MTL - Superstars of Tomorrow-Chapter 377 Finally realized

In the manor's exhibition hall, the organizer and owner of the private exhibition, is laughing and introducing his work to everyone.

People in the circle have commented that his utilitarianism is too strong, but he is still sought after by the market, and he still has the ability to do it. The painting circle is also an old qualification.

Will counts the picture while calculating the time. Although he doesn't like this painting, he has to say that this painting technique is worth learning. Of course, he is more willing to go out with his curls to cultivate inspiration. That is what he is most eager to do. Many times, he felt that the pen was very close, but it was still awkward to really pick up the pen.

After studying the paintings in the exhibition hall, Will looked at the time and only half an hour later. He had to continue listening to the manor’s rhetoric, which was simply a spiritual pollution!

Will didn't listen, but went upstairs alone to see the owner's private collection. The manor of the manor is in love with the show. In addition to his own works, he will also display some of his collections, which are some art treasures.

There were few people upstairs and quieter. Will planned to spend time here, and took the dog away after an hour. Looking at it, suddenly heard a loud bang, his head shook a little wood, then a few beams of fire rushed, and the huge painting hanging in the exhibition hall was instantly ignited.

This sudden change caused some people to panic, and the exhibition hall was suddenly confused, fleeing and fleeing, looking for someone to find someone.

Will is a genius in painting, but other aspects can be said to be slag, such as escape skills.

When the change happened, when this waste of one second was a waste of life, Will was still stupid for a while. It was reminded by other people who also watched the exhibits here. Will only moved, and the first reaction was to follow the front. Where does the man run out of the exit? He doesn't remember it at all.

In the chaotic exhibition hall, people who are polite and elegant on weekdays, when life is threatened, nothing is left, only to escape. Will, a painter who was negligent in exercise, was easily knocked over by the people behind him like a weak chicken. He couldn’t get up on the ground. Sprained foot.

There are fewer people upstairs, and there is only one Weir in the blink of an eye.

Intelligent fire protection facilities have become decorative.

Personal terminals have also failed.

Will never thought that he would encounter such a thing, and he had never been mentally prepared and couldn't wait. Only when people reach that point can they realize what is real despair.

Coughing, the throat is like being caught by a sharp thing, the breathing is more difficult, the sound of crying for help is not surrounded by the noise, the eyes are uncomfortable, and in the narrow field of vision, there is a distorted world in the fire, a thick smoke like a A terrible monster that spreads toward this side.

For Will, who painted the inertia of thinking above all else, at this time, there was endless inspiration in his mind, and the strongest feelings turned out to be painting...

When Will's thoughts were caught in the chaos of the escape-inspired painting, the back of the hand was touched by a wet nose.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Will's chaotic brain is a little clearer, turning his head to look at it.

The curls touched Will's arm again with his nose: "War!"

Will didn't think why the curls that should have been in the cage would be here. At this time, the heart was full of emotions, emotions, and endless regrets. The curls were found here before the bodyguards. Oh, yes, there are paintings. He set his own goals during the training period and has not finished yet.

Thinking of this, Will puts aside the other distractions in his mind, "Get out... cough and cough..."

Just saying a few words is very difficult.

The curls shouted a few times, biting Will's sleeves and pulling them out.

Hey

The sleeves were smashed.

Will is even more moved: "You run a cough and cough... Go find someone... You can't drag me..."

Before the words were finished, the curls gave up the sleeves and ran with Will's collar. It’s no different from walking a small branch when you walk.

Will, who was easily dragged: "..."

boom

A row of display racks collapsed and squatted where Will was lying.

Looking up at the rapidly retreating ceiling, there are constant movements of objects falling, and there are densely flying Mars not far away.

At that moment, Will finally realized.

When the curls pulled Will into the stairway, the bodyguards who were looking for people in the progress hall heard the dog barking and found it. They quickly put a breathing mask on Will, and rushed to the exit.

The curls went out with them.

Outside the exhibition hall, ambulance personnel have arrived to heal the wounded.

Will, who was taken out of the exhibition hall, only felt that the temperature around the body was cold, not so hot, and the light became clear. Vaguely heard the dog barking not far away and I don’t know which lady’s screaming.

After going to a safe place, the bodyguard put Will down, see Will, look worried, not worried about it?

"Mr. Mr. Little Will!" the bodyguard called.

Will, who was immersed in his own thoughts, was called back to God, raised his hand and gestured to show that he was fine, then continued to immerse himself, and muttered in his mouth: "Wrong... I was wrong before..."

