Unnamed Artist 4
In the middle of the afternoon, Lao Bai walked into the door with a bunch of paintings.
Mo Xiaobei, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately stopped him: "Stop, what is in your hand, I want to learn and learn." ”
Lao Bai saw that Xiaobei was a little weak-hearted: "In broad daylight, why do you still want to rob the road?"
"Hey, don't let me look at the pull-down, put things here first, I want to have a good chat with you. ”
Lao Bai is even more empty now: "What are you talking about, I, I'm busy." ”
"Hey, who are you busy making trouble with others this time?"
Lao Bai's first instinct was that the matter of the sword book was exposed, but out of luck, he still cautiously tried it: "What's the mess?
"You know what I mean. ”
Lao Bai broke out in a cold sweat: "I, I don't know." ”
"Comrade Lao Bai, what is yours is yours, don't be reluctant if it's not yours, what's the point of engaging in those conspiracies?"
Lao Bai was like a cat that had been stepped on by the tail, and immediately jumped up: "Who is engaged in conspiracy?"
"Comrade Lao Bai, don't be lucky, frankly speaking, there is still a glimmer of life; ”
Lao Bai's face was tragic: "Since ancient times, no one has died, and who is the hero." ”
Is that what the poem says? ”
"No matter what you say, I won't kill me. ”
"Okay, very good!" Xiaobei sat up and clapped his hands: "Come on!"
Lao Bai was frightened and looked around: "Where are the people?"
Where did Mo Xiaobei arrange manpower, she was just to put up a fight.
"No, don't use it, I'll deal with you personally, hey, Xiangshan has no shadow feet. ”
As soon as Lao Bai saw that Xiaobei was about to make a move, he immediately stopped: "Stop, this is all on credit, and I can't return it if it's broken." As he spoke, he put the painting aside and pulled up the shelf: "Let's do it." ”
"Xiangshan has no shadow feet, no shadow feet..."
said that it was a shadowless foot, but in fact, he broke Lao Bai's arm with his hand.
Bai Zhantang didn't die: "I think it's more useful for you to break your fingers." As soon as the words fell, Lao Bai called: "Ahhh ”
"It's good to know that it hurts, do you dare next time?"
"Dare! (again) Ah, don't dare, don't dare... In fact, whether you dare or not, I don't count. ”
Mo Xiaobei immediately asked: "You still have an accomplice, who is it?" ”
In order not to suffer from flesh and skin, Lao Bai wanted to put the blame on the shopkeeper, but he was afraid of the shopkeeper's revenge afterwards, so he couldn't say it clearly, so he could only play the side ball: "Oh, make a move, you think, this kind of thing, I can't slap it alone." ”
This ambiguity doesn't matter, Mo Xiaobei thought crookedly again: "You mean to say that she actually knew about this conspiracy for a long time?"
Lao Bai saw that Xiaobei had locked on the "suspect", and immediately fired a gun: "Don't you know, she is the mastermind from beginning to end, otherwise I wouldn't dare." ”
"This, this is a problem....."
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In the shopkeeper's room......
"Xiaobei has been very suspicious lately, I don't know what I'm busy with. ”
"It's better to be busy, at least the sword book is not revealed. Seeing the shopkeeper's strange expression, Lao Bai hurriedly asked, "Didn't you show the stuffing?"
"Nonsense, if the stuffing is exposed, she won't bite me to death. ”
"No, he's practicing his grappling now, specializing in fingers. After holding it, I broke it hard, clicked, amazing, this little shell ......"
"Okay, okay, don't show off, what about the painting you're looking for?"
Lao Bai hurriedly presented the paintings: "Here, let me tell you, these paintings are all on credit from the shopkeeper Zhou." Which style do you like, I will find a painter for you and paint on the spot. ”
Tong Xiangyu opened a landscape painting and nodded secretly: "This one is fine, just find this painter." ”
"Okay, then you have ready the silver, eighty taels a piece. ”
The shopkeeper's heart was cold: "Why didn't he go and rob it." ”
"It's cheap and not good, I'll draw it for you if I give you a steamed bun, do you dare to ask for it?"
"That's right. Having said that, the shopkeeper still quietly changed his second order, "Hey, is this expensive one?"
"Ah, this painter can come to this painting, but we have to ask Xiaoliu to help. ”
"What are you looking for Xiaoliu to do, you say. ”
"This painter has just been taken into custody for gambling. ”
Seeing the shopkeeper glaring at him, Lao Bai hurriedly changed it, "This, this one loves to visit the Qinglou, and provoked a flower willow... Hey, hey, why did you throw it away (the shopkeeper wiped his hands on Lao Bai) Where to rub it?"
Immediately afterwards, Lao Bai took out another pair, "This, I just left two days ago, and the coffin made by the shopkeeper Hu is gone, you see that you threw it away again." And this, I guess I'm drinking soup at Nai He Bridge right now. ”
Tong Xiangyu didn't react for a while: "Hey, is the bridge far away from us?"
"You open the window and jump headfirst down and you're there. ”
"No one can come. ”
Lao Bai took the first painting again, "Can't you come here?" if it's more expensive, it's more expensive, and you should buy yourself an heirloom." ”
"Eighty taels per page, a total of more than thirty pages, that's more than two thousand taels, dare not spend your money. ”
"Look at the way you slam the door. ”
At this moment, Tong Xiangyu found another one, "What is this?"
"This is paper used to wrap paintings, commonly known as waste paper. ”
Tong Xiangyu: "Hey, can you find this painter?" ”
Bai Zhantang looked at the rough lines, and frowned: "This is also a little rougher." ”
"Oh, isn't it just a sword book, as long as the meaning is right, why do you want to be so exquisite?"
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Wushuang was washing vegetables in the kitchen, Xiaobei took a cucumber casually, and Wushuang hurriedly took it back, "Hey, hey, wash and eat again, otherwise your stomach hurts." ”
"A stomachache is better than a headache, right?"
"Do you have a headache? Do you have a cold or a fever?" Wushuang quickly wiped his hands, and then touched Xiaobei's forehead.
Seeing the other party's concerned expression, Mo Xiaobei was very moved, but for the sake of her perfect plan, she still sarcastically said: "I'm talking about you, you don't have a headache if you eat pots and pots and get Longwangshu?"
"What are you fooling around?" he said, handing over the washed cucumber.
Xiaobei hugged the cucumber, "Then I ask you a question, and you must answer me honestly." ”
"Okay, except for age. ”
"Well, if there is a war, everyone is almost dead, and there is only Big Brother Bai and Xiucai left in the world, who will you choose?"
Zhu Wushuang pondered for a moment and replied, "Don't choose either." ”
"No, you have to choose one, or humanity will perish. ”
"Then ...... Let humanity perish. ”
"You hate Xiucai so much?"
Wushuang thought about it seriously for a moment and replied: "Seriously, it's not that I hate him, the reason why I'm so angry is because I have low self-esteem, and I don't think I'm worthy of him." ”
"Hypocrisy. ”
"I mean really. If he hadn't done so many stupid things, maybe he would ...... Alas, what's the use of saying this now. ”
Mo Xiaobei finally found the crux of the problem, and it turned out that it was all because he had drawn snakes.
"Well, what if he apologizes to you?" said Becky tentatively.
"He is so arrogant, how can he apologize to me?"
"I said if, then would you forgive him?"
Zhu Wushuang smiled slightly: "Then it depends on whether his sincerity is enough." ”