In the past few days, An Xian's comics have finally come to an eyebrow, and they are about to finish.

It's the first time I've written about this kind of subject, and I don't know if it's okay, but this time I've written humorous and funny stories, and it should be a good choice to make multiple comics.

Ahn Hyun sorted out the manuscripts on the table.

But it's not as modern as it is, and it can only be written word by word with a brush, and it took nearly two months to complete such a comic, and I spent all day writing on the table, which made me dizzy.

Fortunately, it's about to be completed.,Just need to revise and revise.,Without further ado.,You should quickly find an artist to try.,First out of those two books to see the market's reaction.。

So he pulled Qiao Yu and went towards Xue's mansion, and before he entered the door, he heard the sound of the long whip falling down, presumably Li Mingyue was playing with the whip.

"You're here, you're going to suffocate me to death these days." As soon as she saw An Xian, Li Mingyue was pleasantly surprised, and immediately pouted and ran towards An Xian.

She is still dressed in bright red, the belt is tied tightly on the left side of the body, the slender waist is unobstructed, a pair of cowhide boots on her feet, the patterns on them are very exquisite, there are colorful bracelets hanging on her wrists, a pair of beautiful eyes on her smiling face, and she holds a long whip, which looks even more heroic.

An Xian looked at this dignified princess Qiu Yu with a coquettish appearance, and couldn't help laughing: "The subordinates are all looking at you, and you don't pay attention." ”

Since Li Mingyue came to Dayao, she has been hanging out with An Xian all day long.

She couldn't get used to the pretentious appearance of those young ladies in the capital, so she always ignored them, and those young ladies were not easy to attack, so she simply stopped rushing to slap her.

No one in the Xue Mansion knew that An Xian was friendly with the princess, and her informal and lively personality was also very likable, and the big guy had long been used to it.

Li Mingyue happily held An Xian's arm: "Do you know, I'm about to suffocate to death in this mansion, Xue Yang dragged me into the palace all day long, met the queen mother today, and went to see the princess tomorrow." ”

As he spoke, he pouted again, and there was a little grievance in his flashing eyes: "You also know my character, I am good at horseback riding and archery, but I can't do it when I enter the palace to pull home!" ”

An Xian hurriedly covered her mouth: "You are straightforward, don't dare to say this!" He smiled and glared at her.

Li Mingyue looked indifferent, and shook An Xian's arm: "I see that you must have asked me for your coming today, then Xue Yang instructed me all day long, saying that you are writing a book, and told me not to disturb you." ”

rolled his watery eyes again: "Isn't it, the book is done?" ”

An Xian nodded: "As far as you are smart, this was written, and I thought that I would ask you to take me to meet the painter today." ”

"Bring it to me first, and I'll check it for you." Li Mingyue looked curious.

An Xian looked at Mingyue's lively and lovely appearance: "You are always so anxious, why don't you wait for the picture book to come out and enjoy it?" ”

"Alright then, that's what you're talking about." Saying that, he happily hugged An Xian: "You came just in time, I'm bored to death, I can finally go out for a walk." Before he finished speaking, he excitedly pulled An Xian and ran out of the door.

The overpass is very lively, the crowd is bustling, the old people and children are laughing and laughing, a peaceful scene.

Li Mingyue looked around, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "That's it, that's him." ”

An Xian looked in the direction of Li Mingyue's finger.

A thin old man was hunched on the table, holding three brushes and one in his mouth.

His placket was a mess of colorful ink, and he could vaguely see that he was wearing a blue-gray coarse cloth robe, and the pen in his hand was flying, like a swordsman dancing wildly with a sword.

"Painter Wang!" Li Mingyue pulled An Xian and the two of them forward.

The old man at the table raised his head, and his wrinkled face showed a smile: "Is the girl here again today?" ”

The old man had a gentle demeanor, and he looked relaxed and at ease, without any troubles.

Li Mingyue smiled: "It's not me today, it's the girl next to me." ”

An Xian nodded and smiled at the old man.

Before An Xian could speak, Li Mingyue hurriedly said: "This one next to me is the first female writer in Kyoto, she publishes her own books and has a bookstore, which is amazing!" ”

Hearing this, the painter looked at the sweet-looking woman in front of him seriously: "It's really unseemly, I have long heard that there is a female writer in Kyoto, named An Xian, it can't be you." ”

An Xian nodded slightly: "How can there be any name of the first female writer, Mingyue is talking nonsense, it's just a hobby, I didn't expect everyone to love it, calling me a female writer is really exalting me." ”

The old man listened to An Xian's words, and even more admired her.

In this era, women are not talented but virtuous, and how many women can write a book and open their own bookstore.

The old man's hands continued to be busy, and the colors of red, red, green, and green flew on the canvas.

