At that time, I was surprised in those days, this huge garden, I heard that there are hundreds of painters living in it, and there are thousands of other idle people, etc., why is the owner of the garden reluctant to allocate a little maid to take care of me who is still sick? Later, I realized that what I thought was so beautiful, and it was good that no one treated me as a maid.

My body has not yet healed, and it has been raining continuously for the past few days, so I have hardly stepped out of the door, but when the time comes, someone will come to bring me food and medicine, and the person who delivered things is also a little girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, named Mo Qing, she calls me "sister", I asked her, "Who are you?" ”

She smiled back to me, quite proud: "I am a person in the Jade Girl's courtyard, oh, sister, you may not know much, our Jade Girl is low-key, the Jade Girl is the Jade Huanyi, she is the most outstanding in this generation of painters, no matter from any point of view, the painting garden is well known, the most valued and proudest disciple of the garden owner, when it comes to painting skills, our Jade Girl is the most promising candidate for the next garden owner." ”

"That's... Jade Girl asked you to come? I asked tentatively, Zhou Mubai didn't tell me much about the rules of the Orange Painting Garden, I didn't know anything about it, it was really embarrassing.

"Well, by the way, sister, you should know Miss Yu, right?"

"Yes... Let's live that one-sided! "It seems that Zhou Mubai and Zhou Yuanzhu don't have a good relationship, and they have a good relationship with this childhood sweetheart's Yuhuanyi.

"By the way, sister, I heard that you came from the Lingdu, or did Young Master Mubai personally recommend you." She was a little tentative.

"Ahh Yes? Says who? ”

"It's just the weekend, you were bumped into by him on the first day you came!"

"Weekend is?"

"Him!" Mo Qing couldn't help laughing, "He is the only idler in the garden, the first idler in the garden, he is the son of a distant cousin of the garden owner, it stands to reason that a little effort should be a veritable cousin young master, but he, he, just fooling around in the garden all day long, has always been the least skilled among the thousands of people in the orange painting garden." By the way, sister, if he provokes you, don't be polite! ”

In the orange painting garden, the level is ranked according to the painting skills, and the differences between people must always be there, and there must be in every aspect.

It has been raining for two days in a row, and God's eyes should be resting, otherwise they will really turn blue. My body is almost recovered, and I was about to go out for a walk, when I suddenly looked back and realized that the small courtyard and room where I lived were really a little messy, and Mo Qing was only responsible for sending me things, and it seemed that I had to do these things myself. I cleaned up the yard inside and out, and for the first time I had no experience, and my hands and face, as well as my newly changed clothes, were stained with all kinds of dust.

Before I could clean it more, there was a sound of people chirping outside the courtyard, and then the unlocked courtyard door opened, and I saw them, and they saw me.

At the front was a man, as if there was only one man in that group, I couldn't help but look at him first, he was wearing a gray robe, I couldn't see any special temperament, it is worth mentioning that his eyebrows are quite similar to Zhou Yuan's master, there is no doubt that he is that weekend.

When I glanced at the people around him, they were already laughing in unison. I took a slight look at my slightly funny appearance and laughed.

On the weekend, he led the crowd in and called me quite enthusiastically: "Aru! ”

"You know me?"

"It's not just that I know, they're all here to see you."

"Look at me? What do I have to look at? I muttered to myself.

"Miss Xin, he said that you were the person recommended by Young Master Mu Bai to the garden master personally!" I didn't know their names before they started babbling.

"The person recommended by Young Master Mu Bai, his attainments in painting must be not shallow, I don't know what level of painting skills you are now, Miss Xin?"

"I..."

"Xiao Baizhou was a sensation back then, and Young Master Mubai's hidden thing is still talked about today."

"If it weren't for Young Master Mu Bai entering the palace, the girls of the Orange Painting Garden would definitely have hope in the garden now."

"That's right, if Young Master Mu Bai is still here, he will definitely be the hottest painter in the whole rain."

"Have you forgotten to think beautifully? Young Master Mu Bai and Miss Yu have a marriage contract, even if they don't enter the palace, they won't be able to take the turn of others. ”

"That's right, Miss Xin..."

"Just call me Aru!" I can hear it in the clouds, Zhou Mubai was only twelve or thirteen years old when he entered the palace, and it has been nearly eight years, and they can still talk about it.

"Okay, then Aru, Young Master Mubai has also won the crown this year, we haven't seen each other for a long time, can you give us a picture, and let us see the demeanor of Young Master Mubai today?" It turned out to be this meaning, and finally someone brought it up, who came to see me, obviously they all came for Zhou Mubai.

How old was Zhou Mubai when he left, and he could harvest so many little fans?

"Sisters, didn't you say you were going to come and see the new girl? Why did you get involved with Mubai as soon as you came! "The weekend was crowded between me and them," the owner of the garden said that she was a distant relative, and she was in the Lingdu, so she was recommended by Xiaobai, isn't it, Aru! ”

He walked up to me with a smile, and stretched out his not-so-clean sleeve to wipe my face, "Aru, even if I am allowed to do these rough jobs in the future, I will live..."

"You're here again on the weekend, Aru is just a scoundrel, you ignore him."

"yes, you didn't know when you first arrived." The girl who spoke was a little taller, and she screwed her ears on the weekend, and he screamed in pain, "Grandma, I was wrong, don't make such a big vinegar smell!" ”

"Still vinegar? Sisters, let him know what it feels like to know what it feels to be sour. ”

Later, someone asked me if I had seen Zhou Mubai, and I replied yes, they all repeatedly asked me for Zhou Mubai's portrait, but I couldn't bear them, so I had to agree, and agreed to let them observe it three days later.

In my impression, a good painter should be inclined to a demure temperament, only by sinking down, can create a masterpiece, but these people who came today are quite lively and cheerful, words, there are really a lot, chatted all morning, they one after another, the mouth has not stopped, I am not quiet, but not a talker.

I really can't talk like this, and I didn't know later that this is also going to have a future.