"Hey, then this is quite good. I hope it can keep up."

Hu Zhou was surprised and also felt pleasantly surprised for Baixing.

In the past few days, Hu Zhou felt trembling with fear as he ate at the same table with Baixing. He was afraid that something might happen to him and he would be unlucky as well. Now he can feel a little relieved.

Alas, it is so difficult to be a host.

Director Jin Feng was both happy and worried.

I'm glad that there will be less trouble, but I'm worried that this will make the program less interesting!

After dinner, everyone went to rest. After taking a nap, Jiang Xiaobai came to Sister Zheng's milk tea shop at two o'clock as promised.

"Beauty, you are finally here, we are the first!"

What she didn't expect was that there were people waiting in line??

She is obviously not here!

It's just that the people queuing up are not outside the store, but sitting inside Sister Zheng's store, which is also very clever.

There are two tables in the milk tea shop, but not many people choose the canteen. They usually grab a cup of milk tea while shopping.

But at this time, three girls were already sitting at the same table. On the table were the milk teas they had ordered. They were drinking and waiting. When they saw Jiang Xiaobai coming, they hurriedly waved.

In addition to their table, there was also a boy sitting at the table next to them. When he saw Jiang Xiaobai, his eyes lit up and he stood up immediately.

"Okay, come out with me."

Jiang Xiaobai responded.

Sister Zheng helped her move out the easel and stools. After Jiang Xiaobai sat down, he looked at the three people opposite him, "You want to paint together, right? Take a group photo of the three of you?"

"Yes, we need to draw together, and one for each person, three in total!"

The girl in charge paid as she spoke.

They had been playing together since they were little, and the three of them had always been inseparable. They wanted to leave something as a souvenir.

One piece cannot be divided, each person must have one piece.

"Can."

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and expressed that he was very calm about this "big order".

Sister Zheng stared blankly at the hundred-dollar bills handed to Jiang Xiaobai by the girls.

It was pink and a bit dazzling, otherwise why would her eyes suddenly feel sore?

She remembered what her family said when she wanted to be an art student in the college entrance examination——

"What's the use of learning to draw? We have asked about it. Even if you learn it, there will be no future. Besides being a teacher, what other good jobs can you have? But look at yourself, do you think you can become a teacher?

Your studies are only average. Nowadays, the recruitment exam is so difficult. Don’t you think it’s like a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge?”

"You can still not find a job after studying for several years! Which serious institution will accept art majors? Besides, our family can't afford such high tuition fees!"

"You'd better give up and study a serious major. It will save you money on tuition and it will be easier to find a job in the future."

Her family's words successfully made her give up this idea, and she accepted her fate and enrolled in an ordinary university with the most ordinary major.

But what happens next?

After wandering around for a while, I returned to a small town and opened a milk tea shop like this.

Is this what parents say is "convenient to find a job"?

Sister Zheng suddenly smiled.

Jiang Xiaobai just set up a painting stall and attracted so many people to queue up. The money she earned in one day was enough to last her several days, right?

Very few of these people recognized Jiang Xiaobai as a celebrity, which meant that her status as a celebrity did not add points. Her beauty did attract people's attention, but if it weren't for her excellent painting skills, everyone would be willing to pay ten yuan.

Buy a junk painting?

Sister Zheng has no doubt that if Jiang Xiaobai was not a star, and if her family background was not good and she could not study well, she would still be able to survive just by relying on her painting skills.

But as for herself, after living for thirty years, what does she really have?

Jiang Xiaobai, who was concentrating on painting, did not notice Sister Zheng's expression behind him, nor did he notice that she returned to the milk tea shop in a state of despair.

These three paintings were quite time-consuming, adding up to nine portraits. While she was painting, there were people lining up behind her.

After the three girls left, the next customer was the boy waiting in the store.

"I also want the Q version."

While handing over the money, the boy walked up to Jiang Xiaobai, then bent down and whispered: "Sister Xiaobai, can you sign your name for me after you finish the painting?"

His voice was so low that no one except Jiang Xiaobai could hear him.

Did you recognize yourself?

Jiang Xiaobai raised his head unexpectedly, and saw the boy's slightly red cheeks, and his excited, nervous and shy eyes.

This is clearly what it looks like when you meet your idol.

"OK."

Jiang Xiaobai smiled back.

The boy was very happy and couldn't help showing a big smile.

"Sister Xiaobai, I believe you can be popular, come on!"

He couldn't hold back and mustered up the courage to say.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded seriously, "Thank you for your encouragement, I will do it."

There were more customers in the afternoon than in the morning, maybe because people spread the word.

Among the people who painted, most of them chose Q-print portraits, and only three people asked for sketches.

Among the three people, one was the oldest of all the customers. She was a grandma in her sixties. She said that looking at the q-version of the little man, she felt like she was watching a cartoon, and the one on the right was more realistic.

Another one is a young man. He said that he thinks sketches are cooler. The letter on the left is too cute and not tough at all.

The last one was a junior high school student. He said this:

"I'm learning sketching now, but I always feel like I'm missing something in my drawings. It just so happens that you can draw me one so that I can learn from it."

Jiang Xiaobai didn't know whether he learned anything in the end, but his eyes were almost glued to the paper as he walked, and he almost bumped into someone.

After using up the drawing paper, Jiang Xiaobai informed the other guests that they were here today.

"Ah, why did it end?"

"Miss, will you come tomorrow?"

Some people who came late because of something, or who had just received the news, were very disappointed when they saw what happened.

"Sorry, I probably won't come again."

The two days of "work" have ended, and there are other schedules coming up, so painting for people should be impossible.

Some people only meet once in a lifetime. After meeting them, they will hide in the vast sea of ​​people, and they will never meet again in their lifetime.

After informing him, Jiang Xiaobai moved things into the milk tea shop.

"Eh? Why are you still painting?"

Sister Zheng was still busy at this time. When she saw Jiang Xiaobai move the easel to the corner after entering the store, and then continued to paint, she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, so she took the time to ask.

"Well, there is another painting I want to give away."

Jiang Xiaobai looked serious and focused.

Sister Zheng didn't think too much. Now was the time when the store had the most customers, so she didn't bother to ask Jiang Xiaobai any more.
Chapter completed!