Chapter 2402: Life 0

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Zhang Xiaoxiao blinked, surprised, "Why does it look more realistic than in the photo?"
"Yeah, it's so expressive, why is he suddenly so powerful ..." the stall owner whispered.
The most embarrassing thing is Lao Qin. With the finishing touch just now, he felt the gap between himself and Lin Tian. But he really couldn't understand. Lin Tian was a rookie a few days ago. Why did his level suddenly increase so much?
For a moment, Lao Qin even wondered if Lin Tian had a twin brother. Today he is drawing another person. But he quickly rejected this idea, no matter from the style of painting, or from the words and deeds, these days are the same, so he will not be another twin brother.
Then there are only two possibilities. The first possibility is that Lin Tian ’s level of painting has made rapid progress in a short period of time. Second, Lin Tian has been playing pigs and eating tigers. He is already very powerful.
But is it important in either case? Having lost his face, Lao Qin sighed heavily, frowning.
Because the crowd's voice attracted more people to watch, Lin Tian didn't answer Zhang Xiaoxiao's question and ignored the crowd. Instead, he put down his pen and paper and squeezed out the crowd. Although some people were inexplicable, they still gave him subconsciously.
Lin Tian ran in the direction of the erhu, but there was no one holding the erhu in a large square. That rhythm seems to have never appeared before.
But Lin Tian was very sure. He heard the erhu sound just now. It was that erhu sound that inspired his inspiration. Suddenly it seemed to open up the second pulse of Ren Du.
I glanced around the square, even opened the super perspective, and searched the adjacent streets. There were some selling musical instruments, but there was no erhu.
"Master, will it be the old gentleman whom Miss Er said?" Jian Ling was also very strange.
"I don't know. Qingtan Town has a long history. Maybe, in addition to inheriting such magical power as Zhangfu, there are still things we don't know." Lin Tian slightly sighed.
Lin Tian could not find anyone, and Lin Tian had to return to the booth, but was shocked by the situation there. At this time, his booth was surrounded by people, men, women and children alike.
Zhang Xiaoxiao was inside, guarding her painting, carefully, lest the excited crowd damage her painting.
"Little girl, show us the picture ..."
"Yeah, we want to open our eyes too ..."
"I ..." Zhang Xiaoxiao looked embarrassed.
Lin Tian was a little funny, and he coughed intentionally: "Cough, guys, please let me know."
Seeing Lin Tian's return, the crowd shouted and consciously gave him a passage, all eyes focused on him.
"Lin Tian, ​​they have to see the painting ..." Zhang Xiaoxiao saw Lin Tian as if she had seen a savior, and quickly approached Lin Tian.
"Show them, if it breaks, I will draw another one for you." Lin Tian said generously.
Zhang Xiaoxiao nodded cleverly, and then unfolded the painting and put it on a bamboo basket for everyone to admire. The crowd continued to sing praise.
"Mr. Lin, please draw a picture for me." Suddenly he shouted. This remark reminded everyone that other audiences had agreed and asked Lin Tian to draw one.
More than a hundred people were talking at the same time, buzzing, and kept drilling into their ears. Lin Tian couldn't laugh or cry. These people were ordinary people.
Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder. Lin Tian didn't like unknown people approaching, shot like lightning, and pinched each other's wrist.
"Ah, it hurts ... Mr. Lin, let go ... it's me ..." Lao Qin shouted in pain, his forehead sweating.
Lin Tian let go and said indifferently, "I don't like others to pat my shoulder. What's wrong with you?"
For this stall owner, Lin Tian's impression is very bad. Although he promised Zhang Ruyan not to use force, it does not mean that he can talk to him with good temper.
Lao Qin shook his hand, and then said, "Young people are so angry, they start with so much weight, don't you know respect for the old and love the young?"
Lin Tian smiled sneer, and said blankly: "I will be in your forties when you look at you, don't pretend to be an old man, rely on the old and sell the old, and I will take no more shots than yours. It hurts when it hurts. Dong Han, do you have a face saying respect for the old and the young? "
"Hey, you young man say something, okay, I don't talk nonsense with you, on behalf of other artists, I will set the rules with you." Lao Qin was blown out of his face, and his temper came up, without feeling the cynicism before. What's wrong.
"What rules?" Lin Tian said indifferently.
"You draw pictures for free, all of them are pulling away customers. This is not compliant. You have two choices. First, you are charged the same as us, and second, leave here." Lao Qin said very aggressively.
Lin Tian frowned. He didn't plan to paint for a long time. He might leave in a few days. If they talk well, everyone can get along in harmony.
But you have to play tricks, Lin Tian is not so good-tempered. This kind of behavior of Lao Qin is bullying and bullying, relying on old qualifications to exclude others.
Zhang Xiaoxiao saw that Lin Tian's face was a bit cold, afraid he would conflict with others, so he pulled La Lintian's clothes lightly: "Lin Tian, ​​they are all locals. You want to stand still here, don't conflict with them."
Lin Tian patted her hand, chuckling: "How much is a picture?"
"Fifty, you ... you are at least a hundred." Lao Qin said temporarily, asking Lin Tian to charge a hundred.
hundred? Lin Tian laughed, thinking that I don't use force, so I let you know what despair is.
Lin Tian tore off the advertisement for free portraits and re-written one: portrait, one hundred each.
"I'll make two hundred, first help me draw ..." Lin Tiangang wrote it out, and someone immediately shouted.
"I'll make three hundred and help me draw ..."
The price of one hundred ~ EbookFREE.me ~ not only did not extinguish the enthusiasm of tourists, on the contrary, tourists were more active than before, and even started to bid.
Lao Qin and the ridicules of Lin Tian's stallholders were completely dumbfounded, and finally realized what a gap is and what a dimension reduction strike is like, a full-size queen came to Novice Village.
When they returned to God and wanted to say something, the tourists had squeezed them out, and some people hadn't been used to them being crooked.
"Everyone, I will draw until eleven o'clock this morning, you line up, and, I said the price is one hundred is one hundred, not more than that." Lin Tianlang said.
There was another admiration in the crowd, and the higher the reputation of Lin Tian, ​​the more embarrassed the faces of the old Qin. Zhang Xiaoxiao smiled at Lin Tian, ​​with worship in her eyes.
Lin Tian re-opened his posture, and once again painted, painted people, painted skin, painted heart, all aspects of life are on his face and in his eyes. Every time he paints a person, his heart becomes clearer.
Zhang Ruyan's life is as complicated as a map. Can I paint it completely?
(End of this chapter)