An Xian opened his mouth: "I came to the flyover today to find you on purpose." ”

Painter Wang stopped writing: "What is the girl looking for me, I'm just a broken painter, what else can I do to help you?" ”

Li Mingyue heard this and hurriedly said: "Painter Wang, don't say that, you painted a portrait of me that day, I took it home, and everyone praised it, saying that there was a god in my eyes on the painting, as if I could walk down." ”

An Xian opened his mouth: "Painter Wang, I have long heard Mingyue say that you are good at painting, and I came today to ask you to draw my script into a picture book." ”

It was the first time that Painter Wang heard that someone wanted to draw a book, and looked at An Xian with a puzzled expression: "Draw a book?" I've never heard of such a request before. ”

As he spoke, An Xian looked back and motioned Qiao Yu to take out his script: "Take a look first, how is my script." ”

Painter Wang took the script with a curious look and read it carefully.

An Xian and the three of them stood aside and waited quietly.

Painter Wang sat on the stone steps, holding An Xian's script, his expression changed greatly, and his eyes revealed a novel look.

What is it? Is there such a thing in the world? "Hahaha." Painter Wang didn't care about the eyes of others at all, and laughed to himself.

Qiao Yu stood behind An Xian and said softly, "Sister An Xian, is this a drama?" ”

An Xian looked at the appearance of Wang Painter's concentration and dedication, and felt a little more confident in his heart: "I hope so." ”

After reading it, Painter Wang breathed a long sigh of relief and closed his eyes slightly.

After a long time, he got up and said, "You are really not a simple woman, I have never heard of these novel things, it turns out that the book has such a way of writing." ”

An Xian heard the praise of Master Wang and smiled: "No one wrote it before, isn't there now, today I came to ask you to paint, the whole drawing, do you think it's okay?" ”

Painter Wang bowed his head: "Your script is well written, but I have never drawn it, I'm afraid that I can't draw it well, and it won't be worthy of the plot in the book." ”

An Xian hurriedly said: "Mingyue has long praised you for the beauty of your paintings, and you can always understand what others think, so why don't you try it." ”

Painter Wang lowered his head and thought for a while: "Then I'll give him a try." ”

As he spoke, he started to use the pen, and the slender brush seemed to have life, obediently wandering around in the hands of the painter Wang, and the pen was round and smooth.

With the flow of the tip of the pen, a vivid fat doll appeared on the canvas, holding a sugar gourd on the mobile phone, and the black-spotted puppy on the side looked cute, as if it could jump out of it.

Isn't this the character in the first episode, the painting is really vivid, the child's greedy appearance, the puppy's naughty cuteness, are all shown!

The three people watching from the side looked surprised, Qiao Yu shook An Xian's arm excitedly, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled, this painter is really not simple.

An Xian looked at the painting on the table: "This is exactly the same as I thought, so let's settle it, I'll take it in half a month." ”

He added, "Three days later I will bring the money." ”

Painter Wang looked at An Xian and laughed: "The old man loves painting all his life, not for silver, but for his own heart." ”

An Xian was a little embarrassed: "It's me who is superficial, but you help me paint, I can't ask for nothing." ”

As he spoke, his eyes rolled: "Why don't you come to my library, I'll pay you the money, and you just have to paint." ”

As soon as Painter Wang heard this, his shriveled face immediately burst into a smile: "So very good, so very good!" ”

…………

At this moment, in an inconspicuous house, Mo Chao was sitting on a chair, with a gloomy face.

The cyan pillar of smoke slowly rose from the incense burner, and there was nothing to see from the outside of the house, but there was a hidden mystery inside.

There is a stack of blue-bottomed mattresses embroidered with golden pythons on the collapse of the golden silk nanmu, a complete set of purple sand tea sets are neatly placed on the table in front of the couch, and the Taishi chairs on both sides are all painted with pine, shining in the dim candlelight.

On the table next to the wall was a jade unicorn, with blood-red gems embedded in its eyes, and a slender and white hand resting on it.

Mo Chao's face was ugly: "He's here again, if he doesn't find you, I'm afraid he won't stop." ”

The slender hand was raised and put on Mo Chao's shoulder: "Didn't you say that he won't make any more moves." ”

Mo Chao was pinched very painfully, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"I, Guan Qin, ended up like this, it was all his fault, if you don't get rid of him, it's for your sake, now that he comes to me for trouble, will you help me?"

Mo Chao settled down and swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Everything I have today was given by you, naturally I am on your side, he came to me that day and asked you about your whereabouts, I didn't tell him a word, just ......"

"Just what?" Guan Qin's eyes were vicious, as if he could quench a poisonous needle.

Mo Chao said hesitantly: "He...... It seems to be aware of our relationship with the Yun family. ”

Guan Qin shook his hand and slapped Mo Chao in the face: "Waste, I don't know how many times I told you, don't have too much contact with the Yun Fan family, you are the only clean person now, if you are suspicious, who will do the outside thing?" Do you really think of yourself as a colt Changyang? ”

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth hooked up a strange smile: "If this Chao Ma is an impostor liar, what kind of eyes will the world look at him?" ”