Dagami is seriously ill [Quick Transmigration]

It is already the season of falling leaves. There are many fallen leaves on the road. Walking along the hillside path to the street, there are many scenery worth stopping to watch along the way.

Especially the snow-capped mountains and lakes not far away are intoxicatingly beautiful.

He and Mr. Yang walked from the hillside to the small town, and besides shopping for things, he also found a job for Mr. Yang to support his family. The two of them could only sit and wait for the mountain to pass when they stayed at home.

"This place is really a good place to retire, comfortable!"

Walking from the hillside to the town, looking at such a comfortable natural beauty, I finally couldn't help but walk to the lake and stop.

Seeing how happy he was, Yang Chenchen took his drawing board and sat down on the lawn next to him:

"Why don't we stay here for a while." He wants to draw this picture, because he can finally draw his sweetheart without relying on imagination, so he cherishes every picture.

In this peaceful and tranquil town, because of the existence of such a person, his inspiration can burst out.

Seeing the beauty, he quickly took out the drawing tools and started to draw: "What do you want to draw?"

"Draw you."

"Are you drawing me again? Don't you draw so much that you don't get tired of it?" Yan Zhi bent down and leaned next to the person to see what the person wanted to draw.

In just a few minutes, Mr. Yang outlined the silhouette of him standing by the lake just now. Although it was a sketch, he couldn't help admiring the skillful technique. Could it be done so quickly?

"How can I get tired of painting you?"

Yan Zhi turned his head sideways to meet Mr. Yang's affectionate eyes, unnaturally trying to get away.

Mr. Yang grabbed his wrist to prevent him from standing up, and then placed a gentle kiss on his lips: "I like you so much and I want to paint you for the rest of my life, until my inspiration runs out, until I die."

plop plop...

[Ding—favorability +1]

I was quite excited at first, but this favorability, huh.

The beauty pushed away Mr. Yang's face in distaste, he only added 1, it was really excellent: "Don't draw, what to draw to make money."

Turn around and walk down the slope, what kind of painting to draw, what good paintings are there, and it is embarrassing to add +1 to so many good-sounding favorability points?

"You wait for me." Yang Chenchen hurriedly put away his picture album and followed him, because his legs were two or three steps long and he followed him.

Go down the hillside, and then you can see the center of the town, where characteristic houses are distributed on the elegant and exquisite streets, arranged neatly and orderly.Although this is a village, it has an elegant pedestrian street. Walking in it is completely different from the countryside. Both the style and the condition are very good.

The modern style blends into this beautiful town without the slightest sense of disobedience, and it is more distinctive against the backdrop of snow-capped mountains and lakes.

Yan Zhi looked around. Of course, he didn't just come out to play. The main thing is to give Mr. Yang a task, which is to make money to support his family. Now he is looking for a suitable place for Mr. Yang to work.

Yang Chenchen only knows how to paint, so find a place where he can make money and paint at the same time.

The two walked to a pedestrian street.

Yan Zhi saw a towering tree in front of the coffee shop not far away, she had a flash of inspiration, and then pointed to the flower bed under a tree: "This place is not bad, the flow of people should be good, there should be many tourists in such a beautiful place, Then you can draw sketches for people here and make money.”

According to Mr. Yang's urgency, the possibility of him moving bricks is zero. It will definitely be fun to work with people's favorite paintings, and if he can make money, he will kill two birds with one stone.

When Yang Chenchen heard Yan Zhi asked him to come out to paint, his eyes were a little conflicted, but because of his appearance, he couldn't be too resistant, so he said:

"But I don't want to paint for others, I just want to paint for you."

Before, there was a businessman who liked the beauty of his paintings and wanted him to help draw a few portraits of women according to his beauty, but he refused all of them because he didn't want to draw other people.As a result, he was retaliated by the businessman. After that, all the galleries dared not want him anymore, and he had no choice but to go here because he couldn’t afford the cost in the city. It was also because he came here that he met someone who was willing to provide him with a house. At that time, I didn't know that the owner of the wooden house was Yan Zhi.

