Bonnie was coming to China for the first time.

After getting off the plane in the capital yesterday, I learned that in addition to being beautiful, the city of Huaxia was also very huge, and Mi Sisi's family was richer than she imagined.

Of course, this is not the most important thing.

The important thing is that she is now standing on the street in a remote mainland city in China, holding a bouquet of cartoon-shaped balloons in her hand, like a little girl selling flowers, selling them in the crowd.

It was a very rare and new experience for her, and it made her a little nervous.

Surrounded by strangers, with black hair and black eyes, she felt out of place.

If it weren't for Jasmine, she would have even felt scared.

And strangely, Daikoku insisted that she carry a heavy stone on her back, saying that it was to prevent her from being carried to the sky by a balloon.

This must be a deception to the child, she knows that if there are not enough balloons, they will definitely not fly.

"Is this a foreign girl?"

Soon someone noticed that she was different and began to talk about it all around, which made Bonnie's palms holding the balloon start to sweat, and countless thoughts instantly surged in her heart.

What will they think of me?

Will you buy my balloons, will they hurt me?......

"Little girl, how much does a balloon cost?"

Bonnie blinked her big beautiful sky blue eyes and looked at the old granny with the child in front of her, unsure if she really wanted to buy it.

"Don't you understand?" said the old woman with a smile, "ho much one?"

Bonnie was stunned for a moment before she reacted, did she just say a word in English?

"Five bucks. ”

The old grandmother smiled even brighter: "You can still speak Chinese, bring me a bear big." ”

With the help of her grandmother, Bonnie finally finds "Big Bear" and sells her first balloon.

This successful transaction made her feel relieved, it turned out that ordinary people in Huaxia were so friendly, and the previous worries seemed to be unnecessary.

Under the effect of Feng Shui Stone, the dozen or so balloons in Bonnie's hand were quickly sold out, which made her feel very good, and she hurriedly carried her heavy backpack and took a large handful of balloons from the wholesale balloons just now.

Seeing that she had successfully entered the "working state", Misith came to a fountain with confidence, set up a newly bought wooden shelf, and put a drawing board.

When she was in London, she saw a lot of street painters, but they were either real painters or students, and they did really good painting.

When she was five or six years old, she also learned to paint for a few months.

But seriously, the things she draws are really not very good, and the former painting teacher will show an indescribable expression every time he sees her work.

My mother later realized that she really didn't have the talent to play the piano, so she let her learn to play the piano instead.

She hasn't picked up a paintbrush since.

Now Da Hei asks her to paint and sell on the spot for money, and the price is still 100 yuan a piece.

100 yuan, enough for three or four people to eat a meal of KFC!

Would anyone really be willing to pay so much money to buy a kindergarten-level drawing?

The key is to buy it back and do it!

Forget it, don't think about it so much yet.

Regardless of whether anyone buys it or not, she always draws a pair and tries it out.

So she picked up the brush, quickly conceived a pattern in her mind, and then put the pen down on the snow-white paper.

It took more than ten minutes for the first painting to finally finish, and she solemnly signed her name in the blank corner.

The painting was placed on a small folding table next to it, and along with it, there was a chapter of advertising paper: a hundred pieces of money!

Seriously, Mishes was desperate to find a hood to cover her face.

It's a shame that even she thinks it's ugly for a painting that dares to ask for a hundred yuan.

Soon a few people gathered around, after all, a little girl who looked to be only in her early teens was still rare to sell paintings on the street.

The main reason is that everyone wants to see what a painting worth a hundred dollars looks like.

But it seems, "Little girl, what are you painting here, the cow and the butterfly?"

Misi's face turned red, and he said a little embarrassedly: "This is a praying mantis catching cicadas." ”

"This ......"

Everyone shook their heads, this is really unseeable!

"It's supposed to be abstract, right?"

"No, I think it's action. ”

......

Listening to everyone's laughter and discussion, Misisi really wanted to dig a hole in the ground and bury himself.

It's such a shame, she is obviously a stick figure school, and no one can recognize it.

Can such a painting really be sold?

"Excuse me, I'll take a look!"

At this time, a middle-aged man in his thirties squeezed in, and when he saw the painting, he suddenly showed a very surprised expression.

"This ...... This painting is really wonderful!"

hat？

Mi Si couldn't help but look up at this uncle, as if he was not blind!

Is it the childcare that Daikoku found?

Not only was Misisi impressed by the uncle, but several onlookers were also dumbfounded.

This big brother is drunk, right?

"Hehe, you don't understand," the uncle grabbed this minimalist + abstract + surrealist painting, feeling like he was going to drool, "Although this painting looks disorganized, if you look closely, you will find that it has a far-reaching artistic conception and profound meaning, and vividly expresses the freedom of this cow and butterfly."

"The background is empty and boundless, allowing people to have endless reverie.

