Chapter 114: painting

Chapter 114 Painting
Meng Lan was pitifully ordered by Xue Mu to prepare for the piano, and she didn't have to go shopping together. Even Zhuo Qingqing and the guards were gone. Xue Qingqiu swaggered to take Xue Mu to the street. Who would dare to look for trouble?
The sisters expressed their indignation towards the suzerain’s behavior of occupying men, but there was no way...
There was still some light rain in the morning, such as soft hair floating on the face, refreshing and comfortable. Pedestrians rarely bring umbrellas, nor did Xue Mu.
Xue Qingqiu didn't take it even more, letting the drizzle rain and drifting away, the drizzle could not fall into her skin, and it turned into smog around her, quite mysterious and dusty, like a misty Jiangnan Beauty picture scroll. It was just the previous verbal performance that destroyed this smell of dust and immortality, Xue Mucha followed with his hand, and squinted at her to pretend to be high-profile.
I remembered the first time I accompanied her to see Xiahoudi, the sense of emptiness and the faint awe that was caused by it, and now I really fed the dog.
But again, isn't it because of him? Thinking of this, Xue Mu's heart became softer, and couldn't help reaching out and holding her delicate hand.
Xue Qingqiu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled so that he curled his eyes, did not break free, and let him hold it.
There is a very interesting phenomenon. If Xue Qingqiu is veiled and walks indifferently, it is illusory, many people can guess who this is from such a body and temperament through various legends even if they have not seen her. But if she doesn't cover her face, especially when she smiles with curvy brows and a slightly sweet smile, no one dares to recognize her temperament. Who is this beautiful sister next door?
At this moment, countless passers-by turned to look at this pair of men and women, handsome men and beautiful women, holding hands and feeding dog food, the rate of turning around is really high. Especially Xue Qingqiu really surprised a lot of people. Everywhere people were whispering: "Who is this woman?"
"True national beauty, isn't it a fairy Linfan?"
"In my opinion, fairies are not so pretty."
"Yes, I heard that Six Doors has published a new issue of "Jiangshan Chroma". I think this woman should be on the list."
"Maybe there will be her in this issue? When it is released to Lingzhou, you must buy a copy and see first. If it is not better than this woman, I will be the first to refuse!"
"Who is that man? Why is it holding her hand?"
"It's true that the world is going downhill. The woman dressed up is not out of the pavilion, she actually took the man's hand in the street..."
"Could it be that business?"
"Don't talk nonsense, how does this temperament look different. Maybe it's a relative?"
Temperament is the key point. In Lingzhou City where the atmosphere is not so good, if it weren't for these two temperaments, it might be obvious that there would have been troubles that would not open up.
Xue Qingqiu whispered: "Xue Mu, I'm a little uncomfortable. When you look at the whispers like this, I can hear everyone talking, and there are some obscene words that make me want to kill."
"Ah? Haha..." Xue Mu was a little embarrassed: "It seems that I have lost care, so let's not hold it..."
He wanted to let go, but found that he couldn't let go. On the contrary, Xue Qingqiu tightened his grip, not letting him let go: "Although I'm not used to it, I like to hold it like this. Who doesn't bother with your eyes open, I will let him have no bones!"
Xue Mu shook his head and smiled, not knowing what to say.
At this moment, an interruption really came from the side of the road: "This son! This girl! Please stay!"
Xue Qingqiu's smile sank, turning his head with sullen brows and staring at him. The sweet and gentle temperament turned into awe-inspiring awe-inspiring, murderous intent, and the whole street was shaken to silence. , I can hardly imagine that this is the same person just now.
There were a few eye-catching, aware of the faint meaning of the hole, suddenly a name flashed in their hearts, and their discoloration changed in amazement, and it was too late to run.
The roadside is just a painting stall. The stall owner is an ordinary man. He is also sweating from the murderous invader, and big beads of sweat flow involuntarily.
Xue Mu squeezed Xue Qingqiu's hand, and said in a low voice, "It's just a painting booth, it's not like a troublemaker, don't frighten others."
Xue Qingqiu curled his lips and asked: "What is it calling us?"
The murderous spirit was reduced, the stall owner wiped his sweat, and Ai Ai said, "Xiaosheng Lin Fan, I have been running a painting stall for many years, and he is definitely not a bad guy..."