Although he has a house to live in, he lives very hard here. There is no meal, and all his savings are used to buy painting tools, but he doesn't sell any of them because he is reluctant.

Even if he is retaliated against, he is unwilling to paint other people. Even if his teacher said that he cannot continue to create art without a source of money, even if he angers everyone, he ignores it.

He likes things that are pure and without purpose. He doesn't want the things he loves to be stained with other purposes. He wants to do whatever he wants.

So he still resisted Yan Zhi's proposal.

"Then I want you to pay the rent and you can't pay it. The best way is to get living expenses through your own efforts. Otherwise, how you live, how I live, I have no money." Yan Zhi said very bluntly, He clearly saw the rejection in people's eyes: "Don't tell me you plan not to work for the rest of your life, who will support you? No one will support you. If you want your art to go further and further, you must first have a foundation, you must first To live, is enthusiasm enough to eat?"

Yang Chenchen didn't speak.

Yan Zhi asked people to sit on the stone bench in front of the flower bed, and stood in front of him: "From today on, you will come out here to paint every day, and you have to complete three paintings a day, no matter what method you use. We are now Facing the economic crisis, if it is not realistic, you will starve to death. Only by living in reality can you get in touch with ideals, otherwise don’t talk about anything. Don’t tell me that money is not important, it is very important. Even if you don’t want to It’s good to paint other people, you have to paint, if you don’t paint, you can’t live.”

He didn't know how Mr. Yang lived these days. It was said in the mission that Mr. Yang didn't have any source of income, but how can he do without any source of income now.

[Yan Zhi, don't go to work. 】

I was a little surprised to hear Ai Duoduo's voice suddenly: [Why did you run out. 】

[I have to remind you, you have serious hemophilia so don’t go to work, if you get hit and there is no money to save you, you can’t die. 】

【...I am asking Mr. Yang to work now. Anyway, he has to support me in this world, and I don't work. 】

[Well, yes, I support your willfulness, let Mr. Yang support you for a while, then I'm leaving, I can't say too much, bye. 】

"Actually, I can barely survive." Yang Chenchen thought for a long time before saying this.

Yan Zhi was speechless after seeing people think for so long before saying this, so he squatted in front of people: "What about me, have you forgotten me? I'm waiting to collect rent and get medical treatment."

Yang Chenchen was taken aback, cure?

"Didn't I tell you that I was sick? Hemophilia." Yan Zhi bumped his hand on the stone bench, and the naked eye could see a bruise on his arm: "Did you see it?"

"What are you doing!" Yang Chenchen grabbed his hand and said anxiously, looking at the bruise on his arm, his heart ached: "Don't treat yourself like this, I just want to make money."

Yan Zhi listened to Mr. Yang's compromising tone: "I'm not forcing you, but you have to know that people live not only for themselves, but if you want to pursue me, yes, you have to make me feel at ease with you, right? If I God is worried about you, afraid that you will not have enough food and clothing, so can this be love? You have to show me that you are a person worth relying on. As for me, I rent the house to you to live, because I have no For other income, I can only rely on rent collection. My current source of income depends on whether you work or not, so do you understand?"

Yang Chenchen leaned over, held the man's face and kissed his forehead: "I see, I will work hard, for you."

Yan Zhi: "... As I said, you can't have such a thing as kissing and hugging." After speaking, she stared at the person.

"Okay." Mr. Yang sat down properly, for the sake of appearance, he should try it.

Yan Zhi stood up and told people how to do business: "Street painting also needs to pay attention to speaking skills, how to attract customers to come to you for painting, you can't just sit here, you have to learn to attract customers. You also need to observe words, For example, when you see a couple, what do you say?"

