"Your level is simply killing a chicken and using a magnificent knife to carry out dimensional reduction attacks. No wonder you are excluded!"

Liu Xiaojie asked around and couldn't get the guests, so he simply proposed to draw a color powder painting for Zhou Yang. The so-called color powder painting is to paint with colored chalk, which is more realistic and more difficult than ordinary black and white sketches.

However, Liu Xiaojie's basic skills are obviously very solid. In less than half an hour, he completed a vivid work. Although Zhou Yang is not a professional, he can also see his roommate's level at a glance, which is more than the colleagues next to him.

"After all, I have learned to draw since I was a child. They are just two knives and have not received professional art education. If I can't even compare with them, it would be too embarrassing." Liu Xiaojie looked down on the peers next to him and said disregardlessly.

Although it was just a casual work, Liu Xiaojie also completed it meticulously. After putting down the coloring stick, he turned his head and took out a small steel bottle from his backpack.

This is the spray of fixed painting liquid. He gently shook the bottle, then evenly sprayed a layer of fixed painting liquid on the toner painting, and finally put the drawing paper into the picture frame to complete the entire process of a work.

"I can imagine that after waiting a few years, after the domestic overseas army arrives in the United States, you professional painters will not only draw faster and better than these street painters, but also cheaper if necessary. This will completely destroy the market!" Zhou Yang shook his head with a smile.

Few people in the United States who specialize in art study go to the streets and need to survive by selling paintings. After all, it is not Picasso and Van Gogh's era. Even if your paintings cannot be entered into the gallery, you can still draw illustrations, comics, or even art design.

The painters who really sell flowers on the streets of New York were basically new immigrants. In the past, they were mainly Latin American painters, but then there were more and more Chinese people. In the 1990s, Eastern European painters would also join the battlefield.

"I hope to have more domestic colleagues so that everyone can join forces to keep warm so that they will not be bullied. This place in the United States is very realistic, and often it depends on its fists to speak." Liu Xiaojie sighed.

"I remember the Metropolitan Museum is right next to Central Park. Are you thinking about setting up a stall there?" Zhou Yang suddenly changed the topic.

"How could I never think that if I could go there, the business would be at least twice as good. But there is a famous tourist attraction in New York, with many tourists and police coming very hard. We need the enemy to advance and we retreat to fight guerrillas.

I am not the kind of person who can watch the eyes and listen to all directions. When I start writing, I can easily calm my mind. Even if the police come in front of me, I may not be able to react.

So in the end, I decided not to cause trouble for myself, just be safe and sound!" Liu Xiaojie said helplessly.

"If you are brave enough, I have a way to try it!" Zhou Yang smiled mysteriously.

"Really? What's the solution?" Liu Xiaojie was stunned for a moment, and then immediately asked.

"Have you heard of the First Amendment to the U.S. Constitution?"

"No."

"Simply put, any laws and regulations that hinder religious freedom, freedom of speech, freedom of press and freedom of assembly are invalid."

"I don't understand what you mean?"

"Reporters use pens to express their opinions, and painters like you, brushes are the way you express your thoughts. So theoretically, you have the right to express your thoughts in any public place in New York, using drawings.

If the New York police arrest you or issue a ticket to you, it is an interference in freedom of speech and an unconstitutional act!" Zhou Yang explained in detail.

"Since it's all unconstitutional, why do the New York police still dare to do this?" Liu Xiaojie still didn't understand.

"Because no one went to the court to appeal! For example, if you, if I don't mention it today, you have never heard of the First Amendment. And those people around you, do you think they are proficient in American law?

Why do American lawyers make money? It’s because American laws are too complicated and ordinary people can’t figure it out at all.” Zhou Yang said with a smile.

"Do you know a gold medal lawyer who is willing to help us sue for free?" Liu Xiaojie didn't think his roommate was teasing him, so he quickly reacted.

"What do you think? People don't make any money for consulting fees of hundreds of dollars a hour. They come to help you with a lawsuit for free. How can there be so many good things about falling pies in the sky!" Zhou Yang shook his head.

Liu Xiaojie didn't interrupt, but waited for Zhou Yang to continue explaining.

"Gold medal lawyers look down on such lawsuits that are not very beneficial because they do not lack money-making cases. But it is not certain that they are not famous. Such unconstitutional cases are the easiest to attract social attention."

"Since that's the case, why haven't the opportunity to become famous yet for so many lawyers in New York?"

"I guess on the one hand, it's because street painters are a relatively marginal group. Lawyers also need to make money to support their families. Whoever has no time will pay attention to a group of poor people.

As for a more important aspect, constitutional lawsuits are not that easy to fight. After all, like you usually go out to the streets to draw, are you really expressing a certain point of view?

Come on, you just want to make money! The lawyer wants to help you turn black into white. Do you think it is that easy?"

"Haha, I feel like I'm almost a reactionary."

"Although the profession of lawyers makes money in the United States, it also makes many Americans hate it. They can always turn black and white and confuse right and wrong, which is similar to the litigation sticks in ancient my country."

The reason why Zhou Yang thought of the First Amendment to the US Constitution was because he remembered that before he traveled through time, he saw a short video of an American internet celebrity named Jerry Guo selling T-shirts on the streets of New York.

If you just sell ordinary T-shirts, you naturally need to apply for a license like other street vendors.

But if you print a slogan on your T-shirt, such as "Wear A Mask", it is expressing your political demands, which falls under the category of freedom of speech and the police cannot ban you at will.

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"Hi, Reese, are you free in the evening? Can you ask the beautiful lady to have dinner together?"

"Charlie Zhou? That Asian boy, I thought you threw my phone number into the trash after you left that day!"

"How is that possible! You know, I'm just a deliveryman. I have to save money first before I dare to call and invite you to dinner!"

"Really? Did you booked three Michelin stars?"

"Are you praising my cooking skills as good as a Michelin chef? Reese, you really have vision!"

"Haha, you are such a narcissistic bastard! I have to work overtime tonight and I don't have time to go to your house to be a guinea pig."

"This is just a joke. I really treat you to dinner tonight and give you a gift!"

"I'm also serious, I'll be free after nine o'clock tonight."

"Then wait until you get off work, please have a drink, there is something to talk about!"

...

If Zhou Yang had known many New York lawyers before traveling through time. After all, in a country like the United States with extremely high litigation risks, the signing of each contract requires the participation of lawyers throughout the process.

In addition, Zhou Yang usually encounters any trouble in New York, whether it is a business or a private matter, his first idea is whether to consult a lawyer first.

But back in 1980, Zhou Yang had only been traveling through time for half a month. No matter in terms of time or money, he could not support him to establish connections with lawyers so quickly.

Fortunately, he didn't get anything at all. At least he took advantage of the opportunity to deliver food before and got the phone number of Reese, the beauty front desk of Davi Law Firm.
Chapter completed!