Xiaobai felt that it was better to make less trouble if he was unfamiliar with life, so he discussed with good words: "Big brother, we are new here, and we don't sell food, and there is no competition with your family, so let's occupy such a small area, okay?"

The man's eyes rolled, and there seemed to be a discussion.

At this time, a yellow, thin but very capable-looking woman also jumped over from the delicatessen stall a few steps, glanced at Qiulin, looked at Xiaobai (especially her breasts), and then at the man, and said impatiently: "A small place is not good, hurry up and go!"

Then he pulled the man's ear: "What do you see, it's to bombard people and not look at beautiful women, so don't you hurry up and take care of business!"

The fierce man just now was very faceless when his wife pulled his ears in front of outsiders, but he didn't say anything, and honestly went back to him, but his eyes were still looking this way.

Qiu Lin looked at Xiao Bai to see how she decided, if she decided to stay, Qiu Lin was ready to protect her.

Surprisingly, the thin woman took a few steps to this side, turned her back to her stall, took out 20 yuan from her pocket and quietly stuffed it into Xiaobai's hand.

Xiaobai asked in surprise, "Eldest sister, what are you doing here?"

The thin woman whispered: "Sister, you are not married yet, right? You will understand in the future, I don't like the way my man looks at you, can you change places?"

Xiaobai and Qiulin had embarrassment on their faces with capital letters.

Qiu Lin originally thought that if someone dared to bully Xiaobai, he would show his hands and let the other party see how powerful they were, and see who dared to bombard them.

Now that they are looking at each other with Xiaobai, both of them think that it is better to change places. Why should women be embarrassed by women.

Xiao Bai followed the woman's gaze and looked down at herself, wearing a tight sportswear that she grabbed casually, the fabric was very soft, and there was a zipper from the chest to the neck, this kind of clothing can especially outline the lines of the shoulders and chest, especially the chest, which is as full as two peaches.

Further down, the lower abdomen is flat, and the slender legs are wrapped in a pair of cheap leggings. These pants don't need to be very high-end to flatter the legs.

In short, today's Xiaobai, convex and backward is indeed very curved.

Xiao Bai and Qiu Lin's eyes looked at each other again, and they could understand what the woman meant. At the same time, Qiu Lin also silently glanced at her chest, and sighed again, if there is any kung fu that can practice here, there is no doubt that she will definitely bury her head in hard practice.

The two of them walked for a while holding their things, this time under the wall opposite a small bank, squeezed between two fruit stalls. This time, no one was competing with them for a seat.

It is estimated that there are not many banks within a radius of dozens of miles, so this bank is not small, there are always a lot of people in line, and it closes late.

There were no customers for the time being, so Xiaobai casually drew a portrait of Michael Jackson's soul, and the most prominent features were there anyway.

She plans to pick out some satisfactory pen practice works and post them as advertisements to solicit business.

Some customers came one after another, and they were quite happy when they paid, saying that although Xiaobai's painting was not so exquisite, it could be seen at a glance that it looked like himself.

Some customers even bought the fruits from the stall after painting the portraits, so Xiaobai and Qiulin got along well with the stall owners next to them.

Don't say it, on the first day, although the income is not satisfactory, it earns a lot more than playing the harmonica, at least enough for two people to eat two bowls of braised beef noodles with braised eggs.

Xiaobai thought this experience was quite fun, she took it as a game and made fun on the basis of starvation.

Qiu Lin secretly admired Xiaobai's mentality and survival ability, and the pampered ladies around Mr. Wu in the past could not be compared with her in this regard. Xiaobai's survivability is so strong, and she is worried that she will not be able to think of doing stupid things, which seems to be really too much.

Early the next morning, a man with a flat head and a coffee-colored vest came to Xiaobai's painting stall.

Xiaobai left a deep impression when he saw him at first sight, because his eyebrows were very distinctive, thick and black, but they stopped abruptly in the middle of the eyes, as if they had been cut off by a knife, so that Xiaobai always wanted to stretch out the pen and fill the half of his eyebrows.

When other guests sit on the mazar as Madou, they often ask anxiously, "Are you done with the painting?" ”

Only this gentleman said, "You draw slowly, I'm not in a hurry, you can do it for as long as you want." ”

But the guests waiting in line behind the problem are in a hurry.

Xiaobai was quite grateful to him, slowed down his speed, and painted him very carefully, not even a single mole on his face.

The man in the vest sat there, his eyes just looking in the direction of the bank, and he didn't feel tired of looking at it for 20 minutes.

"It's done!"

Xiaobai turned the sketchpad to show him, but the man only glanced at it absentmindedly and said "It's good" distractedly.

What's even more interesting is that he didn't take the painting after paying the money and left, as if he forgot!

At that time, Qiulin was busy answering questions from other customers and did not pay attention. By the time Xiaobai laid out the next piece of drawing paper and found it, the man had already walked away.

