Chapter 82

inside the room.

In just six minutes, several people thoroughly experienced Shu Fu's painting skills.

one word.

Clothes!

That's awesome!

Shu Xianxian's eyes lit up.

She also had a teacher before, but compared with the cousin in front of her, the teacher she thought was very powerful suddenly felt so weak!

speed.

Skill.

They are all incomparable with Shu Fu.

Especially the ability to fix the picture with one glance, he only took one look at Bu Xiaoling during the whole process, and then immersed himself in the painting throughout the whole process.

This memory is beyond human reach.

"Wow!"

"Brother, you are amazing, Xianxian, you are so lucky to have such a brother."

"so beautiful!"

Bu Xiaoling laughed happily.

When Shu Fu was painting, there were still some artistic processing, such as those eyes, which were so beautiful that she felt a little deeply in them.

pretty!

The characters are full of aura, and for a while, I can't put it down.

The two girls kept amazed.

. . .

aside.

Shu Zheng took a deep breath.

He has completely believed in the fact that Shu Fu opened a shop and earned 10,000 to 20,000 a month.

This craftsmanship cannot be faked.

He gave a thumbs up and praised: "Amazing!"

To achieve this, in addition to hard work, you must have talent.

At this time.

Yang Lan also heard the voice, went upstairs, after hearing the reason, she was surprised when she saw the painting, and Shu Zheng explained Shu Fu's opening of the shop.

"What?"

"Opening a shop?"

"A monthly income of tens of thousands?"

Yang Lan felt incredible.

A young man, a master of painting skills.

It seems that it is impossible to think of Shu Fu's ideas. He has his own business in China, with outstanding abilities, and his future is limitless.

. . .

After the surprise.

Shu Fu was dragged by Shu Xianxian to ask questions.

"Brother", she called out a little less vigorously than before, and she had already begun to admire the cousin she met on the first day.

"Brother, I always feel that I am not good at composition, how can I improve?"

"..."

"The way you draw your eyes..."

"..."

Shu Fu carefully explained that in two days, at most, he could lay the foundation for Shu Xianxian.

Want to make big progress.

hard work.

talent.

Indispensable.

"Okay, your brother has been tired all day, let him rest early." It was late, Yang Lan came up and said.

"oh."

. . .

take a shower.

in the guest room.

After everyone else fell asleep, Shu Fu locked the door with his backhand, and came to Qiheng Mountain in a flash.

Helping in the first half of the night, and engraving in the second half of the night, the work is piled up there, and the less you do, the less you do.

the next day.

early morning.

After watching the sunrise in the infinity pool, return to the earth.

After breakfast, I saw that many people had already driven out. Although they didn't have to pick the glue themselves, they did deliver the glue themselves.

Tractors are mainly used to pull small oil tanks to the factory, and pickup trucks are used for replenishment and transportation.

car?

It is a luxury here, not expensive, but not very useful. It is a dangerous thing to show off your wealth in a foreign country or a remote island.

finish breakfast.

"I'm going to deliver the glue, and I'll be back later."

"Be careful on the road."

"..."

Shu Zheng drove away in the pickup.

See here.

Shu Fu asked the guards to keep an eye on it. After yesterday, when the guards arrived, they didn't find anything, so they could only look at it today.

. . .

"Look, this is drawn by Shu Xianxian's brother, it's amazing."

"nice."

"pretty."

"..."

Bu Xiaoling took his own portrait and showed it to everyone in the community, not to promote Shu Fu's skills, but to let everyone see himself.

Beautiful!

Soon, everyone also knew about Shu Fu's existence and his superb painting skills.

They all gathered around.

Very enthusiastic.

"Young man, so handsome! Do you have a girlfriend?"

"..."

"Where is my family? Mingshan City? I have a distant cousin who lives in Mingshan City."

"..."

"I heard that the first high-speed rail has been opened in China, so I really want to take a ride."

"..."

Shu Fu chatted with them, and suddenly, a report came from his ear.

. . .

miles away.

In the jungle, a figure is sneaking around, hiding in a hidden place.

suddenly.

The phone rang, and when it was connected.

"Shu Zheng is back." A word came from the opposite side.

"clear."

After hanging up the phone, the man smiled coldly and was about to go up and cast nails.

At this moment, a voice came from behind, and when he looked back, he saw a person rushing towards him.

"you."

He looked like a local, wanted to ask, but just finished a word.

"boom!"

The opponent rushed forward and covered his face with a fist, making his eyes stare.

Haven't reacted yet what's going on.

"vomit!"

He was punched in the stomach and almost spit out his breakfast.

"Boom!"

"Ouch!"

"Excuse me..."

"ah!"

"..."

He no longer remembered how many punches he had been punched, only that his whole body was in pain, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and there was a sound next to his ear that made him want to vomit blood.

"Say no."

"Say no."

"..."

"Make your mouth hard."

"..."

He was about to ask me what to say.

boom!

He punched him back in the stomach.

"I still want to run, I want to die."

"Boom!"

At this moment, the man wanted to cry, but the other party didn't stop until the wailing gradually weakened.

"Boy, tell me quickly, Dong XC is there, or you will feel better."

"What?" He was at a loss.

then.

He was greeted with another severe beating.

"Don't say yes, let's see how hard your mouth is."

"..."

Finally he couldn't take it anymore and cried out loudly:

"I said."

"Finally be honest, tell me, I ran so fast just now, and even changed my clothes, if it weren't for my sharp eyes, I almost wouldn't have spotted you."

After speaking, he kicked again.

at this time.

He finally knows. . . The other party identified the wrong person.

"Brother, you have identified the wrong person, I am not."

"boom!"

"Oops."

"..."

"Forgive me, I'm really not the person you're looking for. I'm from a nearby village and I've never seen you before."

"Who are you lying to?"

"real."

"Then what are you sneaking around here for?"

"I.."

between hesitation.

It was another blow to cover his face with a hammer, which almost made him doubt his life, so he quickly explained to clear the relationship. This beating was really inexplicable.

It's too miserable, since I was a child, I have never suffered this kind of beating.

"You really misunderstood the person. I'm from the surrounding Kuzi village. I'm here today, it's..."

After listening to the explanation.

The man squatted down and looked at him. At this moment, another person ran to the side.

"Caught it? Very good, don't break his leg, sorry we ran so far."

As he spoke, he picked up a stone and was about to cripple his leg.

"Forgive me!"

"Brother, please help explain, I have admitted the wrong person."

He yelled and cried and begged for mercy.

Damn!

Why is one more ruthless than the other.

I just got a beating, and I thought it was the most unlucky thing. If someone breaks a leg in a daze, it would be really wronged!

Fortunately, the person who hit him just now stopped him quickly.

"It's not him, it's the wrong person."

"What?"

"not him."

"This... But how do we explain it when we go back? The person ran away and didn't ask anything. Or, let's do him, how about going back to the business?"

"There's no one here anyway."

Hearing this, the man lying on the ground almost went crazy with fright.