is a painter. His paintings can sell for at least 10 million yuan."

Lin Feng, who was about to stretch out his hand toward an oil painting, heard this sentence and drew his hand back with a brush.

Sobbing, he almost dirtied tens of millions of famous paintings!

"However, these paintings are all reproductions, and the real ones can't be placed here at will." Xiao Zhou continued.

Lin Feng:

Well, he knew it was fake.

Lin Feng directly reached out and touched it without scruples, and then his eyes showed the color of love.

Seeing this, Yunlong asked, "uncle, do you like these paintings?"

"Of course. My childhood dream is to be a painter Lin Feng was very proud to say that Yunlong and Mo Yun's expressions were stunned.

We thought your dream was to be a killer!

"I don't read much, but I'm good at painting." Lin Feng said with emotion, "such as that painting, I have studied it very seriously!"

Mo Yun and Yunlong followed and found that it was the famous Mona Lisa.

Yunlong felt a little strange. "Uncle, I didn't expect you had studied that painting. I can't see it."

"Of course." Lin Feng stretched out his chest and lay down. He was very proud and said, "because that is the famous smile of Shakespeare."

What, what?!

One by one, Mo Yun faltered and almost broke his glasses.

At the same time, behind them came the jeers of a group of girls.

"Ha ha ha ha ha, where is the old man from? He even said that Shakespeare's smile is Shakespeare's smile, no, Mona Lisa's smile, ha ha ha ha, I'm really laughing to death!"

"Oh, I'm going to die laughing too. Are they all new cleaners? No culture is really no culture. "

"Well, who are you? The workers here? " A girl asked them scornfully, and her eyes swept Mo Yun's face with disdain.

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