In front of Xiaobai, Meng Junyao always likes to play a dull and ungrateful look, and wants to teach her to give up when she is in trouble.

Unfortunately, she has always been like a warrior and has moved forward bravely.

When she picked up the chopsticks, Meng Jun thought that Xiaobai also loved to eat fish very much. She was not around and ate it alone, and the taste was obviously much worse.

I hope Xiaobai can find the true emperor who will accompany her to eat fish, accompany her to be happy, and accompany her to spend every important moment in her life.

At this time, someone knocked on the door, and it was Lao Li next door.

Although Lao Li's family is not rich, they live a happy life. Sometimes when his family cooks something delicious, they even come to give Meng Junyao some.

Of course, Teacher Meng often does not charge tuition fees to teach his son to draw.

What I sent today was a bundle of green onions from Zhangqiu, Shandong.

This onion is rare. One piece is about 1.6 meters long, which is as tall as an adult. It is a specialty of Zhangqiu.

"I'm just eating alone and the whole family is not hungry. Why can I use so many onions?"

Old Li held his ear mysteriously: "Don't you often say, 'There are mountains outside the mountain and there are people outside the mountain. I, Meng Junya, are you a bundle of onions?' I will give you a bundle of onions, you are the most awesome onions!"

"Hahaha, Lao Li, you are so joking."

After Lao Li left, Meng Junyao held the bundle of onions and smiled and said to himself: "No matter how awesome it is, at best, it is just a green onion. I ate it with the fried eggs!"

After rummaging through the refrigerator, I couldn't find the eggs. Meng Junyao had to sway downstairs again, planning to go to the vegetable market not far away to buy eggs.

"I'll eat your cannon!"

"I will bring your army!"

At the entrance of the corridor, two old men were fighting on the chessboard in a dark and hard to part with.

Meng Junyao, a senior chess enthusiast, naturally had to squeeze in and observe the international situation, express his feelings from time to time, and give some advice on the country, but it is not certain whether anyone listens to him.

I didn't find much sense of existence, and Meng Junyao was so happy that he didn't mind. Seeing that it was getting late and the vegetable market was about to close, so I might as well do the business as soon as possible.

When I came to the stall selling eggs, I didn’t see an adult. There was only a girl who looked like she had just started elementary school lying on the table to do her homework. She was wearing a super mini desk lamp, the kind that was used to use a battery, and the light was very dim.

"Where is your mother?"

"She has a fever, so she goes to the pharmacy to buy some medicine and will be back soon. Do you want to buy eggs?"

The little girl's crisp voice and very sensible look.

"Oh, it's not easy to do some business," said Meng Junyao. "Miss, this light is too dark and hurts your eyes. You can write it when you go home."

"I'm also the same light when I go home. My mom said it saves electricity. Uncle, how many eggs do you want to buy?"

Meng Jun thought about it and said, "I'll buy it later."

After saying that, he turned around and went to the stall on the other side to buy stationery, and wholesale 12 such mini desk lamps and a large bundle of batteries. When he came back, he gave them to the little girl who was doing homework: "Open it all and brighten it up, pay attention to protecting her eyes."

The little girl is still young, and she only knows that the light is bright and she is very happy, so she continues to do her homework.

Meng Junyao did a good job and was in a good mood. He hummed a little song and returned home: "Hey, I seem to have forgotten something, what's going on? Look at my brain."

When I walked to the kitchen, I saw the bundle of green onions on the ground, he suddenly remembered: Oh, eggs, I forgot to buy eggs, what did I do this trip!

The vegetable market will definitely be closed now, forget it, let’s go there again tomorrow.

He painted the image of Xiaobai until midnight. Even if his mind became more and more forgetful, he would not forget this girl.

After reaching this point, Meng Junyao simply put on his clothes and smoke, and went to the nearby bar.

The bar is divided into two parts. The area close to the stage is noisy and the sound is loud, while the sound is much quieter away from the stage.

The guests there are not very elegant, they are just alone, or are having a tryst, and do some undescribable actions.

Meng Junyao just wanted to drink a bottle of wine today and left, so he went to the quiet place.

An uncle sitting alone at the next table looked at him for a while and came over to ask if he would mind sitting together.

Meng Junyao is naturally unrestrained and likes to make friends all over the world. Unfortunately, those who judge people by their appearance and money by their money are all looking down on him.

And he would refuse anyone who came to the door: "Please sit down."

The man said, "Friend, I am a man who speaks more straightforwardly. Don't blame me if I have any offense."

"If you want to say anything, please tell me."

"I look at my brother's face, it seems like he is depressed and unsuccessful. Am I right?"

Meng Junyao slapped his thigh: "It's amazing, brother is right! What should I call you?"

"My surname is Tie, and everyone calls me Laotie."

