Selling fairy paintings at the beginning, but being chased by the beautiful president

"It's sold, it's sold, the ancient painting handed down from the ancestors, only sells for [-], keep it authentic!"

"Sir, take a look at this painting. Although I don't know the exact year, I can assure you with my personality that it is definitely an old painting. It is [-] yuan. You only need to pay [-] yuan!"

"Miss, take a look at this ancient painting... It only costs [-] yuan, and it will be sold for [-] yuan. Hey miss, please don't leave..."

On the street, Chen Changan held a painting and asked everyone he met, hoping to meet a buyer.

These days, experts have fake ones, and they sell ancient paintings on the street, and they are so expensive, it's strange that someone buys them.

A kind old man gave him advice: "Young man, if this is an old painting, you can take it to an antique shop and call here, who can buy it?"

"Antique stores don't accept..."

Chen Changan's eyes were gloomy. He just came out of Antique Street and went to more than a dozen antique shops, but no one accepted them.

There is only one reason. This painting does look like an ancient painting, but there is no signature, no seal, no writing, and nothing but the painting.

From this point on, no one would dare to buy it.

Chen Chang'an spread the painting on the ground, and continued to shout loudly by his neck.

The painting sold by Chen Changan is about two meters long and more than one meter wide. In the painting there are mountains and springs, pavilions and houses, grass and trees, cattle grazing on the grass, and birds singing on the trees.

And the most conspicuous among them are the five fairies wearing only chest pockets, bathing in the clear spring water, each of the five fairies is beautiful and beautiful, whether frowning or smiling, or angry or angry, all of them are very beautiful. , with a lifelike expression.

The details are that, on the bank of the spring, there are five dresses, white, purple, yellow, green, and red.

The painters of this painting can be regarded as excellent, but how do these ordinary people know what painters are?

"Thirty thousand, only thirty thousand... just thirty thousand..."

Chen Changan was hoarse from shouting, but no one cared about this painting.

As the sky darkened, Chen Changan put away the painting, hesitated for a long time, and then took out his old-fashioned mobile phone and made a call.

"Xiao Min, my mother is sick and urgently needs 3 yuan for hospitalization. Can you lend me it first? I... just need it urgently. I will return it to you as soon as I sell my ancestral painting."

"Chen Changan, let's break up."

"What did you say?" Chen Chang'an was struck by lightning.

"Let's break up. Also, don't call me in the future. I'm afraid Wang Cheng will misunderstand."

"Wang Cheng, hehe, you are doing well." Chen Changan gritted his teeth and said these words.

Although Chen Changan's family is not a wealthy family, it is also a well-off family worthy of the name. When he and Jin Min became boyfriend and girlfriend, his family situation took a turn for the worse.

Three years ago, he and his college classmate Jin Min, who had just graduated, officially became boyfriend and girlfriend. For the expensive medical expenses, Chen Changan ignored the objections of his family and friends, and borrowed money everywhere, borrowing more than 30 yuan, and finally even sold his parents' house to save Jin Min from the ghost gate.

A year ago, Jin Min recovered and joined a media company. The Wang Cheng she was talking about was a project manager of that company.

Jin Min's basic salary is 8000 yuan a month. She has worked for a year, and it is not difficult to come up with 3 yuan. What's more, Chen Changan did not ask her for the money, but borrowed it from her!

"It's fine to break up, but can you lend me the money? Even if I beg you, I swear, within three months at most, I will definitely pay you back the money!"

In the face of his mother's life and dignity, Chen Chang'an chose life.

"Chen Chang'an, do you insist on asking me to explain? You don't have a house or a job now. I can afford [-] yuan now, but I borrowed from you. What do you give me back?"

"Jin Min, don't forget, I took all the money for your medical treatment!"

"The past is over, don't call me in the future, goodbye!"

beep --

Kim Min hung up the phone.

"Go to your cheat woman, I saved a white -eyed wolf -, mom, I'm sorry for you ..."

There was thunder in the sky, and Chen Changan, who was out of control, yelled and ran wildly on the road.

Drip, drop, drop——

There was a rush of trumpet sound, but Chen Chang'an didn't seem to hear it.

boom!

A red Maserati didn't have time to brake, knocking Chen Changan several meters away.

Chen Changan fell to the ground, his chest was sunken, and blood oozes from the corner of his mouth.

He struggled and stretched out his hand to grab the ancient painting until he grasped the ancient painting in his hand.

When the blood on Chen Changan's hands touched the ancient painting, the ancient painting suddenly shone with a strange light.

At this moment, Chen Changan saw a pair of beautiful white, long and round legs.

It’s so white, this is the Leg Playing Year series...

Chen Changan's head sank and he passed out.

"Sir, are you all right? Hold on, I'll call an ambulance right away, sir! Sir! Sir!"

brush--

Hum——

Chen Chang'an suddenly opened his eyes, and was shocked by the scene in front of him.

There are beautiful mountains and clear waters in front of me, and on the grass not far away, a big yellow cow is grazing leisurely.

Why does this scene look so familiar?

By the way, isn't this my painting?

Chen Changan opened his mouth wide, and he touched his chest subconsciously. Before his consciousness disappeared, he remembered very clearly that his chest was dented by a red car.

But at this moment, he couldn't see any bruises on his chest, and when he checked his whole body, there was no wound at all.

"I'm dead..."

"Mom, son is not filial, your kindness will be repaid in the next life!" Chen Changan said with a sob.

Hum——

The big ox grazing gave a cry, stared at him with two bull eyes, and looked at him with very human eyes.

"No, if I die, I should go to the underworld. How could I go to the ancient painting?"

Chen Changan was shocked.

"Could it be that I have traveled through this painting?"

Chen Changan has also read a lot of online novels, so he soon calmed down.

Whether he dies or not, he is now conscious and clear-headed.

Chen Chang'an felt a little thirsty, walked to the edge of the spring, lay down on the bank, put his head down, and drank in big gulps.

The spring water was sweet and delicious, and the more you drank it, the better it tasted. Chen Changan drank several big gulps, but he still wanted to drink it.

"Not everyone can drink the fairy's bath water, boy, you are very lucky."

Suddenly a buzzing sound came, and Chen Changan was startled, looking around nervously.

"Who?"

No one answered, except for a big yellow ox, there was no second living thing nearby.

bath water?

Chen Chang'an felt a little sick to his stomach. At this moment, a warm current rose from his abdomen and swam through his limbs in an instant. The refreshing feeling made him groan.

His skin became red, and steam was coming out of his whole body, and after a while, a large amount of black dirt leaked out from under his skin.

Those black stains were too sticky to the body, and they couldn't be wiped off. Chen Changan thought for a while and jumped into the spring water, and took a quick bath.

When he came out of the spring, he found that his skin became white and shiny, and all the scars and small wounds on his skin disappeared.

Now he just feels refreshed, his eyes are bright and his heart is bright, and he is in the air!