Dagami is seriously ill [Quick Transmigration]

The white skin against the black background has a very strong visual impact. I saw the man curled up on the bed in the corner. He couldn't see the front but only the back. The beautiful lines of the back seemed to create an illusion with the messy bed , the slightly curved waist reveals a sexy waist that makes people want to touch it.

Just by looking at his back, you can tell that he is a very sexy man.

This is a painting that, in people's eyes, will fascinate both men and women.

There are many people surrounded by a towering iconic tree in the pedestrian street of the town, including tourists and local residents. Everyone gathers under the big tree as if looking at the oil painting exhibited today.

The lifelike oil painting gives people an illusion, as if looking at the man in the oil painting in the room of the oil painting.

In it, there is always a strange hunchbacked old man staring at the painting of Yan Zhi, with a sneaky look, and even after a long time, he will let out a deep laugh, which is creepy.Sometimes he rubbed his legs, and gradually, suspicious marks appeared in a certain part of the dark pants.

Yang Chenchen would always look up at a certain direction while painting, with anger in his eyes, but he couldn't get distracted because he was helping others paint.But I have a resistance to such a thing in my heart, why should I show my portrait to attract other people's attention.

Now it also attracts strange people.

So I feel more and more that this way of making money is wrong and very disgusting.

Looking at today's effect with satisfaction, it turns out that a shocking picture can attract a large number of people.

Since Mr. Yang came out to paint, the daily income is considerable, at least they don't have to worry about food and drink.In order to bring more benefits, he deliberately picked a picture at home that he thought was excellent, and took it out as a lucky draw.

Sure enough, it immediately attracted a large number of people.

"Everyone, don't worry, our great painter, Mr. Yang, still only draws five sketches a day. If it's an oil painting, please make an appointment..."

Yan Zhi knew that Mr. Yang didn't understand these things, so he became Mr. Yang's agent, helping people manage what to paint today and who would come to paint.

A day passed quickly, they only came out for half a day, they helped people draw sketches in the morning, and painted an oil painting in the afternoon, the schedule was full.

From time to time, Yan Zhi will take some paintings from home to exhibit, one is to help Mr. Yang build confidence, and the other is to attract business, so it seems that the short-term benefits are good.

At least he's been soft on collecting money this week.

But at the end of the day, Mr. Yang got awkward.

Yan Zhi was counting the money carefully on the stone bench, feeling in her heart that learning art is really good. Although the initial investment is a lot, the return is also a lot.In this way, you can make such a sum of money casually in a day, and that month is really impressive.

Yang Chenchen looked at the painting on the side. The back figure with excellent visual impact painted on this painting was his beauty, and he didn't want to show it to others.

He saw that the old man was still staring at Yan Zhi not far away, with a greedy look in his eyes, which made people angry. He thought that he really couldn't stand it, it was fine to paint on the street, why did Yan Zhi still want it? Grab other people's attention by posting a picture of yourself.

The main reason is that the old man kept looking at his appearance, which made him really upset. Why should his appearance be shown to others!

He stepped forward to put away the painting, and looked at the old man with unfriendly eyes.

The old man seemed to sense Yang Chenchen's cold gaze, turned and ran away.

"Yan Zhi, I don't want to come out to paint tomorrow." Yang Chenchen's eyes kept staring at the direction the old man left.

Yan Zhi was just putting away the money when he heard what Mr. Yang said, and raised his head in a daze: "Ah? Why?"

"I don't want me to use what I like to be measured by money. Although money is indispensable, I feel that if I want to get it in a way I don't like, then I don't want it, and I don't like it even more when you take out your own portrait Eye-catching, I don’t think I need this way.”

Yan Zhi raised his brows: "What do you mean?" He slapped the money on the stone bench and stood up and looked at Yang Chenchen: "To attract eyeballs, you think this is to attract eyeballs, don't you think this word is used too much? Why can’t the paintings you draw yourself be shown to others? Otherwise, how do you think you make money these days? Do you think you can rely on yourself?”

Heh, he was helping others, now it's the other way around to blame him?

"I can do it by myself, and I just don't want to continue painting here, and I'm still not happy for you to come out." Yang Chenchen was a little angry when he saw someone, on the one hand he was a little scared and on the other hand he wanted to express his thoughts.

It just doesn't seem like it should be.

"Huh? You don't want to? What about the rent?" Yan Zhi was quite arrogant to see people, and he really wanted to blow his head off again today, dare to talk to him with such an attitude?unwilling?

