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Chapter 228 A little angina pectoris (recommendation ticket plus update)

"You mean Yu Xiaowan? Teacher, I really want you to meet her. She is more than just a pair. When I first met her, she was selling paintings, that kind of live portraits."

Speaking of Yu Xiaowan, Yu Zhuolong also came alive.

He hit it off with the teacher, not because Teacher Cong also likes music, he knows that Cong Xiaoyu likes painting.

"Portrait? Have you ever seen her paint? How was it?"

Seeing the little girl's handwriting, she knew that she could draw, and Cong Xiaoyu looked forward to her paintings even more.

For some reason, when he heard the little girl painting, he had an indescribable expectation in his heart.

"I can't tell. It's good anyway. By the way, she even drew me a picture, but it's not my portrait..."

"Bring it here and let me have a look." Cong Xiaoyu couldn't wait.

It was the first time for Yu Zhuolong to see the teacher so restless, and he turned to look for the painting Yu Xiaowan gave him.

"Oh, Teacher Cong, I lost the painting."

Yu Zhuolong flipped through his schoolbag and yelled.

"Lost it? You..."

Seeing that Mr. Cong was about to slap him, Yu Zhuolong hurriedly took out the painting, "I found it, I found it, I found it again."

Cong Xiaoyu slapped him to the end, "You brat, how dare you tease your teacher, really..."

The two words that should be typed have not been uttered, so they stopped abruptly.

Cong Xiaoyu opened her eyes wide and looked at the sketch in her hand. Looking carefully, the hands holding the drawing were trembling slightly.

"Zhuo Long, is this girl going to set up a stall tomorrow? Where are you all setting up a stall? Did you see her painting with your own eyes?"

"I saw the painting with my own eyes, but she won't come to set up a stall recently. I heard that there is a market near where she lives, and she will go to that market to set up a stall before the Spring Festival."

Yu Zhuolong saw the strangeness of the teacher, but he was not surprised.

The teacher's obsession with painting is even better than his obsession with music. Yu Xiaowan's painting is good, so he is not surprised by the teacher's reaction.

"Near where she lives, where does she live?"

Cong Xiaoyu asked, those eyes never left the painting for a moment.

Like, so similar.

It would be fine if the little girl's font was similar to his before, but this style of painting...

He can't wait to see that little girl right away. With such a technique and such a smooth painting style, he doesn't believe that she is self-taught. Whether it is her or her teacher, he wants to meet him.

Yu Zhuolong scratched his head, "I really don't know about it, I just know that her husband works in a factory, and she came here with her husband, and she came out to set up a stall to earn living expenses, including selling pairs, I heard that The factory is on vacation for a few days, and I’m going back to my hometown.”

"Painting is to earn living expenses?"

Cong Xiaoyu looked down at the painting in his hand again, feeling a little angina.

"How much is her painting? How is the business?"

"What else can I do? She only paints portraits of passers-by, and it costs ten yuan a piece."

Speaking of this, Yu Zhuolong still felt that Yu Xiaowan was too crazy.

"Ten yuan a piece is not much of a steal. I set up a stall with me for almost two months, but few people asked her to paint. I advised her to make it cheaper. After all, small profits but quick turnover, she refused. "

Cong Xiaoyu waved her hand, her heart ached even more.

"Teacher, what's the matter?" Yu Zhuolong asked, seeing that Cong Xiaoyu's face was not looking well.

"Distressed, I have angina."

Cong Xiaoyu wanted to slap this student again.

It's really blind, ten yuan is too much for a painting like this?
Still small profits but quick turnover, do you think Chinese cabbage?
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