Chapter 656

"Master Chen!"

The decadent young warrior came up to Qingyan and said hello to her.

Light Yan frowned and fanned in front of her nose. She smelled a bad smell.

It's a mixture of sweat odor and wine odor, which makes the sensitive face extremely uncomfortable.

The young warrior seemed to react. When he smelled it on his body, his pale face turned red. He quickly pulled his clothes tight, laughed and ran away!

"Alas Light Yan heaved a sigh, supported his forehead with one hand and said to Chen Hao in a low voice, "how did this guy recognize me?"

"I don't know!"

Chen Hao doesn't know.

Light Yan's face changing technique is very good, as long as the strength gap is not very big, it is generally impossible to find her.

Just now, the young warrior just took a look at his face.

Within a quarter of an hour, light Yan saw the young warrior come up again.

This time he changed into clean clothes, his hair was tied up, and his beard was not shaved, but it was much cleaner than just now.

"Hello, master. Can I sit down?" He pointed to the chair opposite light Yan and asked.

But before light Yan could answer, he just sat up.

"Mr. Chen, you can call me Lin Jie!"

"Oh Light Yan nodded, slightly curious asked, "just now, how do you recognize me?"

Lin Jie some nostalgic said: "my intuition is very keen, before my teacher said, I am a born painter, as long as you work hard, you will be able to achieve in painting!"

"Have you achieved anything?" Light Yan asks casually.

Maybe I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, maybe I'm too idle to spend the rest of my time. Xiaoyan even said a few more words to that person.

The waiter of the restaurant brought two dishes, a pile of peanuts, a pot of wine and two wine glasses. He poured himself a glass of wine and sipped it gently. He was a little dejected and said, "no, my mother thinks martial arts is more promising. Let me practice martial arts!"

"Well!"

Light Yan can't help but think of his father.

At the beginning, her father wanted her to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

If Unfortunately, there is no if!

As time went by, she almost forgot what her father looked like. In her heart, there was only one feeling.

But if she could, she believed, she would recognize each other.

"By the way, master, do you drink?"

Lin Jie thought of light face at this time.

"No!"

"Oh, that's good. Drinking is not a good habit. Recently, my hand with sword is not stable!"

Light Yan looked at the expression that Lin Jie didn't care at all, and picked an eyebrow: "since Lian Jian is not stable, why do you want to be a warrior?"

"I live by selling paintings now!" Lin Jie whispered.

"Selling paintings?" Light Yan surprised to see in front of the young man, "did not see, you really have a hand? Since you live by selling paintings, why are you still carrying a sword? "

"Get used to it! After all, I've been practicing sword technique since I can remember. I can hardly leave my hand without a sword. Now I feel that I'm missing something without a sword in my hand! " Lin Jie said with emotion, "it's really good to take a long sword. Sometimes my paintings may not be sold, so it's convenient to sell paintings with a sword..."

Lin Jie almost made light Yan laugh all the time.

With a sword, it's convenient to sell paintings?

Can imagine, light Yan is how to sell paintings!

"Don't you say that you are very talented in painting, why can't you even sell paintings?"

"Maybe, my painting is a little strange, not in line with their aesthetic Lin Jie took a sip of the wine and sighed in a low voice.

"Strange painting?" Light Yan puzzled to see the other side one eye, "what are you good at drawing?"

"Mountains and rivers, and people!" Lin Jie looked up at light Yan and said, "otherwise, I'll be here to draw a picture for my predecessors?"

"No!" Light Yan directly shook his head and refused.

There are too many people in the restaurant.

Besides, she didn't want to leave any pictures.

"Don't worry, it won't take up the time of the elder, let alone remove the disguise of the elder!"

"Oh?" Light Yan a little surprised.

Then Lin Jie took off the wine and vegetables on his desk, wiped the oil stains on the table with his newly bought clothes sleeves, and took out a pile of drawing paper, brush, inkstone and ink from the space ring.

He picked up the wine pot, poured wine into the inkstone, while grinding ink, while carefully observing the light face, only after ten breathing time, he pressed the brush into the inkstone.

He exudes a sense of self-confidence and free and easy.

The essence, Qi and spirit in his body seem to be an integral whole, forming a potential.

This trend is not aggressive, but warm as a stream, calm as a lake, with a kind of autumn sadness!This momentum, let light Yan also can't help for it solemn.

She once had the honor to meet a master of Danqing in the state of Zhou. When the master of Danqing painted for Zhou Lihua, her momentum was just like this.

When the momentum condenses to the extreme, Lin Jie is trying to pull the brush out of the inkstone, but his action suddenly stops.

He took another look at Qingyan, poured all the ink in the inkstone into the bowl, and found his weapon from the chair behind his buttocks. He took out the rusty sword and cut open his palm, dripping blood into the inkstone.

At this time, a table of people near the light Yan has noticed here.

They also cast their eyes curiously to see how the painter dressed as a warrior painted.

"Is this guy crazy? What are you doing cutting yourself? Doesn't it hurt? "

"Who knows, maybe it's crazy?"

"It's blood painting, isn't it? But is it acceptable to draw a picture for a girl with blood? "

"Is it a show of love?"

"No?"

“……”

At this moment, Lin Jie is completely isolated from the outside world.

He presses the brush like thick blood. When his spirit and spirit are integrated and reach the peak He's gone!

Those who were curious to see his paintings held their breath.

And light Yan is calm, began to pour broth into his rice bowl, mix rice, she ate two, feel good taste, salty moderate, and a strong meat flavor, very in line with her taste.

When light Yan chewed slowly, just planed the fourth oil bibimbap, Lin Jie also stopped his pen.

He paints so fast that he can do it all at once!

After finishing the painting, Lin Jie breathed a long sigh of relief, sweat seeped on his forehead, and his face was even paler.

He seemed to have expended a great deal of energy and just sat down on the chair.

Before Xiaoyan went to see it, the people who watched Lin Jie's painting were silly!

They looked at the painting on the table, then at Lin Jie, and finally at Qingyan I'm stunned!

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