Seeing Will like this, the bodyguard is even more smashed, it seems to be scary. Hurry to inform Mr. Old Will!

The video call made by the bodyguard, when Mr. Old, who was attending other activities, learned about the incident from the bodyguard's mouth, he was shocked and white, and he waited until he heard that Will had no worries.

At this time, Will was quite embarrassed, and the whole body was gray and fluttering. The hair was full of burnt smell, and the sleeves on one side were smashed, and the eyes were not focal length. Seeing this situation, Old Will did not have the heart to participate in any activities, and quickly threw down the things in his hand to come here, and arranged private medical staff and more bodyguards to rush here. Also about the psychiatrist, suddenly encountered such an event, that is how much psychological shadow!

At this time, ambulances, fire engines and police cars gathered in this manor away from the city's noisy area.

The only good news is that no one has died so far, and even the dogs at the resettlement point are fine, only the dogs are running out, and some people are busy catching dogs.

The curled dog of 200 million yuan, without Will, said that the bodyguards personally left.

Looking at the bodyguards with Will leaving, there are people who come to the exhibition to get together, they are very scared when they get out of the way, they are not afraid to escape, and they are very curious to inquire about the news.

"I heard that Will was dragged out of the exhibition hall by the dog he brought?" said one person.

"Hey? Isn't it a bodyguard brought out?" The person next to him was surprised.

"I know! Just listened to a bodyguard over there, Will was first found by the dog. The bodyguard heard the dog bark and found the person out of the venue!" Another person interrupted.

"Oh, I really didn't think that a small dog would have dragged an adult."

"... explosive power? Or how to say that it is a 200 million dog! I don't know if the dog owner has given him a guarantee. Just look at the hair and it has been fired."

"No, it's a natural thing to be a roll. I'm quite spirited when I look at it. It shouldn't be hurt, or how much money I have to pay."

"Will didn't put the dog at the resettlement point?"

"You still don't know? The dog cages at the resettlement site have been broken, and the dogs have ran out!" Someone joined the discussion.

"Hey? Is there this? I just said how I saw the dog running outside! Who did it? Do you want to steal the dog?"

"I don't know, I heard that the monitoring has been destroyed. The damage to the cage should be something like a special pliers. It can easily cut the metal bar of the cage."

"Don't talk about dogs, what the **** is going on this time?"

"What else can you do, the manor of the man who has offended the sinner has been retaliated, and the hatred that he has pulled is ravaged! What are the broken things!"

......

The follow-up thing on the manor did not know. After he left the manor, he was sent to the hospital ward. He didn't know what he wanted to think about. He was slow to respond when the doctor asked, and the whole person looked silly. Oh, I don’t know what to say in my mouth.

After the doctors checked, the old Will couple also arrived. Looking at his son's miserable lying on the hospital bed, his distressed eyes were red, and he heard the doctor say that Will's mental state was not right, and the old Weirs were even more sad.

Sure enough, this child is scared! Psychological trauma does not know when it can be eliminated. I knew that I would not force him to participate in this broken exhibition!

However, not waiting for what the old Weirs said, Will struggled to raise his hand to the side of the bodyguard, and his eyes seemed to emit an unprecedented light: "Help me... get up... I want to paint!"

Then, Will's will was forced to suppress by him.

Want to paint at this time? Draw a fart! Don't want to touch the pen if you don't have it!

Before Mr. Old Will arrived at the hospital, he also told people to call Fang Zhao. After all, the dog was worth 200 million yuan. This kind of "valuables" is still good for the owner.

I got the message and hurriedly rushed over with the team. Fang Zhao did not expect that Will only took a curl to participate in a private exhibition, and even encountered such a thing.

Not long after the old Will couple arrived at the hospital, Fang Zhao also arrived.

Old Weir holds the hand of Fang Zhao, thank you very much. He has already heard that if it is not the cries of curls, the bodyguards cannot find Will so soon. It is very likely that Will will be buried in the exhibition hall. It just doesn't match the check and doesn't let the vet close.

The curls were well cared for, and the dust on the body was cleaned up. I couldn’t see an accident at all. When I saw it, it was licking the bones. Apparently, the curls were not affected by the accident, and the appetite was very good. When I saw the party call, the tail was called a joy, and it was spoiled.

As Will's savior dog, the old Weirs looked at the curls and grateful in their love, as if they were looking at a glowing little angel.

The "Glowing Little Angel" was taken away from the hospital by Fang Zhao and returned to the dormitory of Huang Yi's fellow students.

The party called for a check on the curls, then looked at the metal debris that was pulled out of its teeth and silenced it.

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