So Meng Junyao and Lao Tie drank all night, and they were as heart-warming as if they had been old friends for many years.

When it was dawn, Meng Junyao began to walk home, his mind full of what Lao Tie said.

Lao Tie used to run a cultural company, but although he no longer works in this industry, he still has quite some experience in the operation of the calligraphy and painting industry.

He said that whether a painter can become famous is not only a matter of the level of the painting, but more importantly, how to package, promote and carry out capital operation.

For example, ancient painters became famous mainly because of officialdom.

What kind of official position or what kind of official position you rely on, becoming famous is a natural thing.

Xu Xhong, who became famous in the painting of horses, paid special attention to newspapers back then. If he didn't find his name in the newspaper for a week, he would be unhappy because he knew the importance of maintaining his appearance rate.

Lao Tie said that what makes Xu Beihong even more powerful is that he can have relationships. He runs schools and mixes with people with social influence, so his fame depends largely on public opinion.

There are also Zhang Xqian and Chen Xfei, both painters launched by capital operations. They have established a considerable team of collectors, and collectors will enhance the reputation of painters in various ways.

Therefore, it is far from enough to just bury your head in painting.

Meng Junyao reflected on himself and never looked at the other person's status when making friends, so he still has no friends with prominent identities.

There is no way to talk about capital operation, because I don’t have two dollars at all and can’t be called capital.

More importantly, he was not interested in these twists and turns, nor had the ability to speak to others or speak to others. It seemed that he could only continue to be depressed and unsuccessful...

He saw a news online - the National Art Gallery is going to hold a public art exhibition, and ordinary people are welcome to submit articles. There is no need to pay any fees, and the selection process is fair, just and open. The selected works can not only be exhibited in Gome for half a year, but also professionals will also package and promote the painters.

Meng Junyao's eyes lit up. Has my chance come?

So, what should I draw to send it to the competition?

It is best to be unforgettable, first of all, it must be something that impresses oneself...

Speaking of which, Xiaobai returned home with his face covering that day, soap, soap, facial cleanser and even detergent. He could not erase the words on his face without any washing, but she was frightened.

God, what kind of high-tech ink is this written in!

It makes sense for someone to tattoo the mother-in-law to write. I am disfigured by the words "Wushan's Woman"!

Suddenly I remembered that I would go to Yi’s new kindergarten tomorrow morning to report, and I was so scared that my spine became cold.

Kindergarten teachers who appear like this will definitely be swept out and then go to social news, right?

On the other hand, Wushan thought to herself, she didn’t want to lose a building to her by betting. Do you know how much the market price is?

This stupid Xiaobai either has too long brain circuit or has water in his brain. Maybe she has already thought about the smell now, and she may regret it more.

Wushan thought again that it was only a matter of minutes to deal with women by himself, and it didn’t take any effort to deal with them. Many times, even if he just stood there, he had already done it by his appearance.

The words "Women in Wushan" are priceless, and no one is crying and wanting it?

But this little white is different from those women. If you want to win her heart within a month, you must treat it with special treatment and give it to your preferences.

So what does this novice care about?

It's nothing more than a welfare home, and the way to please her is best has nothing to do with money.

As he thought about it, Wushan remembered that he had received news that Xiaobai squatted on the ground and played with a stray dog ​​for a long time, and also took bread and other things from his bag for it to eat. The doting expression at that time was no different from that of his own child.

Wushan thought that she liked animals and children so much, so it was impossible to give a child to her for the time being, but it was okay to give a dog to this girl with a lot of love.

His emotional intelligence is growing rapidly under the guidance of Xiaobai, a human soul engineer.

So Wushan said sweetly to the artificial intelligence system in the car: "Check the nearby pet shop."

"Yes," Tiantian asked again, "Mr. Wu, what are you going to buy and who do you want to give?"

"That's all the talk?"

"No, I have to check according to your needs. For example, if you need to buy animals for women, you have to consider how big her family is and how big a small animal is, and then I will check where there is a product."

Wushan thought, she was right. Xiaobai's family is so small, and it is definitely not suitable for large dogs. It is best to be a small dog that doesn't have to go out for a walk, so he said: "Dog, the smaller the better."

"clear."

After a few seconds of inquiry, Tiantian turned around and went to a pet store.

In a short while, Wushan came out with a teacup dog in his palm.

The dog's figure is really as big as a teacup, and it is a furry piece in his hand.

Except for the belly, the fur in other places is light gray, with round and bright eyes, and the wet little nose rubbing weakly on people's hands, making small whimpers.

The pet shop owner said that although this paparazzi was just born, he was almost that large in his life.

Wushan frowned and held this little thing in front of his nose and looked at it. He thought, when a girl saw it, she would definitely cry and shout that she would be cute, and she could not let go of her love. However, Bai Yunnuan was quite strange, and she might have amazing actions again.
To be continued...