Good good!

Tianxiu!

Zhong Yue heard Zhang Xuan's shy voice and got goose bumps all over his body. He had the idea of ​​beating him up. This guy is so fucking bad.

Xue Yuan's face turned red and she felt angry with self-esteem being provoked. She turned around and walked away with her steps. She thought to herself, no one would ask for it, she would never want to see this thief again in this life!

"A Xuan."

"gentlemen……"

"You're really naughty."

“…”

As soon as Xue Yuan left, many girls who were studying painting in the hall flocked to her. Those who failed to enter the painting camp usually rely on the painters in the painting camp to pass on the torch of the painters in the painting camp, but now they have caught up with the Banquet of the Yungong Four Seas. Many painters in the Qinghui Painting camp are preparing for this carp leaping over the dragon gate. Who has the time to teach these later people?

Because of Xue Yuan's relationship, many of them were watching and not sure what happened yesterday. However, today they saw Xue Yuan actually went to find Zhong Buqi in person, and they even returned angrily. It seemed that they had lost some advantage. Those who were very thoughtful could see that Mao was coming.

It seems that under this subtle performance, this thief won.

"Mr. Not a sir, this is a consultation fee."

Zhong Yue looked up, "You..."

"I..." The girl covered her face slightly with the drawing paper she had asked for, and was a little shy.

"You've hit me before!"

The woman's eyes flashed, "No, no..."

Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows and thought to himself that this was really a turn of feng shui, "Forget it, I won't care."

"Really?"

Zhong Yue thought to himself: It seems that he has really beaten...

"Not the consultant, I always can't draw orchids well. The orchid leaves are not stretched naturally enough. What is the reason?"

Zhong Yue glanced at the crooked Lan Ye and said, "The pen is wrong, I hold it too hard."

"Then...what should......"

Zhong Yue put the silver into the box and said, "Next."

“…”

The woman said in a panic: "I...I haven't finished asking yet."

“Your consultation is over.”

The woman was obviously a good person who was not short of money, so she took out five taels of silver and slapped it on the table, "I, go ahead."

"I'm sorry, everyone set the rules, each person is limited once a day."

"this……"

The girls who were already anxious behind shouted: "Hurry up, we are all anxious behind us."

The woman returned in a bad mood. Zhong Yue sneered and refused to ask you to count my number five times.

Although he was not a petty person, this woman was the one who beat her the most fiercely that day, and always twisted his arms, which left a profound impact. She refused to admit it this time, she was really shameless.

"Not a consultant, this lotus is made of color..."

"The brightness is too heavy, so the flowers cannot bloom. I suggest you add more titanium dioxide."

The woman happily put the painting on her chest. She always kept silent when she asked the people in the painting camp. She had a wise man who could tell her in one word. She was simply a blessing and said thanking her: "Thank you, the consultant."

After saying that, he happily left with the painting.

"The flower green is used wrongly."

"This hooking thread is used for Su Mo. You must not be lazy in places where you can't be lazy. Su Mo is used for the final pen, how can you use the hooking thread?"

“…”

The problem was solved very quickly. For those who like Zhong Yue who brought together many masters to teach him carefully and Zhang Sengyou's robe, this kind of pediatric problem is not brain-free, so the tuition fee is like a free pickup. In a short while, two hundred taels of silver were already paid.

"Not-device consultant..."

Zhong Yue took a sip of tea and suddenly had a meal.

Zhang Xuan and Zhou Fang, who were collecting money beside him, also stood up.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows, "It's time to have a meal."

“…”

"Hey, I finally got it, I'm waiting for me to ask for it."

Zhong Yue was not here to do charity, and said, "It's like this today, it's early tomorrow. Axuan."

"yes."

"That one hundred and fifty taels are given to Yao, and buy some delicious food and drinks for the remaining money."

"Okay."

Zhong Yue was about to leave, but he was not going to be a consultant here for the rest of his life, so he quickly walked towards the second floor.

A group of girls who had not had time to line up suddenly became depressed.

"This person..."

"Why is this person like this!"

Zhou Fang rubbed his hands and smiled and said, "If you don't dislike me, it's okay to ask me."

"Go and go, why are you a painting boy joining in the fun? Alas, it seems like you have to queue up early tomorrow."

Those who did not get the chance suddenly scattered.

...

...

The expansion of the mall has been completed, so Zhong Yue naturally has to check the situation. Now he can't even notice the ink rhyme in his body. He doesn't know whether it is his own problem of condensed ink into the Tao or is it suppressed by cold poison.

He ran upstairs quickly, closed the door of the wing room and lay on the bed.

Aunt Lao Fu, who was observing secretly, looked puzzled, "Are you sick?"

Everyone Yao took a sip of tea and said, "You go and prepare some medicine."

"Um."

"It's ready, I'll come to me first this time."

Aunt Lao Fu was a little confused, "Do you have to condescend to him?"

"Afu, I want to try the drug."

"Okay." Aunt Lao Fu left in a little puzzled manner.

...

...

"After the mall is expanded, will the host want to open the mall page?"

"yes."

With a tingling sound, Zhong Yue found that although he could not enter the brushwork system now, the page that popped up was somewhat similar to what was in the system before.

"People attribute interface?"

Zhong Yue saw that in addition to the package bar and the mall bar, there was also an additional character attribute interface.

Zhong Yue clicked on the page.

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The clock is not a device

The realm of calligraphy: unknown

The realm of painting: unknown

Physical condition: Nine palace cold poison

Ink method: 183

Mind: 97

Light of Inspiration: 46

Brushwork: 597

****

Zhong Yue looked at it and there were still many blank equipment grids around him...
To be continued...