Hold on, you can't bend!

The setting sun shines at night, and in early autumn, the wind is already a little cool after the sun has set. Zhang Nan took off the portrait on the drawing board and handed it to the expectant girl in front of him: "The painting is finished, let's have a look."

The little girl was only [-] or [-] years old. When she took the portrait of herself, she shyly pursed her lips and blushed slightly.

Zhang Nan glanced at the time, and smiled at the three or five onlookers who were watching his paintings: "Okay, I won't draw today, pack up and go home."

As a result, a young lady next to her quit and muttered: "Ah, I won't draw anymore? Don't, I've been waiting for a long time, draw me another one!"

Zhang Nan squinted his eyes and looked at her for a few seconds, then suddenly said: "If... I remember correctly, you have come here three times this week, and you just finished painting a color portrait the day before yesterday. Do you want to set up a set of photos?"

The people around couldn't help laughing out loud, and the young lady also laughed and discussed with him: "If you don't want a set of photos, I'll just collect seven of them, so I'll draw another one today?"

Zhang Nan put away the drawing board and put it in the drawing bag at hand: "I really can't draw anymore, there is not enough time, if you really have a special liking for Shenlong, come early tomorrow, and I can draw one for you directly."

The little girl's eyes were shining brightly, and she was not angry when she was rejected. Instead, she took out her mobile phone and said, "Then... can I add you as a friend?"

These days, the number of people who take the initiative to scan the QR code to add friends will never be less than those who want a portrait. Zhang Nan has taken it for granted, smiled, and said: "I am severely socially phobic, and I tremble when I hear the notification sound of my mobile phone." kind, so I won’t add friends.”

"Who are you lying to?" The little girl curled her lips and muttered, "Isn't it... afraid that your girlfriend will be angry?"

"Huh?" Zhang Nan packed up the drawing board, turned around and looked at her with a smile in his eyes: "No, it's because I'm afraid that my boyfriend will be unhappy."

Little girl: "???"

Little girl: "!!!"

However, this young lady, when you hear the word "boyfriend", you don't frown, you don't curl your mouth, what does it mean that you suddenly start laughing?

It's too obvious, hey!

The setting sun became more and more splendid, and a large piece of burning clouds spread in the sky, and the crowd around gradually dispersed. Zhang Nan packed his backpack, guessing that Fu Yuzheng would arrive in a while, so he sat leisurely on his small bench On the chair, the cool wind blowing from the lake not far away.

However, it didn't take long for him to be comfortable, and the leisurely atmosphere was broken by an abrupt voice beside him.

"Yo, it's really Mr. Zhang. I thought you were half-retired, and you didn't expect to switch to street painting?"

The voice was not unfamiliar, Zhang Nan turned back slowly, and sure enough, he saw Wu Qiong, who likes to spray female fragrance, wearing a colorful shirt and black jeans, standing behind him with a smile, and there were a few people in the original circle who were walking with him. His peers basically belong to the same category as Wu Qiong.

What is this called, the enemy's road is narrow or come to provoke?Zhang Nan didn't care too much, even his expression didn't fluctuate, he just nodded slightly to the people behind him, and then slowly leaned back on the chair.

——and moved his shoulders to find a more comfortable angle for himself.

Wu Qiong: "..."

Sensing Zhang Nan's indifference, Wu Qiong smiled to himself, he didn't seem to be worried, but turned from behind him to the front, looking down at him, and said: "Why, it turns out that the smash hit The original manga artist is in such a miserable situation now that he needs to practice drawing portraits in the park to make money?"

Zhang Nan lazily raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and said nothing.

Wu Qiong leaned over slightly, got closer, and said in a low voice: "If I didn't see a picture of you on the forum occasionally, I really can't believe that you are confused like this now-but Teacher Zhang is Teacher Zhang, whether it is painting The comics are still on the street, but the influence is still the same, the key is... this face can be punched."

After speaking, he straightened up and asked the friends behind him with a smile, "Is this the truth?"

"That can't be wrong!"

Wu Qiong smiled with a bit of a villain's smugness, and said: "But Teacher Zhang, you said that if I speak quickly and accidentally say a few words about your current situation and the buddies in the circle...or send a message Weibo will report your safety to your fans, won’t it be a big hit?”

Zhang Nan sighed, slowly got up from the armchair, casually rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, his voice was dull, and he couldn't hear any emotion: "Let's say goodbye, after all, I'm already half-retired , in case you 'accidentally' make some headline hot search again, don't you 'rightly popular' Rolls look very shameless?"

Wu Qiong's face darkened in an instant, and the ruthlessness lingering between his eyebrows was almost visible: "It's all over, the creative inspiration is exhausted, and the status in the circle is not guaranteed, how can you be so crazy?!"

