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Chapter 105 What does it matter if the identity is fake?

Jiao Zhaosong kept looking at his watch, he was broken, right? It was already eight o'clock, why didn't anyone arrive?

He has looked towards the gate of the scenic area six or seven times.

After receiving a call from Rongxuan last night, he quickly notified him. Logically speaking, as soon as the scenic spot opened this morning, those people should enter the scenic spot.

If you take the scenic spot viewing tour bus, you can get here in more than ten minutes, and you should have reached this point without getting on the bus.

Although it is still early at 9:30, I will arrive at Jingxinzhai at 9:30. It is still a long way to get to Jingxinzhai from here.

In the woods not far from the gate of the scenic area, there were originally only a dozen stone benches for tourists to rest temporarily. Now there are very thick wide wooden boards loaded between the stone benches, and many people are sitting on them.

They were all reading the newspapers in their hands, one was the second page of the provincial newspaper where Hua Yansheng issued a newsletter, and the other was the full-page picture and text published by Luo Xiongbi of Modao Daily.

On one of the wooden boards, there were about 4 people left, and there were 4 newspapers placed across the distance. If there were 4 more people coming, everyone would be able to get one.

These newspaper readers did not take a break here, almost everyone was nervous because there were two strong and burly security personnel in uniform staring at them.

Yuan Baojun looked at his watch, "There are still 4 that have not arrived, who knows what's going on?"

When Yuan Baojun's eyes glanced at Bazimei, Bazimei nodded and replied: "Brother, I really don't know. You don't have to look at me like this, I really don't know."

The others stared at each other. Although they knew that the trouble was happening, they had not started to make a fuss yet. At most, it was an attempt. How could they be so scared?

Moreover, Yuan Baojun doesn't look so fierce. Even if two security personnel stare at him, they won't be so panicked.

Not only was the Eight-Brow, but his companions also looked panicked.

What terrible things happened before?

Yuan Baojun cleared his throat, "I have said everything I should say, and you have seen everything you should see. As for what you need to do, let me talk about it after getting in the car."

The Eyebrow was even more panicked, "Which car is the one? Brother? Are you going to be caught? We haven't done anything yet."

When the others heard the Bazi Mei's statement, they were panicked and shouted that they had not done anything.

Yuan Baojun hurriedly raised his voice, "It's not enough to catch you yet. It depends on your performance. The bus that sent you to the hot spring square park in the north of the woods will all get on."

"Brother, you'd better let us go back. We really don't want to do bad things with the Jiao surname. We were deceived by the Jiao surname. We should have thought that if we gave too much money, there would be no good things!"

Others also hurriedly said that they would not be tested and would never go to the hot spring square to meet Jiao's surname, hoping to let them go.

Yuan Baojun shook his head, "That's not possible. No matter how perfect the plan is, there will be plans. If you don't have it there, they may start the plan, and we have to find another way to deal with it. As long as you do as we say, I promise you will not be caught. I will call first and ask if the four people slipped over when we were not paying attention, and then decide what you will say after you meet Jiao."

Yuan Baojun whispered a few words with two security personnel and asked them to take these people into the car.

He went to call himself and asked Ma Junyi, and confirmed that the four people had not arrived at the Hot Spring Square. It seemed that they would not come today.

Jiang Xuepeng is still hidingly studying suspicious people who enter the scenic spot, unlike tourists. Yuan Baojun asked him to go with him.

The security personnel deliberately kept guarding under the car, and sure enough, everyone who got on the car asked Bazimei and his companions at the same time.

The Bazi Mei and the others dared not say it very clearly. After all, they were not familiar with most people at first, and they only met them when they came last time.

They said in a vague way that they had an unhappy relationship with Yuan Baojun and Yue Dong when they went out for dinner. They were the little tigers entrenched at the foot of Bailong Mountain. They took the people as if they were playing tricks. Unexpectedly, they sent themselves into the tiger's mouth today.

Some people questioned whether they were blinded at that time. In fact, Yue Dong and the others' real identities were not that awesome.

The eyebrows of the eight characters shook the newspaper.

"Can those who let such big newspapers and big reporters stand up to be ordinary people? They just said that we can go to the hot spring square to inquire. Jiao Zhaosong was ruined by Yue Dong in just ten minutes. Mo Chengzhi's store was taken away by Yue Dong at once! Even if Yue Dong's identity is fake, what does it matter?"

