Shenhao starts from fishing

The little girl is about seven or eight years old. She is wearing a black, white and grey checkered princess dress. Her shoulder-length hair seems to be perm, slightly curled, and the top of her head is decorated with a beautiful pink bow, and the little one is very cute, blinking With big eyes, she looks like a princess.

Seeing Ding Shuo smiling and looking at herself, she looked back at her grandfather with a small face, and timidly sat down on the folding stool, and then placed her two small hands on her knees uneasy.

"Hehe, don't be so nervous, relax!"

While speaking, Ding Shuo glanced at the little girl behind him. The old man with red nose wearing gray Tang suit and short sleeves felt that the other person was familiar.

After thinking about it carefully, it suddenly came to light.

The old man came to the gallery half a month ago to buy paintings. It seems to be the initiator of Yuanfeng Charity and the honorary dean of a nursing home.

So he nodded at the old man, brushed the pencil in his hand a few times, outlined the little girl's appearance on the A4 paper, then raised his eyes and smiled and said to the little girl: "Little sister, if you can laugh, it would be better."

The little girl grinned, just at the age of changing her teeth, her teeth were a bit incomplete, but this did not affect her cuteness.

"Very good!" Ding Shuo finished the little girl's sketch with dozens of continuous strokes.

"Fame +1..."

"Fame +1..."

"Fame +1..."

...

"It's really not bad."

"good job!"

"I've seen this kind of street art, specializing in portraits of people, but it's really rare to paint so well and so quickly."

"Mama, I also want to learn painting, and I will be like my brother when I grow up."

"Study, I'll report to you for class tomorrow Ma Ma..."

Facing the praise of passers-by, Ding Shuo felt happy.

It's just that he didn't know that, since incorporating the essence of Master Hagol's technique, his sketches have already reached the point of perfection, and it is not surprising that they can shock passers-by.

Even the highly accomplished tutors of Qinghe Academy of Fine Arts who happened to pass by here would look at Ding Shuo with admiration.

After Ding Shuo finished the little girl’s sketch, he didn’t rush to hand her the picture. Instead, he changed a piece of paper and drew another "photograph" of her and her grandfather at a dazzling speed. Passed the painting together.

"Thank you brother." The moment the little girl caught the painting, she showed her purest smile.

"You're welcome!" Ding Shuo smiled and narrowed his eyes. There were more and more passers-by watching. Some people curiously came to watch the excitement, and some people saw a picture of one dollar each, and they didn't have to wait too long, so they lined up quietly. At last.

Liu Yuanfeng, an old man with a red nose, handed the little girl a hundred-yuan bill: "Ruyi, put the money in the box for brother."

"Hmm!" The little girl happily took the money and dropped it into the cardboard box with the advertisement.

Ding Shuo smiled: "The old gentleman is too polite, not so much."

"Not much! Can you give me these two paintings and sign your name?" Liu Yuanfeng asked.

"Of course." Ding Shuo signed the two paintings with his name and date, and handed it to Liu Yuanfeng: "The old man has time to come to Mu Yuxuan for tea. I recently got a few more paintings."

Liu Yuanfeng's eyes lit up: "Okay, I will definitely go there when I have time. Hurry up. I'll leave first. Ruyi, goodbye to my big brother."

"Goodbye, big brother!" Xiao Ruyi said timidly.

"Well, goodbye." Ding Shuo waved his hand towards the little girl. He looked at the people in the line and took out his mobile phone to take a look. Only then was he shocked to find that a line of small characters floated on the screen.

"Fame +1..."

"Fame +200..."

"Fame +1..."

what's the situation?

Just now, my fame actually increased by 200?

Could it be that the old man...

Ding Shuo raised his eyes to look at the two men, only to find that their backs had been completely blocked by the fans who had surrounded them.

Did you complete task 1 so easily?

In this case, there is no need to continue painting.

Ding Shuo worried that the hand holding the pen would really not be able to lift up tomorrow.

He didn't want to be jokes by Gao Zirui's bastard pointing his nose: "Da Shuo, why can't you lift it up?"

Thinking of this, Ding Shuo had to put his hands together and said to the onlookers with apologetic expression: "I'm really sorry everyone, I will draw the girl in the blue dress at the end of the line tonight. Don't continue to line up. "

Unexpectedly, before his words fell, he caused strong dissatisfaction among the fans onlookers.

"What time is this? How many more pictures? I'll pay ten dollars!"

"That is, I am willing to pay twenty."

"I'm out of fifty, draw a picture for me and my wife, the drawing is a little exaggerated, the kind she put me in her mouth..."

"How to contain?" A passerby asked with a black face.

"Go to your uncle, where do you want to go? It's the kind that she opened her mouth and I sat on her tongue, trying to eat me..."

"Brother, will you come back tomorrow? I admire you so much, can I increase your prestige?"

"Tomorrow, I'm not so sure..." Ding Shuo selectively answered the other party.

As for prestige, I'm sorry, but girls with less than 70 points at first glance will not be added.

Next, Ding Shuo drew five more pictures in a row, then took a sip of mineral water, and said without raising his head, "Next."

"Hehehe, it's finally my turn, oh shit..."

The sixth man fell into a big butt before he could sit still.

He rubbed his butt and looked angrily at the tattooed man who was picking up the folding stool with his toes behind him. Before waiting for "Who are you so special?" he blurted out his anger, he was abruptly held back.

The other party was naked, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth and a dark vest on his shoulders.

And his tattoos are also very special. The skinny body is tattooed with fleshy skin, and the 3D pattern of the bones can be seen clearly. A fierce and fierce snake spit out a red letter from the bloody wound, looking very disgusting.

Behind the tattooed man, there were also a few youths who looked bad.

When they appeared, the crowds around were immediately scared away by half.

Even the man who fell a fart got up from the ground in a desperate manner, and hid in the crowd without daring to put a fart.

"Next, why did you stop?" The tattooed man held a cigarette, raised his chin, and looked at Ding Shuo with provocative and contemptuous eyes.

Ding Shuo stared at each other's eyes blankly: "The work is over today, if you want to paint, come back another day..."

"You will be numb another day!" The tattooed man kicked over the money box, scraping the change everywhere.

Ding Shuo frowned slightly, from the moment the opponent appeared, he guessed the identity of the opponent.

The tattooed man stared at Ding Shuo viciously: "Didn't you say that you want to trouble you again and let me come out in person? Labor and capital are here!"

Click!

Ding Shuo squeezed the pencil in his hand and stared at the opponent's eyes coldly: "Are you Lin Kun?"

"It's the old..."

Ding Shuo rushed forward without waiting for the other party to finish speaking.

It is said that hitting someone does not slap the face, but if the other person is not a person, it doesn't matter.

He grabbed the other person by the hair and looked at that arrogant face with one punch, two punches, and three punches!

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