Yang Chenchen thought about it seriously, but he didn't have anything in his mind except his appearance, so he was a little worried, so he raised his head and asked, "I don't know."

"...Is there nothing in your mind?" Yan Zhi looked at the person speechlessly.

"I have you on my mind."

Yan Zhi turned his face away and looked at the opposite side: "Hey, listen to me, you can draw a portrait of a couple first, for example, the background is the coffee shop opposite, and the couple can sit on the chairs outside the coffee shop holding hands and leaning on each other or face-to-face, after the painting is finished, you put it here to attract customers. Then when you see a couple, ask politely: Do you two want to record the sweetest moment?"

"What if they refuse?" Mr. Yang looked at Yan Zhi's vivid expression without taking his eyes off it. It's great to be able to keep looking at people like this.

"Then you go ahead, it will definitely not be smooth sailing." Yan Zhi said: "Behave well, I will rely on you to make some money tonight and let us eat something good. I ate all the leftovers at home yesterday, you Are you willing to make me hungry?"

"Not willing." How could he be willing to starve his face.

"Then try it. You have to believe that you can draw other people's pictures. It shouldn't be difficult for you."

Yang Chenchen looked down at the face value just painted in the album, and touched his fingers: "But I may not draw as well as I did when I painted you."

He paints with strong emotions for his beauty, which is different from painting others. He doesn't like to paint other people, and his beauty is all he has.

"Are you painting me for work?"

"No."

"Then will you draw ugly pictures when you draw other people?"

"No, I'm good at drawing."

"Then you treat this as a job, and distinguish me from them, from the emotional level." Yan Zhi patiently told people: "You paint me with emotion, and paint other people with painting skills, understand ?"

So far, it seems that he doesn't feel that Mr. Yang is a manic person, he is very docile, at least he is obedient, and he is not afraid of getting along with others like the mission content said.

Of course, as Ai Duoduo said, it is only because Mr. Yang is facing himself now, what if it is someone else?

He still doesn't know how Mr. Yang will behave to other people. At least he has to see how Mr. Yang behaves to other people so that he can think about how to solve it.

"it is good."

Yan Zhi saw that the person agreed very simply, and nodded in satisfaction: "Then now you try to draw a portrait of a couple and put it out, try to attract guests."

When Yang Chenchen heard about the couple's appearance, he subconsciously said, "Then let me draw the two of us."

"...Whoever is your lover, draw someone else!"

Yan Zhi felt the heartbeat in his chest was accelerating abnormally.

"Now I don't see other couples, I only have you on my mind."

Mr. Yang's eyes were pure and calm, his appearance finally compromised, he shrugged and said: "Okay, then you can draw, what do you need me to do."

"You just sit in the coffee shop across the way."

Yan Zhi walked to the coffee shop, sat on the chair and looked at the person sideways: "Is that all right?"

Yang Chenchen opened the album and held a pen, and raised his head to meet Yan Zhi's eyes.

The person he likes is sitting on the wicker chair and looking at him sideways. The sun is very good today, and the parasol only blocks part of the light, and a small part is scattered on the table, outlining the facial contours of Yan Zhi, as if blending into Sunshine is normal.

Dazzling but unwilling to avert his gaze.

"Don't look at me, look directly opposite you." Yang Chenchen picked up a brush and drew on the drawing paper. His inspiration came to him, and his mind was filled with scenes of him and Yan Zhi face to face in the coffee shop.

How they will look at each other, what kind of laughter will they have.How Yanzhi will smile, whether his eyes are curved or his lips are pouty, he will look at Yanzhi, whether his eyes are curved or his lips are raised.

Why does he always want to paint his face, because this is something he once dreamed of but thought impossible. He poured all his emotions into painting, just for what he thought was a ridiculous dream.

Obsessive, crazy, and only do one thing.

Because when he is hungry and has nothing to eat, he even eats the paintings with good looks, so that he feels satisfied.

You must know that this person is his spiritual pillar and spiritual food, and even his soul.