Fury rushed up.

"I'll give you all the money for these few days, is it enough for this week?" Yang Chenchen felt disgusted when he thought of the old man's eyes.

Yan Zhi's heart suddenly became angry when he heard the person's indifferent tone: "What do you mean?"

It's the way he forced people to do it.

"I don't want to be like this. This is not the life I want. I feel unhappy. I can't paint what I want. I don't have freedom." Yang Chenchen went forward to pack his painting utensils. Take out your own portrait for him.

He didn't want his appearance to do this for him.

But some words are just so bad.

"But before you talk about freedom, do you think you have the capital?" Yan Zhi looked at the man's stubborn look: "I understand that learning art has your own views on art, but the reality is so cruel, if you don't step on it first How do you talk about freedom when you enter society and earn enough capital to be free? Talk about freedom with hunger? Talk about freedom with stubbornness?"

Yang Chenchen felt that the words of appearance hurt his self-esteem, and his expression was a little displeased: "I have the capital, and my ability to paint is my capital! Ability is my capital! Why can't I use my capital to discuss freedom. In Does money mean freedom in your eyes? I don’t think it’s a bondage, it restricts my freedom to paint what I want, for me, this is what I hate.”

Yan Zhi was so angry that he felt that the money in his pocket was Yang Chenchen's disdain for him:

"Okay, since you are so awesome and capable of paying my rent on time every week, just use your free and unrestrained way, and I don't bother to care about you. What relationship do I have with you? Isn't it the relationship between the landlord and the tenant? Why should I Care about your life? Since you think my suggestion is not good, you can do whatever you want and leave my house in the end. "

After finishing talking, leave and go home by yourself.

Yah, you're so awesome, you're so proud that you can't survive, how dare you show him face?He's been busy these days and he's also very tired, okay, let's forget about not being grateful at all, and tell him he's unhappy now?Don't want to do it?

Sure enough, this person is not worthy of forgiveness.

"Beautiful!" Yang Chenchen immediately ran after the person who was about to leave. He didn't mean to annoy people, he just wanted to express that he didn't like this way, especially he didn't want people to see the painting of good looks.

That was the last thing he wanted to do with money.

"Don't follow me, let me calm down, I have to think about whether I should continue to rent the house to you." Yan Zhi turned her head and looked at the person warningly: "You better think it through yourself."

"Then where are you going?" Yang Chenchen became very irritable when he saw that someone was leaving. He was afraid that his appearance would disappear where he couldn't see it.

"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to control me?" Yan Zhi said bluntly: "I am a realistic person. The economic base determines the superstructure. Before reaching a certain level, even if your spiritual world has obtained Sublimation is only the spiritual world. We live in reality. Only when we get the touchable things can we have deeper things. Otherwise, I will feel uneasy, do you understand? Now you want to use your talents to pursue me, I will not agree, because I am afraid of death, I want to live, and there are conditions to live."

"I..." Yang Chenchen looked really angry looking at his face, and his mood also became irritable: "I'm just expressing my thoughts, I don't want to make you angry."

"Aren't you making me angry by saying that?" Yan Zhi lowered his head and sneered a few times, what was he really doing again, and he couldn't help but want to help when he promised not to forgive, see now it's like this again : "Starting from today, you can figure out your own way. I don't care how you want to live. Anyway, give me my rent. I'm waiting for your rent to go to the doctor."

After finishing speaking, he left without looking back.

Fuck, I'm so pissed off!

Yang Chenchen looked at Yan Zhi's leaving figure, his chest heaved violently, why should he be angry with him, he felt that what he said was not wrong.

——Hey idiot, how would you know if you don't tell me about your appearance.

Yang Chenchen was taken aback, why did he hear this man's voice again.

——You have to say how good-looking you are to understand what you mean, you know?Say it because you don't like being seen by others because of your appearance, you want to protect him, not because of other things, understand?

Yang Chenchen hesitated to the extreme, so what should he say is better, Yan Zhi is already angry now.

——And I warn you not to get angry with your appearance in the future, and I will snatch my body again, you know?If Yan Zhi is sick, you have to make money honestly for me. Don’t blame me if you make Yan Zhi cry again.

Hearing that those demons in his mind came out to educate him again, he was very upset, but what they said was not wrong, how could they anger Yan Zhi?

Because Yan Zhi is really angry now, he has to find a way to coax people.

"Hey Mr. Painter!"

