Chapter 88 (2/2)

Why do you have so much time to have nightmares? To sum up, living with time is leisure.

Let him very busy, become a centipede, 360 claws long, there is no time to hurt the spring and autumn.

For the remaining one-third, the original plan was to finish in one month, work overtime and finish in 20 days.

After finishing the last part of the painting, Jiang Xiaobai lay on the ground.

”I was drained.”

Jiang Xiaobai has big eyes and no spirit.

”I've been turned by a hundred strong men for another month.”

Xu Haodong is crazy with laughter.

This is not a metaphor.

Fang Zheng threw the brush and sat on the stool. It's also the heart's strength.

Xu Haodong looks at Fang Zheng's shaking and quickly takes him down from the stool.

Fang Zheng lay down on the sofa and his hand was almost cramped.

”Don't tell me about painting this month.”

He fainted. He was a little sick. Don't mention painting. He'll be worried to death.

”Have a rest. I'm going to prepare hot pot. I'll have a big meal today. After that, I'll take you two to the county to have a good look. It's finally liberated. ”

It's been two and a half months since the first painting. It's not easy to finish it.

They were both paralyzed and exhausted.

Xu Haodong spread a blanket on the ground and asked Jiang Xiaobai to roll on the blanket to have a rest. Lie down, rest enough.

As soon as I went out to buy food with my wallet, I opened the door and saw the agent with moustache coming down from the car.

”Hello, Mr. Xu. Are Mr. Fang and Mr. Jiang in?”

”Yes. You are... ”

Xu Haodong was puzzled to see that moustache came with a man in a suit.

”I asked about the progress yesterday, and I guess I can finish it today. This is Mr. Li who bought the painting. I want to have a look. ”

”I've finished painting. I've just finished painting. I'm tired. I'm lying on the ground. Don't hurry when you two come. I'll go shopping and celebrate for them. Let's stay for dinner. ”

As soon as Xu Haodong heard of it, the Lord of gold came, and he hastened to give in.

First, open the door and pull Fang Zheng up.

”Sit down and smile. Your agent is here with the buyer. Don't be so obsessed! Be ready to be eloquent and swindle him for more money

Fang Zhengzheng's brain is empty. Xu Haodong shakes him twice and he is dizzy to death. Xu Haodong goes to push Jiang Xiaobai to get up. You are artists. Keep your dignity and elegance. Don't fall on the ground like a dead worm.

Fang Zheng has a terrible headache.

”Xiaobai, pick up the guests.”

Fang Zheng covers his face. I faint. I don't want to talk.

Jiang Xiaobai fell to the ground again.

”Huakui is not in the mood today.”

Xu haodongte looks at the moustache and the gold owner coming in awkwardly. Lord Jin smiles.

”Do you want to be a performer?”

As soon as he said this, even Fang Zheng put down his hand and looked at it. Jiang Xiaobai jumped up like he was burning.

”What are you doing here?”

Jiang Xiaobai stuttered. Li Jinzhu idly walked to the painting he had just finished. He looked at it carefully and looked up from one end to the other.

”It's really good. It's so ethereal, spiritual, beautiful and ethereal. It's vivid. ”

”Mr. Jiang, introduce Mr. Li quickly.”

The little beard is pressing.

Fang Zheng also quickly tidied up himself, don't look too embarrassed, take off the apron full of pigment, and stand beside Jiang Xiaobai.When Xu Haodong saw it, he wanted to talk about what art, what inspiration, what feeling to create. He didn't understand it. He was a layman.

Ordinary people do some ordinary things and go out to buy vegetables for cooking.

When he came back from shopping, he found that Jiang Xiaobai was dragging his luggage outside and wanted to get on the bus.

Xu Haodong was surprised.

”Xiaobai, why are you going. You said you would live for two days. ”

Jiang Xiaobai said that after he finished painting, he would do nothing and become a rice bug at home. He would sleep when he was full and eat when he was full. He would eat and sleep when he was still and didn't think.

He should also enjoy being served.

I finished painting two hours ago. I'm leaving now.

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