Chapter 89 (2/2)

Fang Zheng painted 108 goblins, mandrills, ghosts and spirits in different shapes. It's time to test his eyesight. This painting is regarded as a test of his eyesight. The mustache agent circled Fang Zheng Jiang Xiaobai's microblog on the Internet. Their microblog ah, Jiang Xiaobai's microblog is used to punch cards, play, find anything delicious and fun Fang Zheng's microblog is still opened by a small beard agent. Fang Zheng doesn't care about it. It's growing fast. It can be updated every two or three months, and he doesn't care how many fans he has.Fang Zheng sometimes put the things he drew on his micro blog. He doesn't have any theme and just Posts them casually.

When the bearded agent circled him, many people followed his microblog, and the number of fans increased ten times.

Fang Zheng idled for a few days, cleaning up the painting tools, washing the pens, and getting the paint, or Jiang Xiaobai reminded him to read the microblog, but he was not interested in it.

In the past, there were only one or two hundred fans. When I turned on my mobile phone, I almost got stuck.

A lot of people are asking him, saying it's 108 goblins. Where's the 108 th one.

No matter how good you look, the most you can find is more than 100 points, only a few of them make up 108. Many people draw out each goblin individually. It's really different in shape, and none of them is the same. Cute, cute, weird, curious, with a little bad.

It seems that everything is spirit, stone, flowers, trees, even water has become a demon.

These goblins are all over the painting. It seems that a very small flower may have a little flower spirit stretching its wings.

On the leaves, in the grass, behind the rocks.

In the early morning with dew, the valley was quiet and bustling.

It gives people a cool and fresh feeling.

Realistic paintings, coupled with myths, are dreamlike.

Fang Zheng circles out the most difficult goblin. It's an almost transparent goblin transformed from a drop of dew. If you don't look carefully, you really think it's just a drop of dew splashing down and splashing around. You can only see your nose and eyes clearly by holding a magnifying glass.

Fang Zheng and Jiang Xiaobai quickly became popular, and the bearded agent made proper hype and pasted their previous paintings.

Fang Zheng drew a group of cute pictures. Xu Haodong's and Fang Zheng forgot when they painted them for Xu Haodong. They were chased and beaten by Xu's mother. Many people are ha ha ha.

Some people have commented on Fang Zheng's paintings, which are very good, can render sad, refreshing and make people laugh.

Fang Zheng is sitting in the teahouse with snacks, tea and fruit in front of him. Xu Haodong is busy greeting the guests. Someone spills water on Xu Haodong, but Xu Haodong doesn't care. He greets the guests, lifts the hem of his T-shirt, holds it in his mouth, and lowers his head to wipe the water on his stomach with several paper towels. The perfect ABS come out, piece by piece.

On one side, some young girls screamed, shouting handsome tough guy. Xu Haodong was embarrassed and quickly put down his clothes.

Fang Zheng opens the picture book, turns his pencil and starts to draw.

An hour later, a tough and handsome guy with a T-shirt hem in his mouth and looking down at his abdominal muscles jumped onto the paper. Send it to Weibo immediately.

Xu Haodong didn't know what Fang Zheng was drawing. Seeing that he was so serious, he didn't disturb him. Then he took out a small blackboard and wrote on it, character sketch, thirty-one! Painting and tea are free!

The local people think it's expensive, but those who come to visit all want to have a rest.

A lot of young people came in and asked the boss who could draw a sketch, whether he could draw like it or not. Xu Haodong was talking about what national first-class painter he was and what he had won the title of young painter. Anyway, he added many titles to Fang Zheng himself.

It's frightening the guests.

When he was brought to Fang Zheng, he gave a polite smile and said, ”sit down.” then he began to open his picture book, take out his easel, and began to draw with his head down.

One day, he drew two pictures, and the two girls still haggled. How about two fifty dollars? Little brother begged you. Fang Zheng's face turned red. He hadn't accepted this kind of bargaining. He nodded quickly, and the two girls left happily with the picture.

Fang Zheng made 50 yuan a day.

Seeing Xu Haodong standing on one side laughing at him, Fang Zheng handed him 50 yuan.

”Today we'll have river traitor, braised spareribs and Dahua roast chicken.”

Xu Haodong can't laugh or cry. The 50 yuan is not enough for him to eat.

Fang Zheng draws with his head down. Xu Haodong sits outside and looks at him. His slender fingers are very flexible. He can turn all kinds of pencils for painting on his fingers, and the painting tools are arranged in a row. If he draws for a long time, he will frown, and if he is annoyed, he will pout slightly. Most of the time, he likes to lean lazily.

Xu Haodong saw him turn his neck and came to rub his shoulder. Seeing him staring at a place for a long time, he secretly pushed a kitten to Fang Zheng's feet.

Kittens have special names that match their identities. Big kittens have two flowers, three colors and four blacks. It's not advanced at all. Chinese garden cat has a nickname of grounding.

But saqijiao makes people feel numb and tender. When they are hungry, everyone is their father and mother. When they catch someone, they scream with each other. They stare at innocent eyes and scratch you with their pink claws, just like a scratched heart. When I'm not hungry, everyone is my master. When I wake up, I wake up with a paw.

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