Chapter 2135: What Exactly Happened
These last two days, they’ve been gearing up, finally waiting for the academic competition to begin, ready to make Zhang Fan kneel like a grandchild!
And now, damn, it hasn’t even started, and this happens?
Holding the sun and moon, picking the stars, no one like you in the world?
What a show-off!
Over on Jiang Honglin’s side, countless people were exploding with rage.
What’s the most annoying thing in this world?
Absolutely, it’s flaunting wealth!
Whether it’s family or friends, or siblings, if they flaunt their wealth in front of you, what’s the first thing you want to do?
Absolutely want to punch them to death!
And now, over a thousand cars, you could say, Tsinghua College is surrounded by luxury cars.
This level of showing off wealth, it’s reached a crazy rhythm.
So, countless people on Jiang Honglin’s side are on the brink of madness.
Meanwhile, people over at Beijing University, even Tsinghua, aren’t much better!
"That bastard! Bastard! Hasn’t anyone seen a sports car before?"
"Damn it, damn it, brothers, get the wrenches, let’s take apart the cars!"
"Haha, big brother, have you thought it through, can you take on those bodyguards?"
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A group of people, their eyes red, instantly deflated!
Alright, better not mess with them!
"Damn, I’m really pissed!"
"Shit! Today, I’m going to make Zhang Fan that bastard kneel and call me grandpa!"
"Where is Zhang Fan? Isn’t he the one who learned art from Professor Huang Shansheng? I’m also in the art department, let him come out, I want to kill him!"
The group around Jiang Honglin began rolling up their sleeves and howling.
Upon hearing these words, the group in the art studio two days ago sneered.
Haha, competing in painting with Zhang Fan?
Brother! You really won’t cry until you see the coffin.
You don’t know that because of Zhang Fan, Tsinghua has already invited many big names over?
Moreover, Hou Dusheng also called Zong Yuan, the old master.
You’re pretty amazing!
Still, a group of people glanced at each other, smirking with ridicule.
"Big brother, Zhang Fan’s best at music, why don’t you compete with him in music?"
"Hey, don’t be afraid, Zhang Fan just went to the British Royal College of Music and won a championship, maybe he bribed the dean of the British Royal Academy!"
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Upon hearing this, countless people on Jiang Honglin’s side felt like cursing.
Why don’t you try bribing the dean of the British Royal Academy!
Damn, can we not talk about music?
Do we not have any skills at hand?
Compete with Zhang Fan in music?
That’s absolutely impossible!
That item long ago got crossed off their list!
After all, the British Royal College of Music, it’s the world’s top music academy.
No exceptions!
They really can’t do the impossible!
"Sorry, I’ve never learned music!"
"What’s music, can you eat it?"
"I’m good at math!"
A group on Jiang Honglin’s side immediately sneered.
Seeing this, a group from Tsinghua burst out laughing.
Emmmmm, this group, they’re not idiots!
Immediately, a group started shouting.
"Where’s that guy, Zhang Fan?"
"It’s getting late, don’t tell me he’s still sleeping!"
"Hey, He Yang, aren’t you close with Zhang Fan? Why don’t you give him a call and hurry him up!"
Seeing He Yang looking all excited, as if he was on steroids, countless people shouted.
"Don’t ask me, I don’t know either!" He Yang responded and immediately ran over to Ouyang Feng’s side.
Seeing a group of people dressed in suits, his eyes turned green!
"Is there another suit, give me a set!" He Yang said jealously!
My god, this group made such a big event, how come they didn’t tell him?
At least he’s now the close bodyguard of the Leader of the Smack Team!
He’s the one handling all the live broadcasts!
"Get out of the way, where’s Brother Fan!" On Xu Xingwang’s side, he was also excited.
"Who knows, after pretending two days ago, I haven’t seen him." He Yang said rolling his eyes.
Called him, not in the service area!
"Alright, let’s not talk about this, Dog He Yang, have you arranged our Smack Team’s positions?" The guy with sunglasses asked coolly!
"Arranged, let’s go, let’s just wait quietly!" He Yang said, leading over five thousand people towards the plaza.
At this moment, the plaza had already been replaced by row upon row of seats!
The seats were like those tiered circular ones at a sports event!
In the center, was a platform nearly three hundred square meters!
This was the center of the academic competition!
"Don’t sit in the first five rows, that’s reserved for all the students and professors." He Yang said.
In no time, five thousand people flooded in.
Rows six to eleven filled up instantly!
Seeing this, countless people were dumbfounded.
???
This group, damn, who are they!
Damn, how did they just come and take the best spots?
The first ten rows, all golden seats.
Now, even the eleventh row filled up?
And all dressed to the nines!
One glance, absolutely looks like a scene from the United Nations conference with international big shots being protected by bodyguards!
What’s Zhang Fan up to?
Is he trying to ruin the scene?
Hiring so many people, planning to fight?
Just as everyone was stunned, a clamorous noise suddenly came from afar.
At this moment, at the gate of Tsinghua College, police cars were driving in slowly.
The key point is, the word "special" was written on these police cars!
What’s the concept?
Goddamn, the SWAT team is here?
Holy crap, could it be because of that group just now?
But soon, screams arose again!
Because, from the small cars behind the SWAT cars, someone emerged.
This person, is none other than the national painting treasure, Zong Yuan!
"Oh my god, how could it be Master Zong Yuan!"
"How did he get here!"
"Oh my, oh my, how come there’s not a whisper!"
Whether students, professors, journalists, or people here to watch, all screamed out loud.
Zong Yuan!
Usually, they could only see this master on TV.
Master Zong Yuan, rarely comes out to participate in events.
Goddamn, Tsinghua went all out!
Really, countless brains, went blank.
They really can’t imagine how Tsinghua managed to invite Master Zong Yuan.
However, in the next moment, screams sounded again.
Because, behind Zong Yuan, there was another group!
"Liu Daoming! Oh heavens, how’d he come! He’s a superstar in the oil painting world. One of his paintings sold for thirty million."
"Damn, damn, look at the foreigner with the suitcase, it’s Mo Ganfu!"
"Damn, isn’t that Cambridge University’s most famous painter?"
"And look, isn’t that Mike Daway!"
"Holy crap, isn’t that genius painter, Kolun Mingduo..."
"Oh my god, what the heck is happening! Why are so many art world big shots coming!"