Chapter 41 041: This is a master (Part 1)


    "Really no?"


    Touching his conscience, Chen Tang didn''t believe it.


    Faced with Chen Xiaolangjun''s doubts, Qi Shan, who had originally had no expression on his face, smiled directly. He pointed to the paintings in Chen Tang''s hand, and was sarcastic: "Just Chen Xiaolangjun thought they could be finished in two or three strokes? The drawing of paper and cloth is a very tricky endgame..."


    The implication is that Chen Tang looked down on him too highly.


    How could he have time to stay up late to draw, and he didn''t forget to take a lot of time to crack the endgame hidden on the drawing paper?


    Chen Tang touched his nose embarrassedly, and looked away with guilt. This cannot be blamed for her suspicion. If you want to blame, you can only blame Qi Shan for too many "criminal records", which made her somewhat "psychological shadow" - she stiffly changed the topic: "Yuanliang, am I taking Hua to the bookstore to work now?"


    "Go and go." Qi Shan waved at her, without seeing her. When Chen Tang turned around, he called the person again and told him, "You go and hand in the paintings, be careful on the way back. I don''t know what the person behind the scenes has to do with the governor of Sibao County, so be cautious."


    It’s best if there is no relationship. If there is any relationship, you have to be careful.


    Xiaocheng is deep, and if you are not careful, you may drown.


    "I know, I know."


    Chen Tang was like being pardoned, stepping on the wind, and ran away in the blink of an eye. Qi Shan just lowered his eyes and raised his eyes, and only the corner of her disappearing robe was left. He had no choice but to smile bitterly, shook his head, and turned back to the room. I didn''t make up for my sleep, but sat back in front of the desk.


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


    He restrained his remaining relaxation, concentrated his mind and raised his hand to condense his literary spirit. In the blink of an eye, his mind entered the endgame.


    The mysterious realm of yin and yang intertwined, the battlefield was still fighting under the feet, the cities were damaged, and the two black and white armies were in a stalemate. If you observe the battle situation carefully, the White Army has a slight advantage at present. As soon as Qi Shan appeared, the figure on the opposite side looked at him with his head held high.


    Qi Shan calmly lifted the hem slightly and sat down.


    He said in a low voice: "No one disturbs you, I will continue."


    No one answered, but the man waved his fan and eliminated the advantages that the White Army finally got back.


    Qi Shan was neither anxious nor anxious, and calmly said a word of words. Bai Zi condensed under the sky, and the Bai army on the chessboard followed the instructions and acted. While the black and white armies were killing each other, Chen Tang rode a motorcycle to find the Zhengguang Bookstore yesterday and shouted from afar.


    "Shopkeeper, I''m here to hand in the job."


    She jumped down from the back of the motorcycle and threw out the reins. Her motorcycle tacitly raised her neck and opened her mouth, held the rope accurately, and then leaned down in the open space in front of the bookstore to rest. The shopkeeper was sitting behind the counter at this time, holding his forehead with one hand and squinted his eyes to take a nap.


    Suddenly, when I heard Chen Tang shouting, my sleepiness flew out.


    "Who, who?" The shopkeeper was startled, saw the person clearly, and said in surprise, "Is the little lady finished her job so soon?"


    Chen Tang felt a little guilty and replied vaguely: "Yeah..."


    "Let me see how it is drawn."


    The shopkeeper didn''t believe it.


    How detailed paintings can you draw in just one night?


    He knew the temper of the man in Yuehualou, and knew that this person was picky and shoddy paintings were unappreciated.


    When he slowly unfolded the painting, he was caught by the person in the painting with just a glance. He could no longer move his eyes, and even his breathing slowed down unconsciously. On the drawing paper is a handsome and childish boy, who hides alone in the flowers. The painter did not focus on portraying the boy''s face, and almost all the essence was used on the full and just right red lips, making people unable to help but want to lean over and approach.


    The shopkeeper suddenly woke up and his old face turned slightly red.


    He coughed awkwardly, "Young lady is awesome in painting!"


    He has been in this industry for so many years and has taken on many high-priced orders from brothels. There are not a hundred or fifty painters who have taken care of, among which there are many classic works that are talked about - some are implicit and restrained, and some are passionate and unrestrained. Either it is the most fragrant [精] or the most beautiful [精]. The painter wishes to use all the eighteen painting techniques, with flowers and charm.


    Ask yourself, there is nothing that can really make him lose his composure. I didn’t expect him to encounter it today.


    He could hardly wait to open the second one. This painting has the same style. It seems to be implicit and restrained, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that the desire under the calm surface is like a charming but not vulgar fairy in the painting. Every frown and smile can attract people''s souls and seven spirits. The third picture is two people.


    One of them was still the boy, and the other was unclear, but he was burly and strong, and was whispering ambiguously in his mouth, almost holding the boy''s full earlobe in his mouth.


    The fourth one is also two, but one man and one woman. The woman has a unclear face and a slender and well-proportioned back. The boy is smiling and approaching her. The ambiguous atmosphere is almost breaking through the drawing paper and is coming to his face.


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


    It was not easy to lose his composure in front of Chen Tang, so he had to pretend to be thirsty and drink tea, and pressed down on the cold tea to suppress the impatience.


    I really saw a ghost.


    I think he is engaged in this industry. He has never seen any secret scripts and pictures of the earthly fire. He thought he was already invincible, but he did not expect that he was quickly completed overnight to break the example. The sweat hangs on the shopkeeper''s forehead, and his face turns red.


    After he finished appreciating all the paintings, he exhaled a breath of turbid air and was completely convinced - this is definitely a master of secret dramas!


    The shopkeeper blurted out.


    "Have you considered a collection of paintings?"


    The business is absolutely booming, and the painting collection is sold out every minute!


    He believes that once these paintings in his hands are released, the top cards in the trellis will probably break the scalp and make an appointment, so it is not short of money!


    Chen Tang shook his head: "I only do this once."


    Yuan Liang is such a young and energetic young man, and it is easy to be vague when he draws such paintings all day long. He doesn''t look very healthy either, so he should save money.


    The shopkeeper was a little disappointed when he heard this and wanted to persuade him again.


    Chen Tang interrupted him: "Actually, this was not what I drew. I went back to draw half of the pictures last night and was discovered by my brother at home. He was so angry that he helped to write. The brother was pedantic and would not agree to make a career. Are the shopkeeper satisfied with these paintings?"


    "Didn''t you draw it?"


    Chen Tang nodded calmly: "Well, does this have any impact?"


    The shopkeeper thought for a while and said, "It''s okay, just be able to hand in the job."


    It’s not about asking for a name to find which painter to draw pictures. As long as the work is satisfactory, it doesn’t matter who paints it.


    It’s just a pity that I can’t produce the paintings anymore.


    The shopkeeper put away the paintings with great value and smiled with a good mood: "To be honest, I have read countless pictures in my life, and these pictures are the most amazing. Even I am like this. I think that the nurse will be satisfied. These paintings will definitely help him increase his value!"


    "When will the shopkeeper hand over the painting?"


    Shopkeeper: "What''s wrong?"


    Chen Tang smiled shyly: "That husband was born well and it makes people remember it. I want to..."


    He lowered his head shyly as he said.


    The shopkeeper understood and advised, "Miss, this...the people in the tile house are not emotional no matter how good they are born... After all, they are all..."


    He swallowed the rest.


    It’s fine if a good family is.


    But a husband who welcomes and sends him off...


    But this little lady doesn’t listen or not, she’s very handsome!


    (This chapter ends)