After the rebirth, my paintings became popular all over the world

"I said that Mr. Youjing is protecting me, so he definitely doesn't dare to do anything to me." Lin Luo said with a smile, "He is so cowardly, he will bully the weak and fear the strong."

"When you harden, he will soften."

"If you are soft, he is harder than anyone else."

Jing Yu frowned upon hearing these words that you are tough and he is soft, and couldn't help but take another look at Lin Luo.

Lin Luo didn't think about that at first, but when he saw his eyes, he came back to it.

"Uncle, you are not pure." Lin Luo teased.

Jing Yu said without changing his face: "After all, I am an adult."

Lin Luo curled the corner of his mouth.

"Are you really underage?" Jing Yu asked again.

"No." Lin Luo was confident, without feeling ashamed at all, "I'm an adult, and I lied to him just now."

"That friend of yours has such a dirty mind, he needs to wash it with dish soap."

Jing Yu was amused by him.

From Lin Luo's house to Bailong Street, whether it's far or close.

It may take more than half an hour to walk, and it only takes a few minutes to drive.

The two of them were talking, and they arrived at the downstairs of the familiar house.

Jing Yu opened the car door for Lin Luo, and before he got out of the car, he began to educate the children again:

"I will ask the studio to send you painting materials again. Don't go there for this reason again, it's not safe. Don't use your hands to fight, they are used for writing and drawing. How do you write and draw?"

Lin Luo touched the back of his hand.

When he beat Lin Yuanlong just now, his own hands were naturally sore and turned blue.

"Be good, don't fight hard with your father."

Hearing the phrase "Be good", Lin Luo rolled his eyes again.

"Oh, and," Jing Yu said, "Since your bicycle was stolen, how will you go to and from school?"

"Take the bus." Lin Luo said, "Don't worry about it, you can go home, wash and sleep, just take care of yourself."

"I'm an adult." Lin Luo emphasized the word "adult".

It's good to meet this person, except that he always nagging and likes to put on the airs of an elder to educate himself.

"Little brat." Jing Yu cut off his head.

Lin Luo dodged his hand angrily, jumped out of the car, and was about to stay away from this man, but after taking two steps, he turned around and said, "Don't forget about the auction house!"

"I know." Jing Yu waved at him.

Although the stolen painting materials were not recovered, Lin Luo was still in a good mood when he returned home.

Humming a song and opening the door of her own house, just as Lin Luo entered, she saw Feng Juan looking back at him from the window.

Lin Luo's heart skipped a beat when she heard Feng Juan ask:

"Nonuo, who is that person?"

Because of worry, Feng Juan stood at the window and waited for Lin Luo to come back.

Just now Jing Yu sent Lin Luo downstairs, and Feng Juan noticed the scene of the two talking and laughing.

She can't recognize a luxury car or a luxury car, but in her heart, only rich people can afford to drive a car.

Being far away, of course Feng Juan couldn't hear what they were talking about, and could only vaguely see a man in the car.

How could such a person send Lin Luo home?

"Eh..." Lin Luo was stuck for a while, his eyes were a little flustered, "It's the boss of the studio."

Once you get started, it will be easier for the lies to continue.

Lin Luo's expression didn't change, his heart didn't beat:

"Didn't I say that I went to the studio to paint and was spotted by the bosses there? They thought I had great potential, so they sent the painting materials to my home and asked me to study by myself first, and then go to their studio to study when I have time."

"That is the owner of our studio. Just now I went out to find my dad, but the bicycle was stolen. Passing by the studio, they sent me back."

Feng Juan frowned, it made sense, and she said with a smile: "Then you have to thank them very much."

Lin Luo: "Yes, yes."

"However, why was the bicycle stolen?" Feng Juan said, "It's just such a broken bicycle and it's a thief who is so heartless. He's a killer."

Because she was selling pancakes during the day, by this time, Feng Juan was already very tired, with a tired look on her face, and her speech was not so full of air.

"Maybe it's too dark at night and I can't see clearly." Lin Luo scratched his head, supported Feng Juan and said, "Mom, it's so late, you should go back to sleep quickly."

"Then how will you go to school in the future?" Feng Juan was worried.

Their family only has this bicycle. Feng Juan used to rely on this bicycle when she went out to buy vegetables.When Feng Juan wasn't using it, Lin Luo would ride it to and from school.

"Take the bus." Lin Luo said.

Seeing the worry in Feng Juan's eyes, Lin Luo comforted, "Mom, don't worry, I will help you share the burden soon. When I grow up, I can support you, so you don't have to work so hard to get rid of it in the future." It's stalled."

Sending Feng Juan to the bedroom, coaxing her to sleep, Lin Luo also went back to sleep.

The next day, the studio delivered new painting materials.

When he came back that night, Lin Luo started to draw.

This is a work that Lin Luo intends to sell at a high price, so he draws very seriously, and he must show his full skills.

That night, Lin Luo only laid a base color and laid it all night. Of course, most of the time he was just thinking about the canvas.

So when Lin Luo went out to class the next morning, with two panda eyes on his face, he was in a daze, and felt that he was about to soar.

The original owner, Lin Nuo, is a person who goes to bed early and gets up early, and has a very strict schedule. He has never lived through the night since he grew up.

Lin Luo felt uncomfortable for a while.

So when he was in school that day, Lin Luo fell asleep for almost half the day.

When I come back at night, I will continue to draw.

Lin Yuanlong disappeared for two days after being beaten by Lin Luo.

It was not until the third day that he appeared in front of Lin Luo again.

That day, Lin Luo had just returned home from school, and when he was about to enter the room to draw, he saw Lin Yuanlong standing in front of his easel, looking at his paintings thoughtfully.

"What are you doing?" Lin Luo dropped his schoolbag and ran forward, standing between Lin Yuanlong and the easel.

When Lin Luo saw him, he felt that something was wrong.

Lin Yuanlong wasn't angry, and he didn't ask him to settle the accounts of the previous few days. Instead, he said with a smile, "Nonuo, school is over?"

Lin Luo frowned, staring at him vigilantly: "What?"

"What about painting?" Lin Yuanlong looked at Lin Luo's painting.

He couldn't understand it, and Lin Luo's painting hadn't been finished yet. Now it looked like different color blocks piled up together, like the graffiti of someone who didn't know how to paint at all.

"Yes." Lin Luo agreed defensively, and reminded, "I have used all these painting materials, even if you sell them, you won't be able to sell them at a high price."

"No, I didn't want to take your things." Lin Yuanlong smiled flatteringly, this was an expression he had never shown when facing Lin Luo.

Just looking at this expression, Lin Luo probably guessed what he wanted to say.

"Nonuo, I just want to ask," Lin Yuanlong said, "What is your relationship with that boss in the casino that day?"

Sure enough, Lin Luo thought in his heart that he came to ask for money.

"What does this have to do with you?" Lin Luo said.

Lin Yuanlong rubbed his hands in the corner of his clothes: "That's it, your dad is a little tight lately... I think you seem to know that boss very well, can you let him borrow some money..."