"My name is Zhang Xiluo, hehe, do you think this name is weird, everyone I know says so, they say why I am so beautiful, but I have such a name. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "The person who spoke was indeed a beauty as she said, with palm-sized cheeks, delicate facial features, a thin waist in a hand, a petite and lovely head, and just the right amount of humor, all made me feel bright, I looked at the person in front of me obsessively, this seems to be the last color of my life now."

"Well...... Can you paint me a portrait? You can do it, but I don't like these foreign oil paints very much, it's too messy, it's still good at home, but I can't go back. Zhang Xiluo asked by biting his lip.

"Ah, yes, yes, it happens to be my best ink painting, but it will take a little longer, don't you mind." I embarrassedly withdrew my obsessive eyes and replied as I fiddled with my drawing tools.

"It's okay, all I have now is time." Zhang Xiluo smiled faintly, but she couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes, she handed the Buddhist beads in her hand to the servant behind her, straightened her back, sat straight on the chair, and had a soft smile on her face.

"Sir, sir, are you alright, sir? Wake up! Mr! ”

The last time I saw me, my clothes were still so tattered, but this time I didn't have to fear the contemptuous eyes of the servants behind her, for I had starved to death in the streets for so long that I hadn't eaten. Artists are always like this, they are sometimes so stubborn as a bunch of aliens that they would rather starve to death on the streets than accept handouts from others, let alone do the work of serving people. And I admit that even though I am not an artist, I have never considered going out to do those low-profile jobs, which I see as the least insistence and perseverance in making art, for which I have given my life and all the possibilities in the future......

Zhang Xiluo believes in Buddhism, which can be seen from the Buddhist beads she took when she first came, and I don't have any faith, I think people with faith should be negotiable, because they have found a standard code of conduct for their lives, so Zhang Xiluo comes to visit my stall every three days is her kindness, and I buy her a picture frame in order to save money is mine......

Zhang Xiluo, the robe you covered for me is my last prosperity.

But I didn't know that when I saw you again, it was like this, maybe I should have known that there would be such a day.

"My name is Zhang Xiluo, hehe, don't you think this name is weird, everyone I know says so, they say why I am so beautiful, but I have such a name." Zhang Xiluo stood in front of me dressed in red, his face was terrifyingly white, and just as white was my brain, which could be called the upper brain.

"Hey, long time no see." I said hello awkwardly, only to find that the words made the scene even colder.

"yes, long time no see, do you work here now?"

"Well...... yes, that, you're today's guest? ”

"Yes! Since you're working here, can I ask you to paint my portrait for me? The steward here said that there would be a portrait artist to follow the whole process of painting, just now I was muttering, will I be ugly, now I met you is really good, can you help me paint? Zhang Xiluo said to herself, at this time she was not at all like what she had seen before, now she is like a child, chattering non-stop around reliable people.

"Yes, but my job here is not called a portrait artist, but a painter. Okay, then I'll go say hello to my colleague and see you later. I explained awkwardly, and then walked briskly back to the office without looking back.

"Hey, did you meet an acquaintance?" Seeing that I walked into the office with an unnatural face, the third child walked over and patted me on the shoulder and quipped, "But you should know, although our Lingyuan is loosely controlled, there are some hard rules that are not open to anyone, and I will go out for a while now, the beautiful woman in red, you can help me follow, remember not to look so obscene!" “

Sitting in the corner, I looked at Zhang Xiluo, remembered the words of the third child just now, and quickly lowered my red face, but unfortunately I looked directly at Zhang Xiluo on the drawing paper.

"Ahem, I'll go to the bathroom." I stood up and hurried out of the room, leaning against the wall and rubbing my face desperately.

"To the bathroom? May I ask Mr. Wang, as a spirit, you not only have the sense of smell, but also can go to the toilet, do you also think that you are too powerful? Wang Ge's voice came faintly in the room.