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Chapter 37 The saucy young man

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    Lou Xuanying stood on tiptoes and kept jumping up, but she still couldn't see the end, only the dark heads.

    Based on this scene, she wouldn¡¯t be able to see that saucy young man at all, would she?  Not to mention getting one of his paintings.

    "Alas, it seems that I still can't buy Mr. Fenghua's paintings this time."

    ¡°If it were that easy, everyone wouldn¡¯t come here and queue up early.¡±

    "It would be an honor to get an authentic painting of Mr. Fenghua to hang in your house."

    Listening to everyone¡¯s praise for Mr. Fenghua, Lou Xuanying was curious and asked someone again: "Brother, is the painting of Mr. Fenghua really that good?"

    "Priceless, Fenghua Young Master can be called the Saint of Painting in our Xuanmo Dynasty."

    Painting saint!  It seemed to be comparable to Wu Daozi, which made Lou Xuanying want to see his paintings even more.

    She squeezed her way into the crowd with all her strength. She was so petite that she almost didn't suffer internal injuries. Fortunately, she was thick-skinned and pushed her way to the front. She hugged the door panel and refused to let go. She didn't even have time to look into the restaurant.  , a strong man bumped into her, her hands went numb, and she fell directly into the restaurant.

    ¡°Oh my god, it hurts.¡± She fell to the ground without any image, and her elbow was scratched and painful.

    Someone fell down, the noisy crowd was quiet for a while, and soon became noisy again, but no one came to help her for a while.

    Boss Wen from Fengxiang Restaurant came over and shouted: "What are you doing? Mr. Fenghua is painting. If you interfere again, please leave. Don't hang around here."

    Lou Xuanying climbed up and sat up, rubbing her injured arm. When she raised her eyes, she met a pair of evil eyes. It was the man in purple sitting in front of the table with a pen in hand in the restaurant hall. He was smiling but not smiling.  Looking over, there seems to be a hidden meaning in his eyes.

    She looked around, not sure who he was looking at.

    Logically speaking, she fell in and disturbed his interest in painting, so he should have glared at her sullenly, but that look was so weird.

    The man in purple made the last stroke, then smiled and said to the person next to him: "Master Qian, 'Phoenix Yu Fei' will be your son's wedding gift. I wish the Qian family will be prosperous soon."

    Mr. Qian hurriedly stood up from his seat, held the painting in both hands, and praised with gratitude: "Master Fenghua has outstanding painting skills. This phoenix and phoenix are really lifelike."

    "Master Qian, let me show it to you. Those people have been waiting here all morning just to see Mr. Fenghua's paintings." Boss Wen chuckled, because Mr. Fenghua came to Fengxiang Restaurant every six months to paint, which made him a lot of money.  , Mr. Fenghua is his noble man.

    "That's right." Mr. Qian said and waved, and two people dressed as attendants carefully held the two ends of the painting and showed it to everyone.

    Lou Xuanying was standing at the door. She could see the one-meter-long painting very clearly. Every line was drawn with great care. The fiery red phoenix and phoenix danced in the forest. It almost looked fake and real. Her painting skills were not deep at all.  I can't draw this effect.

    She looked at the phoenix in the painting with twinkling eyes. She didn't want such a high-end thing to come true, but if he was willing to help her paint a cat or a dog

    "Young Master Fenghua, I am deeply honored to receive your painting as a gift today. As I said before, your talents should be put into greater use. The Emperor loves painting and cherishes talents, and has always intended to recruit you into the palace to become a palace painter.  , I hope you can consider this matter again."

    "Sir Qian, there is no need to say more. We haven't known each other for a day or two. You know that I am used to freedom and don't want to be restrained." The man in purple finished his answer with a smile, then looked at the crowd crowding at the door of the restaurant and said loudly,  "Today I will draw two more paintings. The person chosen can make requests. As long as they are within the ability, they will complete them with all their heart."

    As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd was shocked.

    ¡°Young Master Fenghua, choose me, choose me, it¡¯s okay even if you pay a high price.¡±

    "Young Master Fenghua, I came here because of your reputation. I have been waiting all day. Choose me."

    "Young Master Fenghua"

    Lou Xuanying was unwilling to be left behind. She jumped on her feet and raised her hands high, so she could only use her advantage to rush in front of him.

    "me."

    Mr. Fenghua looked at her and smiled, raised the corner of his mouth, pointed at her and said, "Okay, it's up to you. I'll draw you a picture to make up for the fall just now."

    "Wow, that's great." Lou Xuanying jumped up happily.

    The people behind him sighed in disappointment. If they had known that they could get Mr. Fenghua's painting by throwing it, they should have just thrown it to the ground.

    "What do you want to draw?" he asked Lou Xuanying, who was still in a state of excitement, with his pen raised.

    "Dog, I want a big fluffy white dog""Lou Xuanying made her request without hesitation.

    However, what she longs for and considers to be normal requirements may seem incredible to others.

    "What, you want to draw a dog? This opportunity is really wasted for her."

    "That's right, what's wrong with painting? I want to draw a dog. Does this kid know how to draw? Does anyone have a picture of a big white dog hanging in the house?"

    Mr. Fenghua shook his head and laughed. He finally restrained his laughter. He coughed lightly and asked her, "Can I ask the reason?"

    "I like big white dogs, can you draw them?" Lou Xuanying answered honestly, blinking her big eyes.

    Firstly, she really likes the big white dog, and secondly, the painting is more realistic and will not make people suspicious after using the power.

    "How dare this boy question Young Master Fenghua!"

    "Well, wait." Mr. Fenghua actually agreed, sat down and started drawing.

    That concentrated look coupled with his handsome appearance made the girl serving tea and water in the restaurant fascinated, but Lou Xuanying kept tiptoing, just wanting to see what he drew.

    Less than half an hour later, he had already put down his pen, picked up the painting in his hand and spread it out in front of everyone, and asked her with a smile: "Are you satisfied?"

    Lou Xuanying looked at the lifelike big white dog in the painting and clapped her hands happily: "I'm satisfied, it's so similar."

    "Well, come and get it."

    Lou Xuanying had no doubt that she had it, and immediately ran forward, stretched out her hands and raised her head to stare at the painting longingly: "Thank you."

    "It seems you have really forgotten me." There was a sense of loneliness in his tone, as if he was abandoned.

    "Uh" Lou Xuanying blushed, not sure if he was talking to her, and looked around again.

    "Don't look, I'm referring to you." He said with a smile on his face, looking straight at her.

    "I know you?"

    "Heh," he chuckled and handed the painting in his hand to the book boy behind him. At the same time, he also noticed that her eyes were moving along with the painting, and finally collapsed.

    He wouldn¡¯t stop giving her the painting just because she forgot about him, would he?

    "Boss Wen, there's still one spot left, so I'll pick it for you." After explaining to Boss Wen, he looked at Lou Xuanying, pointed to the seat next to him and said to her, "Stand here, wait for me to finish the last drawing.  A painting, let's slowly 'reminisce' about the past, and the big white dog you want will be given to you." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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