The pain made Jiang Chenyu quickly move his feet away...
The artist was inspired and quickly erased a few strokes with the eraser. Then he put down the brush, stretched out two fingers towards her, and said in blunt Chinese: "Okay, twenty, thank you."
"Only twenty yuan? It's really cheap..." Ye Xiaoru then took out twenty francs.
Jiang Chenyu smiled: "It's US dollars..."
"Um?" Ye Xiaoru took the painting over and said, "What are you looking at? I don't have enough, so you give me money!"
Jiang Chenyu spread his hands and said, "When will you see me carrying cash on me?"
Ye Xiaoru suddenly became very unhappy and said, "Is there anything wrong? A man of this age doesn't even have a hundred or dozens of dollars with him when he takes a girl out to play. Does he have to swipe his card just to polish his shoes?"
When he was in a dilemma, someone suddenly placed a hundred dollars next to the painter's penholder: "Don't look for theirs."
Ye Xiaoru looked up and was very surprised and said: "Ah? It's you, why are you... here!?"
The visitor looked at Ye Xiaoru with a smile: "Of course it's me. How about it? Are you okay?"
That person is none other than Lin Haofeng, another oriental handsome man who is free and easy-going!
Jiang Chenyu snorted coldly and said: "What a follower, I can't get rid of you no matter what..."
Faced with Jiang Chenyu's rude words, Lin Haofeng was not angry at all. Instead, he handed a small document bag to Jiang Chenyu and said, "Master Jiang, Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang want you to go back immediately."
Jiang Chenyu slapped the document bag in Lin Haofeng's hand to the ground and said only one word: "Get out!"
"Master Jiang, I advise you to go back immediately, otherwise, the consequences will be serious..."
Jiang Chenyu suddenly grabbed Lin Haofeng's collar angrily and said, "Don't you understand human language? I said get out, get out!"
Ye Xiaoru timidly tried to stop the fight: "Hey, please don't do this, quarrel whenever we meet..."
However, these two men seemed to be born to be enemies, with a sharp edge in their eyes, as if neither one wanted to let the other go...
Just as Jiang Chenyu and Lin Haofeng were looking at each other without showing any signs of weakness, Xiao Shan walked over and said, "Hey, what are you doing here? It's started, it's started, the big concert has started, eh,
Who is this handsome guy?”
When Xiao Shan saw Lin Haofeng, his eyes lit up, and he even circled around him for a while, praising: "You have a good figure, but he looks a bit weak, but I like it..."
Lin Haofeng suddenly bent down to pick up the document bag on the ground, turned around and left.
When leaving, he also left behind a sentence: "You underestimated me and I, you will suffer the consequences in the future. Anyway, my words have been delivered and the task is completed. You'd better go back early to avoid causing trouble to me..."
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"Tch... what did that person say? What's his background? Nervous!" Xiao Shan cursed and then said with a smile on his face: "You two, I have tried my best to get two seats near the front for you.
Let you enjoy the grand carnival."
As the big clock in Montmartre Square pointed to nine o'clock, the high-profile opening music festival began.
Most of the lights in the square suddenly turned off, making the neon lights on the stage even more mysterious and enchanting.
Bang bang bang, after several deafening sounds, several colorful stray bullets flew straight into the sky from the stage, followed by several loud noises, exploding the sky above Montmartre Square into colorful lights, triggering bursts of applause and screams.