Chapter 57: I want to learn to draw

"Good poetry, good poetry!" The scholar exclaimed, looking at Mutilian's eyes with a hint of admiration.

Only then did Mu Tilian realize something, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Hehe, this is not a poem I wrote, but I saw it in a book." ”

The scholar was not disappointed by this, but asked excitedly, "I don't know what kind of book it is?" Can I lend it to Xiaosheng? ”

Readers have different attachments to good works.

"This ...... I'm afraid there is no way, because the book was burned as firewood. "Mutili had to make up a lie for herself, what did she just do so much?

"Alas, it's a pity, and I don't know who is so cruel, it's really infuriating." The scholar said indignantly, and his pale face was flushed.

Shi Xiuchen on the side looked like he believed that you had a ghost, in the past, Mu Tilian was really blind, not to mention that he could read and write, even if he couldn't see the words, how could he see the book, and he memorized it so well.

It's all Muti nonsense!

Shi Xiuchen is becoming more and more curious now, she seems to have a lot of mysteries on her, and people can't help but want to get close and unravel them one by one!

"However, the poem does match your drawing, and you can put it up." Mutilian said.

In this way, the painting is taken up a notch and it is easier to sell.

"This is a poem written by someone else, and Xiao Sheng mentioned it on his own painting, I'm afraid it's not good." The scholar looked embarrassed.

"It's just a reference." Muti couldn't help but laugh.

The scholar still shook his head, with a face of insistence, Mu Tilian sighed helplessly, knowing that she would have said that this was her own poem, otherwise the scholar would not accept it, how could she say her next request.

"Then read for yourself, after all, this poem is rarely worthy of your painting." Muti looked sorry.

The scholar still had a struggling look on his face.

"By the way, I don't know what Madame needs?" The scholar finally remembered that he hadn't even heard what Mu Tilian wanted to buy!

Mu Tilian coughed lightly and said, "Ahem, to be honest, I have some interest in your portrait, like if you can teach me some painting skills." ”

Shi Xiuchen looked at Mu Tilian again, and didn't understand what Mu Ti Lian was doing to learn to paint, but even if he really wanted to learn to paint, there was no need to find a stranger to teach, the point was that he was still a man!

He can teach him how to draw......

So much so that Shi Xiuchen exuded a cold aura on his body, which made the scholar shiver all the time.

The scholar trembled and glanced at Shi Xiuchen, and then at Mu Dilian, as if he understood, he was just a scholar, why did this man look like he seduced his daughter-in-law, not to mention, it was to seduce, that was not to seduce his daughter-in-law, he looked like this, how did he make his mouth? !

"Ah...... This...... This painting is not something that can be painted overnight, and even if you are a child, you can't do anything about it. The scholar quickly refused, he didn't want to die sometime.

Mu Tilian lowered her head with some regret, it seems that she still can't learn to draw, but she doesn't learn to draw, what can she do with this space!

Worry about! It's sad!