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Chapter 11 Painting Gold

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Juan'er didn't believe that Luo Xin could draw at all. Is it so easy to draw? He could finish it in less than a quarter of an hour? Swish! Can he hold a brush?

Luo Xin found that he hated Juan'er in front of him very much, but the person in his thirty soul would naturally not care about a little girl, so he didn't even look at her, but just faced the butler Lu and said:

"Uncle Lu, can you give me a few carbon pieces?"

"Um?"

Butler Lu looked at Luo Xin suspiciously, but he felt that the boy in front of him was very strange and wanted to know what the boy wanted to do. So he didn't ask the reason and asked the servants to bring a basin of carbon over. Soon, the servants brought a basin of carbon over and placed it in front of Luo Xin. He took a few steps back and stood there without leaving. He also looked at Luo Xin curiously.

Luo Xin squatted down, pulled it into the carbon basin, selected a carbon rod, and then rubbed it on the ground. After rubbing the carbon rod out of the tip, he stood up from the ground, looked at his hands, and said to Luo Qing:

"Brother, please lay the paper for me."

"I'll do it! I'll do it!" Dai'er climbed onto the chair with her calf, then spread a piece of paper with both hands, and then looked at Luo Xin expectantly.

"Thank you, Miss!"

Luo Xin walked to the table, looked at General Manager Lu carefully, and then quickly drew on the paper with a carbon rod. He used the Western sketches of later generations to paint. With a few simple strokes, a realistic portrait appeared on the paper.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

Luo Xin manually operates quickly, points, lines, surfaces, bright surfaces, dark surfaces, light and dark boundary lines, reflective surfaces, projection...

Dot kneeling on the chair, opened her eyes wide, and her mouth opened into a round shape. Juan'er didn't come over in disgust and sat on the chair from afar. However, the servant stretched his neck and looked at it, and his face looked shocked. But the most shocking thing was Luo Qing, who couldn't understand his brother again...

"Bang!"

In less than five minutes, Luo Xin threw the charcoal strip into the charcoal basin and took a step back to Butler Lu and said:

"Please taste it!"

Butler Lu stood up from the chair, walked to the table and looked at it. His expression changed. It was really more real than looking in the mirror, and he completely put his image on paper.

"Uncle Lu, I want my little brother to draw for me, I want my little brother to draw for me."

Dai'er grabbed Butler Lu's arm with both hands and shook it. Butler Lu immediately smiled. Since Luo Xinzhen knew how to paint and didn't take much time, he naturally wouldn't reject the master's precious daughter.

"Please trouble me! I'll accept this painting with shamelessness."

"As long as Uncle Lu likes it!"

Luo Xin came to the charcoal basin and squatted down. He chose another charcoal strip to start rubbing on the ground. Butler Lu had already rolled up the painting and put it away. Dai'er happily sat on the chair and set up his posture. Luo Xin grinded the charcoal strip and returned to the table. At this time, Butler Lu had already laid paper for Luo Xin. Juan'er hesitated for a while, and also came to the table and stood aside. She was very surprised. Luo Xin stood there and scratched a charcoal strip for a while, which made Dai'er excited. What did he draw?

Luo Xin looked at Dai'er for a while, and strangely raised the charcoal strips in front of him to look at it. Then he saw the charcoal strips in Luo Xin's hand moving rapidly on the paper, and Dai'er's portrait appeared on the paper...

"this……"

Juan'er looked at Luo Xin in surprise, then looked down at Dai'er's increasingly clear portrait on the drawing paper, and her face showed envy. In less than five minutes, Luo Xin threw the charcoal strips in his hand into the charcoal basin with a "pop". Before Luo Xin could speak, Dai'er ran over with her calves like a breeze, and then the smile began to spread from her nose, eyebrows, eyes, and corners of her mouth...

"It seems!" Then he raised his head and looked up at Luo Xin, and his eyes were full of admiration: "Little brother is so awesome."

"Overall, the third in the Ming Dynasty!" Luo Xin said with a humble expression.

"Just..." Dai'er covered her mouth and laughed non-stop.

"Miss, are you still satisfied with this painting?"

"Yeah, satisfied!" Dai'er looked at the portrait, full of intoxication.

"Then my brother's affairs were written off?"

"Um!"

"That young man said goodbye!"

"You..." Suddenly, Juan'er's voice came from the side: "Draw a picture for me... okay?"

Luo Xin glanced at her, his face turned rough, and his head shook: "Not good!"

"Why? You painted it for Dai'er!" Juan'er's face was a little red.

"That's my compensation."

"Then... you painted it for Grandpa Lu." Juan'er's eyes were a little angry.

"That's my respect for the elderly!"

"you……"

At this time, Juan'er's face turned red and her eyes were full of anger. She really wanted to go up and kick Luo Xin a few times, then turn around and leave. However, she couldn't bear to leave the painting. She had never seen the painting style before. She was a person who loved painting very much. When she saw a completely different style, she felt like fifteen kittens were scratching her, which was so itchy. In the end, she stomped her feet and said:

"How do you want to draw for me?"

Luo Xin looked faint, but he thought to himself: "Now the road to catching tits is no longer possible, and the five hundred-ciete copper coins will fall on you."

He stretched out his finger and made a move to count money and said, "Grape gold!"

Juan'er's face immediately showed a look of contempt. She took out a silver ingot from her purse, slapped the table with a "splash", and said disgustingly:

"Isn't it just money?"

"Brother, put it away!"

Luo Xin was overjoyed. He thought that at most five hundred coins were knocked out from the other party. Of course, if it didn't work, the last hundred coins would not be impossible. Unexpectedly, the other party would buy one tael of silver at once. One tael of silver is equivalent to one thousand coins, and this time it was not only solved by Shushu, but also the money for pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"oh!"

Luo Qing responded honestly. He knew that the two dollars had solved his brother's study problem. He didn't care about fear and stepped forward to grab the silver ingot and put it in his arms.

"Why don't you draw it for me?" Miss Juan'er's domineering temper came back again, and she sat on the chair and looked arrogant.

"It's boring!" Luo Xin's shoulders drooped.

"What do you mean?" Juan'er's eyebrows stood up.

"I didn't have lunch!" Luo Xin said naturally.

"Guru..."

As if he was cooperating with him, a "gurgle" sounded in his and his elder brother's stomach at the same time. Luo Xin was not overwhelmed with a donkey, and his face was numb and numb, but Luo Qing's face was swollen and red.

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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