Chapter 136: A Picture of Mandarin Ducks and Birds

I don't know how many fish and shrimp there are in Xiaonan Lake, and after pulling so many nets, they have not become less, and the nets are still not empty, there are many of them. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A few restaurants have changed, but there are a lot. Especially in Tianxiang Pavilion, the business obviously began to burst, and Manager Dong and Chef Wang didn't care about handing over to Erdan later, so they sent a lobby manager to hand over to Erdan.

Lao Dong rose again, and Chef Wang also benefited, and the two old boys cooed and chirped, and specially arranged for the foreman manager to take care of the delivery of food in the back kitchen.

Not for anything else, because this woman is not simple, one word, beautiful!

Young, beautiful, just at the right age, like a flower, and still a top student in college.

Isn't it, such a high-end hotel, Hu Dayong is such a capable second-generation son, and the chick he found as a façade, can he not be beautiful.

The girl's name is Mogaga, and at first glance she sounds like a small and cute type, but the tall and plump body wrapped in the professional short skirt shows that she is an out-and-out, real, no, fierce fair lady, beautiful and sexy.

This girl is painted with light makeup, unlike other capable mature women, there is a bewitching atmosphere, on the contrary, she is still very green, and when she sees the second egg, she will blush. But soon, the girl's eyes lit up.

"Ahh You...... You are ......" Mogaga said in surprise with his small hand on his plump chest, pointing at Erdan.

Lao Dong and Lao Wang sighed, and looked back and forth between the two in surprise.

"So you two know each other,"

Mo Jiajia blushed and said excitedly: "You are the champion kid who dances street dance, on the Internet, Tian Erdan......"

Erdan laughed, but he didn't expect that he would really become a star now.

"Ah, it's you," Mogga said excitedly, the little girl's adoring nature unmistakable.

"Hey, I said why do you look so familiar and familiar at first sight," Chef Wang patted his head, "Isn't it, a little hip-hop farmer, I've also seen it a few times......

The waitress of the hotel soon heard that the hip-hop boy on the Internet was a supplier of aquatic products in the hotel, and she had no intention of working, so she went to the back kitchen to see it.

Erdan knew what it was like to be a star this time, and he staggered out of the back kitchen, and when he turned around, several young and beautiful hotel girls were leaning out from the corridor to look at him.

Erdan was proud, following the appearance of superstar Huang Xiaoming, pursed his lips, raised his chin, and flew a wink.

Oh!

Several girls clutched their chests and fainted happily.

"Mr. Tian, Mr. Tian, wait a minute," Before he could go out of the door, Mogaga hurriedly ran over.

Erdan looked at the mischievous up and down peaks on her chest under the pink clothes, like waves, and couldn't help swallowing saliva.

"What's the matter, Gaga," Erdan asked, could it be that he had molested a few little girls just now, and he had stunned them, and they were looking for a back account.

Mogaga ran to him, but suddenly his face turned red and he didn't say anything.

This chick, wearing high heels, is taller than the second egg, and has a model body similar to Liu Ruying.

Erdan's eyes glanced downward, never leaving his chest.

Mogaga took out a small square scarf from his body, milky white, looking silky, smooth and shiny.

"Mr. Tian, sign my name......" Mo Jiajia plucked up his courage and said.

It's finally here, and Erdan can't help but feel happy in his heart.

How can a star not sign autographs for fans, Erdan took it and took a look, it was really good, slippery silk, and a lotus flower was embroidered in the lower corner.

Well, forget about the signature, Erdan's handwriting is not good, and scribbling on such a square scarf is a bit tyrannical.

Erdan had a plan in his heart and decided to paint Mogaga.

Don't look at school grades, but Erdan is still very talented in drawing small pictures. Drawing a kitten, drawing a rabbit, are lifelike, of course, the best is to draw Wang Ba, because there is a lot of practice. Seeing which classmate was not pleasing to the eye, he secretly drew one and pasted it behind him, and wrote the words with his left hand: I am a little turtle, or please beat me or something.

In Qian Lani's textbooks, there are still many paintings of Erdan, and the representative one is the group of "Du Fu is very busy".

There was a table next to it, and the two of them sat opposite each other. The fountain pen is the kind of curved tip pen that Mogaga loves, and it is just right for drawing.

Erdan concentrated, sketched down a few strokes, and the prototype appeared. Mogaga was a little curious and craned his neck to look.

It's really an all-rounder, civil and military. As soon as he saw Erdan's pen, Mo Jiajia felt a little more admiration in his heart.

The heads of the two people unconsciously came together.

Erdan's painting is indeed unique and charming.

Art is such a thing, if you want to talk about talent, it really has little to do with academic qualifications or anything.

Erdan depicts two small birds. Two small birds swimming in the water, the scientific name is Mandarin Duck.

However, he relied on the lotus flower below, and added a few strokes, and it became a complete picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water.

There are green leaf lotus, there are mandarin ducks playing in the water, there are distant mountains in the distance, and a few weeping willows.

Green lotus leaves, pink lotus flowers, mandarin ducks drawn with black brushes, distant mountains......

The color style and artistic conception layout are all so beautiful.

Mogaga looked a little stupid, an ordinary square scarf, now full of vitality and spirituality.

The second egg was in the corner of the sky above, and the words "Erdan sent Jiajia" were gently written with the tip of a thin pen.

"It's so beautiful...... Mogaga said lightly, blushing with happiness on his face.

At this moment, Lao Dong and Lao Wang were looking at the two from afar.

"Hey, you said, these girls are fascinated by this kid, the boss comes back, will he throw him to death." Chef Wang said.

There is an allusion to the dead dog. The allusion starts with this Mogaga and the beautiful little girls in the hotel. Although Hu Dayong is a demon, his essence is not bad, and he can cover the staff in the hotel, especially these young and beautiful girls.

According to Lao Dong, Mo Jiajia has been working here for half a year after graduation, because she is too beautiful and is the lobby manager, so she quickly attracted the coveted attention of some people.

There used to be a few ruffians, and they remembered it, and they came to harass him if they had nothing to do. Once, a few people took advantage of the wine and called the chick to the box, and they had to play with her, but they happened to meet Hu Dayong.

Hu Dayong, who had a beard and a big cigar in his mouth, had just returned from suffering from the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and after hearing this, he didn't say a word, stomped open the door of the private room, beat a few boys half to death, and then asked the security guards to throw a few people out like dead dogs.

Since then, everyone knows that although the girls in Tianxiang Pavilion are beautiful, they can only look at it, not touch it, or they will be thrown to death by the stunned young boss with a deep background.

"Count, do you think the second little brother is simple, you didn't listen to the boss's call, you are in awe of him, I see, you have to go to the pole to match this girl." Lao Dong pouted.

"Such a?!" Chef Wang said incredulously, the fish and shrimp of Erdan are good, but it will not make the boss who has always been awesome and coaxed so condescending.

"Brother, in the end, you are engaged in professional technology, and you have to make progress in terms of human feelings," Lao Dong patted Chef Wang's shoulder and turned to leave.

[Author's digression]: The holiday begins, I wish the folks a happy holiday! During the festival, it is updated steadily, and the villagers who don't go out to play may wish to come to the village to listen to the latest story of Erdan's fortune!

Xie Doudouzheng, the number one bearer and other local tyrants and other local tyrants, your encouragement, let us be excited, and look forward to the continued support of the villagers!