Chapter 3 Street Artists(1/2)
In the center of Baihua City, in the largest square, Bai Muye sat in a corner with a painting board, staring blankly.
I'm still a child!
Isn’t the child’s task just to study hard and spend the rest of his time on all kinds of waste?
Aren’t other matters the parents’ responsibility?
Why do you treat your children so cruelly?
He has rarely even been out of the door in recent years, and the old man is responsible for everything. Where does the money come from?
Because he didn't have a penny in his account, he couldn't even overdraw his credit points.
The old man suddenly made this happen and caught him off guard.
Not to mention thinking about his own life experience, I don’t even have time to read the talisman master’s book left to him by the old man.
I don't have the energy to be sad about the sudden departure of the old man.
Did he deliberately use this method to temper me? At the same time, it made me less sad about his departure?
Pooh!
It's so sad!
It's a rhythm of killing people!
Fortunately, I still have some skills, otherwise, not only can I not afford the rent, but I may not even be able to fill my stomach.
Draw the talisman first!
Mental power is the foundation of the talisman master, and his painting skills are the same!
A powerful painter may not be a talisman master, but a powerful talisman master is definitely a stunning painter.
I remember the old man told him that his painting skills have already come to the hall, and they are comparable to some well-known painters.
With time tight and no other means of making a living, he could only think of coming to Baihua City to sell paintings.
But the question is, how much should a painting cost?
Can you earn enough rent for the next month before school starts?
He has no idea at all.
Moreover, ideals are always full, but reality is very skinny, even more skinny than those girls who are so thin that they want to cry when they see them.
A girl who is so thin that she is actually rare except herself.
Bai Muye, who sells paintings on the street, also ignored him.
It was already the morning and no one visited his business.
If this continues, let alone paying the rent, he may be about to drink the northwest wind.
The key is that he doesn't look like an artist at all.
He wore a baseball cap with a low brim on his head and a big mask on his face.
If this outfit appears in a remote place, the more timid people will have to hide when they see it.
But he is a kind person!
The color cannot be sold at such a cheap price!
No one was visiting the business, Bai Muye was just thinking about the things the old man said.
Thinking of that island.
I checked the Internet for half a night last night, but I didn't even find it.
In the end, I had no choice but to ask Dapiaoliang to help him clean up the query records.
Don't let the fox get fucked if he doesn't beat him until he's hit.
Thinking of Lin Zijin.
The little girl who had always appeared in his dreams and had a destiny with him, didn't know where the old man sent her.
He didn't even know if she was flying fairy star.
Feixianxing is located in the border area and is often attacked by the garbage crawling out of the dimensional space.
If she was also flying fairy star, would it be in danger?
When will your memory be unsealed?
Bai Muye is more concerned about this matter.
He was not in a hurry to untie the seal of his mental power. After all, he had not learned how to hide the powerful mental fluctuation, and it would be of no benefit to untie it.
"Hello."
Just as Bai Muye was thinking about it, a slightly cold but very pleasant sound suddenly came from front of him.
A pair of transparent crystal sandals appeared in front of Bai Muye.
The little feet are delicate, white and greasy, and the bright red nails are shiny, which looks very beautiful.
Bai Muye raised his head and his eyes lit up.
A girl wearing a beige waist-hugging skirt appeared in front of his drawing board.
A breath of youthful vitality hits my face!
The girl is about 1.68 meters tall, with long hair shawls, soft and shiny, wearing a fashionable dome straw hat on her head and a pair of large sunglasses on her face.
The exposed face has a perfect face shape and a shaping skin.
Although there are many beautiful girls in Baihua City, this girl who looks like she is not old last year still gives Bai Muye a stunning feeling.
"Hello, do you want to draw a portrait?"
Bai Muye was delighted, then lowered his voice and tried to make himself look more mature.
Although he rarely goes out, he knows very well that a young man of his age will naturally distrust him from drawing for others.
Unless he is willing to take off his mask and hat.
But if that is the case, I guess I don’t think about painting anymore, and I will be surrounded and lost in a short period of time.
The moment he raised his head, the bright and clear eyes made Qin Ranran slightly stunned.
What a beautiful pair of eyes!
She thought this guy who was fully armed and exaggerated than herself was shameful.
I didn't expect his eyes to be so beautiful!
Although his face was covered by a mask, Qin Ranran, like Bai Muye, also felt astonished.
"Yes, portrait, but I want to see your ability first." Qin Ranran returned to his calmness and looked down at Bai Muye and said.
"What do you think of this...?"
Bai Muye looked at the girl in front of him in confusion, feeling that the face under the sunglasses seemed a little familiar, but because he couldn't see his eyes, he couldn't determine where he had seen it.
"Don't you have any ready-made works?" Qin Ranran asked strangely, feeling a little disappointed.
There are many street painters in the square who paint people, but they are not as good as she wants.
She doesn't like the things she draws.
No soul!
Before coming to Bai Muye, she had already denied several people in a row.
If she hadn't had a fairy spirit and a strong aura, she might have even been regarded as a troublemaker.
She finally sneaked out to get some breath and wanted to draw a portrait of herself, but she didn't want to give in.
Bai Muye said lightly: "No need. I can draw it for you now. If it is not good, don't have any money."
"Oh? So confident?" Qin Ranran looked at Bai Muye with some amusement: "Then you draw it. If it is not good, I really won't give you money!"
"Look at you!"
Bai Muye was a little excited. This was his first business in his life!
For Bai Muye, the painting skills have already been perfect.
He picked up the brush and hardly looked at the girl sitting in front of him, so he started drawing quickly.
He did not ask Qin Ranran to take off his sunglasses, and Qin Ranran seemed to have forgotten to take them off.
In fact, at this moment, Qin Ranran's big and lively eyes behind her sunglasses were still a little doubtful.
This guy who looks about the same age as him, even seems to be younger than him, but pretends to be mature really knows how to draw?
However, it is rare to find that a street painter who is not like an artist and arms himself so strictly. Qin Ranran finds it interesting.
It took only one easy to sneak out, just as if it was relaxed.
After a moment.
To be continued...