After my daughter died of depression, I was reborn!

Chapter 240

"You said you got consent, you got consent, why haven't we heard from the curator?"

He smiled coldly.

He looked back at the people behind him.

Apparently waiting for everyone's acceptance.

Flattery and sycophancy can exist anywhere.

Present.

After this man finished speaking.

Really.

Several people accosted each other.

"Yes, I heard that there will be a special exhibition of a few unborn works of the curator today, and there will be a lot of people, who are not allowed to follow the rules and honestly? How come I have never heard of it, and there are people who come in through the back door?"

"That's right, you said the curator knew, the curator knew? Maybe you sneaked someone in and thought about not paying the ticket!"

"I also think that this matter needs to be rigorous, after all, today is a new painting by the exhibition director, and it would be bad if something went wrong. "

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A group of people are talking to each other.

Shi Lan's face turned ugly.

Zhang Xiangying was also a little confused.

Let's be honest.

They say that the curator knows about this, and to some extent it is also an exaggeration.

After all, Director Lian Pu is so busy every day that he doesn't have time to see them at all.

Where did it come from?

Just said hello to the curator's secretary.

He said he was going to bring a child in for a talent test.

The curator's secretary pondered, this is not a big deal.

I agreed.

Tell them to bring someone in, just go through the back door to the talent testing hall.

Zhang Xiangying didn't know what to do at this time.

She didn't want to offend the group of people in front of her.

After all, to a certain extent, after bringing Tuan Tuan over today and doing the talent test, one of the most important purposes is to let Tuan Tuan choose a master among this group of people.

If you get the appreciation of one of them, you will succeed in a master-apprentice relationship.

I just didn't expect this to happen.

It's offended, there is no one in Tuan Tuan to apprentice.

Don't be offended, is it just a group of people who are stuck here?

Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if it was discovered?

It's a dilemma. Shi Lan didn't speak at this time, he obviously had the same idea as Zhang Xiangying.

The atmosphere was a little awkward and silent.

Li Xiu suddenly glanced sideways at Zhang Xiangying.

"What's the name of the director of the Hangcheng Art Museum~?"

He asked suddenly.

Zhang Xiangying and Shi Lan didn't react for a moment.

When he came to his senses, Zhang Xiangying hurriedly stretched out his hand and quietly tugged on Li Xiu's sleeve.

"Don't ask the curator's name. "

Zhang Xiangying lowered his voice.

"We actually got in touch with the curator's secretary. "

As a last resort, Zhang Xiangying could only tell Li Xiu the actual situation.

Unexpectedly, Li Xiu was not surprised at all.

"Is it called Lianlai?"

Li Xiu didn't say anything, but asked.

Zhang Xiangying's face changed suddenly.

Oh, my God.

This man.

Do you know that the curator is simply a god-like existence in the minds of so many people?

These dozen people.

More or less have been taught by the curator.

It's simply an epoch-making existence.

Zhang Xiangying nodded hurriedly.

I was afraid that the conversation between the two would be louder and overheard by a group of people on the other side.

After all, talking about the curator here, and in front of everyone, is already blasphemy to some extent.

"Yes, yes, yes. "

"It's him. "

"Let's not talk about him, after all, ......"

Zhang Xiangying said hurriedly.

She lowered her voice.

Unexpectedly, after finishing speaking, Li Xiu suddenly smiled.

"Just make a phone call and ask the curator?"

Li Xiu hugged Tuan Tuan and said with a smile.

Zhang Xiangying was taken aback. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Before he could say anything to stop it, he heard more than a dozen people on the other side start to commotion.

"Can you really call the teacher?"

The man was clearly interested.

looked at Li Xiu with a funny face.

Don't say anything else.

For the past two years, the teacher has been busy with creative things.

I don't have the time or energy to take care of these little things.

He had already seen that Shi Lan was lying.

It's just trying to embarrass the other party.

I didn't expect the other party to climb up the pole.

He really wanted to see if these people could call the teacher in front of them today!

The atmosphere is stuck here, and you can't get off the stage.

Li Xiudao didn't want to pretend to be anything.

He suddenly remembered that when he hadn't come to Hangzhou last year, he had a business experience and met the director of the so-called Hangzhou Art Museum in the square.

It was also he who reminded himself of his talent for painting.

Therefore, Li Xiu has a deep memory.

At this moment, everyone is stuck here, and they can't get in.

Isn't that a waste of time?

If I make a phone call and ask, won't I be able to get in?

Li Xiuke still remembers that the old gentleman told him that if he changed his mind, he could call him at any time.

Now that I think it's okay.

Li Xiu thought.

He put the milk ball he was holding in his arms on the ground.

Then he pulled out a stack of business cards from his pocket.

These days, the phone has limited memory.

Most of the relationships rely on business cards.

Li Xiu is also in business, so he has the Xi of carrying a business card book on his body.

He flipped the card notebook to the back.

At that time, I was just starting out in business, so it was easy to rummage.

Sure enough.

At the time of the penultimate four or five pages.

Li Xiu found out that the contact person and phone number were written on it.

Lianpu.

Director of Hangzhou Art Museum.

Contact number: 1775............

When he saw him, he actually took out a phone book and rummaged through it.

I was amused at the moment. (Wang Zhao)

What is this?

The so-called contact information of the relationship is still recorded in the phone book.

This proves that he never called the curator at all!

Otherwise, it would have been stored in the address book a long time ago!

More than a dozen people looked at Li Xiu's eyes, and the eyes became more and more wrong.

Shi Lan and Zhang Xiangying's palms were also soaked with a layer of sweat.

What should I do?

I can't get off the stage at all!

Li Xiudao didn't care about the eyes of the people around him.

He took out his phone and dialed the number on his business card.

Moyo rang seven or eight times before the phone was finally connected. However, when I picked it up, I wasn't the curator yet. It's a young girl.

"Hey, hello, are you looking for the curator?"

The girl's voice said slightly apologetically.

"I'm very sorry, the curator is very busy today and doesn't have time to answer your calls, if you have an emergency, you can call this number after 15 o'clock ...... evening."