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

When Lin Luo and three roommates walked to the school gate, Feng Juan was still setting up a stall there.

There were a few people in front of her stall who were arguing, and they didn't know what they were arguing about.

Lin Luo frowned, ran forward, pushed the group of people away, and blocked Feng Juan.

"What are you doing?"

Those people looked like students from the United States, with colorful hair and gaudy clothes.

One of the boys with green hair dyed said: "Who are you, what does it matter to you? Go away!"

"This is my mother!" Lin Luo said, "It's none of my business, what are you doing, don't make trouble here, if you make trouble here, I'll call the school security."

"Call, go and call." The green hair said, "You are her son? That's fine."

"Let me tell you, our brothers ate your mother's pancake fruit and got diarrhea. If you don't give an explanation, today's matter will not be resolved."

"Impossible," Feng Juan said, "The pancakes I make are clean and hygienic, and the ingredients are the freshest and healthiest. Why would I have diarrhea?"

Feng Juan, who has been selling pancakes for so many years, is the most conscientious, and never fools customers with non-compliant ingredients, and has never had any accidents in so many years.

Back then in Yunhai City, now in Gome, anyone who has eaten the pancakes she made would say that her pancakes are delicious and filling?

"How is it impossible?" Lu Mao said, "The few of us bought your pancake fruit at the same time, and then we all had diarrhea. It wasn't because of your pancake fruit, what else could it be?"

"Are we still blackmailing you?"

"You set up a stall here, do you have a sanitation permit, do you have a health certificate, are all the documents complete?"

"Of course it's complete." Lin Luo blocked Feng Juan from behind, "You said you had diarrhea, but you have to tell the evidence, don't slander people with empty words."

"I slander people?" Lu Mao was angry.

"Hey, let me go, let me go." A voice suddenly came in from behind a few people.

"Who the hell, don't worry about it..." Lumao turned her head, and got stuck before she could finish her sentence.

Because standing behind him is Mao Jun who is 1.9 meters tall and weighs more than [-] kilograms.

Mao Jun was a tall man with a heavy alcohol smell on his body, and his face was still a little red. He looked down at the green hair who was only 1.7 meters high.

"Who the fuck are you talking about?" Mao Jun asked.

"I, I..." Lumao immediately faltered.

Mao Jun raised his eyes to look at Lin Luo, and said, "Nonuo, is this person causing trouble at Auntie's place?"

Seeing the green hair coaxing so quickly, Lin Luo wanted to laugh untimely, forced the corners of his lips, and said very playfully:

"Yes, Brother Mao, it's them."

Mao Jun's face darkened: "Nuo Nuo is my brother, you are causing trouble at his mother's stall, do you want to fight?"

Mao Jun rolled up his sleeves.

He is muscular and is not afraid of the cold. Although it is winter, he only wears a sweater.

Rolling up the sleeves reveals well-defined muscles.

Mao Jun clenched his fist, and his knuckles cracked like in the movie.

He had a fierce look on his face, he didn't look like a good person, Lu Mao and the others were afraid of being beaten, the corners of their eyes twitched slightly, and hurriedly said:

"No, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, not a disturbance."

"Misunderstanding?" Mao Jun grinned, and raised his fist to hit him.

Lumao screamed and ran away.

They confiscated the money, and they did this kind of thing purely because they wanted to hug Miao Yanjun and Miao Sujun's thighs.

It's not worth taking a beating for it.

Mao Jun was still yelling from behind: "Don't run away, I haven't fought with anyone for a long time, and I don't know if this fist is rusty."

Those people ran even faster, and soon disappeared into the night without a trace.

It was the first time that Feng Juan could still do this, and she directly threatened to drive people away with force.

However, after Mao Jun scared him away, he smiled shyly at him, scratched his head and called out, "Hi Auntie, my name is Mao Jun, and I'm Nuonuo's roommate."

Feng Juan suddenly felt a little confused.

Why does this kid look a little silly?

"Okay, hello." Feng Juan said.

Xia Wenqiu supported Bie Yige, who was drunk, and also came to say hello to Feng Juan.

When Feng Juan saw Bie Yige at first, she thought it was a girl, and said in surprise:

"Is your dormitory still mixed with men and women?"

Mao Jun laughed loudly.

Bie Yige shook his head, and said vaguely: "No, it's not... hiccup, Auntie, I'm a boy, a boy."

Although Feng Juan didn't know why the boy dressed up like a girl, but seeing him so drunk that he didn't know anything, she felt helpless and doted on the child.

"Why do you guys drink like this?" Feng Juan smelled alcohol on Lin Luo's body, "Nuo Nuo, have you been drinking too?"

"Well," Lin Luo said, "I drank a little."

He gestured: "Just a little bit."

Feng Juan also knew their boy's personality, so she didn't criticize anything, she just said, "Don't drink so much next time, especially this... the classmate who wears a skirt."

"My name is Bie Yige, Auntie." Bie Yige said.

"Okay, this one classmate." Feng Juan said, "If you can't drink, don't drink so much, it will hurt your health."

"How about it, Nuonuo." Feng Juan said to Lin Luo, "Since we've met each other, I'll bring you roommates to our house for a sit-down, and I'll make you some hangover soup to avoid headaches tomorrow. "

"Okay." Lin Luo agreed.

So Feng Juan closed the stall early and went home with three half-drunk men.

Lin Luo helped Feng Juan push the stall, Xia Wenqiu supported Bie Yige, Bie Yige even yelled to have a drink with Mao Jun, next time he would definitely drink him down.

A group of people arrived at Lin Luo's house so noisy.

Lin Luo's house is not big - it's not that he doesn't want to buy a big one, it's that Feng Juan doesn't allow it, saying it's a waste of money, anyway, it's enough for the mother and son to live.

Lin Luo thought so too.

As a result, the problem now arises, the four roommates plus Feng Juan cannot sleep in two bedrooms.

Feng Juan helped Xia Wenqiu take care of the drunks, and gave them the master bedroom to sleep on the sofa by herself.

Lin Luo thought it was inappropriate to let Feng Juan sleep on the bed while he slept on the sofa.

But in this case, a classmate has to sleep on the sofa with Lin Luo, which is not appropriate.

Therefore, Feng Juan still decided to sleep on the sofa.

As soon as they entered, Mao Jun and the others saw Lin Luo's house, and started booing and exclaiming.

"This location, this decoration, this furniture," Mao Jun sighed with a "tsk tsk", "Nuo Nuo, your family is really rich, I never thought I would make friends with rich people."

Lin Luo was startled, and secretly glanced at Feng Juan, for fear of revealing her secrets.

Feng Juan only thought that he was talking drunk, and didn't think about it at all, and said with a smile: "This house is rented, our family is not a rich family."

Bie Yige was the most knowledgeable among these few people. Fortunately, he was so drunk that he was not so conscious, otherwise Lin Luo felt that he must have revealed his secrets.

After all, he bought those pieces of furniture, none of which were cheap, but Feng Juan didn't understand, and regarded them as ordinary furniture.

As soon as they arrived at Lin Luo's bedroom, they began to marvel again.

Marvel at the oil paintings hanging on the wall, including the collections of contemporary painters bought by Lin Luo, including Lin Luo's own works, and the white paint in the large cabinet.

Mao Jun threw himself on the white paint cabinet and yelled:

"Nuo Nuo, lend me some white paint, the child is suffering."

Lin Luo: "..."

He rubbed his forehead, these two drunks are really amazing.