Rows of pavilions and towers appeared on the rice paper, majestic and gorgeous. Looking at these buildings, Xu Qinglan felt familiar.

Putting down the thick pen, Qin Guan picked up a slightly thin brush and began to outline it. Soon, a lady appeared on the bridge, and then colored it. A pretty beauty wearing a princess gold jewelry appeared on the paper.

The princess stood gracefully and gracefully, wearing a red brocade robe, with white-haired fox fur on the brim and skirt. She stood in the snow and looked down at it, so beautiful that it was incomparable.

At this time, someone could not help but scream, "Wow, it's so beautiful."

"It feels like the girl in the painting is alive."

"I think those snowflakes are really flying, and the fox hair on her body is really shaking in the wind."

“…”

Xu Qinglan had already seen the person on the painting clearly and said in disbelief: "It's me!"

Hearing this, tourists looked at Xu Qinglan one after another, and some people shouted, "Oh, it's really this beauty."

"Wow, the handsome guy is so romantic about his girlfriend."

"Husband, you can draw one for me, too." A girl said, shaking her boyfriend's arm next to her.

My boyfriend was immediately embarrassed and even though he could draw a comic by himself, it would be difficult to learn a painting of this level for another 30 years.

Seeing the onlookers making noise, the stall owner and painter were a little unhappy. This young man who painted was definitely a top master. The master was most taboo to make noise when painting. He immediately glared at the tourists, put a finger on his mouth, and made a silent gesture.

The discussion of the crowd slowly stopped and began to concentrate on reading the paintings, but more and more people gathered here, with three layers inside and three layers outside blocking half of the streets that were originally not wide.

Qin Guan was not influenced by these people and continued to paint. Now, there was another character under the painting, wearing an ancient scholar's robe. Although he only had a side face, some people had seen that only one-third of the side faces could be 100% sure that the scholar in the painting was the young painter who painted in front of him.

People were surprised to find that the eyes of the beautiful girl in the palace dress on the bridge were just looking at the young scholar under the bridge, and the scholar was also looking at the beautiful girl on the bridge.

The eyes were facing each other, and the eyes of the two seemed to be communicating, and a feeling permeated in the painting.

"It's God, it's so God. Why do I feel that all the people in the painting are alive?"

"When you look at them, it really seems that you are expressing your feelings to each other."

"I think even those great Chinese painters may not be able to draw such good paintings."

"This painting is worth 10,000."

"I guess this young man will become famous in the future, and this painting is worth at least two million."

At this time, Xu Qinglan was already immersed in happiness. This painting is now a priceless treasure to her. She would not sell it no matter how much money she was given. She would have to treasure it forever because it was a testimony of their love.

Xu Qinglan was intoxicated.

Qin Guan’s method of picking up girls is almost complete.

After the painting was finished, everyone saw Qin Guan pick up a pen and wrote a sentence: "I hope your heart is like my heart and will never let down my lovesickness."

Then it was amazing. I took out a Tianhuang stone sealing platform from my pocket, dipped it on the cinnabar ink, and printed my own seal.

The stall owner and painter saw the seal in Qin Guan's hand, his eyes shone, and he was envious and sighed in his heart. The best Tianhuangstone seal is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Finally finished, Qin Guan waved to Xu Qinglan, and Xu Qinglan walked over unconsciously, "Do you like it?" Qin Guan asked.

"I like it, I like it so much." Xu Qinglan felt like she fell in love with the pool at this moment.

Looking at Qin Guan, he threw himself into his arms.

At this moment, a very destructive voice sounded, "This painter, will you sell this painting? I will pay 20,000 yuan."

Everyone looked at it and saw a middle-aged man in his forties, with a fat figure and a charming bitch next to him.

Qin Guan said lightly: "Don't sell."

"50,000." The obese middle-aged man continued to shout.

“Not selling.”

"80,000, you have no fame, this price is already very high." The fat middle-aged man shouted unwillingly.

Many people around were also amazed. They earned 80,000 in just half an hour. This young painter is really amazing.

At this time, the stall owner painter was a little unhappy. He felt that the fat man had defiled the painting in front of him and said angrily: "80,000, I tell you, from my perspective, this painting is 80,000, which is an underestimation."

Seeing that someone was upset, the fat man said unhappily: "Do you think he is Li Keran or Pan Tianshou? Well, I will pay 10,000 yuan. This price is enough to buy a painting by a well-known domestic painter."

The fat man really liked this painting.

Although he is a bit vulgar, he has a good eye for paintings.

Someone bidding means that others look down on it, and Qin Guan is not angry, but seeing that the other party is still pestering, he pointed to a bracelet on Xu Qinglan's wrist and said, "My girlfriend's bracelet is worth tens of millions."

Everyone looked at Xu Qinglan's wrist and saw a green jade bracelet on her white wrist. The fat man suddenly became silent. He really didn't have enough money.

The fat man was so uncomfortable that he muttered before leaving, "It turns out he is a tiny little girl who relies on women."

When Xu Qinglan heard the man's words, she looked at Qin Guan's dark face and laughed, "Hahahaha, Brother Guanguan, you have become a little white man, I will support you in the future."

"Just be a little bitch. Remember today, you can support me." Qin Guan also smiled.

The painting was already done, and Qin Guan was about to put it away, but the stall painter said, "This teacher, my name is Mayi. It is not convenient for you to carry it like this. I know a painting mounter. Do you want me to introduce it to you?"

Qin Guan was right when he heard this, "That's so troublesome. Tell me the address and I can go there myself."

"No, no, no, I'll take you there. Then can I invite you to have a drink?" the stall owner and painter rubbed his hands and said.

"Please?" Xu Qinglan was puzzled.

"Your painting skills are too high, I hope you can ask you for advice." Mayi looked at Qin Guan hopefully.

Qin Guan thought, anyway, he had nothing to do, so it would be better to find a place to sit.

When I came to a painting mount shop on the back street, the owner couldn't help but praise the good painting after seeing it. After three days, I took it, but it was just a matter of being stuck in Mayi's face.

The three of them came to a bar, which was very quiet and quiet. They found a place on the side and turned around and could see the stream flowing through the stone ditch behind them, which was very charming.

"Teacher Qin, which college did you graduate from and which Chinese painting master you studied under?" Mayi asked after sitting down.
Chapter completed!