Department of Painting Shenhao

Chapter 4

early morning.

Jingle bell~
"Crack..." Lin Xian reached out and patted the alarm clock on the bedside table, got up, and wandered to the bathroom.

"Shhhhhh..."

Shake twice.

Go to the sink, squeeze toothpaste, and rinse your mouth.

"Gululu... bah..."

He lazily opened his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror, "Huh?" and took a closer look. The eye bags and dark circles caused by staying up late for a long time disappeared.

Artistic cultivation is a really good commodity, and I make myself better inside and out every day.

View system benefits.

Up to now, the cumulative recognition value: 786
Lin Xian checked the detailed data: among them, 435 recognition values ​​came from Biz, the rest were reposted by passersby's circle of friends, and the fewest were paintings discovered by passers-by.

As we all know, Moments has a very short time limit. Once today is over, few people like and comment, which means that Lin Xian's income will decrease, unless new passers-by take pictures and continue to post them on Moments.

The same is true for videos, the further you go, the fewer the number of viewers, so you must continue to introduce new ones.

Proceeds: 7860 yuan

'Ding!Society is a bitch who only flirts with the rich. '

Wealth: 9182 yuan

Lin Xian agrees with this sentence very much. When people are poor, dogs dislike it. When they are rich, flowers smile at you.

It's not that people are realistic, but that people like to be with people who are stronger than themselves. People with energy attract people without energy, and people with high energy attract people with low energy.

Lin Xian now belongs to a person with very little energy, and this society is not enough to show off to Lin Xian, so now he has to develop insignificantly, accumulate wealth through painting, and become a real hero at a fair price.

"Okay! Drink a cup of the system's poisonous chicken soup every morning, and you will feel energetic. If you don't drink it, you will feel uncomfortable."

Not much to say, cooked a tomato omelet, honestly packed up the painting tools, rode Yadea, mixed into the morning rush hour, and set off for Sunshine Village.

Because there are many tools required for wall painting, it is best to choose Yardi for travel.

Lin Xian was riding a bike, thinking that when he was rich, he would build a car so that he could go out to paint in this way, so that he would not peel off his skin in summer and freeze into a dog in winter. The most important thing is that it is not safe to ride a battery car.

Sunshine Village, a tourist village located on the outskirts of Qin City, is developing very well. It is the most famous Internet celebrity village in the province. The scenery is beautiful, and there is a clear lake. There is a lavender planting base by the lake. In summer, lavender blooms everywhere. , many tourists come here to play, Lin Xian and his classmates came here to sketch in high school.

In the past, Lin Xian fantasized that if he had money, he would buy a piece of land in the fairy-tale Sunshine Village and build a villa, facing the big lake, where spring flowers bloom.

Yadi stopped at the entrance of the village, not far from a windmill, and under the windmill was a lavender planting base, where the tourists took pictures with their European-style waist discs protruding.

beep...

"Hello, Mr. Lin."

That nice Yu Jie voice came again on the phone.

"Miss Gu, I've arrived at the entrance of the village. Now I'm in No. [-] Lavender Base. There is a windmill right in front of me. Where is your home?"

"Oh...are you riding a buggy?"

"Correct."

"Look at No. [-] Lavender Base on the right."

On the shore, Yadi got on, and Lin Xian turned his head while holding the phone.

Ms. Gu's laughter came from the phone: "The right side, not the left side."

Lin Xian has always been a bit indiscriminate, scratching his head in embarrassment, looking to the right, his eyes lit up, the fairy-tale lavender base was reflected in his pupils, in the lavender under the windmill, a man in white Hanfu was holding lavender in his hand Miss Sister, who looked fairy-like, waved at him with her mobile phone, smiling sweetly.

"Mr. Lin, wait a minute."

"fine."

Holding the lavender in one hand and the pure Hanfu skirt in the other, the Hanfu lady carefully walked away from the lavender windmill and walked towards the shore.

This picture is really beautiful, Lin Xian is "greedy for beauty", secretly took out his mobile phone, and freezes this beautiful picture forever.

In fact, not only Lin Xian was secretly taking pictures, but several tourists around were also attracted by this beautiful picture, and couldn't help taking out their mobile phones to take pictures.

I met Miss JK yesterday.

I met Miss Hanfu today.

very nice.

Lin Xian silently put the phone into the bag, and the Hanfu lady walked slowly to Yadi holding the lavender. The white Hanfu skirt is not high heels, but antique embroidered shoes. It seems that she is a Hanfu fan, with a net height of about 170 .

"Mr. Lin, hello, my name is Gu Qingxia."

The wind blew over Miss Hanfu, outlining her perfect body curve, blowing her long black hair and skirt swaying, and the lavender petals in her hands drifting away.

"Hi Miss Gu, my name is Lin Xian."

Lin Xian has seen many young ladies wearing Hanfu, and has also painted for many young ladies wearing Hanfu for free on the subway.

But Lin Xian swears that as of now, Gu Qingxia is the most ancient-style Hanfu he has ever seen. This set of white Wei-Jin style Hanfu is very fairy-like on her, because it is too fairy-like, giving people the feeling of The abstinence system of "can be seen from a distance but not played with".

"Let's go, Mr. Lin, my house is right in front."

"Ok."

Gu Qingxia held flowers and led the way. When he met the villagers, he greeted them sweetly and chatted for a while. The villagers all looked at Gu Qingxia with a smile. It seems that this Hanfu lady is very happy in the local area!
"Ah..." When he walked not far ahead, Gu Qingxia was taken aback, "Mr. Lin, help me get some flowers." Then, he stuffed the lavender in Lin Xian's hands, and held up the hem of his skirt Tut Tuk ran forward.

Lin Xian looked at the direction she was running in confusion, thinking that something serious had happened, but saw Gu Qingxia running into a field of lavender, calling out "giggle...giggle..." and walked up cautiously. Suddenly grabbed an old hen eating lavender.

Lin Xian smiled, this Miss Gu is quite interesting.

"Mr. Lin." Gu Qingxia pushed open the door of a small bungalow, walked in, locked the fleeing old hen in the coop, pointed at it, and warned fiercely: "Escape again to eat other people's chickens." Lavender, I'll stew you."

"Cluck..." The old hen flapped its wings and croaked a few times, seemingly displeased.

Gu Qingxia washed her hands next to her, and turned around to see Lin Xian standing at the door, waiting for her with flowers in her arms. Lin Xian was very polite and would not enter the hospital casually without other people's consent.

Gu Qingxia walked up, took the flowers, and politely invited: "Mr. Lin, please come in."

Lin Xian walked into the courtyard and looked around. There was a three-story self-built small western-style building directly in front of her, and a large courtyard in front of it. There was a place surrounded by a fence on the left, and there were bubble fonts written by Gu Qingxia's DIY sign [Sunshine Chicken Coop] And [Sunshine Vegetable Field].

"Mr. Lin, come and sit down."

"Ok."

In the open-air tea shed on the right side of the yard, Gu Qingxia put the flowers on the long log table, and turned on the induction cooker to boil water to make tea.

Lin Xian landed on the opposite side of the long table. In the tea shed, there were many trinkets related to Hanfu, as well as unfinished hairpins, bracelets, etc...

"You did all of this?"

"Hmm..." Gu Qingxia pushed the brewed Gongfu tea in front of Lin Xian, and Lin Xian tapped on the table twice to express his gratitude, "Are you engaged in the Guofeng business?"

Gu Qingxia picked up the teacup and smiled sweetly, "It's just a hobby, I'm still a student."

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