Zhang Nan shook his head regretfully: "I'm just kidding, it doesn't matter whether you're crazy or not, you see, you're trying to deceive fans, and your works before becoming famous have obvious reference styles. Doesn't that prevent you from making fun of yourself everywhere now?" ? Oh yes, although I don’t quite understand which bottle of perfume gave you your courage, but it’s still... well, why bother?”

"Why bother?" In fact, Zhang Nan's expressionless tone and expression are very oppressive, but Wu Qiong has been proud of himself recently, facing the previous situation that would scare him. The inexplicable pressure, but at this time he can still withstand it, he does not retreat and advances, and automatically ignores Zhang Nan's warning, obviously he wants to take advantage of today's opportunity that he deliberately found to push back the south wall that he hit before. Li: "What do you mean, you mean that even if you really quit the circle and reduced to making a living by sketching in the park, you still don't like our group of 'popular painters'? Zhang Nan——"

This was almost the first time that Wu Qiong called him by his first name directly: "The dead duck has a hard mouth, probably you are talking about people like you?"

Zhang Nan raised his head slowly, and the oppressive feeling suddenly increased in his calm expression just now. There was a trace of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly: "You dead duck... who are you talking about?"

Wu Qiong reacted slowly: "—You!"

"If I don't leave, my good mood will be wiped out. Then you may know that it's not just my stubbornness that I take care of you."

"Fuck, why are you so-uh!"

Before Wu Qiong finished speaking, Zhang Nan frowned imperceptibly, and the next second, when Wu Qiong was completely unprepared and had no time to react, he suddenly waved——

Tell you to go away and you don't go away, do you really think that I am reluctant to cut you?

This punch almost carried the legendary "fist style", it stabilized quickly, and landed directly on Wu Qiong's left jaw sharply and fiercely. Wu Qiong was stunned for two seconds and then felt the pain. With half of his face sideways, he took a few steps back and then bent down tremblingly.

"Brother Qiong!"

"Are you fucking serious?!"

"Fuck, fuck him!"

Wu Qiong brought several younger brothers from the circle to see this, and stepped forward one after another, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

Zhang Nan looked coldly at the few people on the opposite side, and slowly rubbed the palm of his left hand over the bones of his right finger——

Damn, the effect of force is mutual, and it hurts.

but……

He watched Wu Qiong covering his chin and mouth in pain, and there were drops of blood gradually overflowing from between his fingers, and he couldn't help wondering——

Is it a back molar, or is the tip of the tooth knocking in the mouth?

People are finished, but the teeth are not bad, huh?

Wu Qiong was punched, endured the excruciating pain coming from his jaw, and waited for a long time before slowly straightening up, the back of his hand wiped the corner of his mouth that was still bleeding, the fierce light in his eyes almost turned into a sharp blade, and he slashed Yes, he wanted to eat Zhang Nan alive in front of him: "Damn it!" He gritted his teeth... He gritted the other tooth, and said viciously: "Brothers, I can't make it through today!"

This means Zhang Nan is clear - if you can't make it through, you can't, that's a fight.

Well, let's do it too.

Following Wu Qiong's loud shout.The few people just now suddenly formed a siege, and surrounded Zhang Nan in the middle. I don't remember who made the move first. Anyway, after Zhang Nan's tyrannical thinking came back, and he knocked down a fool who tried to sneak up on him, The only ones standing in front of him were Wu Qiong and another buddy who was so skinny.

Well, it's rare that Zhang Nan's thoughts can be distracted for a while at this time - this figure is indeed the standard for drawing wrist circles.

"Ma Gan" supported Wu Qiong to stand opposite, looked at the teammates on the ground who were covering their stomachs and frowning and groaning, and then looked at Zhang Nan who was panting slightly, but his hair was slightly messy, and his face was pale. , hesitantly said: "Qiong, Brother Qiong... this..."

Wu Qiong shook off his hand and rushed towards him with big strides, his eyes were cold. According to the standard posture of Zhang Nan's punch just now, he was about to return it in an instant——

Zhang Nan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Hey, don't move."

The tone of this sentence is very light, more like a reminder for no reason. Wu Qiong was obviously taken aback during the process of punching, but before he could understand what it meant, the T-shirt on his body was suddenly pulled from behind vigorously. The collar suddenly tightened, causing him to suffocate and his face flushed instantly——

Immediately afterwards, the force suddenly increased, and "Wu Qiongluosi", who loves women's fragrances, was thrown out like a chicken.

The person who was showing blood-stained demeanor arrogance and ready to attack the next second is completely dazed lying in the moist and fragrant grass after the rain, enjoying the freshness of nature. How should I put this picture—— Quite the reverse.

