In the manor's exhibition hall, the owner of the manor, the organizer of this private exhibition, was cheerfully introducing his works to the crowd.
Everyone in the industry commented that he was too materialistic, but he was still sought after by the market. He had some ability and was considered a veteran in the art circle.
Will looked at the paintings and calculated the time. Although he didn't like this person's paintings, he had to admit that his painting techniques were worth learning. Of course, in comparison, he was more willing to bring Curly Hair out to nurture his inspiration. That was what he desired the most. Many times, he felt that he was very close to starting his brush, but when he actually picked it up, he was still at a loss.
After studying the paintings in the exhibition hall, Will looked at the time. Only half an hour had passed, and he still had to continue listening to the manor owner's exaggerated boasting. This was simply mental pollution!
Will didn't continue listening. Instead, he went upstairs alone to look at the manor owner's private collection. The manor owner loved to show off. Besides his own works, he would also display a portion of his collection, all of which were art treasures.
There were fewer people upstairs, so it was quieter. Will planned to kill time here and leave with the dog after an hour. As he was looking, he suddenly heard a loud bang. His head felt numb. Then, a few beams of light shot up, and the huge paintings hanging in the exhibition hall were instantly set ablaze.
This sudden turn of events made some people panic. The exhibition hall was instantly thrown into chaos. Some people fled, some people looked for Will.
Will was a genius when it came to painting, but he was trash in other aspects, such as his ability to escape.
When the turn of events happened, at a time like this where every second was a life wasted, Will was still standing there in a daze. He only moved when other people who were also looking at the exhibits reminded him. His first reaction was to run after the people in front of him. He completely forgot where the exit was.
In the chaotic exhibition hall, the usually refined and elegant people didn't care about anything else when their lives were threatened. All they cared about was running for their lives. Will, this useless artist who didn't exercise, was easily pushed aside and knocked down by the people behind him like a weak chicken. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up. His leg was sprained.
There weren't many people upstairs. In the blink of an eye, only Will was left.
The intelligent fire control system had become a decoration.
His personal terminal had also malfunctioned.
Will had never imagined that he would encounter such a thing. He had never been mentally prepared and had been caught off guard. Only when one reached that point could one understand what true despair was.
As he coughed, his throat felt like it was stuck by something sharp. His breathing became more and more difficult, and his cries for help couldn't drown out the noise around him. He squinted his eyes in discomfort. In his narrow field of vision, he saw a distorted world in the light of the fire. A thick cloud of smoke spread in his direction like a terrifying monster.
For Will, who was used to thinking that painting was more important than anything else, at this moment, his mind was filled with endless inspiration. His strongest thought was actually about painting …
As Will's thoughts drifted into the chaos of running for his life, inspiration, and drawing, the back of his hand was touched by a wet nose.
"Woof woof woof!"
Will's muddled mind cleared up a little, and he turned his head to look.
Curly Hair nudged Will's arm with his nose again. "Woof woof woof woof woof!"
Will didn't think about why Curly Hair, who should have been locked up in a cage, was here. At this moment, his heart was filled with gratitude, regret, and boundless regret. Curly Hair had actually found this place before the bodyguards. Oh, right, there was still the painting. The goal he had set for himself during his advanced studies had yet to be accomplished.
Thinking of this, Will tossed aside all the distracting thoughts in his mind. "Hurry up and get out … cough cough cough …"
Just saying a few words was incomparably difficult.
Curly Hair barked a few times and bit on Will's sleeve, wanting to pull it out.
Rip —
His sleeve was torn to shreds.
Will was even more moved. "You run … cough cough cough … to find someone … You can't drag me …"
Before Will could finish speaking, Curly Hair gave up on pulling on his sleeve and ran off with Will's collar in his mouth. It was no different from a small twig on a stroll.
Will, who was being dragged easily: "…"
Boom —
A row of display racks came crashing down, right where Will had been lying.
He looked up at the rapidly receding ceiling and the sound of objects collapsing could be heard continuously. Not far away, there were even dense sparks flying about.
In that instant, Will finally understood.
When Curly Hair dragged Will to the staircase, the bodyguards who had rushed into the exhibition hall in search of Will heard the barking of dogs and hurriedly put a breathing mask on Will before carrying him out of the exit.
Curly Hair followed them out together.
Outside the exhibition hall, paramedics had already rushed over to treat the injured.
Will, who was being carried out of the exhibition hall, felt his surroundings cool down. It wasn't as scorching as before, and the lighting had also become much brighter. He could faintly hear the barking of dogs and the shrieks of an unknown lady not far away.
When they reached a safe place, the bodyguard put Will down. Seeing Will's dazed appearance, he thought worriedly, Will he be scared silly?
"Sir! Mr. Will Jr.! "the bodyguard called out.
Will, who had been immersed in his own thoughts, was called back to his senses. He raised his hand to indicate that he was fine before continuing to immerse himself in his thoughts. He even muttered, "Wrong … I was wrong before …"
Seeing Will like this, the bodyguard became even more worried. It's over. Looks like he's scared silly. Hurry and inform Mr. Will Sr.!
