The Notre Dame system is arrogant again

Chapter 113 The Monkey's Tale

"...A long, long time ago, there was a mountain named Huaguo Mountain. There was a strange stone at the highest point of Huaguo Mountain. With a click, it cracked, and a little monkey popped out of it!"

Zhang Xiaohua spoke slowly, but her subordinates skillfully drew the picture.

This is the painting she promised to paint for Duan Yu. She thinks there is no one more suitable than Monkey King, because she likes it!
Of the four classics, her favorite is Journey to the West. Even when she grows up, she will never tire of reading it. It can be said that she has read all the versions. Now she wants to draw a Journey to the West in her mind!

With a suitable pen, I practiced for another day, and the drawing is much faster. The pen is fast, crisp and concise, and the lines are flying. Zhang Xiaohua enjoys this feeling very much.

And Duan Yu next to him was also deeply fascinated by the story.

This story is better than that of Tianlong Babu. He likes this clever little monkey very much, and yearns for the life of the Monkey King in Shuiliandong.

After Zhang Xiaohua finished painting the Monkey King, she realized that life and death are fateful, so she decided to learn from a teacher and put down her pen.

"Let's be here today."

Rubbing her sore wrist, looking at the little monkey she drew, she feels that this is what she should do, not like painting erotic pictures, which looks like a thief in the middle of the night.

But Duan Yu still couldn't finish it, and asked Zhang Xiaohua while looking at the painted picture.

"Has he worshiped his master? What martial arts have he learned? What happened later? Will he not die? What about his monkey subordinates? Tell me quickly."

Zhang Xiaohua looked at the hungry Duan Yu and smiled.

"This is a long story, don't worry, rest, let's take a rest!"

Duan Yu stared at him, not knowing when this little kid learned this trick, if he is not satisfied, he will stare at you!
Zhang Xiaohua coughed lightly and said.

"This story is very long, and there is still a lot of content behind it. It must not be finished at once. Once you remind me, you will miss a lot of exciting things. So, be patient and ask the author to draw it for you calmly and gracefully." Is it all right?"

Duan Yu stared at her for a long time, discouraged.

"Okay." Turning his head to see the story fragments drawn, he said, "I've never seen such a painting before? Who did you learn from?"

There was no way to answer this question, and Zhang Xiaohua looked a little disappointed.

Back then, she didn't like to study, so she just read manga in class, and in the end, she couldn't get enough of it, so she started to draw. She didn't expect to have some talent in this area, and once she drew, she couldn't control it!

Of course, this out of control means that the more you paint, the more you work hard, and it has nothing to do with creation, publication, or fame.

The family always thought that she would embark on a career path, so they were very worried about it. Most of the meals in the art circle ended up starving to death!

Unexpectedly, she took the acting test and became an actress!She chose a job that was even more unreliable, and her family tried to persuade her, almost saying that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but she refused.

Every time she looked at her pretty face in the mirror, she thought, it would be a waste of money not to be a star if she is so beautiful.

So she was firm in her decision, even if she was a secondary player, she never changed.

Just when she was about to dedicate her life to acting, when she woke up... she became an ugly monster!
Woohoo, God is playing with me!

Zhang Xiaohua looked at the sky with tears in her eyes, full of anger.

Ding--

A familiar voice in her head interrupted her lyrical mode.

"Being followed by strangers will reward the Holy Mother with 100 points!"

Which blind guy is this, who actually worships her?
But, I love him to death!
Ding--

"Being followed by strangers, reward the Holy Mother with 100 points!"

What does it mean, stuck?
The miraculous Madonna gets stuck too?
Did I just say, you can't pop out two unsightly ones at once.Besides, I have spent the past two days in the inn painting, and have not gone out to harm others, so how can I give them a chance to worship!
But when she checked, her eyes widened suddenly, it wasn't stuck, it was real!
God, what's going on here?

"Sister, jugglers are coming to the street, hurry up, it will be gone in a while!" Zhang Daniu ran in and pulled her and Duan Yu to run outside.

Zhang Xiaohua groaned, she didn't care to look at the Holy Mother, followed Zhang Daniu's pace, went downstairs, went straight to the outside of the store, and ran along the street for a while, a group of people blocked in front, some cheered and some clapped, it was very lively.

Zhang Daniu pulled them into the crowd and said excitedly to her.

"Sister, look, your favorite monkey show! When you were young, you almost ran away with others just to watch the monkey show!"

Zhang Xiaohua was very touched, this big brother is really kind, he still remembered her preferences, so he cooperated with the authentic.

"Yeah, I like monkeys the most!" He looked with interest.

But after watching it for a while, I feel boring. It’s no wonder that watching such a show in modern times, the lighting and music are all-round and three-dimensional, and I feel boring after watching too much, let alone this simple performance method.

Duan Yu watched it with gusto, especially when he saw the little monkey doing somersaults under human control. The simple movements of the performer reminded him of Zhang Xiaohua's Monkey King.

After a performance, the little monkey came to ask people for money with a broken basket, and the owner bowed to each other and said the usual phrasing of entertainers.

Everyone threw money into the little monkey's basket one after another, not much, just a few pennies, there were no brave knights who threw out a few taels of silver, and no rich and powerful sons who threw out dozens of taels.

Well, those are all the scenes in the novel, in short, there is no bloody scene, Zhang Xiaohua is very disappointed.

Zhang Daniu also gave two Wen, which was very difficult for him.

After watching the performance, the people dispersed, and the monkey-player and his party went to eat at a food stall on the street, and Duan Yu also followed for the sake of the monkey.

Zhang Xiaohua liked the atmosphere of food stalls, Zhang Daniu had no objection, anyway, it was time for dinner, so the three of them sat near the sideshow and ordered three bowls of noodles.

Duan Yu was only interested in the little monkey. The little monkey was tied to the table leg of its owner, squatting there, holding a piece of fruit before eating it. The monkey yelped a few times in grievance, then lowered its head and began to look for food like rice grains on the ground.

Duan Yu was stunned immediately, as if some of the good things in his heart were broken by this scene. He thought of the Monkey King painted by Zhang Xiaohua, and looked at this little monkey picking up rice grains. He couldn't bear the gap between ideal and reality.

"How can you treat it like this!" Duan Yu slapped the table, angrily accusing the monkey tricker.

Zhang Xiaohua was startled.

And the juggler's first reaction was very dazed, he looked at Duan Yu, and then looked around, at this time Duan Yu said again.

"Whatever you look at, it's about you!" He pointed at the little monkey, "It earned money for you, but you still kick it and don't give it food, you are simply too much!"

Being scolded by a child in public is unbearable for an adult, the monkey owner frowned.

"Whose cub is this, my lord, come out!"

(End of this chapter)