"Without twenty or thirty years of foundation, you can't reach this state at all!

"Take this back and collect it for a few years, it's definitely worth tens of thousands!"

......

Misi's eyes are about to pop out, you are definitely a trust for this uncle, right?

But when Tuo also asks you to be professional, she obviously painted a praying mantis catching cicadas, and she is only twelve years old now, a virtual age!

Where did she find her twenty or thirty years of experience?

After praising Misi's painting endlessly, the uncle said in his heart that this should be okay, he has already said all the compliments he can think of, and he really can't make it up.

"Little girl, I bought this painting!"

Bought?

Misisi was a little unsure, she thought this uncle was a nursery, but he really had to pay for it?

"You little girl, it's not safe to give cash," the uncle said with a kind smile, "Do you have a fortune treasure, I'll transfer it to you." ”

"Yes. ”

Mi Sisi stiffly took out two signs, and the uncle used his mobile phone to "drop" the QR code on it, and soon she received a hundred yuan in the account.

Really bought it!

Looking at the uncle's appearance as if he had obtained a treasure, Mi Sisi and the onlookers all felt that this person must be abnormal.

I don't know what I don't know what I buy for a hundred dollars, do people nowadays understand art so well?

Before Mith could come to his senses, a young girl squeezed in.

"Little sister, do you still have any paintings?" said the girl with a smile, "I want to buy two." ”

Before Mi Sisi could agree, someone squeezed over: "I want it too, I want to buy two too!"

"I want two too!"

"Is it okay to queue up to buy paintings, they are all people who understand art, and they must pay attention to quality!"

......

Seeing that there were more than a dozen people lined up in an instant, Misisi felt that the world was crazy.

Or is her painting really as the uncle said, with a far-reaching artistic conception?

Mioss shook her head self-deprecatingly, it was absolutely impossible, she was thinking too much.

It seems that it should be the effect of the feng shui stone in the bag, and Da Hei has also said before that the feng shui stone will bring miracles to her.

In that case, enjoy this miracle!

So she picked up the brush, and one after another minimalist + abstract + surrealist paintings were born under her dexterous little hands.

......

Not far from Mi Si selling paintings, Mi Yan, who was wearing a black windbreaker, sat on a small plastic bench, took the painting handed over by the uncle just now, and Jia Chengli, the bodyguard behind him, quickly counted a few red bills to the uncle.

Uncle received the money very happily left, he felt that today was a big luck, helped someone buy a painting by the way and praised a few words, before and after only a few minutes, he earned 500 yuan!

I wish there were such good things falling from the sky.

"I said boss," Miyan's bodyguard Jia Chengli stretched his neck and looked at the painting in his hand, "Boss Si Si, what is this painting?"

Mi Yan stroked the hair in front of her forehead and said with a smile: "You don't understand. ”

Jia Chengcheng said in his heart, I really don't understand, but do you understand? If you do, tell me!

"Boss, in fact, we don't have to be sneaky like this," Jia Chengli shrunk his neck and looked around to see that there was not even a place to sit, "You want to support the boss of the division to work, we can use other methods, so that the big head is earned by others." ”

"No, that's it, you don't understand. ”

Jia Jianli couldn't help but slander, you really don't understand me, aren't you just a sister?

"I know what's going on in your mind," Miyan continued, "but I'll tell you, I'm not a sister. ”

Jia Jianli was also hehe.

As soon as I heard that Misisi was back, I didn't go to school, so I chased him to Xilin City even more night, and then bought a plastic bench to sit here and monitor from afar.

You are from the Mi family, there are too many banknotes to count, and now you are sitting on the street, obscene like a beggar begging for food.

It's not called sister control, so what is it called?

Mi Yan didn't pay attention to Jia Chengli's meaningful eyes, and said in his heart that this guy really didn't understand.

What's wrong with sitting here?

If you can collect so many paintings of Misisi, what is it to take a few days off, and what does it matter if you sit here for a few days and nights?

This is Misisi's painting, and in a few years, he will only have to take out these ugly paintings and put them in front of her.

Hehe, the thought of her shocked, ashamed, angry expression, and the way she pounced and snatched these paintings back, Mi Yan felt amazing.

However, he is definitely not a sister control, and he has never been a sister control, this is just everyone's misunderstanding of him.

Whether it was the previous photograph of Misi, or the collection of her paintings this time, it was just a very simple way to enhance the relationship between their brother and sister.

Their father's relationship is now relatively stiff, and their generation definitely can't do that.

Seeing him looking at a painting with an unknown smile on his face, Jia Chengli's back was cold.

This boss of his is hopeless!

Now that Du Mei has reached this level and continues to develop, he is worried that he will be sent to Germany for treatment of a broken leg!

Jia Jianli felt that he couldn't think about it anymore, the boss of the division must pay attention to safety, fire prevention, theft prevention and cousin.