Well? Everyone is very suspicious. Is this Qian always old and dim?

This guy, have you figured out what this is?

It always feels like a bit of a trap!

Everyone looked at Mr. Qian with very suspicious eyes. Did this guy really get it wrong?

His eyes were not concealed at all, and he started shooting directly at Mr. Qian's body.

It seems like it can penetrate him!

Most of the young people are surrounding Mr. Qian. Today, Mr. Qian must give them a reasonable explanation.

"Mr. Qian, you must have taken it by mistake."

"Yes, yes, as you get older, you can't avoid making mistakes."

"Mr. Qian, are you taking a look, are you sure?"

I have to say that today’s young people are all pretty good.

At least in terms of this quality, it is still very high, otherwise it would not be like this in the past.

It’s really easy to get beaten! Especially someone like Mr. Qian who may be bullying others on purpose. He really doesn’t want to be beaten unnecessarily.

Mr. Qian is really confused now. These young people simply don't follow martial ethics. Isn't this bullying?

Qian Lao, who was smiling all over his face, didn't care about this group of people at all.

He walked to his chair on his own, always with a smile on his face.

He crossed his legs, holding a blue and white porcelain Sancai bowl in his hand, and slowly pushed away the tea foam on it.

Qian Lao smiled broadly: "You have time to question me here, why not go and see what kind of treasure it is!"

Anyway, this is a test question given to them. I don’t know if they really understand it.

Sitting leisurely on the chair, he looked at the young people in front of him slowly, wondering what they were thinking.

However, this test will definitely be able to take away many people.

However, several people at the scene still attracted Mr. Qian's attention.

One of them is the young man wearing glasses.

Zheyu smiled and pushed up his glasses, with a little smile on his lips.

He already knew what was going on, but he didn't dare to be sure.

Now, he needed a little time, walked over, squatted on the ground and started to check.

Lin Dong on the side still had his hands behind his back, raised his head, and glanced directly, using his full power to activate his eyes.

The two pupils were constantly crossing and flickering, with countless lights and shadows intersecting in his eyes.

There seemed to be cranes flying and flames burning at the same time. In a word, it was really powerful.

Soon, Lin Dong smiled confidently. In just one minute, he was already confident.

He stretched out his right hand and flicked his sleeve.

The younger brother next to him immediately brought over pens, ink, paper and inkstones and began to serve him.

Lin Dong waved his big hand and started writing directly.

"Huh, it's that simple!"

I quickly brushed and brushed and finished writing in a few strokes. After I finished writing, I threw the ballpoint pen in my hand far away.

Ding dong! It fell accurately into the pen holder ten meters away.

Immediately, Yi was shocked, and everyone around him looked over.

The distance of ten meters is not long or short.

But with this casual throw, he could accurately throw a pen into a small pen holder ten meters away.

There is something about this strength.

Mr. Qian's eyes lit up, he had long known that Lin Dong was not a simple person.

To be honest, this guy is very tough and his strength is quite terrifying.

Moreover, observing this kid, with his hands behind his back and his head raised, he seems to be arrogant and seems to feel that he is at the limit of this rank.

"Well, the exam is over, it's been two hours."

Mr. Qian raised his watch and looked at the time.

It's almost time, two hours is just right.

"Hey, why is this happening? I still don't understand! Why is there a layer of glass on this painting?"

"Who says it's not? Even if it has glass, this glass still has flaws."

"That's right, it's too bad. Mr. Qian, please take down this glass."

A group of people were unhappy and gathered around Mr. Qian and began to beg.

Some were holding on to their clothes, and some were holding on to Qian Lao's pants, but they just wouldn't let go.

For modern people, what is face? It does not exist!

As long as there is a glimmer of hope and a little chance, I won't let it go.

Therefore, they will not give up no matter what they say now.

Mr. Qian snorted coldly and saw him gently folding his hands and then spinning them around.

The young men around him who were hugging him just now, for some reason, all moved back involuntarily.

As if a huge force acted on them, the bodies of the group of people tilted directly, and they could only keep retreating in order not to fall.

"Hey, this old man!"

"The old man is quite scary!"

"Who says it isn't? There is something."

Now, everyone's expressions have changed, and they no longer dare to regard this old man as an ordinary person.

Obviously, this old man has something!

Mr. Qian saw that the people around him were finally convinced, so he said calmly: "If I were you, I would take the time to write the answer and hand it in as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'm sorry."

Pointing to the large iron gate on the side, Mr. Qian's voice became gloomy and he said without any politeness: "Then I can only ask you to leave. I'm sorry."

At this time, the people around him finally calmed down and finally understood.

I could only run over quickly and use the last moment to see if I could find out what this thing was?

"It's so difficult, my God, I really don't know how to do it!"

"Ah, why can't you give me a little time? I really feel a pity now."

"Don't take it away, please, give me a little more time."

Many people started to act recklessly. They quickly ran over and grabbed the waiters, saying nothing to let them leave.

No matter what, I must give them an explanation today!

Otherwise, they will never let go.

It's a pity that these waiters will not listen to what they say here and just leave.

Mr. Qian looked at the remaining people and said, "If you haven't written the answer, please leave."

As soon as they finished speaking, the door opened, and a group of waiters took them away politely.

Of course, everyone does not come in vain, they still get some red envelopes, not too much, which is one thousand yuan.

The door is closed and it's officially begun.

Mr. Qian cleared his throat and said, "Okay, okay, there are no outsiders now. Let's talk about everything you have."

"Let me see your strength."
Chapter completed!