Ao Gong opened his eyes and said, "It's okay." ”

Tie Hongyan said: "You continue to close your eyes and remember, it's better to calm yourself down." ”

Ao Gong closed his eyes again.

After You Xiang Ming finished studying the ink, Ao Gong opened his eyes and began to draw.

Although he had forced himself to calm when he closed his eyes, when he remembered that it was the man who had threatened him to sell blankets, his heart was startled again, and the first stroke trembled.

Seeing the crooked handwriting on the paper, he was a little more afraid, worried that he would be said on the spot that he deliberately did not draw well. His worries were right, before the first stroke was finished, he heard You Xiangming's words.

"We give you such a large amount of payment, I will personally give you the ink, you painted like this as soon as you came up, did you really mean it?" You Xiang asked.

Tie Hongyan gave You Xiangming a look and motioned for him not to scare him anymore.

Ao Gong said: "It's really not! ”

Tie Hongyan said to Ao Gong: "You draw yours, there is nothing to be afraid of." If we look at you and you don't feel comfortable, we don't look at you. ”

Ao Gong listened to it and became a little more down-to-earth, and said: "That's not necessary, I will draw without shaking my hands." ”

You Xiangming approached Tie Hongyan and whispered to her, "He won't be looking for an excuse to refuse to paint, right?" ”

Tie Hongyan said: "I don't see it. Don't worry, you'll find out in a moment. ”

Ao Gong thought of the man who threatened him to sell blankets, remembered the scene when he had treated him badly before, and his anger burned in his heart, and his fear of him would be dispelled somewhat. He thought of the first time the man threatened him, and he felt that he was very unlucky, and then the man who threatened him to sell blankets did not let him do those very risky things, and he often felt that the man did not treat his life as human life at all, but only used him as a tool. Recalling the feeling of daring to be angry and not daring to speak when he was bullied before, the suppressed hatred in his heart burst out again, and this rapid outburst of hatred washed away a large part of the previous fearful feelings. His hand finally stopped shaking, and he put pen to paper steadily, showing the image of the man he remembered threatening him to sell blankets. After painting some places, he began to write down some words in such detail that he even hoped that it would not be long before he would no longer need to continue selling blankets.

After a while, he handed the piece of paper on which the portrait was drawn to Tie Hongyan, "Distinguished guest, I have drawn everything I can draw, and I have written everything I can write." ”

Tie Hongyan hadn't looked at the painting yet, so he first stared at his eyes and tested him: "Guarantee it's all real?" ”

Ao Gong didn't look away, looked directly into Tie Hongyan's eyes, and replied solemnly: "Of course! Absolutely! ”

Tie Hongyan sensed that he was speaking very sincerely, so he moved his gaze to the portrait. It doesn't matter if she looks at it, she found that Ao Gong's painting style is a little similar to Tie Jinjue, although Ao Gong's painting level is indeed not high, far from being comparable to Tie Jinjue.

She asked Ao Gong, "Have you ever learned to draw?" ”

Ao Gong said: "I didn't have a formal study, when I was a child, my mother painted, I just painted casually under the guidance of my mother, but I didn't keep learning, so the level is not good, the painting is not very similar, but I really paint seriously." ”

Tie Hongyan asked, "Can you tell Ling Tang's name?" ”

"Ah, even this is what you want to ask?" Ao Gong was stunned.

You Xiangming said: "What, don't you know or don't want to say it?" ”