Yang Chenchen looked up and saw the first girl who came to him to paint a few days ago: "It's you."

The girl came by herself today, she looked around curiously: "Where is your lover? Didn't you come today?"

"He left in anger." Yang Chenchen put the painting tools he had packed aside, feeling a little depressed.

He also didn't expect that because of his incorrect expression, his appearance would be angered.

"He's mad at you for not catching up? Did you quarrel?" the girl asked.

"I don't want to use painting to make money, but I have no money to pay the rent. He is my landlord. Although I like him very much, he doesn't like me. We had a fight just now, so he definitely doesn't like me even more." Yang Chenchen said Saying that I feel even more uncomfortable.

"How do you live without money?" Although the girl felt that the painter's words seemed to be endless, she probably understood: "Do you think you are unhappy that he asked you to come out to paint and make money?"

"Well, I don't want to use painting as a tool to make money."

"He is your landlord. You said you liked him and he didn't like you, but I saw that he came to help you every day, it doesn't look like he doesn't like you." Making money by painting is insulting you, but how do you support yourself without money, doesn’t he charge you for the house?”

"I didn't accept it before..."

The girl's expression was indescribable: "Okay, then people want your rent now, don't you want to pay it?"

"Yes, but I don't want to make money from painting, I think—"

The girl immediately interrupted him: "If my suitor was like you, I wouldn't want to talk to you either."

Yang Chenchen was taken aback: "Why?" Did he do something wrong?

"Are you going to work to make money?"

"Do not want to."

"Then since you don't intend to work to make money, why don't you make money by painting? It's not shameful, and your landlord told you to make money by painting because he knows your ability, you can do what you like to make money Money, how many people can find a job they like when they are alive. How can you live if you don’t make money? You say you like your landlord, so why do you chase after him? You are very unreliable at first glance, with you Isn't it a burden to be together? No one wants to."

Being with him is exhausting...

Yang Chenchen looked down at his album, he didn't want to either.

"Besides, if you make people angry and don't go after them, your plot is even worse. If the person you like is angry and doesn't coax you, you will be finished. I think it's your fault. His idea of ​​letting you make money with painting is just thinking about it. You like painting, but you don't like it, right? Hmph, then it will be hard for you to catch him."

"Then what should I do?" Yang Chenchen suddenly panicked. Hearing what the girl said seemed to make sense, didn't his appearance make him earn money by painting because he knew he liked painting?

"Of course I went after him!" The girl felt that the painter was an idiot: "It's so strange, boys who study art should have a high EQ, why are you so stupid, don't regret it if you don't go after him after making people angry. "

Yang Chenchen stood up immediately, packed up his tools, thanked everyone, and ran back to the cabin.

He shouldn't be like this when he finally met the lover of his dreams. He should behave well. How can he lose his temper with others? He must think carefully before speaking.

No one has ever taught him how to think before speaking, and what he said these days is the first time he can say so much when he grows up.He doesn't know how to understand other people's feelings, even if he wants to understand, he has already said it subconsciously.

But now, will there be a chance if you mess with your appearance?

When Yan Zhi returned home, he threw all of Yang Chenchen's paintings outside on the lawn in a fit of anger, as well as painting tools, clothes, and a bunch of messy things.

[Wow, you look good, you are so fierce. 】

【He didn't think about me at all, did he think I was really a philanthropist?I can't work now and pay rent is so tiring, why don't I find a happy tenant, I have to live on. 】Yan Zhi is really melancholy at the thought of being penniless: 【Toge, why do you always want me to have no money, can't you give me some money? 】

[Isn't this asking you to see the truth in adversity, and you also said that you want Mr. Yang to support you, so you have to let him support you.And don't be so strong, sometimes showing weakness is also a tactic. 】

Yan Zhi struggled to throw everything out, then turned around, closed the door, and locked it: [Showing weakness?I don't. 】

He wants to let Mr. Yang understand for himself, and he still talks about chasing people?If he can still chase people like this, the end of the world will come.

So when Yang Chenchen came back, he saw the paintings thrown in a mess on the lawn, and his own things were also thrown out. The heart that originally wanted to apologize was suddenly overwhelmed by anger.

The anger in his eyes was not concealed in the slightest, he went to the door and knocked on the door vigorously:

"Yan Zhi, why did you throw out my things!"

Yan Zhi was standing on the balcony on the second floor. He had seen Yang Chenchen come back a long time ago, so he dared to get angry with him?

