The manager listened to the little girl's words, stared at the painting thoughtfully, and after a while suddenly asked, "What kind of person is the guest in this room?"

The little girl at the front desk said: "It's a young lady, she said that she was drunk last night, and she herself woke up today to find out." I just told you at the front desk, let me find you to solve it. She's out for dinner now, and says she'll come back to us later. ”

The manager stared intently at the painting on the wall for a while, and then said, "Don't pay for her, when she comes back, ask her if she is willing to sell this painting to us." I didn't want her paintings in vain, so we just bought them. If this painting is left in this room, it should be considered an art painting. ”

The little girl at the front desk didn't expect their manager to say this, so she was stunned for a moment before asking, "Uh......? How much are we going to pay?"

The manager said: "Then I have to ask her how much she is willing to pay, and after buying it, this painting will belong to our hotel in the future." ...... Forget it, I'll be in the office in a minute, and she'll call me if she comes. I'll talk to her myself. ”

The front desk nodded: "Okay, got it." ”

At this time, Ling Wenjiao, Meng Yu and others found an ordinary restaurant nearby, sat down and fried a few home-cooked dishes, Meng Yu and the others couldn't help but take another bottle of warm wine to drink.

Ling Wenjiao stopped drinking this time and drank the soup silently.

Meng Yu didn't say anything when he saw that she didn't drink. But he couldn't help but ask, "Tell me, what did you draw in the room? Can I go and see it later?"

Ling Wenjiao put the soup bowl to her mouth and exhaled, "What's so beautiful...... It was just a waste of my lipstick and a flying fairy painted on the wall. ”

Her lipstick is very expensive!

After Meng Yu and the others heard this, they were all surprised, and after hearing that it was a fairy, they became even more curious: "Hey, is it a fairy?

Ling Wenjiao raised her eyebrows: "I think it's ...... average."

She never thought how good the pictures she drew when she was drunk, and that's it anyway.

Meng Yu said: "What is it like in general, you won't be painted as a female ghost, right?"

Ling Wenjiao took a bite of the dish and the rice into her mouth, and then finished chewing before replying: "I think it's like a fairy, like a female ghost, it depends on your aesthetics." After all, everyone's aesthetic is different. ”

After returning to the hotel after eating, the little girl at the front desk immediately walked out of the counter as soon as she saw her: "Hello, about the wall painting in your room, our manager wants to talk to you again." ”

Ling Wenjiao nodded and asked, "Okay, let's talk about it now, where is the others?"

The little girl at the front desk said, "You wait here, I'll call our manager." ”

As she spoke, she led Ling Wenjiao to sit on the sofa in the hall.

Meng Yu and the others sat next to him, waiting to see what the hotel manager was going to do with Ling Wenjiao's paintings.

After a while, the little girl at the front desk came over with a man in a suit.

"Hello, this is our Manager Zheng. The little girl at the front desk came to Ling Wenjiao and introduced the man next to Ling Wenjiao.

Then she looked at the manager and said, "This is the guest in that room, Miss Ling." ”

Manager Zheng looked at Ling Wenjiao and smiled politely: "Hello, about the paintings in your room." We actually want to buy it, I don't know how much you're willing to pay?"

After Ling Wenjiao heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then asked a question mark: "Clams, wait a minute, you say it again." ”

Seeing her confused look, Manager Zheng smiled and said, "That's it, the fairy picture you painted on the wall, we want to buy it." How about you make a bid?"

Ling Wenjiao looked at him in confusion, then turned her head to look at Meng Yu and asked, "He said he wanted him to buy my paintings...... I heard you right. ”

Meng Yu looked at her and nodded: "I heard it in both ears, that's right." ”

Then he turned his head to look at Manager Zheng and asked, "Then how much are you going to pay? Is the painting very good, why do you want to buy it?"

Seeing that the hotel manager said that he would buy the painting, he was even more curious about how much Ling Wenjiao had painted.

A well-painted painting is indeed something that someone is willing to pay for.

Manager Zheng said: "Well, we want to hear the price of the owner of the painting." After all, we can't evaluate the value of this painting ourselves, I just think it's beautiful, like a cut of art, and it would be a pity if it was brushed off. ”

Ling Wenjiao thought for a while and said, "If you like it, then I'll give it to you." I don't want money, anyway, I painted it casually without the consent of your hotel, which is already an infringement on your hotel, since you want to keep it, then I'll give it to you. ”

She thought she was going to lose money, but since she didn't have to lose money, she should compensate the hotel for her rudeness.

When the manager heard her words, he was also stunned for a moment, and then looked at her with a look of surprise and said, "This, is what you said true?"

Ling Wenjiao nodded and said, "I'll give it to you, since you want to stay, then you can keep it." ”

It's not worth a lot of money anyway, this thing. She's not famous, and it's good to have someone to appreciate her.

"That's really a thank you, if you're willing to give it away, then please write an application, okay?" As soon as the manager heard her say that she really wouldn't take money, he happily glanced at the little girl at the front desk and asked her to bring paper and pens.

The little girl ran to the front desk and brought a notebook and a pen, and handed them to the manager.

After the manager took it, he quickly opened a blank page, and then handed it to Ling Wenjiao with the pen.

Ling Wenjiao had no opinion, so she took it and wrote a sentence to voluntarily give the mural in the guest room to the hotel for free, and finally signed it.

After writing it, she handed the application to the manager, looked at him and said, "That's it." ”

After the manager looked at it, he nodded: "It's okay." Thank you very much!"

Ling Wenjiao said calmly: "You're welcome, I should have compensated you." If you don't need compensation, then it's your compensation. It's just one piece, I'm not a great writer, I'm not a famous painting, and what else can't be sent. ”

The manager shook his head and said, "No, don't say that, maybe you should find someone to appraise the value of your painting." If it weren't for the painting on the wall, if you had it on canvas and you had sold it in the art market, someone would have been willing to pay for it. ”

Her mural is very charming, and anyone who likes to paint should like it.

Ling Wenjiao was speechless and said, "There's no need for that, right...... I didn't even think about selling paintings to make money. ”

And she scribbled when she was drunk, and she couldn't draw that kind of picture when she was sober.

Besides, she had to be so drunk that she didn't even know herself before she could draw it......