As a money-making star, all the decisions Yu Zhaohua makes are related to silver, such as: "Can this make money now?" "Can I make money from this in the future?" "Can this make me more money?"

Others are my three provinces and my body, Yu Zhaohua is the three questions every day, no wonder Confucius has had a hard life, Yu Zhaohua is young but already like a little rich woman.

Yu Zhaohua, who was a little rich woman, was amazed when he waited for Xu to finish spending, and asked Xiao Tang to take Xu to the account room to get the silver, and beckoned Luo Jiuyuan to come over: "Come on, you see how well Xu painter painted!" ”

Two hours passed, and Luo Jiuyuan didn't feel uncomfortable at all. But when he heard Yu Zhaohua's voice, he was still sitting in a wheelchair and didn't move, and said idly: "I'm tired, you bring it." ”

Yu Zhaohua remembered it and didn't mind at all, but diligently held the paintings on the table to Luo Jiuyuan: "Look, are the paintings all very good?" ”

There is a large lotus flower behind Luo Jiuyuan in the painting, with a jade crown and a bunched hair, and a fluttering coat, although he is wearing a mask, but there is a rare gentleness in his turquoise pupils, as if he is not looking at a toothbrush, but at his sweetheart.

Luo Jiuyuan didn't make an evaluation, but said, "It's good if you like it." ”

"Of course I like it," Yu Zhaohua was very satisfied, holding the painting and looking at it carefully: "Otherwise, I wouldn't be so happy to let Xiao Tang settle the silver for Xu Painter." ”

"It's just that this one is monotonous." Luo Jiuyuan seemed to speak unintentionally.

Sometimes people receive a good thing and want a second one that is similar, in short, like stamp collecting.

The portrait of Luo Jiuyuan in Yu Zhaohua's hand now can be said to be perfect, since it is a perfect thing, then only one seems to be a little bit idle.

Coupled with Luo Jiuyuan's seemingly casual words, Yu Zhaohua and Luo Jiuyuan opened their mouths to discuss: "Do you say you want to invite Painter Xu to paint again?" ”

"Draw a few more, maybe your stuff will sell better."

Yu Zhaohua thought so: "I think so too. ”

"Then call it back."

"But—" Yu Zhaohua looked at Luo Jiuyuan with some hesitation.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

"Painter Xu's painting is quite expensive, I haven't made much silver yet......" Yu Zhaohua sighed pitifully and looked at Luo Jiuyuan.

Luo Jiuyuan almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

It turned out that she hesitated for half a day, just to use the most economical way to get the best effect - let him pay, and she could think of it.

Luo Jiuyuan didn't frown: "I can take out this silver," without waiting for Yu Zhaohua's face to show joy, he said: "It's just that there is one thing to say, I spent the silver, and you have to listen to me." ”

Yu Zhaohua nodded without thinking: As long as there is nothing else in this world except silver, nothing else!

"No problem," Yu Zhaohua slapped his thigh, as if he had made a final decision: "You can paint this painting as you want, listen to you, I will definitely not say a word!" ”

"Really?" Luo Jiuyuan hooked the corners of his mouth.

Yu Zhaohua was innocent, he didn't know what would happen to him after he agreed, and readily agreed to Luo Jiuyuan's proposal.

Three hours later, Yu Zhaohua's back was stiff, and he had to maintain a gentle smile, sitting next to Luo Jiuyuan, showing a picture of deep affection with Luo Jiuyuan.

Seeing that Luo Jiuyuan didn't feel hard at all, Yu Zhaohua deeply felt that Luo Jiuyuan proposed that the two of them draw a portrait together was not for anything else, but to take revenge on her!

"Are you alright?" Yu Zhaohua held his breath, and the flowers in his hands were trembling: "I'm really ...... I can't hold it anymore. ”

"Miss Yu, don't be anxious," Xu wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "Please bear with Miss Yu for a while, it will be fine soon." ”

Xiao Tang looked at Yu Zhaohua from the side, although he was anxious, he was helpless, and could only watch Yu Zhaohua motionless like a wooden plank.

"Don't be in a hurry, let the painter take his time, otherwise this painting is not good, and you will have to sit like this for the second time."

Hearing this, Yu Zhaohua didn't dare to urge, but her heart was broken, and her regretful intestines were blue: woo woo woo greedy for small cheap and big losses, how could she forget such an important thing?

Seeing that Yu Zhaohua really couldn't hold on, Luo Jiuyuan finally showed mercy: "If you really feel hard, I'll support your back with my hand?" ”

The two of them sat together, and the sleeves were originally wide, and this small movement would not affect it at all.

Hum! Weasel New Year's greetings to chickens!

Yu Zhaohua shook his head very stiffly: "No need." ”

At the end, he hesitated and said: "By the way, aren't you really tired?" ”

Luo Jiuyuan shook his head: "I don't feel it." ”

What a feeling! Yu Zhaohua almost shed angry and sad tears!

This time today, Yu Zhaohua was deeply aware that nine out of ten sentences of what Luo Jiuyuan said could not be heard, and one sentence was deceived by him to listen, and he regretted it after listening to it.

……

Three hours finally passed, and at the same time that Xu Huashi put down his pen and said "It's okay", Yu Zhaohua lay on the table in the next second, shouting Xiao Tang to help her beat her back.

"I'm really tired," Yu Zhaohua lost the strength to speak: "I'll never find someone to paint for me in my life." ”

"It's not okay for someone else to give money?" Luo Jiuyuan asked with a smile.

Yu Zhaohua was weak, but his tone was very firm: "Don't do it, even if you give me money, I won't do it!" ”

This time she wanted half of her life, and next time she would rather die than agree.

"Bring me the painting."

Luo Jiuyuan said to Master Xu.

Painter Xu hurriedly stepped forward with the painting in his hand.

If the previous painting is a fairy descending to earth, then this one is a fairy couple.

Yu Zhaohua was holding a toothbrush and flowers in his hand, as if he wanted to give Luo Jiuyuan a gift, and Luo Jiuyuan was smiling at her, his eyes were more gentle than Fang Cai, and there was a strong sense of love.

Painter Xu's eyes are very well drawn, although the two people actually have nothing to do with each other, but the two people in the painting seem to have been deeply rooted in love and can't extricate themselves. Yu Miaoyi had goosebumps when she saw it.

"Is that really good?" Yu Zhaohua regained a little strength and said to Luo Jiuyuan.

"Naturally, it's good." Luo Jiuyuan put the paintings together.

"Really?"

"You don't believe me?"

"Of course I don't believe it." Yu Zhaohua lazily lay on the table and unceremoniously refuted Luo Jiuyuan's point of view.

"Why?" Luo Jiuyuan asked.

Yu Zhaohua changed his posture, picked a grape and fed it to his mouth, his eyes wandering: "Because-it's too expensive." ”

I believe you're a ghost!

Luo Jiuyuan didn't believe it at all.