noffsinger Chapter 644: Someone wants to buy my painting?
Chapter 644: Someone wants to buy my painting?
[Financial Guru: Sometimes I really have to admire your obsessive-compulsive disorder/Great]
[The Wealth-Spending Boy: Don’t be so pessimistic, brother!]
Xia Yitian has a small problem. He will tell fortunes for anyone who is willing to do so, but if there is someone who catches his eye, he would really like to do it for them.
If the other person doesn't want to do it, it will take two or three weeks before he stops worrying about it.
Xia Yitian also knew about this problem of his, but he just couldn't change it. He just got used to it after doing it so many times.
He rubbed his hair in frustration and sighed.
-
Yu Jingmo had a great night. Although he only ate one squid in the end, Lin Hui and Lin Qingchuan's hands were full when he got home.
After sending back the two people who had to get up early for work or school the next day, Yu Jingmo enjoyed unpacking the package by himself.
She lived comfortably in the courtyard for the next few days, and still spent most of her time painting.
The courtyard is well landscaped and has many furniture and decorations full of ancient charm. Sometimes when Yu Jingmo sees these, he can't help but pick up a sketchbook or tablet when he has some free time.
There are quite a few paintings accumulated every day.
The sketches posted on Weibo last time received unanimous praise from fans, who expressed their hope that Mrs. Rent would not fall behind in updating her comics and draw more similar ones.
It would be best to publish a "Daily Rent" series and update it every day.
Yu Jingmo thought this was a good idea and it was just right to keep it at the idea stage.
But she also posts some of her paintings from time to time, which is at least more frequent than before.
It was another nice day. Yu Jingmo was sitting in the corridor with a sketchbook and a pencil in his hands. He looked up from time to time, with a satisfied smile on his lips.
A lazy cat basking in the sun with its eyes squinting appears vividly on the paper.
These days, I often see a fat orange cat lying on the wall, wagging its tail lazily.
It is not afraid of people and will eat the cat food she feeds it.
Later, she asked the person who was previously in charge of managing the courtyard house and found out that this orange cat was half-domestic.
It was indeed a little stray dog, and was later adopted by a nearby family. However, it couldn't stay alone and always had to run outside, but at least it remembered to go home.
So its owner simply took it to a brooding place and let it go out and roam every day.
It is also said that this fat orange cat used to like to tease other people's little female cats. I don't know if it is because he has lost his worldly desires and is no longer interested in any cats. All his attention is on food.
It originally had a small pointed face, which gradually expanded into a small round face. People who knew it thought that it would return to a small pointed face after being neutered.
I did lose some weight at the beginning, but after a month, I gained the weight back by eating wherever I went!
Until it became what Yu Jingmo saw now - a double-decker bus.
This little bus has been leaning on the wall every day recently. When it gets hungry, it jumps down and rubs against Yu Jingmo's feet, turning over its belly to try to get money.
She even bought a cat teaser and hung some delicious food on it to make the cat move a few times.
I have also drawn a lot of fat orange cats in the past few days, and selected a few to post on Weibo. Most of them are on the wall, and there are one or two pictures of them playing with cat toys and eating cat strips.
My life was originally leisurely and I had cats to pet, which made me happier than a god.
As a result, the cat came to me with something wrong when I had only eaten half of the strips.
The call was from Yu Yaoyao. Logically speaking, today was not the weekend, so she shouldn't have the time.
It would be even stranger if I called her.
The moment the call was connected, countless things flashed through Yu Jingmo's mind.
After hearing what was said on the other side, she tightened her grip: "...You said someone wants to buy my paintings?"