"Zero's "Legend of Death", Erba."

Si Sheng raised his eyes in shock.

After a brief moment, a trace of surprise flashed through it and then returned to calm.

Where did he notice the clue?

Without admitting it calmly or denying it guiltily, Si Sheng directly bypassed the hidden temptation under the request and said lightly: "Okay."

He glanced at her with a meaningful look, but Ling Xize did not reveal it, so the topic was bypassed.

Ling Xize bought two folding fans and gained a place. After he asked Si Sheng, "What do you want to draw?"

Si Sheng, who had just opened the folding fan, was surprised when he heard the sound, "You are here to give it to me?"

"Um."

"What did you learn?"

"traditional Chinese painting."

“…”

I learned a lot with the Four Treasures of the Study.

After thinking for a few seconds, he didn't come up with a specific one. Si Sheng asked him to play it at will, and then found a seat to sit down.

Erba is a pet in the protagonist. It is set based on a fox. It is slightly modified and it is simple to draw. Si Sheng wants to paint the brush. It takes less than ten minutes from finishing the painting to coloring.

After stopping the writing, Si Sheng put away the folding fan and glanced at Ling Xize. He saw several people surrounding him and exclaimed.

"My Erba paints so ugly, and she has no talent for painting at all."

"Hahaha, you will be seen by the uncle. The uncle will probably expel you from the fan."

"The uncle who can do the kindness of express delivery to his home won't mind. By the way, he didn't come to the comic exhibition, so he didn't know."

"What if the uncle came over in a low-key manner like this rare comic exhibition?"

"If he really appears at the comic convention, it will be fun. With his character of being big every time, it might be possible."

...

Not far away, the two little girls said one by one, and even they didn't believe it, and then they laughed.

After chatting for a while, they left together. Seeing that Ling Xize could not finish drawing for a while, Si Sheng narrowed his eyes and suddenly had an idea.

It’s better to be idle...

The fun of human beings is always so simple.

After slipping to a place, Si Sheng curled his lips and said to the staff: "Get me a folding fan."

A quarter of an hour later—

On the platform filled with various brushes and debris, a combined folding fan was quietly released.

*

The people around Ling Xize dispersed, and Si Sheng walked over slowly.

"Have you really practiced?"

After teasing first, Si Sheng settled down beside him, looked down, and then he was slightly stunned.

There is a beauty in the painting, wearing a strong suit, with a high bunch of ink hair, holding a long sword in her hand. She looks at her spirits, has a charming posture, and a free and easy style. A few strokes on the side add a bamboo forest, and the branches and leaves are flying, like a knife and a sword, adding some passion for the world out of thin air.

This scene is lifelike and the artistic conception is obvious.

Ling Xize placed the brush aside, "After studying for a few years, it's incomparable to those in your study."

“…”

She collected all of them with great care, and the general paintings are naturally incomparable.

"However," Ling Xize handed her the folding fan, and changed the subject, "Compared to Cen Xi, Mo Shangyun's works, it should be no worse than Cen Xi."

“…”

Si Sheng's mouth twitched slightly.

Cen Shin and Mo Shangyun are both her senior sisters. The senior sisters must obey her "calligraphy and painting" and occupy her "study room".

For her, it was all irrelevant trivial matters.

Without quarrel with Ling Xize, Si Sheng sent the folding fan into Ling Xize's arms and said, "You."

The folding fan was always in his hand, and there was still heat left at the handle. Ling Xize spread out the folding fan and saw the blackened two-bar that occupied the field of view, the blackened two-bar, with a huge body and a fireworks. The drawing was simple, but with just a few elements, the picture was vivid and the visual impact was full of vitality.

Like, it can break out of paper at any time.

If it weren't for the original work, how could it be able to grasp such charm?

Ling Xize curled his lips and chuckled, and handed Si Sheng a look. Si Sheng shrugged and did not respond to him.

*

Leaving the handmade homemade area, the comic exhibition is almost done.

Ling Xize had a meeting in the afternoon and could not be with Si Sheng, so he asked someone to find a car to take Si Sheng back first, and along with the gifts from that car.

He sent it home directly to avoid being baptized by the cold wind. Si Sheng did not be polite to Ling Xize.

As soon as he sent the person away, the Mediterranean and the person in charge all breathed a sigh of relief, and then came to Ling Xize's side.

The two looked at each other, thinking of discussing who was on the way. Finally, the Mediterranean secretly pushed the person in charge and staggered the person in charge to Ling Xize.

"Ling, Mr. Ling!"

The person in charge greeted him with a smirk, his voice trembling like a tightrope.

Ling Xize looked at him and the person in charge realized that he had the intention of blame, so he began to slap his heart.

Immediately, before Ling Xize could speak, the person in charge took the initiative to say: "Mr. Ling, the staff who tampered with bitter gourd juice is a temporary worker. We have fired her. We will also be put on the company's blacklist in the future and will never use her again."

Because they are temporary workers, they can only punish this, but it is obvious that this cannot satisfy Ling Xize, who is "focused on protecting his wife".

Si Sheng hates hardships and doesn't touch bitter melon at all. But she is so strong that she will never regret what she promises. A person as picky as her foodies thinks that she wants to drink such a large glass of bitter melon juice...

Ling Xize frowned and said coldly, "Who told me, I'll just quit."

The person in charge was stunned and felt a chill when he saw it. He didn't dare to say a good word to him, so he quickly responded.

"yes."

Formal employees, just say yes.

A madman in wife protection, you must not provoke...

*

At 4:00 pm.

There are fewer and fewer tourists.

In the handmade area, staff took advantage of the shortage of tourists to organize the brushes and tools on the desktop.

"Whose folding fan is this? Is it lost or not?"

A staff member found a single folding fan, frowned strangely, and muttered to his companions beside him.

My companion was busy cleaning up. After taking a look, he said indifferently: "I don't know, open it and take a look."

The staff thought about it, stopped working, and slowly spread the folding fan.

The moment the picture caught my eyes, I was shocked and climbed up my eyebrows and the staff were completely stunned.

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