"Why? Since I am the landlord, I decided not to rent the room to you. You can find angel investors elsewhere without charging you rent."

Yang Chenchen raised his head immediately when he heard the voice, and saw Yan Zhi standing on the balcony on the second floor and looking at him: "But don't you disrespect me a little, even if you want to drive me out, you should wait for me to come back anyway, these paintings of mine are It's very important that you don't-"

"Important?" Yan Zhi smiled, resting his hand on the railing against his chin: "Not necessarily, paintings are dead, people are alive, you don't cherish the living people, you cherish an illusory one, which is interesting. "

"What I draw is dead, I draw it with emotion!"

Yan Zhi's eyes sank: "Then what you said to me is false, right? Do you think I, a living person standing in front of you, is not as good as these paintings?" Come on, don't forget it, turn around and walk inside.

Yang Chenchen's eyes started to panic when he heard people say that: "No, I like it!"

——You wooden fish brain who made you angry about your appearance again, you are dead tonight!

Regardless of his appearance, he lost if he was serious.

"These paintings were my spiritual support when you didn't show up. They meant a lot to me. If I didn't paint you, I might not have survived. I would have died in the orphanage." Yang Chenchen said downstairs , Seeing people leave so resolutely, eyes flushed with anxiety: "Of course I cherish your appearance, you are definitely different from these paintings, these paintings saved the first half of my life, and your appearance is the second half of my life." courage."

No one responded to him, only the wind swayed the flowers on the balcony to respond to him.

Yang Chenchen bent down and picked up the paintings one by one, watching the line of sight from the back of each painting gradually blur: "The meaning is different. After you appeared, I started to draw the front face. I should hide these paintings. I can’t lose it. I just don’t want to share the time of painting you with other people. I feel that 24 hours are not enough to paint you every day, so I don’t want to paint other people.”

Sad tears.

In fact, he just didn't want his appearance to be watched all the time, and he really didn't mean to get angry with others on purpose.

This big man was alone on the lawn outside, whimpering and crying, pitifully packing up the things thrown by the landlord.

Standing at the door of the balcony, Yan Zhi could clearly hear what Mr. Yang was talking alone. It was not pleasant to hear the choked voice, but what was even more unpleasant to him was that Mr. Yang still did not consider his feelings.

Dare to lose your temper with yourself?

He is sick in this world, and he told people from the beginning.Mr. Yang also stated that he wanted to chase him, but when he said it, it was as if he hadn't said it, and he didn't care about him at all.In addition, I ran around the town for so many days with people, and I was exposed to the wind and sun with people, and I didn't even say thank you in exchange for it, and I said that I like money.

This person will always only think about his own feelings and never think about the feelings of others.Then this time, he wants to let people have a taste of what it's like, to see if it feels good.

Yang Chenchen picked up a picture he drew just a few days ago, it was a photo taken by a girl, and he drew it later when he got home.

One was Yan Zhi who fell asleep leaning against his back, and the other was pillowed on his lap.

It's all when the appearance is tired.

Thinking back on the past few days of running around, it is true that Yan Zhi helped him arrange guests, because there were more guests, and he had no time to take care of it because he wanted to paint, so they were all Yan Zhi's helpers.

Carefully rolled up the painting. He shouldn't have said that about his appearance. It was wrong for him to say such things while accompanying him to sell paintings when his appearance was sick.

He is not qualified to chase people, he is so proud that he has nothing, what would he use to love and take care of others.For him, appearance is his dream lover, the person he wants to get.But Yan Zhi did his best to him, otherwise why would he help him like this.

I still don't know what is good or bad, and I deserve my things to be thrown out.

You should admit your mistake, but what to do.

The evening started to cool down and the weather became a bit gloomy.

Yan Zhi felt a little pain in his knees standing up, so he just moved a chair and sat on the balcony, watching Mr. Yang standing stupidly below, it is tolerable not to be able to hold back a word for a long time, can't you even admit a mistake?

The author has something to say:

Yan Zhi: Make me angry again? ! ! !

Mr. Yang knelt down: I was wrong, but what I want to say is——

Appearance: Huh?Do you still dare to speak?

Mr. Yang: Can you stop being so fierce? I'm afraid.

Yan Zhi: ... Ahhh.

Mr. Yang is wronged: I just want to say that you misunderstood me...

Yan Zhi: Then can't you have something to say!

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Hey, did you find anything exciting?

[Key points] → Lin Luo in this world is dead, so that acquaintance is not Lin Luo.

See you in the next chapter.