Someone immediately agreed, "I didn't make up lies. I must have really set my sights on us last time, so this time even the newspaper was ready for 45 people. Last time we were lucky and didn't make trouble, otherwise we might be arrested. Moreover, even the person named Jiao has people from the security department to watch it, so let's listen to them honestly."

At 9 o'clock, Yue Dong stood in front of Xinglongzhai. His eyes swept around and he saw that all the time was coming, and there were two or three hundred people watching the fun.

Ronglan's position was arranged in front of Jingxinzhai. He had just arrived and was surrounded by some people like stars arching the moon. He was shaking his head and reading Li Shangyin's representative work "Jinse".

"The brocade zither is fifty strings, one string and one pillar are thinking about the years. Zhuang Sheng dreams of a dream of butterflies, and the emperor's spring heart is entrusted with cuckoos. The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in the blue field is warm and the jade produces smoke. This love can be remembered, but it was already lost at that time."

As he read, his voice became lower and lower, feeling a little sad.

Zhai Cuiqing and Yu Le, who were a little further away, were quietly discussing.

Zhai Cuiqing said: "There is "Jinse" hanging on the left of Jingxinzhai, and the famous quote from Li Shangyin, "The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is near dusk." I feel that it was arranged by Yue Dong on purpose."

Yu Le nodded repeatedly, "It must be true, there are many different opinions on the reasons for Jinse's creation. I think it means sentimental literary talent. According to Ronglan's current mood, it will definitely resonate and absolutely affect his fighting spirit. The famous quotes with 10 words are also a bit ironic. Who can think of it except Yue Dong's ghost spirit?"

Ronglan's mood is indeed getting worse now. The reason why he came to Bailongshan to cause trouble was mainly to promote it before the copybook and painting collection was released. However, he really doesn't want to do it anymore. Thank God if he can keep his halo and retreat.

When he was discussing with Rongxuan, he thought that it would be possible to smash the audience without the audience. It would be even better for the audience with too low quality, so he had to build momentum in advance. Now he really regrets it.

Not only are there so many media present, but not only are there some calligraphy and painting enthusiasts who come here, but also a large number of people have come to Qingyuan Painting Academy and Qingyuan Calligraphers Association.

Although in his eyes, calligraphy and painting enthusiasts and Qingyuan local colleges and associations have no status in the circle, they are people in the circle after all. If they become notorious here, they will soon spread throughout the circle.

Most of these people were not sure about the whole story of this matter today, so they surrounded Ronglan, the master of calligraphy and painting, and used various methods to ask for his calligraphy and calligraphy.

If it were a few days ago, Ronglan might be able to show off with pride, but he really can't get upset now.

Rongxuan felt that he should adjust his emotions, so he tried his best to instigate him to write a picture of the Qingyuan Calligraphers Association, who hoped to add luster to the entire association.

Ronglan felt it made sense, so he immediately splashed his ink. He first gave a few encouraging blessings, and then according to the other party's needs, he showed off his talents and made a splash. A calligraphy work was published.

Ronglan's calligraphy is really good, and it immediately attracted a lot of people's praise!

The microphone next to it was being auditioned, and immediately flattered and took the microphone, allowing his voice to spread throughout the audience.

"My old man's brushwork is extraordinary, it is really floating like a floating cloud and agile as a shocking dragon. Everyone's style is our role model!"

Ronglan's mood improved a lot, suddenly!

A trembling roar came from the ground!

Everyone present changes color!

Ronglan and those who had taken a special car tour looked at each other. They were once fooled by Su Tianmeng so much that their heads were covered with dragons. When they heard the roar, their timid faces were scared to death.

Zhao Xingjian quickly took the microphone and explained to everyone.

"This is the sound from the underground river, so everyone doesn't have to be nervous. The terrain where the river flows through is changing, and it will wash out many gaps and holes. Sometimes it does sound abnormally, which is also one of the names of Jing Xinzhai."

Most people calmed down, but Yue Dong was not that relaxed. No one knew better than him that the sound was indeed a dragon roar!

Xiaolong yelled like this when he was facing him, but the tone was not so high. Is he excited or angry?

What does it do when it gets into the underworld?

Is there something in the underworld that makes it excited?

Or is there something unusually irritating it in the underworld?

It’s not that the word “Shocking Dragon” makes it unhappy, right?

Think about it, except for myself, who is qualified to surprise it?

No matter what the reason, don’t break your plan!

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