Perhaps it was the special aura of the two that attracted the attention of a couple.

"Wow, Luca, did you see that this painter is really good at painting, is he painting the man opposite?" The girl looked at the scene written by Yang Chenchen with the boy on her arm, but she saw that there was not only one person in the painting: "Hey, who is the man opposite that handsome guy?"

The boy pointed to Yang Chenchen who was painting: "It's him."

The girl was extremely surprised: "Are you a couple!" She looked at the man in the painting, especially the man sitting in the coffee shop right now, and she outlined a special feeling in the painter's pen, which was very obvious.

The love that overflows the drawing paper.

Yang Chenchen heard a bunch of couples coming in front of him, and his hand holding the pen began to tremble with nervousness, but he tried his best to control his uneasy emotions, and then looked up at the people: "You, hello."

When he was young, he first showed his edge in the painting world because of his paintings, but later he fell because of his stubborn and unsocial personality. He also wanted to change, but he just couldn't control his emotions.

Seeing the painter's appearance, the girl's eyes were amazed, as if she could see Yang Chenchen's nervousness, she smiled and said, "You are so handsome, you look so good together!" Then she pointed to the man opposite.

The boy was a little helpless and the girl's nympho: "I'm still next to you, do you think other men are handsome?"

"Oh, I'm just boasting."

Yang Chenchen didn't expect that the couple in front of him had good personalities. He adjusted his nervous breathing and said:

"The person I like gave me a task today. He wants me to make money and cook delicious food for him in the evening. Can you buy me a painting? I will paint the two of you and leave your sweet moments."

The girl listened to the painter's speech very mechanically, as if she was repeating the task, but she found it quite interesting.

"Okay, okay." She smiled and pointed at the man opposite who seemed to be dozing off fishing: "But did the person you like fall asleep while being a model for you?"

Yang Chenchen looked up, and sure enough, he saw that the person propped his head little by little, and almost bumped into the table several times, his eyes were a little worried.Then he said to the couple next to him:

"Do you want to sit across from me? It's easier for me to draw there. You can sit freely and I will help you draw."

He can talk freely with his appearance, but he will be very nervous with people outside, maybe because of the shadow of his childhood, he is afraid of getting hurt, and it is also because many older painters in the painting circle will oppress him and always speak sharply, so he did not expect to talk to outsiders today. people try to talk, surprisingly easy.

He has lived for 28 years, has only lived in three places, and has only spoken to a handful of people. He is used to not speaking for a long time, but it seems that the arrival of his appearance has changed him.

The girl thought it was very interesting, she pulled her boyfriend and said, "Let's draw it. It feels good. It's so boring to come here to play and take pictures. Let him draw a picture for us. Let's go and sit there." Yang Chenchen blinked: "I can still help you."

Yang Chenchen was a little embarrassed to see people so lively. He hadn't been with people for a long time, but this time he didn't feel as scary as he imagined.

"Then I'll wake him up." He got up and walked across.

Yan Zhi sat up and yawned, because it was so boring, she started to doze off as soon as she stretched her hands behind her back, and woke up several times only to be woken up by her fishing head.

Seeing that the person's head was about to hit the table, Yang Chenchen immediately put his hand in front of the person's forehead to protect it from knocking.

Yan Zhi felt that he had bumped into something soft, raised his head in a daze, and then saw Mr. Yang running in front of him:

"Why did you come here from me, finished painting?" He yawned as he spoke.

Mr. Yang wiped off the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "Someone asked me to draw, and they wanted to sit with you, so I came to call you."

He faces a state of appearance that is completely different from that of other people, and can switch freely.

Yan Zhi hurriedly stood up and staggered away from Mr. Yang and saw a couple behind him. Do you have a business so soon?

"Oh, it's okay." He smiled and patted Mr. Yang's chest: "It's a bit capable."

