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Jiang Gu has not been coming home much lately. Every day, he's with Xiao Hei, so I've been able to peacefully focus on drawing, creating the three thousand drawings he asked for. He often doesn't come back for several days, but when he does, he brings a gift box of delicious snacks from Fushunfeng. The snacks are great, especially the crispy egg rolls, which I think are even better than Mung Bean Smoothie - although the latter is more refreshing in the summer. I draw with great concentration, and eat with the same seriousness. My eating manners are elegant, but my speed is as swift as a gust of wind, swiftly finishing a plate of snacks without taking too much time.
"On the last day of this month - the last time I saw him - 'Do you really not miss me during these days?'"
Jiang Gu bought a variety of snacks, among which there were a lot of egg pastries. In addition, there were all kinds of chaotic cakes, including a honey cake that was sticky and overly sweet - simply unbearable. I didn't notice anything unusual, and continued to paint my paintings, busy as ever. He left, as usual leaving me with my monthly allowance and then leaving without looking back, leaving me with a not very graceful figure.
But this time, it's a truly significant event that cannot be ignored. Two years, that's a full 720 days! You say it's been two years, and 3,000 paintings have already been completed, but I still can't find the Jiang Gu who saved me back then. If I'm not a free spirit like this, then what am I now?
The big boss only left a month's salary, but who would have thought that selling paintings as an artist would be a good way out. My principle for selling paintings is clear, my position is firm. I paint whatever makes money, whatever sells well, but it must be signed! Signed with my full name! I dare to persist in being myself, not succumbing to worldly temptations. Over time, both my art and I have become famous, unexpectedly but also inevitably! After all, when it comes to painting, I am a genius.
The residence I purchased two years ago is just right for me, not too big or too small. But now the space is extremely crowded, all because of the many painting scrolls! I used to always paint flowers, such as daffodils, gardenias, lilies, and jasmines, but never a peony. Some customers specifically request lotus flowers for their distant fragrance and pure The beauty, and there are many who want them. There are also many women who want peach blossoms, for the auspicious sign of "sons returning home, suitable for the household." But now I paint less, and I only paint people. "Soft Red Pavilion" is a place of lingering tenderness and also a gold mine that many men are willing to spend their fortunes on. I have seen many of their ugly sides, but I am happy to take their money.
"Jiang, do you know that there's a great painter hired by the Soft Red Pavilion specifically to paint portraits of courtesans? They call them ' The beauty screens.' It's really scandalous," the young man in the red shirt commented, shaking his head in amazement. However, he didn't receive even a flicker of interest from the person beside him throughout the entire conversation.
"Do you want to go and see, that painter is now very famous, but he used to be known for painting some boneless flowers. By the way, guess what his name is? His name is Jiang Wuxing, haha, it's so funny..." The young man was confused, anyone would be in this situation. The cold-faced Jiang Gu actually grabbed his collar and asked him to say it again.
"Are you sure, Jiang Wuxing?" he asked, the young man didn't react. "I'm asking you, is it Jiang Wuxing?" he asked again, frowning. The young man looked confused, "Who, what?" Jiang Gu rarely patiently spit out one word at a time, "I'm asking, is that painter named Jiang, Earth, Metal, Wood, Fire, Water?" The young man suddenly woke up as if from a dream and said, "Oh, yes, that's right, it's very strange and funny, isn't it? Haha, it's him."
" Tu, the big boss is back."
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