"Really not?"
Touching his conscience, Shen Tang didn't believe it.
Faced with Shen Xiaolangjun's doubts, Qi Shan, who was originally expressionless, smiled directly. He pointed at the paintings held in Shen Tang's hands and said with a strange look, "Shen Xiaolangjun thought they could be painted in two or three strokes." ? What lies behind the drawing paper is another rather difficult endgame..."
The implication is that Shen Tang thinks too highly of him.
How could he have time to stay up late to catch up on drawings, and not forget to spare a lot of time to crack the puzzle hidden on the drawing paper?
Shen Tang touched his nose and looked away with a guilty conscience - she couldn't be blamed for being suspicious, but it could only be blamed on Qi Shan having too many "criminal records", which caused her to have some "psychological shadow" - she said bluntly. Topic: "Yuanliang, should I take my paintings to the bookstore for business now?"
"Go ahead, go ahead." Qi Shan waved his hand to her, wishing that he could be out of sight. When Shen Tang turned around, he stopped her again and warned, "Go hand over the painting, and be careful on the way back. We still don't know the person behind the scenes. If you have anything to do with the governor of Sibao County, you need to be cautious."
It's best if you don't have a relationship, but you have to be careful if you have a relationship.
The water in Xiaocheng is deep, and one could accidentally step on the water and drown.
"I know, I know."
Shen Tang seemed to be amnesty, stepping on the wind, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Qishan couldn't lower his eyes and raised them again, and all he could see was the hem of her robe that had disappeared. He had no choice but to smile bitterly, shake his head, and turn around to go back to the house. Instead of catching up on sleep, he sat back in front of his desk.
There is a clean piece of paper spread out in front of the desk.
He suppressed the remaining relaxation, looked at it solemnly, raised his hand to gather his energy, and in the blink of an eye, his mind entered the mess.
In the mysterious realm where yin and yang intersect, the battlefield below is still fighting, the cities are hurting each other, and the black and white armies are in a stalemate. If you observe the battle situation carefully, it is currently the White Army that has a slight upper hand. The moment Qi Shan appeared, the figure opposite raised his head and looked at him.
With a posture of praying for good deeds, he calmly raised his hem slightly and sat down.
He said quietly: "No one will disturb you, you and I will continue."
No one responded, only the man waved his fan, and the advantage that the White Army had finally regained was completely eliminated.
Qishan was not in a hurry, and calmly spoke a word. The white pieces condensed with the bottom of the sky, and the white army on the chessboard followed the instructions. When the black and white armies were killing each other, Shen Tang found the Zhengguang Bookshop yesterday on his motorcycle and shouted from all the way.
"Shopkeeper, I'm here to deliver."
She jumped off the motorcycle and threw the reins. Her motorcycle raised its neck and opened its mouth in tacit understanding, holding the rope accurately, and then leaned down to rest in the open space in front of the bookstore. The shopkeeper was sitting behind the counter, resting his forehead with one hand and taking a nap with his eyes closed.
Suddenly hearing Shen Tang shouting, his sleepiness flew away.
"Who, who?" The shopkeeper was startled, until he saw the person clearly, and said in surprise, "Young lady, did you finish the work so quickly?"
Shen Tang felt a little guilty and responded vaguely: "Hmm..."
"Let me see how the painting goes."
The shopkeeper didn't believe it.
How detailed a painting can you create in just one night?
He had some familiarity with the temper of the waiter at Yuehua Tower. He knew that this person was the most picky and could not tolerate crudely made paintings.
When he slowly unfolded the painting, the figure in the painting captured all his attention at just one glance. For a moment, he could no longer move his eyes away, and even his breathing slowed down unconsciously. On the drawing paper is a handsome boy with a childlike quality, who is hiding alone among the flowers. The artist did not focus on depicting the boy's face, but used almost all the essence on the full and just right red lips, making people want to lean in and get closer.
The shopkeeper suddenly woke up and his old face turned slightly red.
He coughed in embarrassment and said, "Young lady is very good at painting!"
He has been in this industry for so many years, and he has also received many high-priced orders for Goulanwashe. The painters he has taken on range from 100 to 50 painters, and many of them are classic works that are talked about - some are reserved and some are passionate and unrestrained. . Either it's extremely fragrant [gorgeous], or it's extremely gaudy [vulgar]. The painter can't wait to use all the painting skills of Class 18 to see the flowers blooming, so charming and charming.
Asking himself, what could really make him lose his composure was nothing at all. He didn't expect it to happen to him today.
He could hardly wait to open the second one. This painting also has the same style. It seems subtle and restrained, but if you look closely, you will find the lust beneath the calm surface. It is like there is a charming but not vulgar fairy hiding in the painting, who can enchant people with a smile.
The third picture is of two people. One of them was still the young man, and the other one had an unclear face, but he had a very good figure. He whispered ambiguously into the young man's ear, almost holding the young man's full earlobe in his mouth. The fourth picture is also of two people, but they are a man and a woman. The woman's face is also unclear, her back is slender and well-proportioned. The young man is smiling and playing closely with her. The ambiguous atmosphere almost breaks the paper and rushes towards his face.
The shopkeeper's Adam's apple rolled several times and he secretly wiped his sweat.
He didn't want to lose his composure in front of Shen Tang, so he had to pretend to be thirsty and drink tea, relying on the cold tea to suppress the irritation.
What a hell.
Thinking that he was engaged in this industry, he had never read the story books or secret play pictures, so he thought he was immune and invulnerable to fire and water, but he didn't expect that he would be made an exception by a few portraits that were hurriedly completed overnight. There was more and more sweat hanging on the shopkeeper's forehead, and his face turned red.
After he finished appreciating all the paintings, he let out a breath and was completely convinced - this is definitely a master of secret painting!
The shopkeeper blurted out.
"Have you ever considered publishing a collection of paintings, little lady?"
Business will definitely be great!
He believed that once the paintings in his hands were published, the top names in Goulanwashe would probably go to great lengths to make an appointment, and there was no shortage of money!
Shen Tang shook his head: "Just do it once."
Yuan Liang, a young and energetic young man, would easily become exhausted if he painted this kind of painting all day long. He doesn't look very healthy either, so I'd better save some time.
The shopkeeper was a little disappointed when he heard this and wanted to persuade him again.
Shen Tang interrupted him: "Actually, this is not a painting by me. I went back last night to draw half of it and my brother at home discovered it. He was furious and asked to help with the painting. My brother has a pedantic personality. Is the shopkeeper satisfied?"
The shopkeeper said: "Satisfied, satisfied, very satisfied. I think the waiter will also be satisfied. It will definitely help him increase his worth!"
