My Bank Is Connected to Another World Chapter 191

After eating the hotel's breakfast.

check out!

Shu Fu didn't go back to Mingshan City immediately, but went for a stroll in the capital, and the Great Wall of the Forbidden City was no longer a matter of fact. Going at this time was simply to see the heads.

Everywhere is full, can only watch the excitement.

therefore.

Out of the hotel, all the way north.

I didn't rush to raise the flag, and walking to Chang'an Avenue to take a look was not in vain. In his previous life, Shu Fu had come to see the flag raising, but it was inconvenient for a wheelchair, so he came early in the morning.

Waited all night.

During this period, several deals were also made.

Engraved?

Do not.

The high-speed rail can't bring those knives. Originally, I planned to hand-paint a picture and the surrounding landscape, but some tourists saw it and asked him to draw a few.

One person charges one hundred.

Ever since.

The one-way ticket was earned back.

Walked a few streets.

Hum!

A sports car passed by and attracted a lot of attention. Shu Fu couldn't help but smile. It is worthy of the capital. From leaving the hotel to now, he has encountered three sports cars driving by.

Buzzing.

Quite noisy!

If he had no previous life experience, he would have bought one for himself, but at this time, he lived with an inconsistent consciousness in his body.

No feeling for sports cars.

And short.

It's small.

The vision is very bad when it is opened, and it is not as comfortable as a commercial vehicle seat to sit up. As for the so-called stimulus of pursuit of speed? I might as well start a fighter.

The excitement generated by that little speed on the ground is too weak for his physical strength.

I can't lift it at all!

I want to doze off while driving.

Is walking.

A message came.

"Turn it off, just interview you, don't talk about me!"

Shu Fu responded.

The new launch of Bilibili has naturally attracted the attention of the media. Of course, it is not a TV station, but some online media such as Sina.

Shu Fu didn't want to show up yet.

estimate.

In another half month, these media will avoid Bilibili, because today's Toutiao website will be online and will suddenly become their peers.

Who would be willing to drain traffic to peers? It's not bad if you don't step on it.

After one hour.

It was about to reach Zhengyang Gate.

Ok?

Shu Fu stopped, and through the surrounding crowd, he could see that it was a portrait of a girl, with a man sitting in front of him, and that was him.

"It looks like!"

"This girl is really good at craftsmanship."

"People are beautiful too."

The girl's craftsmanship was praised unanimously. When Shu Fu came, he just finished painting. After the plastic was sealed, the man handed her fifty yuan, his eyes were distraught.

Normally.

He rarely dared to look at beautiful girls.

Just now, I looked at the girl with integrity for a long time. Every time the girl looked up at him, she felt so happy, even though she knew that it was only for portraits.

The man left.

The crowd of onlookers also dispersed, because no one sat down.

Fifty sheets.

It's not cheap.

Say it again.

Most people seldom draw sketches for themselves, because it looks like a black-and-white photograph, which feels a bit unlucky.

The girl didn't care.

I made 50 just now, and I was in a good mood. I sat here for two hours, drew two, and earned 100. It was a bit helpless. The guests were all male.

Obviously.

She also knows the reason is not how good her painting skills are, although her painting skills are indeed excellent.

Seeing that there were no guests, she picked up a sketch book in her hand, turned to the bookmark page, and started to draw.

Shu Fu was about to leave, but after taking a glance at the content in his sketchbook, his footsteps stopped, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, because it was a cartoon line draft.

No plot can be seen on a single page.

But the characters are very cute.

"portrait?"

The girl suddenly raised her head and asked.

Shu Fu felt a deep sense of familiarity. When he set up his stall before, he asked about sculptures.

"Are you a comic?" Shu Fu asked rhetorically.

"Ok."

"It's well painted."

The girl just smiled, and then ignored Shu Fu. In her opinion, there was nothing to say to a layman, who must have come to strike up a conversation again.

The more you rationalize, the more entangled the other party will be, which is very annoying!

See here.

Shu Fu understood very well that beautiful girls always receive more attention than ordinary girls, and they are too close to the thoughts that everyone knows.

normal!

Anyway, he was not ready to strike up a conversation.

Had it not been for the girl's question, he would not have been prepared to talk to her.

At this time.

A foreign couple came to the stall, making gestures to the girl.

One side pointed to the sketchbook.

One side pointed to the north again.

The girl is a little stupid, she knows some English, but it is obviously not English.

At this moment, Shu Fu's voice came.

"They want to ask you to go to Zhengyangmen and draw a portrait of the couple for a hundred."

"Do you understand?"

The girl's pretty face was surprised.

"Well, German, know some." Shu Fu smiled.

Before binding to the University of Berlin library, I went to Germany to get some equipment, and then I learned some German by myself. With my super memory, I know how to do something.

Complex ones are not good, simple ones are fine.

"Can you?" Shu Fu asked again.

"This.."

The girl was a little hesitant, and her language was not fluent, which was really troublesome.

"He said one hundred, it was Euros." Shu Fu added.

"Row!"

The girl's eyes lit up, and she nodded immediately. One hundred euros is worth nine hundred yuan at the current exchange rate, which is equivalent to drawing twenty or so guests.

Hear the words.

Shu Fu rushed to the couple, "She agreed."

"You can speak German? It's great." The couple are also happy. Their Chinese proficiency is just as good as hello and me, which really catches the blinds.

Seeing Shu Fu chatting with the couple, the girl confirmed that Shu Fu really speaks German.

Gritted his teeth.

"Or, you can help me as an interpreter, get paid, and give you... a hundred."

"Two hundred." Shu Fu smiled.

"Deal."

For a short time, she had nowhere to find an interpreter, two hundred to two hundred.

"Are you sure it's the euro?"

"Of course, if it is not, I will supply you as much as it is short of." Shu Fu said.

"It's not necessary." The girl shook her head slightly.

Subsequently.

She began to pack up the stall, but there was nothing in fact. All her belongings were a backpack with a folding stool in it for the guests to sit on.

In addition, there are drawing books and pencils.

Pack it up.

Ten minutes later, when he came to Zhengyangmen, he was also on the road, and Shu Fu knew the girl's name.

---Jiang Xiaomeng, freshman of Yangmei freshman ~www.mtlnovel.com~ The couple have already chosen a place and angle. They took a few photos just now and felt it was not enough. Because they passed by when they first came, they wanted it temporarily. Draw one.

Only then turned back to the stall.

Although it's a business, no one takes care of it.

Because it's not like pushing a car or putting a bunch of things on the ground.

Seeing a portrait of another person by one person can't be associated with 'Occupy Dao Management'.

Take out the stool.

Jiang Xiaomeng sat down and began to paint the background, still a little nervous, because this kind of portrait is not as good as ordinary painting people.

After all, it is customization.

The price is not low.

If you don't paint well, you will be embarrassed and thrown abroad.

Chapter end