The little girl is about seven or eight years old, wearing a black, white and gray plaid princess dress, shoulder-length hair seems to be permed, slightly curled, and a beautiful pink bow is dotted on the top of her head, and the little guy looks very cute, blinking a pair of big eyes, looking very princess-like.

Seeing Ding Shuo smiling and looking at herself, she looked back at her grandfather with her little face, sat down on the folding stool timidly, and then put her two little hands on her knees very uneasily.

"Hehe, don't be so nervous, relax!"

While speaking, Ding Shuo glanced at the red-nosed old man wearing a gray Tang suit and short sleeves behind the little girl, and felt that the other party was a little familiar.

After thinking about it carefully, it suddenly dawned.

The old man came to the gallery to buy paintings in half a month, as if he was the initiator of Yuanfeng Charity and the honorary director of a nursing home.

So he bowed slightly to the old man, brushed the pencil brush in his hand a few times, sketched the appearance of the little girl on the A4 paper, and then raised his eyes and smiled and said to the little girl: "Little sister, it would be better if I could laugh a little." ”

The little girl grinned, it was the age of changing teeth, and her teeth were a little incomplete, but this did not affect her cuteness.

"Very good!" Ding Shuo "brushed and brushed" dozens of strokes in a row, completing the sketch of the little girl.

"Fame +1......"

"Fame +1......"

"Fame +1......"

......

"It's really good. ”

"Awesome!"

"I've seen this kind of street art that specializes in painting portraits, but it's really rare to paint so well and so quickly. ”

"Mama, I also want to learn to draw, and when I grow up, I will be like my brother. ”

"Learn, I'll go to you tomorrow to register for class......

Facing the praise of passers-by, Ding Shuo felt happy in his heart.

It's just that he didn't know that since he fused the essence of Master Hagor's technique, his sketches had already reached the point of perfection, and it was not surprising that he could shock passers-by.

Even the accomplished tutors of Qinghe Academy of Fine Arts happened to pass by here, and they would be impressed by Ding Shuo.

After Ding Shuo finished the little girl's sketch, he did not rush to hand her the painting, but changed the piece of paper and drew another "group photo" of her and her grandfather at a dazzling speed, and then handed the two paintings together.

"Thank you, brother. The moment the little girl caught the painting, she showed the most innocent smile.

"You're welcome!" Ding Shuo smiled and narrowed his eyes, there were more and more passers-by watching, some people were curious to come over to see the excitement, and some people saw a piece for a dollar, and they didn't have to wait too long, and quietly lined up at the end of the line.

Liu Yuanfeng, an old man with a red nose, handed the little girl a hundred-yuan bill: "Ruyi, give the money to my brother and put it in the box." ”

"Uh-huh!" the little girl happily took the money and threw it into the cardboard box with the advertisement on it.

Ding Shuo smiled: "The old gentleman is too polite, don't need so much." ”

"Not much, can you give me these two paintings and sign your name?" asked Liu Yuanfeng.

"Of course. Ding Shuo signed his name and date on the two paintings, and handed them to Liu Yuanfeng: "The old gentleman has time to come to Mu Yuxuan for tea, and I recently got a few more paintings,"

Liu Yuanfeng's eyes lit up: "Okay, I will definitely go over when I have time, you hurry up, I'll go first, Ruyi, goodbye to my big brother." ”

"Big brother, goodbye!" Xiao Ruyi said timidly.

"Well, goodbye. Ding Shuo waved his hand at the little girl, he glanced at the people in line, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, only to find that a line of small words floated out of the screen.

"Fame +1......"

"Fame +200......"

"Fame +1......"

What's the situation?

Just now, his fame was directly increased by 200?

Could it be that the old gentleman......

Ding Shuo raised his eyes to look at the two of them, but found that their backs had been completely blocked by the fans who surrounded them.

Completed Mission 1 so easily and happily?

In that case, there is no need to continue drawing.

If he continued to paint, Ding Shuo was worried that the hand holding the pen would really not be able to lift it tomorrow.

He didn't want to be pointed at by Gao Zirui's bastard and laughed: "Da Shuo, why can't you lift it?"

Thinking of this, Ding Shuo had no choice but to fold his hands and say to the onlookers with an apologetic face: "I'm really sorry everyone, tonight I drew the girl wearing a blue dress at the end of the line, don't continue to line up." ”

Who knew that before his words fell, it caused strong dissatisfaction among the onlookers.

"What time is it? Draw a few more? I'll give you ten dollars!"

"That's it, I'm willing to give twenty. ”

"I'll go out of fifty, draw one for me and my wife, and it's a little exaggerated, the kind of ...... she takes me in her mouth."

"How?" passers-by asked a question mark on their black faces.

"Fuck your uncle, where do you want to go? It's the kind of ...... where she has her mouth open and I sit on her tongue and wants to eat me."

"Little brother, will you come over tomorrow? I adore you so much, can I add your prestige?"

"Tomorrow, I'm not sure......" Ding Shuo replied selectively.

As for prestige, I'm sorry, girls with less than 70 points at first glance are not added.

Next, Ding Shuo painted five more pictures in a row, then took a sip of mineral water, and said without raising his head: "Next." ”

"Hey, hey, it's finally my turn, ouch......"

Before the sixth man could sit down on his ass, he fell a big butt.

He rubbed his buttocks and looked angrily at the tattooed man behind him who picked up the folding stool with his toes, and before he could wait for "Who are you?" as he blurted out with anger, he forced him back.

The other party was bare-chested, with a cigarette in his mouth and a dark vest on his shoulder.

And his tattoos are also very special, the skinny body is tattooed with skin and flesh, and the 3D pattern of the bone is deeply visible, and a big snake with fierce eyes spits a red letter, which is about to come out of the bloody wound, which looks very disgusting.

Behind the tattooed man, there were also several young men with poor faces.

When they appeared, half of the crowd around them was immediately scared away.

Even the man who fell on the fart got up from the ground in a gray way, and hid in the crowd without daring to let go of a fart.

"Why did you stop?" the tattooed man held a cigarette in his mouth, raised his chin, and looked at Ding Shuo with a provocative and contemptuous look.

Ding Shuo stared at the other party's eyes expressionlessly: "It's finished today, if you want to paint, come back another day......"

"You're numb another day!" the tattooed man kicked over the money box, scraping the change all over the place.

Ding Shuo frowned slightly, from the moment the other party appeared, he guessed the identity of the other party.

The tattooed man stared at Ding Shuo viciously: "Didn't you say that you want to trouble you again and let me come forward in person?"

Click!

Ding Shuo pinched off the pencil in his hand and stared coldly at the other party's eyes: "You are Lin Kun?"

"It's ...... old man"

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Ding Shuo rushed over with a brisk stride.

It is said that hitting someone is not a slap in the face, but if the other party is not a person, it doesn't matter.

He pulled the other party's hair, and according to that arrogant face, it was one punch, two punches, three punches!

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