Facing Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming, a black-bellied couple.

Ding Zhenyan, a little wolf cub who had just debuted, had to obediently finish drawing, hide the two contracts, and leave unwillingly and happily.

Unwillingly, in the end, he did not win Uncle Zhang's right to sell paintings and calligraphy.

Of course, the joy is that with so many recipes that can be turned into wealth, his career as a business tycoon can go further.

On the way, the sixth son looked at his young owner, who suddenly became cheerful, and his eyes were full of suspicions.

But no matter how he knocked on the side, Ding Zhencai was silent.

Just kidding, I promised my uncle that I wouldn't let anyone outside me know about it, so how could I tell my sixth son immediately when I went out?

What's more, when he got these formulas today, he didn't think about taking them out and using them immediately.

Instead, prepare for one or two new dishes when the trend of lo-mei is about to subside.

For the time being, it is enough to leave Yaxianju as it is.

The Zhang family finally sent Ding Zhen's master and servant away, and Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming both exhaled a long breath.

Back in the house, Feng Yin squinted at the man next to him: "What do you mean by Yukungang?" ”

Originally, she hadn't paid attention to the name, but when she watched them draw them, Feng Yin recognized those words.

That's why it's a question now.

Zhang Yiming chuckled: "A name used in the modern calligraphy and painting world is taken from the thousand-character text 'Jade out of Kungang'. ”

"Have we been in contact online?"

Feng Yin still has some impressions of the words 'Yukungang'.

It's just that the time is a little long, and Feng Yin is a little uncertain.

Zhang Yiming touched his nose, his eyes fluctuated slightly, but he still answered truthfully:

"Well, about two years ago from our accident, because of a picture I drew of Sun Simiao collecting medicine, you contacted me through an acquaintance on behalf of your group."

The key is that the screen name she used at that time was exactly - Yin Yin Ohyan.

This is also the reason why he was distracted when he saw those words earlier.

"Ah~ha~, I remembered."

After he said this, Feng Yin couldn't help gritting his teeth, raised his hand and pointed at the man in front of him, "It's you, it turns out to be you." ”

"Yinyin, don't be angry."

Zhang Yiming looked at her gritting teeth, his heart was so weak that he hurriedly reached out to grab her hand, "Listen to my explanation." ”

"Explain what?"

Feng Yin withdrew her hand, her eyes narrowed dangerously, "How high you were at that time, how cold and noble you were, and you didn't eat the fireworks of the world." ”

"It's not groaning."

Zhang Yiming took a step forward, clenched her little hand with quick movements, and smiled flatteringly, "At that time, I didn't know that it was you on the other side of the network." ”

He would have known that the netizen opposite was his love at first sight, and he would have personally sent her the painting to please her.

How could it be cheaper for that grandson later?

Now it's okay, being turned out by love at first sight for this old account really kills him.

"You let go."

Feng Yin's hand was clenched by him, she struggled dissatisfiedly, and lowered her voice to sneer, "At that time, you were as proud as a star in the sky, ethereal and unpredictable. ”

"What's the matter with catching me now?"

Zhang Yiming smiled bitterly: "Yinyin, I wanted to know that the person opposite was you that day, and I promised to send the painting to you in person." ”

"Don't get angry, okay? Now that I think about missing you at the time, I regret dying. ”

Feng Yin: "Hmph! Then you regret it, I don't care anyway. ”

"Do you know that in order to buy your painting, the company gave me a death order, so that I must take it, otherwise I will not have a share in the promotion opportunity."