Rows of towering and gorgeous pavilions appeared on the rice paper. Looking at these buildings, Xu Qinglan had a feeling of déjà vu.

Putting down the thick brush, Qin Guan picked up a slightly thinner brush and began to outline. Not long after, a lady appeared on the bridge, and then he started coloring. A pretty beauty wearing a princess gold jewelry appeared on the paper.

The princess is slim and graceful, wearing a red brocade robe, with white fox fur on the brim and skirt. Standing in the snow and looking down, she is incredibly beautiful.

At this time, some people couldn't help but exclaimed, "Wow, it's so beautiful."

"It feels like the girl in the painting is alive."

"I feel like those snowflakes are really flying, and the fox fur on her body is really trembling in the wind."

"..."

Xu Qinglan had already seen the person in the painting clearly, and said with some disbelief: "It's me!"

After hearing this, the tourists looked at Xu Qinglan one after another, and some people shouted, "Oh, she is really such a beauty."

"Wow, a handsome guy painted a portrait of his girlfriend. It's so romantic."

"Husband, draw me a picture too." A girl said, shaking the arm of the boyfriend next to her.

My boyfriend was immediately embarrassed. He could draw a cartoon by himself. It would be difficult for him to learn drawing at this level for another 30 years.

Seeing the crowd making noise, the painter who owned the stall was a little unhappy. This young man who was painting was definitely a top master. Masters were most afraid of making noise when painting. He immediately glared at the tourists, put a finger on his mouth, and made

A silent gesture.

Everyone's discussion slowly stopped and they began to concentrate on looking at the paintings. However, more and more people gathered here, with three floors inside and three floors outside, blocking half of the originally narrow street.

Qin Guan was not affected by these people and continued to paint. Everyone discovered that another figure appeared under the painting. He was dressed in an ancient scholar's robe. Although he only had a side face, some people had already seen that it was only one-third of the face.

Looking at the profile, you can be 100% sure that the scholar in the painting is the young painter in front of you.

People were surprised to find that the eyes of the beautiful woman in palace clothes on the bridge were looking at the young scholar under the bridge, and the scholar was also looking at the beautiful woman on the bridge.

Their eyes met each other, and their eyes seemed to be communicating, and a kind of emotion permeated the painting.

"It's amazing. It's amazing. I feel like the people in the painting are alive."

"The way you look at them, they really seem to be talking to each other."

"I feel that even the great painters in China may not be able to paint such good paintings."

"This painting is worth 100,000."

"I estimate that when this young man becomes famous, this painting will be worth at least two million."

At this time, Xu Qinglan was already immersed in happiness. This painting was now a priceless treasure to her. Even if she was given more money, she would not sell it. She would treasure it forever because it was a testimony of their love.

Xu Qinglan's heart was intoxicated.

Qin Guan's methods of picking up girls are almost complete.

After the painting was finished, everyone saw Qin Guan pick up a pen and write down a sentence: "I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and you will live up to your love."

Then, magically, I took out a Tianhuang stone stamp pad from my pocket, dipped it in the cinnabar ink pad, and printed my seal.

When the painter who owned the stall saw the seal in Qin Guan's hand, his eyes shone brightly, and he felt envious and sighed in his heart. The top-quality Tianhuang stone seal is something that ordinary people can't afford.

Finally finished, Qin Guan waved to Xu Qinglan, Xu Qinglan walked over unconsciously, "Do you like it?" Qin Guan asked.

"I like it, I like it so much." Xu Qinglan felt like she was falling in love at this moment.

Looking at Qin Guan, she threw herself into his arms.

At this moment, a voice that ruined the atmosphere sounded, "This painter, if you want to sell this painting, I will pay you 20,000."

When everyone looked around, they saw that he was a middle-aged man in his forties with a fat figure, and there was a coquettish bitch beside him.

Qin Guan said calmly: "I won't sell it."

"50,000." The obese middle-aged man continued to shout the price.

"Not for sale."

"80,000, you are not famous, this price is already very high." The obese middle-aged man shouted still unwilling to give up.

Many people around him were amazed that he could earn 80,000 yuan in just half an hour. This young painter is truly amazing.

At this time, the stall owner and painter was a little unhappy. He felt that the fat man had tarnished the painting in front of him, and said angrily: "80,000, let me tell you, from my perspective, this painting is 800,000."

, is also underestimated.”

When the fat man saw someone disrupting the situation, he said unhappily: "Do you think he is Li Keran or Pan Tianshou? Well, I will pay 100,000 yuan. This price is enough to buy a painting by a well-known domestic painter."

The fat man really fell in love with this painting.

Although he may be a bit gaudy when it comes to bringing up women, he has a good eye for painting.

Someone made a bid, which showed that others valued it. Qin Guan was not annoyed, but seeing that the other party was still stalking, he pointed at a bracelet on Xu Qinglan's wrist and said: "My girlfriend's bracelet is worth tens of millions."

Everyone looked at Xu Qinglan's wrist and found that there was a green jade bracelet on it. The fat man was immediately dumbfounded. She was really not short of money.

The fat man felt uncomfortable because of the suffocation. Before leaving, he muttered, "It turns out he is a pretty boy who relies on women."

When Xu Qinglan heard the man's words, she looked at Qin Guan's darkened face and laughed, "Hahahaha, Brother Guan Guan, you have become a pretty boy, I will support you from now on."

"Young pretty face, just pretty face, remember what I said today, you will support me." Qin Guan also smiled.

The painting was done, and Qin Guangang wanted to put it away, but the stall owner and painter said: "This teacher, my name is Ma Yi. It's not convenient for you to carry it with you like this. I know a framer, do you want me to help you?"

introduce."

Qin Guan was right when he heard it, "That's too troublesome for you. Just tell me the address and I can go there myself."

"No trouble, no trouble, I'll take you there, and then can I buy you a drink?" said the stall owner, the painter, rubbing his hands.

"Invite us?" Xu Qinglan was confused.

"Your painting skills are too good. I hope I can ask you for advice." Ma Yi looked at Qin Guan expectantly.

Qin Guan thought about it, since he had nothing to do, he might as well find a place to sit.

When I came to a painting shop in the back street, the owner couldn't help but praise the painting after seeing it. He picked it up three days later. This was due to Ma Yi's reputation.

The three of them came to a bar, a very quiet bar, and found a seat on the edge. When they turned around, they could see the stream flowing through the stone ravine behind them, which was very charming.

"Teacher Qin, which college did you graduate from and which Chinese painting master did you study under?" Ma Yi asked after sitting down.
Chapter completed!