The whole network is knocking on the cp of me and the crazy big guys

Chapter 17: The White Peach Who Doesn't Know Spring

Although the characters are not detailed, they are very characteristic. You can tell who the painting is at a glance.

[I am giao, I majored in oil painting at Beijing University, the degree of completion at this time is really amazing]

[This definitely has a sketching background, just looking at the level of oil painting, sketching is definitely not bad]

[Didn't she say that she is a vase and knows nothing, ah, compared to me, I look like that salted fish orz]

She stood by the stone table with her head down and drew, while Lu Zheng leaned on the tree trunk next to her and watched her.

The eyes of the young lady next to her became brighter and brighter. After Chi Jiao finished drawing, she suppressed her excitement and asked, "Can I take it away?"

"of course can."

The young lady pursed her lips, feeling a little embarrassed, "Let me pay some money, I have been painting for so long."

Chi Jiao waved his hand, "No, no, thank you for being willing to be a model,"

In the end, the young lady insisted on transferring 1000 yuan.

Chi Jiao proudly held the phone and showed off to Lu Zheng, "Look, the first pot of gold."

Lu Zheng responded with a smile on his face.

"Draw a few more, and then we can rent a house." She shook the paintbrush in her hand.

"Okay." Lu Zheng responded.

Seeing that she had finished painting, the crowd of onlookers dispersed. When they heard her say that she still had to paint, the crowd suddenly became noisy.

Chi Jiao pointed to the paint and pen in front of him, "The materials are not enough, maybe I can draw two more."

An uncle holding a child next to him shouted, "Girl! How much is it?"

Chi Jiao hesitated for a while, and finally decided to set the price according to the money given by the young lady just now, "One thousand pieces."

The uncle pointed to the child in his arms and asked, "I pay three thousand, can you draw three people?"

The child in his arms looked about three or four years old, with a little chirp tied on the top of his head, and he reached out to Chi Jiao to hug him.

Chi Jiao wiped the paint on his hands on a rag and asked, "Can I hug her?"

"Hold it," the uncle said with a smile, "Our baby is not afraid of birth. Baby, come and say hello to my sister."

Lu Zheng stood under the tree, silently watching the interaction between Chi Jiao and the baby.

Anxiously, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, searched all the pockets on his body but couldn't find a lighter, so he could only hold the cigarette in his mouth.

[I'm a little fanboy...don't tell me about her previous stories, who knows if the entertainment circle is true or not, I just got married this year to my boyfriend I've been talking to since high school, and I have a baby , I really have no resistance to this kind of person who likes babies]

[Agree upstairs, the way she looks at the baby is really not fake]

[I really don't understand... Does the network have no memory at all, just because she hugged someone else's child, everything before that was written off? ?I don’t understand it all in capital letters]

The uncle scratched his head, took out his phone and turned it on. The wallpaper on it was a photo of a family of three, "My child and my wife."

Probably because he was afraid that she would disagree, the uncle added, "If it doesn't work, just draw my wife!"

Anyway, drawing one person is also a painting, and three are also paintings, so Chi Jiao agreed without much hesitation.

She took a few glances at the photos of the uncle's family of three, picked up the brush and began to shape, then color and refine.

After drawing the uncle, I drew a little brother playing the guitar.

Although it was winter, the sun was still quite hot at noon. She added the last touch, sticking out her tongue and licking her chapped lips due to lack of water.

"Here." A cup of milk tea was handed over to him.

"White peaches with five cents of sugar don't know spring."

　Because I like to drink the white peach with five-cent candy at the school gate the most. I don’t know the spring hahahaha
　　
　
(End of this chapter)