The man's disdainful voice was quite loud, and everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to look at him.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the man seemed to have found an audience for his speech and said passionately, "Bah! You are all profit-driven businessmen. Do you even know what art is?"
"One or two of them are nothing but a bunch of money-grubbing idiots!"
The man speaking had long hair and wore a long, loose-fitting white T-shirt and jeans.
Little Yuzu stared intently at him.
The man had a gloomy face, his hair was tied up with a rubber band, and he looked unkempt and slovenly.
The deputy curator said coldly, "If you have any complaints about our exhibition, please leave."
"I'm not going out. I have a ticket, why should I go out? You can't even stand a few words?" The man sneered disdainfully, his gaze falling on the children next to the deputy curator.
Mu Siyu stepped back.
The man's gaze made her very uncomfortable, reminding her of the feeling of being kidnapped before.
She unconsciously reached out and tugged at Xiaoyouzi's sleeve, seeking a sense of security.
Xiao Youzi frowned, took two steps forward, and blocked Mu Siyu behind her.
The deputy curator said directly, "Excuse me, Mrs. Wen, let's go that way."
The man didn't do anything drastic, so he didn't want to call security.
"Let's go." Li Lan glanced at the man disdainfully and said coldly, "You all go, but go ahead of me."
"Wait a minute!" Upon seeing Xiaoyouzi, the man's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but take a few steps towards them. "Little friend, what's your name? You're so pretty!"
"Hello, please stay away from my guest." The deputy curator frowned and stood in front of the man.
But the man completely ignored him, staring at the little grapefruit with fervor: "Little girl, you're like a beautiful doll, you must be God's most satisfying creation."
"Let me tell you, none of this is art. Only death is the noblest art. Are you willing to come with me?" The man came directly in front of Xiaoyouzi and even reached out to touch her.
Little Yuzu told Li Lan and the others to step back, and then stepped forward herself: "You're wrong. I'm not God's most satisfying creation. If I am, it's Nuwa's."
“Yes, yes, it’s Nuwa’s.” The man nodded.
The deputy curator and Li Lan exchanged a glance, neither of them saying anything, but the curator had already called security.
What kind of mess is this?!
There were a few other people looking at the art exhibition nearby, but they noticed the strange atmosphere and kept their distance.
Little Yuzu fluttered her curled eyelashes and smiled slightly: "So, what is your art?"
“My art, of course, is death.” The man chuckled, his expression twisted in a grotesque way. “Do you know that only death is the most beautiful art?”
"Oh?" Little Yuzu raised an eyebrow.
Seeing this, the man assumed that Xiaoyouzi was interested and his expression became frantic.
Li Lan immediately ordered the deputy curator to take Mu Siyu and the others away, leaving only Li Lan and Wen Shuqin, who refused to leave, at the scene.
"Little friend, I have a lot of dolls at home, they are all very beautiful. Do you want to come with me and have a look at them?" The man was lost in his own world, ignoring Li Lan and Wen Shuqin beside him, his eyes only on Xiao Youzi.
Little Yuzu tilted her head, a slight smile on her face: "Since you like the art of death so much, you must really like ghosts, right?"
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