Chapter 62 Running Cow Sculpture

Author: Ju Youjie Jin

Chapter 62 Running Cow Sculpture

"Xuan Ming-Wu, Sister Ting asked you to go to the art museum during your lunch break." A girl with a few light blue bangs dyed with bangs walked to Xuan Ming-Wu and left this sentence arrogantly.

Xuan Ming-chung, who was reading the introduction book of Chinese painting, looked up, "Who is Sister Ting?"

"Our sister is big."

"Oh, what's up to me? Why are you looking for me?"

"You'll know why you went to find you?"

"What if I don't go?"

"Don't go? Haha, then I don't know, but I can give you a reminder, so you should be more at ease wherever you go."

Xuan Ming and Wu raised their eyebrows, why did she catch up with the so-called campus bully?

During the lunch break, she kept lying on the library table, not taking the light blue bangs as a serious matter.

Tsk, just ask her to go?

"Hey, Sister Ting has been waiting for you for one noon, but you are hiding here!" The two girls blocked the light in front of her, and their tone was bad.

Xuan Minghua looked up calmly and glanced at them, "I never promised me that I was going, why are she waiting?"

The two girls started to curse, and one of them took out his cell phone and made a phone call in anger.

Looking at the two people blocking their claws, Xuan Minghua stood up with impatient eyes and packed up his pen and paper, "Where is your sister Ting now? Take me to see her, just treat it as a gift for me to come here for the first time."

What surprised Xuan Minghua was that this school full of modern technology had a museum that would be a Western castle-style building, with a large clock on the top of the fort.

Because it is the school's unified lunch break and the art gallery is also in a state of rest, the main gate is closed.

The two girls led Xuan Mingxian into the side door.

I walked around a Western oil painting corridor and came to the main hall. The hall was quite grand and solemn, with an area of ​​about 300 square meters and about eight or nine meters high. There were many works or portraits of famous masters from ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad, hanging on the walls around me.

However, Xuan Mingxian really noticed a brass running bull sculpture placed in the southwest corner of the hall.

The sculpture is about four meters high and six meters long. The head of the cow is slightly lower and the horns are leaning forward, making it extremely powerful and beautiful.

Xuan Minghun stared at the sculpture, and in an instant, he broke his eyes and saw the cow roaring and struggling, helpless and desperate.

If you look closely, you will see a cold brass sculpture.

"Sister Ting, tell me the truth, where is my sister now? She hasn't been home for a week... She just disappeared after being called away by you...Oh!"

On the back of the Running Bull sculpture, a timid and anxious female voice came.

A sharp and arrogant female voice rang out: "How do I know where she is? She is so big that she will lose her. You and your family have never thought about whether she ran away with someone? But they came to me to ask for someone. What do you mean?!"

Someone was helping him out, "Hurry up and apologize to Sister Ting!"

"Hey, did you hear it! Kneel down and apologize to Sister Ting!!"

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Before Xuan Mingfu could hear what was going on, the two girls who brought her shouted at the running cow sculpture, "Sister Ting, we have brought that mistress here to you."

After a while, several girls walked out from the back of the Benniu sculpture. Standing in the C position was a girl with slanted bangs, big round earrings, and motorcycle leather jackets. She should be about twenty-two or three years old, which is similar to the real Xuan Mingshu.

This is the sister Ting who called herself in a hurry? Xuan Minghua quickly looked up and down again. Well, the person is pretty pretty and not short. He just looks a little owing to look at people with his chin and his eyes hanging down. It is easy for people to be unable to control their hands to say hello to her face.

The other party was full of famous brands, and it was obvious that his family background was quite superior, and he was likely to be a wealthy daughter who was ignorant of learning.

Only by having both the conditions of being ignorant and being born with wealth can we bully others in such a blatant ivory tower with power.

The moment Sister Ting saw Xuan Mingfeng clearly, she half-squinted her eyes, then reached out to lift her long hair, and lifted her chin higher, "Are you the mistress sitting on a Porsche 918 to report?"

Xuan Minghua turned his gaze away from the other person's body and landed on the back of the thin girl behind the other person who was forced to kneel on the ground. She was so thin that she could vaguely see the ribs on her back through her clothes.

"Hey, Sister Ting asked you! Are you deaf or dumb?"

Someone was roaring for Sister Ting.

"I have a name and surname, but I don't call it Xiaosaner." Xuan Mingwu glanced at Sister Ting and fell on the thin girl again.

Sister Ting laughed exaggeratedly, "Isn't it a mistress? Haha, then tell us what is the relationship between the handsome guy who picks you up and drops you off every day?"

Xuan Mingfu: "Is it related to you?"

Sister Ting: "I dare not say it, right? Are all San'er people like you these days? Bah, let me tell you, I, Zhao Ting, look down on me the most..."

"He is my child's father, and I have a relationship with him." Xuan Minghuan interrupted the other party's words with a calm expression.

Sister Ting and others were obviously stunned. After a while, they asked in a daze: "Are you saying that handsome guy getting married?"

Xuan Minghua's lips curled slightly: "Well, I got married three years ago, I'm a partner. Both of us are in the small class at the age of four."

Haha, I just said that why did the stranger who had never met him so anxiously called me here? It turned out that it was Cang Yan's idea.

Sister Ting was stunned again, and then glared at her as if she noticed something was wrong: "You are dreaming, will the young and rich handsome guy like him really look at you?"

Xuan Ming-chan sarcastically: "Otherwise, will you like you?"

Sister Ting's face changed again: "Sometimes, you said you got married three years ago, and then you said your children are over four years old, you..."

Xuan Mingfu: "What's so strange about this? We met in junior high school and became together when we became adults. We just got on the bus and then made up for the tickets."

A trace of unwillingness flashed through Sister Ting's eyes. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something. The thin girl had some strength, but suddenly broke away from the two girls who forced her to kneel down, got up from the ground, rushed to Sister Ting, and grabbed each other's clothes, "Tell me, where is my sister Xiaoyi now?"

Sister Ting reacted and slapped the other party hard with her backhand, "I don't want to live anymore, but I dare to pull my clothes!"

A tall girl standing next to Sister Ting walked up to see this, grabbed the thin girl's hair, and threw the other party hard to kneel on the ground with extremely rude movements, "You dare to mess with Sister Ting, kneel down, kowtow to Sister Ting and admit your mistake!"

Xuan Minghuan frowned. When the other party pressed and pinched the thin girl's neck and forced the other party's head to the ground, she flipped her wrist and shot out quickly, hitting the other party's wrist, causing the other party to cover their hands and jumping to the ground.

When Sister Ting saw this scene, she was first shocked, then furious, she pulled her long hair behind her back, and rolled up her sleeves.

At the moment of tension, a faint sound of bulls sounded in the huge hall.
Chapter completed!