Chapter 370 Really Slap in the Face, Master Roman Accepts the Apprentice

"Xia Wanyuan!! How dare you!" Richard's right leg was unconscious at the moment, kneeling on the ground, the audience around the audience cast complicated glances, Richard looked at Xia Wanyuan angrily, and even smiled on the surface. It can't be maintained.

Before Richard could finish speaking, Xia Wanyuan's second slap directly landed on his face, and a "pop" resounded throughout the theater.

Xia Wanyuan used skillful strength. Although he only punched twice, Richard's face was already swollen and burning hot.

Xia Wanyuan took out the invitation letter for the finals that he received not long ago, and shook it in front of Richard, "Did you see it? You have exhausted the invitation letter that you will never be able to get in your life."

"What are you proud of? You are so arrogant just by qualifying for the finals. You are indeed a Chinese who has never seen the world." Richard looked at the invitation letter and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

"I changed my nationality, but I can't integrate into the local life. Is this a miserable feeling?" Xia Wanyuan saw the anger in Richard's eyes, and continued, "Your friends back then, should be successful in China now, right? But But you can't go back, you can only be a dog in front of the powerful, wagging your tail and begging for pity."

Xia Wanyuan's words were like a sharp knife, piercing straight into Richard's proud and inferior heart. His face was blue and red, and his expression was very funny.

The corners of Xia Wanyuan's lips twitched slightly, what a waste of time. This man made her not even finish listening to the concert, but these few words of hers will make Richard entangled in entanglement and pain for the rest of his life.

"This lady?" Prince Garro's eyes were straight as he looked at him.

The women of the Ole Kingdom hide their faces with black veils when they go out, and they are extremely submissive to men at home. This is the first time he has seen such a warm woman, like a rose with thorns, which immediately evokes a strong man. desire to conquer.

"I don't have time." After Xia Wanyuan finished speaking, he left the theater, ignoring the obsessive gaze of Prince Garo behind him.

"Richard, do you know this woman? How can you get her?" Prince Garro looked at Richard who was still kneeling on the ground.

Xia Wanyuan's kick did not know what was weird. Richard knelt on the ground and couldn't get up. Hearing Prince Jia Luo's words, a flame of resentment flashed in his heart.

"Prince Garo, there is an old saying in Huaguo, that raw rice is cooked rice, you grab her directly and make her your woman, and then declare to the public that you are in love with each other. According to the law of Ole, she is Your legal wife."

The Ole Kingdom has extremely high requirements for women's chastity. Women must wear black veils when they go out. If they lose their chastity to a man, they will marry him, because no other man is willing to marry her.

"I'll leave this to you. Once it's done, there will be many benefits for you." Thinking of the beauty with thorns, Prince Garo swayed in his heart,

"Okay prince, I will definitely do this for you." Richard struggled to stand up from the ground.

Hmph, what if you entered the finals, entered the royal family of Ole Kingdom, no matter how talented you are, you can only abide by your duty as a wife in the palace,

Xia Wanyuan walked out of the theater door and saw from a distance that the entrance of the Royal Conservatory of Music was bustling with people. He glanced curiously,

Too many people can't see the specific situation, they just see a huge banner,

"The Final Tour of the Hall-level Musician Master Roman"

Next to the banner was a photo of the white-haired old man she had seen in the church last time.

"Wow, I finally got a ticket to see the legendary Master Roman!!"

"I heard that Master Roman will accept a closed disciple this time. I don't know if it is true."

"It seems to be true. I don't know who is so lucky to be selected by Master Roman. I really hope that I am the darling of that God!"

"Dream you."

Passersby walked by laughing and joking, discussing the upcoming concert.

Xia Wanyuan didn't have a ticket, took a look, and was about to leave,

But as soon as he turned around, someone caught up behind him, "Miss, please wait!"

Some religious countries do have such traditions and laws. . . I'm afraid you might say that I'm just making up and explaining it.

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