Giving up the seat to his lover, he followed Mr. Yang to sit under the flower bed, and it was more comfortable to sit under the big tree.The breeze is blowing and the sun is warm. I really want to sleep while sitting, and I start to doze off again in a daze with my arms folded.

Yang Chenchen was drawing for the couple, and from time to time he heard the people behind him yawn.

He wanted to ask someone to sleep on his own for a while, but in the end he felt a head hit his back, a soft breathing sound came from his ear, and the tip of the pen paused.

Yan Zhi felt that he had found a position where he could lean on to sleep, approached and adjusted his posture, and started to sleep in a daze.

Yang Chenchen lowered his head and raised the corners of his lips slightly, maintaining his posture so that he could sleep more comfortably, and then continued to help the couple opposite him draw.

The sun lazily enveloped the two people under the tree, everything looked so harmonious and beautiful.

After Yang Chenchen finished painting for the couple, the girl couldn't help crying out when she saw how beautiful the painting was, but she couldn't help speaking too loudly when she saw the man sleeping soundly behind the artist.

"You draw so beautifully." The girl smiled and said in a low voice, then pointed at Yan Zhi: "He fell asleep."

Yang Chenchen nodded: "Well, maybe I'm tired."

The boy handed the money to Yang Chenchen, said thank you, and praised the painting by the way.

Before leaving, the girl took out her mobile phone to take a picture of the two of them, and then handed it to Yang Chenchen: "Look, isn't this picture beautiful?"

Yang Chenchen looked at the frozen frame of the photo. They were covered by dappled light on the flower bed and stone bench under the towering tree. The man leaning against him was in a deep sleep, with soft hair hanging on his forehead, sleeping obediently and quietly. Yan makes the picture appear softer.He just sat with a gentle expression on his face.

He wanted to draw it, so he said to the girl, "Can you send me the picture?"

"No problem, the two of you are really good-looking and a match." The girl couldn't help but look at the sleeping face again: "Especially him, his skin is as white as snow, just like an angel, so beautiful .”

Yang Chenchen was naturally happy when he heard the girl's praise of her appearance, and was very grateful after receiving the photo: "If you come back tomorrow, I can draw another one for you for free."

The girl was very excited and pulled her boyfriend to say that she would come back tomorrow.

In the end, the boy took his lively girlfriend away, thanked Yang Chenchen and said that he would definitely come tomorrow.

Yang Chenchen tightly held the money in his hand, he made money, this is the first time he made money painting others, he did it for the sake of appearance.

Then he felt the person's head slipping down behind him, he immediately turned around and put his arms around the person's shoulders, and gently placed his handsome head on his lap.

The breeze was blowing, and the light fell dappled on the ground.

Yan Zhi fell into a deep sleep, perhaps because she was very tired, but she didn't wake up after all this tossing, and she slept soundly on Mr. Yang's lap.

Yang Chenchen stroked Yan Zhi's head with tenderness in his eyes.

If it can be like this all the time, then he is willing to change himself, and he is willing to do more things in order to make his appearance better.

Even if I still feel a little uncomfortable because I have to draw other people to make money, the most important thing is to take good care of my appearance.

He can bear it.

The cheerful girl in front turned around and took the opportunity to snap a photo, which she decided to pass on to the handsome painter tomorrow.

The picture freezes on Mr. Yang looking down at Yan Zhi on his legs. Although he can't see the expression, the movement of stroking Yan Zhi's head is extremely gentle, and people can imagine the expression on his face just by looking at it.

Must be happy.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Yang: Am I very warm? Praise me

Yan Zhi: You think too much, don't quarrel with me if you have the ability in the next chapter!

Mr. Yang: ...Then let me apologize to you first.

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[The key point of the drawing, this businessman is an acquaintance, everyone knows him. 】

Recently, the rabbit is participating in an event in Jinjiang and needs nutrient solution. If there is a cute little one who is willing to invite me to drink it, I will be very touched.