I got married today

Chapter 1055 Does that person like you?
In London in October, the autumn is crisp and clear. Tourists from all over the world come here to feed the doves of peace.

Mo Xingxing came here with a drawing board to set up a stall after class. She has been here for more than ten days in a row, and the wandering artists who set up stalls here are already familiar with her.Next to her was a middle-aged man playing the violin, with a beard covering most of his face, and he looked no different from a homeless man outside.However, Mo Xingxing knew that this man was a top student in Cambridge's music department, and had made great achievements in the field of modern classical music.

But anyone who engages in art is somewhat eccentric.This man is, he insisted on running here to set up a stall without being invited by a world-class band. In his words, instead of looking at a group of people in suits who obviously don't understand music, he pretends to understand it. , It is better to pull the music to people who really don't understand but think it sounds good.

"Wake up, you're here again today? I'm still betting with them that you won't come today. You cost me 5 euros." The bearded man greeted her warmly, complaining that she hurt her He lost money, but his eyes were full of smiles, and he looked at Mo Xingxing as if he was looking at his sister next door.

Everyone here knows that Mo Xingxing's family is rich and she is an out-and-out young lady.She ran here to set up a stall just for fun and to hone her painting skills, so they all joked in good faith, betting every day whether Mo Xingxing would come to set up a stall today.

Mo Xingxing knew that everyone was joking, there was no malice, and no anger at all.He put down his drawing board with a smile, and while setting up the booth, he smiled and said, "Who told you to bet every time that I won't come? If you bet that I will come, you won't always lose money."

The bearded man spread his hands and shook his head, "They say that you will pay 1 for 2 if you come, and 1 for 20 if you don't come. I thought you only lasted for two or three days, so I kept betting on you not coming. Now it's almost It’s been more than half a month, and I’ve lost so much. If I bet on you again, I won’t make much money back. It’s better to bet on you not coming. If you don’t come, I can get back more than half of my money at a time.”

Mo Xingxing rolled his eyes at him, "If I come every day, you will lose and go bankrupt."

"Hahaha, no way! I know that Cambridge's annual drawing exam is in November, and you have to prepare for it at most one month from now. You will come back for another half a month at most. I can't do it in the remaining half. I paid a little more every day for a month. The more I paid, the higher the compensation, and they still wanted to return the money to me in the end.”

Mo Xingxing was speechless, set up the booth by himself, picked up the paintbrush and copied it on the drawing paper with great interest.The man next to him was idle and bored. Seeing her start drawing, he couldn't help saying, "Wake up, that beautiful boy is here again."

"Who is it?" Mo Xingxing put his whole body and mind on the drawing paper, without lifting his head at all.

"It's the one I said I like you. He has come every day since you came to set up a stall. He used to come too, but usually only once a week. It seems that we wake up with great charm. Among the oriental girls, you are the one I see The overlong prettiest!"

Mo Xingxing is used to being praised for her beauty.

She grew up being chased by boys since she was a child, so of course she knew that she was beautiful.She is also good at dressing herself up, and her family conditions are good, and there are too many boys around her who like her to count.Even if you come to Cambridge to study, you often receive invitations from handsome blond and blue-eyed guys.It's just that she already has people she likes in her heart, so she has no interest in these people.

Hearing that someone said he liked her, Mo Xingxing didn't take it seriously at all. He still fiddled with his paintbrush without raising his head, and said nonchalantly, "Oh, maybe people just watch the square and feed the pigeons, you think too much."

The bearded man wanted to say something, but a girl had already sat in front of Mo Xingxing's booth, and asked with great interest.

Mo Xingxing's business came, and the man didn't want to disturb him, so he cleaned up and started playing the violin.

He is very good at playing the violin, and all the tunes are composed by himself.Such a romantic place in London, England naturally attracted many people to stop and listen.Mo Xingxing's booth was close to his, so there were naturally many people around.

The girl who asked the price just now thought the price was too high, shook her head and left.Mo Xingxing didn't rely on this for food, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and planned to draw pigeons first to practice his hands.

While she was tracing the pigeons flying in the square, suddenly a person sat down in front of her.

"Do you want to draw?" She was still very happy when someone came, and she raised her head and asked.She was stunned when she first saw it, because the young man sitting in front of her was at most seventeen or eighteen years old, and his skin was pale because of not seeing the sun all year round, but it didn't affect his picturesque appearance at all.With narrow eyebrows and thin lips, she looks like a beautiful boy who came out of a cartoon.She seldom sees an oriental person here, and when she saw that he was a boy about her age, she immediately became interested, "Hey, do you want to draw? Or take a rest here when you're tired from walking?"

The boy looked a little taciturn, stared at her for a while, and when Mo Xingxing was a little embarrassed, he said hoarsely, "Can I...can I draw?"

His voice is completely different from his appearance, rough as if he hasn't spoken for a long time.

What a weirdo.

"Of course, if you want to draw, I will help you draw."

"Then... I want to draw."

After finally getting a deal, Mo Xingxing immediately prepared the drawing paper and brushes, told him to sit on the bench not to move around, and began to draw while looking at his face.

The most difficult thing in sketching is to sketch the characters, and it is even more difficult to depict the characters.Not long after Mo Xingxing learned sketching, it was difficult for her to draw figures.But finally a good-looking model came, she certainly didn't want to miss this opportunity, she concentrated on painting for more than two hours, halfway she was dissatisfied and tore off a half-finished piece, finally finished painting, she found out that she painted I forgot about the 'guest' while drawing.I kept asking others to sit still and not to move or speak, and when I couldn't find the feeling halfway, I even blamed others in a bad tone.

She sneaked a glance at the man, a little embarrassed.It happened that the young man was also looking at her, and he noticed her eyes instantly, and he was still maintaining the posture he had been in more than two hours ago, and asked her, "Is the painting finished?"

"The drawing... the drawing is finished." Mo Xingxing felt a little embarrassed, and to cover up her embarrassment, she turned the drawing board, "Look."

"I'm sorry, I'm not very good at painting. Actually, I'm just a student in Cambridge. I came here to set up a stall to practice my painting skills. How about this? I'll make it cheaper for you."

(End of this chapter)