Xue Qingqiu said impatiently: "Just tell me what happened!"
"I see that the girl is so beautiful in the world, I want to draw a portrait for the girl... No charge, no charge!"
"No interest..." Xue Qingqiu said halfway through her refusal, and Xue Mu pulled another hand: "It's okay to draw a picture for me to collect."
Xue Qingqiu was helpless: "Really, there is something to paint, see you every day."
Xue Mu smiled and said: "Because you are really beautiful, as long as you have a love for beauty, you will want to commemorate it. When you look back, you can smile with your heart. Besides, shopping, what a picture? Try everything interesting."
Xue Qingqiu was a little moved when he thought about it, and let Xue Mu take her to sit in front of the painting booth. Xue Mu glanced at the picture scroll on the stall and found that the level was indeed very good. It had good form and spirit. It was comparable to those of the six doors. He couldn't help but smile: "If you draw the level you show, it will be heavy. There is a reward. But don’t keep it, we have to take it away."
Lin Fan was overjoyed: "No problem! Must live up to expectations!"
The painting took a long time. Fortunately, Xue Qingqiu himself belongs to a person who meditates without knowing the sun and the moon. His pure heart is unparalleled and he can sit still. Xue Mu hadn't had that much patience, but watching the outline of Lin Fan's writing gradually took shape, he slowly looked like Xue Qingqiu. This process was quite interesting, but he didn't feel impatient.
This is a colorful painting. Lin Fan used a lot of different pens and different dyes, and even the slight redness of Xue Qingqiu's cheeks was vivid. What makes Xue Mu most interesting is that the result of this painting is not the indifferent and cold image of Xue Qingqiu sitting aside now, but still the smiley, gentle and sweet, and even slightly shy feelings.
Xue Qingqiu himself looked very surprised: "This...Is this me?"
Countless hours of dressing and dressing in the mirror early in the morning, I have never seen myself like this...
Lin Fan was very sure: "This is what the girl looked like just now!"
Xue Qingqiu blinked and looked at Xue Mu with some help. Xue Mu looked at her, looked at the painting again, and grinned: "That's right, it's perfect. Thanks, boss."
He said that he threw down a piece of broken silver, put away the scroll in a good mood, and pulled Xue Qingqiu away.
Lin Fan slapped his lips with distress over there. Although this piece of silver is considered a huge sum of money, this...how does it feel like the heirloom has been taken away?
"Don't let me keep it, I can secretly draw a picture and keep it in the cabinet..." Lin Fan thought about it for a while, but finally couldn't help it, unfolding the pen and paper, and relied on the beautiful memory that was impressed just now. , Repainted.
After another hour, after finally drawing it well, Lin Fan held it up and admired with joy. Suddenly, a shadow shrouded in front of his eyes. Lin Fan was so frightened that he saw a fat man like a meat mountain standing in front of him, his small eyes staring. Rolling circle: "Hey, the painter, Ben Catcher asks you, who is the person in this painting?"
"It turned out to be an arresting head." Lin Fan answered cautiously, "Well, the villain doesn't know... I just went shopping with a young man... the villain has been setting up a stall here for many years, and I haven't seen it before. I haven't seen it...maybe not from Lingzhou?"
An Sifang took the picture scroll, touched his chin and looked at it for a long time. He didn't know such a stunning beauty in his memory. Such a beauty can't be forgotten even after a glance!
It wasn't that he had acted maliciously. This Lingzhou city was mixed with fish and dragons, hiding a lot of evildoers, and being a six-door head-catcher was not arbitrary, but more cautious. It's just that this painting allowed him to complete a task, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, he laughed and said: "The general arrest of Xiahou asked all localities to slowly choose the candidate for the next issue. Isn't this a natural choice? As for who she is , I don’t know, someone at the headquarters will know about it. It’s okay to deal with it!"
"Ann...an head..."
"Oh, this painting is very good. I bought the head catcher. If it is selected by President Xiahou, it will benefit you!" An Sifang dropped a piece of silver and rolled away satisfied.
Lin Fan opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. Let him paint another picture this time, it is truly impossible to reproduce...
"Well, these fairies in the world are destined to not even belong to me."