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Chapter 41 041: This is a master

"Really not?"

Feeling conscience, Shen Tang didn't believe it.

Facing Shen Xiaolangjun's question, Qi Shan, who was originally expressionless, smiled directly. He pointed to the painting held in Shen Tang's hands, yin and yang strangely: "Shen Xiaolangjun thought they could be painted in two or three strokes? Under the canvas Another rather tricky endgame..."

The implication was that Shen Tang regarded him too highly.

Where does he have time to stay up all night to catch up on the painting, and still not forget to spare a lot of time to crack the endgame hidden on the painting paper?

Shen Tang touched her nose embarrassingly, and turned her eyes away with a guilty conscience—it can’t be blamed on her being suspicious, it can only be blamed on Qi Shan’s too many “criminals”, which caused her to have some “psychological shadows”—she bluntly changed the topic: "Yuanliang, I'm going to take the painting to the bookstore now?"

"Go, let's go." Qi Shan waved at her, out of sight is clear, when Shen Tang turned around, he stopped the person again, and warned, "You go to the painting, be careful on the way back. I don't know who is behind the scenes and the four What is the relationship between the county governor of Baojun, you need to be cautious."

No relationship is the best, if there is a relationship, you have to be careful.

The water in Xiaocheng is deep, and if you accidentally step on it, you may drown.

"I know, I know."

Shen Tang was like being granted amnesty, stepping on the wind like she was walking away without a shadow in the blink of an eye. Praying for goodness was no more than the effort of lowering her eyes and raising her eyes. All that was left was the corners of her robes that had disappeared.He had to smile wryly, shook his head, and turned back to the house.Instead of making up for sleep, he sat back in front of the desk.

There was a clean sheet of paper in front of the desk.

He restrained the rest of the ease, concentrated solemnly, raised his hand to condense the style, and in the blink of an eye he entered the endgame.

In the mysterious realm where yin and yang are intertwined, the battlefield underfoot is still fighting, the city is damaged by each other, and the black and white armies are in a stalemate.If you carefully observe the battle situation, it is the White Army that has the upper hand.As soon as Qi Shan appeared, the figure on the opposite side raised his head and looked at him.

With a gesture of prayer for goodness, he gently raised his hem and took his seat.

In a low voice: "No one is disturbing, you and I continue."

No one answered, some just waved the fan, and eliminated the advantage that the White Army had finally regained.

Qi Shan was neither in a hurry nor in a hurry, and calmly said a sentence, Bai Zi condensed with the sky below, and Bai Jun on the chessboard obeyed the instructions.When the black and white armies were killing each other, Shen Tang rode a motorcycle to find the Zhengguang Bookstore yesterday, and shouted from afar.

"Treasurer, I'm here for business."

She jumped off the back of the motorcycle and threw the reins.Her motorcycle raised its neck and mouth in tacit understanding, grabbed the rope precisely, 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 in one hand, squinting for a nap.

Hearing Shen Tang's cry suddenly, drowsiness flew out.

"Who, who?" The shopkeeper was taken aback, seeing the appearance of the person coming, and said in surprise, "Little lady finished her work so soon?"

Shen Tang felt a little guilty, and answered vaguely, "Mmmm..."

"I'll see how it goes."

The shopkeeper does not believe it.

How detailed can you paint in just one night?

He has some understanding of the temperament of the servant in Yuehualou, he knows that this man is picky, and that his crude paintings are unattractive.

When he slowly unfolded the painting, the person in the painting grabbed all eyes at just one glance, and he couldn't move his eyes for a while, and even his breathing slowed down unconsciously.On the drawing paper is a handsome boy with a childish appearance, hiding in the flowers alone.The painter did not focus on depicting the face of the young man, but used almost all the essence on the plump and just right red lips, which made people want to lean over and get close.

The shopkeeper suddenly woke up, his old face slightly red.

Embarrassedly, he coughed lightly: "Little lady is very good at painting!"

He has been in this line for so many years, and he has also received a lot of high-priced listings for goulan and tile houses. The painters who have taken over are not one hundred or fifty. Among them, there are many classic works that are talked about - some are reserved and reserved, some are enthusiastic and unrestrained. .Either it is extremely fragrant [yan], or it is extremely glamorous [vulgar], the painter can't wait to use all eighteen painting techniques, the flowers are full of flowers, and the charm is fascinating.

Ask yourself, the real thing that can make him lose his temper like this is that he doesn't have a single one. He didn't expect that he would come across it today.

He could hardly wait to open the second one.This painting is also of the same style. It seems to be subtle and restrained, but after careful consideration, you will find the desire to calm the surface. It seems that there is a charming but not vulgar goblin hiding in the painting.

The third is two people.

One of them is still the same boy, and the other has an unclear face, but he is burly and sturdy, whispering ambiguously against the boy's ear, almost holding the boy's full earlobe in his mouth.

The fourth picture is also of two people, but it is a man and a woman. The woman is also unclear, with a slender and well-proportioned back. The boy is smiling close to her, and the ambiguous atmosphere almost breaks the drawing paper and blows at his face.

The shopkeeper rolled his Adam's apple several times, wiping sweat secretly.

It's not easy to lose his temper in front of Shen Tang, so he can only pretend to be thirsty and drink tea, and rely on the cold tea to suppress the irritable fire.

What a hell.

Thinking that he is engaged in this industry, I haven't read the book and the secret drama picture of what the sky is like, and I thought that the water and fire were invincible, but I didn't expect to be an exception by a few portraits that were hurriedly completed overnight.The shopkeeper's forehead was dripping with sweat, and his face turned red.

After he finished appreciating all the paintings, he let out a sigh of relief and was completely convinced - this is definitely a master of secret drama!

The shopkeeper blurted out.

"Has the little lady considered creating a picture book?"

The business is absolutely booming, and the collection is sold out in minutes!

He believed that once the few paintings in his hand came out, the top cards of Goulan Washer would probably break the scalp and make an appointment, and it was not bad for money!

Shen Tang shook her head: "Just do it once."

Yuan Liang, such a young and vigorous young man, is easy to draw such paintings all day long.He doesn't look very healthy either, so save it.

The shopkeeper was a little disappointed when he heard the words, and wanted to persuade again.

Shen Tang interrupted him: "Actually, I didn't draw this. Last night, I went back and painted half of it and was found by my brother at home. He was in a hurry and helped to ghostwrite. My brother is pedantic and would not agree to do it as a career. These paintings, the shopkeeper satisfied?"

"You didn't draw it?"

Shen Tang nodded calmly: "Well, does this matter?"

The shopkeeper thought for a while: "It doesn't matter, it's fine if you can make a difference."

It's not about naming an artist to draw a picture, as long as the work is satisfactory, it doesn't matter who painted it.

It's just a pity that the collection is no longer available.

The shopkeeper put away the paintings and smiled in a good mood: "To be honest, I have read countless pictures in my life, and these are the most amazing ones. Even I am like this, and the waiter who wants to come here will be satisfied. Painting can definitely help him to raise his worth even higher!"

"When will the shopkeeper hand over the painting?"

Shopkeeper: "What's wrong?"

Shen Tang smiled shyly: "The shepherd was born well, it is memorable, I think..."

He bowed his head shyly.

The shopkeeper understood, and Nane persuaded: "Little lady, this... The people in the Goulan Washer, no matter how good they are, they can't be emotional... After all, they are all..."

He swallowed the rest of the words.

That's it for the good family.

But a waiter who ushered in...

But this little lady doesn't listen, she's very handsome!

(End of this chapter)