The two laughed for a long time: "This person is probably just here to rest." But wouldn't it be nice to find a free chair in the park to sit on? ”

Xiaobai casually pasted this portrait and other practice works as advertisements.

There is also an aunt who came to the portrait is particularly interesting, and after paying the money, she has to take them home for dinner.

Xiaobai thought, the people in L City are really hospitable, and if you don't know each other, you can pull them home!

After the aunt left, Qiu Lin said: "People have been saying that her cousin has a good job and good character, and she looks good, don't you hear that she wants to pull you on a blind date?"

Xiaobai: "Ah? I really didn't pay attention, so fortunately I didn't go." ”

Qiulin: "You are pleasant, if I were old, I would like you too." But if you dare to go on a blind date, Mr. Wu will know about it in the future, and the blind date partner will not be able to eat and walk around. ”

Xiaobai smiled bitterly: "I miss him a little." ”

Qiu Lin: "Dwarf oil, you just have a little thought? Mr. Wu is probably going crazy now! ”

Xiaobai lowered his head: "No, once I get in touch, he will definitely drag me back." If you want to go back, you can just don't reveal my whereabouts. ”

Qiulin: "Alas, if you don't leave, how can I throw you down? You said that the two of you obviously love each other, and you obviously miss each other crazy, why is this so painful?"

Xiaobai said helplessly: "Because there is not only love in the world, but also family affection, and responsibility, it is both selfish and self-sufficient to compete with my aunt......"

Again and again, in order to survive, Xiaobai lifted charcoal on the street, and sketched lifelike images of characters between square inches of white paper, and the more he painted, the more he painted, the more he painted, the more he painted.

She remembered that Meng Junyao once taught herself that when you sketch a model, if the model is beautiful, you must want to draw her beautifully, but this is actually wrong.

Because when you want to do one thing too well, it is often easy to ignore important observations, and be attracted by the model's beautiful facial features, or even a beautiful mole on the face, so that you can't pay attention to the big picture.

Meng Junyao told her that in order to avoid this situation, she should first observe the contour line of the character, and objectively cut out a silhouette of the model in her mind.

Every time Xiaobai made a stroke, he felt that what Mr. Meng said was really right, and he couldn't understand it before, but now he suddenly understands it.

At the same time, she also sighed that although she did not get together with Teacher Meng and could not even see each other often, the knowledge and abilities taught by this mentor and friend will accompany her for the rest of her life.

Unconsciously, Xiaobai fell in love with this job as a street portrait, because it is not like a 9-to-6 kindergarten, where you have to wait for a fixed day every month to receive a salary, but you will be rewarded soon after paying, including verbal praise and monetary rewards.

The quick return gives people a sense of satisfaction, just like playing a game, you beat a level, defeat an opponent, it will give you a little sweetness, make your heart happy, so you want to continue playing. This is the same as in kindergarten, where little pot friends can immediately get small sticker rewards if they perform well.

It's okay when you're busy, but when the moon is on the branches, the thoughts that are not so obvious during the day begin to surge like a tide.

"I don't know what Wushan is doing now? will he miss me, or will he be angry that I won't say goodbye?"

Looking at the moon from the narrow window of the rental house, Xiaobai thought sadly, even if he followed his mother's orders as soon as possible to find a woman who was the right person, I wouldn't blame him......

At this time, Wushan, who thought he was omnipotent but was about to run out of donkey skills, was also looking at the moonlight and pondering his thoughts, and he suddenly thought of Yi Rufeng.

Yi Rufeng and his girlfriend Chunni, aren't they so good with Xiaobai? She may know Xiaobai's whereabouts.

If you think of it, do it immediately, anyway, for Wushan, there is no such thing as face. Even if Yi Rufeng is unwilling, or Chunni doesn't tell him, he doesn't have to lose a piece of meat.

Then again, if you can get Xiaobai back if you lose a piece of meat on your body, then you can drop it casually.

Thinking of this, he immediately dialed Yi Rufeng.

Yi Rufeng is lying comfortably in the half-moon-shaped jacuzzi, taking a bubble bath before bedtime.

Modern life is hectic and busy, and it takes a combination of work and rest to ensure that it is not crushed, especially for presidents like Yi Rufeng and Wushan, who are in high positions and are in charge of huge amounts of money and tens of thousands of employees, especially for people like Yi Rufeng who are full of thoughts at any time.

The 8-hole disguised stream of water massaged his skin from the bottom of the tub, and like a gentle hand, he felt relaxed and gently closed his eyes. Somehow, a picture came to mind......

"Bang!"

The thin door of the wing room was kicked open, and a tall, domineering man in a gold-armored robe strode in, his face visibly angry. However, when he is angry, he only looks more handsome.

He lifted the thin quilt on the couch and scolded: "It's still sleeping! When is it, why haven't you come to General Ben? Don't you know that General Ben is in a hurry?!"