Zombie Bodyguard

The reason why I write stubbornly is because these four words are: free portraits.

For him who has no skill in drawing with a brush, this is indeed a embarrassing thing. It is better to use a sword to chop vegetables and cut vegetables at the enemy.

I put the bamboo basket aside and put the words on it. The signboard was typed out. Although the brush drawing is not good, the writing word can still be seen. Long Fei Feng Wu, unrestrained and unrestrained, quite imposing.

However, as soon as the advertisement for the free image was posted, it did not attract tourists, but it attracted "travelers." Those who set up portraits noticed the advertisement he advertised, and several people gathered around.

"Little brother, what do you mean by this free portrait?" A middle-aged man asked.

Zhe Lintian is unknown, so strangely: "Free is free, no money."

"No money?" The middle-aged man frowned, his tone was not very good: "You do n’t want money, you robbed the customers, let us make any money, you are breaking the money."

"Yes, little brother, you are face to face, newcomer. Since the newcomer, you must abide by the rules here." Another middle-aged man agreed.

Everyone else speaks for you, I say, against Lin Tian's "free portrait".

In this way, Lin Tian's booth became lively, and the tourists were unknown. Therefore, they also crowded in to see the lively. When they saw free pictures, their enthusiasm rose, and the tourists would not care about you or not.

"Brother, give me one." A middle-aged uncle shouted.

"Come one for me." A young man joined the ranks.

As more people gathered, those opposing voices were completely suppressed, and even they were pushed aside.

Alas, Lin Tian couldn't get up, but he couldn't help crying, because his brush painting was not even half a bucket of water.

The middle-aged uncle 觉得 thinks very much. He took a small bench and sat in front of Lin Tian: "Little brother, we can start."

"Hey, master, you know Zhang Ruyan is terrific. She obviously can let you practice on the mountain, but she just called to paint here, and it's ugly this time." Jian Ling seemed glad to see Lin Tian in trouble.

But Lin Tian didn't care about this guy, he took out the ink and paper, spread the rice paper, and started to grind the ink, but his posture was quite so. He randomly chose a writing brush, looked at the middle-aged person, and began to paint.

Although painting for the first time, Lin Tian's painting was not slow. At the beginning, tourists were still surprised by his posture, but as the painting was completed, the tourists suddenly calmed down.

Not because the painting is good, but because the painting is unsatisfactory, similar to a beginner, in fact, where do they know, Lin Tian is not even a beginner.

"This level can also come out to paint ..." The other painting stall owners were happy, and in turn mocked Lin Tian.

"It seems that we are still more attentive. Can anyone learn brush painting?" The stall owners put down one hundred and twenty hearts, and they are not afraid that Lin Tian will grab business.

The middle-aged uncle was also very surprised. After seeing Lin Tian's paintings, he froze for a long time: "brother, are you sure that this is me?"

"Uh, the first painting may be a little different." Lin Tian said honestly, he was not afraid of the scene in front of him, although it looked awkward.

"Haha, are you almost here? Even the mother doesn't recognize the painting." The middle-aged stall owner who took the lead just laughed.

"Forget it, Lao Qin, don't waste time with him, we draw ours." The stall owners dispersed.

Lin Lintian put away the "paintings" and said to middle-aged tourists: "Okay, okay, little brother, I know you're good at learning, but still forget it ..."

The middle-aged tourist shook his head and left. Although he was quite polite, the disappointment was obvious. Soon, the other tourists also left. The original lively scene was calmed down, and there were a few more laughing eyes behind him.

"Hey, die before you succeed, it's sad, sigh ..." The sword's inspiration sounded more like gloat.

"Believe it or not, I threw you on the street. I believe that some people from the Zhang family will come down and collect you soon. Those Zhang family members are holding their breath recently and don't mind activities and bones." Lin Tian said this. A word from the guy.

Wu Jianling knows the power of the Zhang family. Besides, it is still the base camp of other people. He is not afraid of being fake. It immediately stopped talking.

However, the words did not last long, and said again: "Master, what should you do, no one will paint for you, how to complete the task arranged by Zhang Ruyan? Most importantly, how to improve the technical level of the formation method?"

"If others don't paint, wouldn't I draw passers-by myself?" Lin Tian disagreed. Since no one believed his technique, he had to draw people on the roadside temporarily.

没有 He didn't care about the eyes of the stallholders around him, took out the rice paper again, and drew it by himself. From noon to afternoon, and then the sun went down, he did not give up.

There were also unknown tourists in the middle of the encounter, but when he saw his painting, he said nothing and left his head. Later, it was not known whether the "reputation" had spread, and no one was patronizing.

When night fell, Lin Tian put away his booth. The result of the day was to paint a passerby for a day. The bamboo basket was full of his paintings.

"Go back and do your homework ..." Jian Ling cheered, saying that it was the most aggrieved day since Lin Tian has been so long, and it all sympathized with Lin Tian ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Lin Tian did not immediately Go back, but went to a store, bought a headset with built-in memory, and by the way download some songs in the store.

After doing this, Lin Tiancai marched to the mountain forest and "returned with a load."

In the courtyard, Zhang Ruyan was watering the flowers and trees, and when he saw Lin Tian coming back, he smiled immediately: "Looking at your expression, I know what the situation is today."

Qi Lintian didn't explain it, and gave her all the paintings directly.

Zhang Ruyan opened it one by one, and the more he watched, the more he laughed, and finally laughed: "You're really good, you can stick to it, and you won't suffer from dreadful eyes for a day."

"Nothing, I'm thick-skinned anyway." Lin Tian said indifferently.

"Well, continue tomorrow." Zhang Ruyan was very simple.

Bian Lintian took out the headphones and put them in front of Zhang Ruyan: "This is a headset, with its own songs, nothing to do, you can listen to the songs, this is the song I chose according to your preferences."

"My preference? What do you know, and you don't know, I never listen to songs, let alone this kind of electronic product." Zhang Ruyan was aloof, apparently indifferent to Lin Tian's "gift".

Qi Lintian did not refute, leaving the headset behind and leaving alone.

"Self-righteous guy!" Zhang Ruyan looked at Lin Tian, ​​who was far away, gritted his teeth.

She turned to look at the headphones on the stone table, hesitated a few seconds later, picked up the headphones, and continued to water the flowers. .

"Master, do you say she will accept your gift?" Jian Ling asked curiously: "If she accepts, maybe she will be happy, and it will lessen your trouble."

"It doesn't matter if you don't add anything, as long as she accepts, it's a good start." Lin Tiandan said indifferently.