The bodyguard turned on a video call. When Mr. Will Sr., who had been participating in other activities, heard about what had happened, he was so shocked that his face turned pale. He only calmed down when he heard that Will's life was in no danger.
At this moment, Will was in a rather sorry state. His entire body was covered in soot, and his hair smelled burnt. One of his sleeves had been torn, and his eyes were unfocused. Seeing this situation, Will Sr. wasn't in the mood to participate in any activities. He hurriedly dropped what he was doing and rushed over. At the same time, he arranged for private medical personnel and even more bodyguards to rush over. He had even made an appointment with a psychiatrist. How big of a psychological trauma would it be to suddenly encounter such an incident!
At this moment, ambulances, fire trucks, and police cars gathered at this manor far away from the hustle and bustle of the city.
The only good news was that up until now, no one had died. Even the dogs locked up in the designated area were fine. It was just that those dogs had all escaped, and a portion of the people were busy catching them.
Curly Hair, this dog worth 200 million, didn't need Will to say anything. The bodyguards had personally carried him away.
Watching the bodyguards bring Will away, some people who had come to the exhibition gathered together. They had been very afraid when the incident had happened, but they weren't afraid now that they had escaped. They were still very curious about the news.
"I heard that Will was dragged out of the exhibition hall by that dog he brought?" someone said.
"Eh? Wasn't it brought out by the bodyguards? "someone beside them was astonished.
"I know! I just heard from one of the bodyguards that Will was first found by the dog. The bodyguards heard the dog's barking before finding Will and bringing him out of the exhibition hall! "another person interrupted.
"Sigh, I really didn't expect that such a small dog could actually drag an adult."
"… Explosive strength? Otherwise, why would you say it's a dog worth 200 million! I don't know if the dog's owner has insured it. I saw that its fur was curled up by the fire just now. "
"No, its fur is naturally curly. I saw that it was quite spirited when it came out, so it shouldn't be injured. Otherwise, how much money would we have to pay?"
"Will didn't leave the dog at the designated area?"
"You still don't know? Someone made a hole in the dog cage at the designated area, and the dogs all escaped! "someone else joined in the discussion.
"What? There's such a thing? I was wondering why I saw a dog running outside just now! Who did it? Could it be that they wanted to steal the dog? "
"I don't know. I heard that the surveillance cameras were destroyed. The one who broke the cage should have been some kind of special pliers or something that could easily cut the metal bars of the cage."
"Let's not talk about the dog first. What exactly happened this time?"
"What else could it be? The manor owner offended someone and is being retaliated against. We are suffering because of the hatred he drew! What kind of rubbish is this! "
…
Will didn't know what had happened at the manor. After leaving the manor, he had been sent to a hospital ward. He was lost in his own thoughts and was slow to respond to the doctor's questions. He looked like he was in a daze, and he didn't know what he was saying.
When the doctors finished their examination, Will Sr. and his wife arrived. Seeing their son lying on the hospital bed in such a pitiful state, their hearts ached so much that their eyes turned red. When they heard the doctor say that Will's mental state wasn't right, Will Sr. and his wife were even more heartbroken.
Indeed, this child had been scared silly! They didn't know when the psychological trauma would disappear. If they had known, they wouldn't have forced him to participate in this lousy exhibition!
But before Will Sr. and his wife could say anything, Will raised his hand with great difficulty to a bodyguard beside him. His eyes seemed to emit an unprecedented glow. "Help me … up … I want to draw!"
Then, Will's wishes were forcefully suppressed by his father.
Still want to draw at this time? Draw my ass! Don't even think about touching a brush before you recover!
Before Mr. Will Sr. reached the hospital, he had sent someone to inform Fang Zhao. After all, that dog was worth 200 million. It was better to inform the owner of such a "valuable item."
When Fang Zhao received the news, he hurriedly applied for leave from his team and rushed over. Fang Zhao had not expected that Will would actually encounter such a situation when he had only brought Curly Hair to a private exhibition.
Not long after Will Sr. and his wife arrived at the hospital, Fang Zhao also arrived.
Will Sr. shook Fang Zhao's hand and thanked him profusely. He had already heard that if not for Curly Hair's barks, the bodyguards wouldn't have been able to find Will so quickly. It was very likely that Will would have been buried in the exhibition hall. However, Curly Hair hadn't cooperated with the examination and hadn't allowed the vet to approach.
Curly Hair had been taken care of very well. The dust on his body had been cleaned, and it was impossible to tell that he had experienced an accident. When Fang Zhao saw him, Curly Hair was gnawing on a bone. Clearly, Curly Hair hadn't been affected by the accident at all. His appetite was very good, and when he saw Fang Zhao, he wagged his tail happily and whined coquettishly.
As Will's life-saving dog, Will Sr. and his wife looked at Curly Hair lovingly and gratefully, as if they were looking at a glowing little angel.
Fang Zhao brought the "glowing little angel" out of the hospital and back to HuangArt's dormitory for advanced studies.
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