Department of Painting Shenhao

Chapter 18 The Unlucky Gu Qingxia
After the two cuties left, Lin Xian found a shady place, took out his drawing board and continued drawing.

It is said that if you draw 50 legs, you must draw 50 legs, and it will not work if there is one more or one less.

The last one was reserved for a woman with mesh varicose veins.

A very challenging painting, to draw the mesh thighs, but also to show the bumpy feeling of the varicose veins.

Fortunately, Lin Xianyue has countless legs and finally completed today's homework.

For dinner, Lin Xian ate casserole skewers outside. After the meal, he went to a shop where he often buys paints to replenish some paints and brushes, which cost more than 1000 yuan.

Mainly the paint is really expensive.

Of course, it also depends on the use. Use good paint for the entries, and draw pictures for customers, depending on the needs of customers.

Painting is a money-burning industry. Some paints are more expensive than luxury goods, and there are tens of thousands of 10,000+.

As far as Lin Xian's income from today's recognition value is 289391 yuan, nearly 30 yuan, it is no problem to configure a computer with super performance, but it is really not enough to configure super powerful paint.

Playing painting is similar to playing photography. Maybe you will be unknown for a lifetime, but you will be poor for a lifetime.

Therefore, with this system, Lin Xian feels at ease, and can go forward bravely to the painting world.

It doesn't matter whether you are famous or not, the important thing is to enjoy the whole painting process.

drop by drop...

[Lin Xian, my mother has been very busy these two days, she said that we can talk about the wall painting in two days. 】

Nursery rhyme rubbed her sore butt, limped towards the bedroom, and complained in her heart, "What the hell, I'm due in a week, and I'm still spanking. When I get there, who dares to spank my ass again?" ,snort."

As adults, there will still be people who spank their buttocks.

【Okay, let's talk about this after Auntie finishes her work, don't worry. 】

Lin Xian replied the message on the bus.

【Well, what are you doing? 】

[On the way home. 】

【be careful. 】

【Well, I will remind the bus driver to drive slowly. 】

[(covers mouth and laughs) Alright, wait for my news, bye. 】

Chat is over.

The bus stops at the stop sign, and Lin Xian sees the advertisement [A trip that just goes away].

right!I've been bored in Qin City all this time, now I don't have to paint to make ends meet, but to enjoy life, so it's time to travel.

In the past, when Lin Xian's parents were around, he would travel during winter and summer vacations. Like other students, he would go outside to see art exhibitions and go to some places related to painting to edify.

To train a painter is to throw money into it.

In the past two years since his parents were gone, Lin Xian really didn't go out for travel, even the painting classes stopped. The reason is very simple, he needs to eat, and those classes are too expensive for him to afford.

Fortunately, he is very talented, and he paints for people every day. His painting skills are constantly improving, and he has not reached the peak. He is considered to be the best among his classmates.

The progress in the later stage depends on the system assessment. If the assessment is passed, all painting skills will be improved.

Lin Xian thought that Qiaoqiao's electronic invitation letter would be a few days later, so why don't you go to Shanghai for a trip in advance, and take a trip as soon as you say it?

One person's decision is the whole family's decision.

If you have money in your bag, you can spend it however you want.

Without further ado, Lin Xian booked a flight ticket and accommodation to Shanghai tomorrow afternoon.

According to the Shenhao novels that Lin Xian read, the main character goes to a five-star hotel in an international metropolis. The private butler picks up the airport in a Rolls Royce and offers a sentence: "Noble Your so-and-so guest, I am your personal butler..."

But Lin Xian didn't book a five-star hotel because it was expensive and boring.

So Lin Xian booked an old villa mansion homestay in the period of the Republic of China through the Internet. The decoration is luxurious and belongs to the style of the period of the Republic of China. There are many oil paintings in it. It is very classical and artistic, and... the introduction says this mansion The previous owner was Du Yuesheng.

I don't know if Lin Xian is real or not, but it's great to look at the photos anyway.

Price: 4.86 per night.

That's it.

Prepaid booking was made online.

The tenet of the system: enjoy art, enjoy life.

Art has improved Lin Xian's standard of living, and Lin Xian deserves to enjoy it to the fullest.

……

Sunshine District of Paris.

As soon as he got home, Lin Xian went to take a shower. Just halfway through the shower, the mobile phone in the living room rang, and Lin Xian walked out with a flick of his hand. Being able to close the door and take a bath alone is already the greatest benefit to life. Respected.

It's an unfamiliar phone call.

"Hello."

"Where are you?" The familiar Yu Jie's voice came from the day of the call.

"Sister Qingxia? I'm at home. Is there a problem with the paintings on the wall?"

"It's not about painting, it's because I'm going to fly back to school today. When I took the bus to the city, I dozed off on the bus. When I woke up, my bag was stolen. My ID card was in it. ...It's unlucky, now I'm dealing with the reissue at the XXX street police station, you come here."

"You snooze bag was stolen by a thief, how soundly did you sleep?"

"It's all your fault." Gu Qingxia's tone was full of complaints, she didn't make a deal last night, and she suffered from insomnia, otherwise, how could she sleep so hard on the bus without knowing that her bag was stolen.

"Blame me?"

"Oh, anyway, you ride a battery car to the police station now, and do my sister a little favor."

"Why do you remember my phone number?"

"Remember even when it turns into ashes."

"...Okay, I'll be right there."

Gu Qingxia really remembered Lin Xian's phone number, as well as her parents' phone number, but her parents took her grandma on a trip, so she didn't tell them about this sad thing, lest they worry about her during their pleasant journey.

Murakami's relatives also thought about it, but it was night, so they didn't bother them, so as not to rush over, Gu Qingxia was too thoughtful, so he didn't want to disturb him, and he didn't want to disturb him anywhere, so he bothered Lin Xian. Contact Lin Xianlai Police Station to help her a little.

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, the police station.

"Thank you Uncle Policeman, um, I will ask my younger brother to pick up the documents and mail them to my school, thank you."

After thanking Gu Qingxia, he dragged Lin Xian out of the case handling hall.

Miss Hanfu looked at the night sky dejectedly, took a long breath, and said, "These days have been really unlucky."

"What other unlucky thing?" Lin Xian asked, and was greeted with a meaningful look from Gu Qingxia, who immediately understood that another unlucky thing was sleepwalking and sleeping together.

Lin Xian hurriedly changed the topic, and said, "Miss Qingxia, did you call me here to help you get your documents?"

"Of course not..." Gu Qingxia felt weak, after a long time, she was already exhausted, pointing to the battery car and asked: "Does the battery car have electricity, can I ride back to the village?"

"You want to go back?" Lin Xian asked in surprise.

"Of course!" Gu Qingxia nodded as it should.

"Heh..." Lin Xian taught her in her own words, "Didn't you see it was raining? Didn't you see it was night? Cycling at night is not safe, so aren't you afraid of danger?"

"???"

Gu Qingxia stared at him blankly, thinking that this stinky brother learned very quickly, but he had to go back, because according to this script, it was the plot of staying overnight that night.

"That's how it is, you lend me 100 yuan, and I'll take a taxi back to the village."

"It's so far away from Sunshine Village, 13 kilometers away. You have said that you have been unlucky recently. Now it's night again. You, a girl, took a taxi back and passed that deserted road. It's very unsafe."

Gu Qingxia folded her hands on her chest, tilted her head, and without blinking, she just looked at Lin Xian and said, "Brother, do you want to take sister back to your house for the night?"

(End of this chapter)