Zhang Nan stretched the hem of his clothes with an unnatural expression, and brushed his slightly messy hair twice casually. After Wu Qiong fell, Fu Yuzheng, who appeared in front of him completely, cleared his throat, a little panicked: "Well, here it is... It's quite early to get off work today."

Fu Yuzheng glanced at the few people lying on the ground, looked at Zhang Nan with deep eyes, and secretly calculated in his heart, making sure that this person didn't suffer, so he said coldly: "It's not too early, it's still a step too late , or you can see your demeanor of single-handedly fighting against the crowd."

Zhang Nan: "..."

I'm not, I don't, I explain!

At this time, Wu Qiong recovered from the dazed circle of the fall, supported the ground and struggled to get up, shook his buzzing head, and spoke a little slowly: "You—who the hell are you, Where did it come from?"

Fu Yuzheng looked sideways lightly.

Zhang Nan was startled.

Wu Qiong and his group made it clear today that they came here on purpose to find trouble. It doesn’t matter if they block him. He can roll back if he speaks badly. .

He couldn't get Fu Yuzheng involved because of all the old things in his circle, and... the other party's deliberate finding fault with a grudge.

They don't deserve the doctor's dirty hands holding a sterile scalpel.

"Brother!" Zhang Nan spoke again before Wu Qiong and Fu Yuzheng, "Let's go home first, uh... go home and listen to me tell you slowly?"

However, it may be that the smell of women's perfume on his body was completely covered by the fragrance of soil, such a cruel fact further aroused Wu Qiong's anger, he rubbed his neck with a red mark from his collar, and interjected with a sneer: "Brother? , why didn’t I know that Mr. Zhang still has this relative? Is this my cousin... or brother Qing?”

Zhang Nan saw Fu Yuzheng's expression completely cooled down.

Zhang Nan didn't have time to stop, Fu Yuzheng walked steadily in front of Wu Qiong, lowered his eyes and stared at him, the atmosphere was instantly tense, and the torrent was surging.

After a while, Fu Yuzheng suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

Wu Qiong: "..."

Zhang Nan: "..."

Ah... never expected.

Wu Qiong was stunned for a moment, then pulled away the corner of his injured mouth, his eyes were ambiguous, turned around on Zhang Nan, and then returned to Fu Yuzheng's handsome face, and said in an unclear way: "Who am I... ...If you want to ask Mr. Zhang, it depends on who he wants me to be...who, or—”

He moved a little closer, and said with a low smile to Yuzheng: "Handsome guy, if you want me to be whoever..."

Wu Qiong has been in the circle for many years, and he has always had a vicious eye for seeing people. With just one glance, he almost believes that Fu Yuzheng's model is definitely the best.

Fu Yuzheng frowned slightly, and stepped back half a step imperceptibly, Wu Qiong's smile became brighter, and he automatically ignored it...or deliberately looked at Zhang Nan's cold expression, and said, "Hey, why are you hiding?" ?”

Fu Yuzheng: "You are rotten."

Wu Qiong's expression froze instantly: "..."

Zhang Nan suddenly laughed out loud: "Hahahaha!"

Killing and killing people, Tianxiu!

Wu Qiong became angry in an instant, but Fu Yuzheng didn't give him a chance to talk nonsense, he casually pointed to the helpers who were holding the corpse on the ground, and said coldly: "Two options, or take your people now and go to the hospital for an evening outpatient clinic." , Prescribe some anti-inflammatory drugs and go home."

"Either continue to entangle - I will personally send you to the hospital later, but it may not be up to you to hang on to any department at that time."

Wu Qiong: "..."

At this time, the "Ma Gan" who was standing next to him to cheer for him slipped over, tugged at the corner of Wu Qiong's clothes, and persuaded him in a low voice: "Forget it, Brother Qiong, we are supposed to go first... let's go, anyway. Old... now that he's messed around with this, is he venting his anger?"

Wu Qiong didn't say a word, but stared at the two people in front of him with gloomy eyes.

Having said all that, Fu Yuzheng didn't waste any more words, picked up Zhang Nan's drawing board, folded the small armchair, and said softly, "Let's go home."

Zhang Nan nodded sharply and hurriedly followed, until the two of them walked a few meters away, then he approached with a smile and said, "Doctor Fu is super handsome today, killing people without blood, killing them invisible!"

"Don't be courteous, it's useless." Fu Yuzheng glanced at him indifferently with an indifferent expression.

"Your account, let's go home and settle it."

The author has something to say: Fu Xiaozheng: One word kills, lore kills.

Zhang Xiaonan: Huh!Harm pia!

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