Gong, a powerful minister who falls in love with his imagination, × Shou, a painter whose only thought is to deliver the manuscript on time
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Meng Qingyang is an aspiring young man who is determined to be admitted to the Hanlin Academy of Painting and realize his dreams. Because he lost his money on the way to Beijing to take the exam, he lived on the street selling paintings to make a living. Unexpectedly, as soon as the painting stall was set up, someone knocked him upside down.
Meng Qingyang stared blankly at the man who opened his stall: he is so handsome that he could be worthy of a painting.
The next second, I mentally slapped myself: So what if I look good! Destroying someone's wealth is like killing one's parents. This hatred is irreconcilable!
He gritted his teeth and grabbed the man's sleeve, his voice trembling with nervousness: "You, if you don't pay for my loss... I'll report it to the official!"
Xun Jie, who had just beaten the fugitive, had blood on his face and looked back at him in surprise: "What a coincidence, I am the official."
As compensation, Meng Qingyang was hired as a painter by the Xun Mansion. He had no worries about food, clothing, housing and transportation, and had enough pen, ink, paper and inkstone. The only fly in the ointment is that Mr. Xun, who has many things to do, always likes to come to his small courtyard to inspect the work.
Meng Qingyang: "Why are you here again today, sir?"
Xunfeng sat upright: "Looking for your portrait."
Meng Qingyang's hand holding the pen trembled slightly.
He has been working very hard this month and has already painted thirty portraits of Xunfeng from various angles.
This man is simply outrageously narcissistic! !
[Attack perspective]:
Question: How to correctly attack a painter?
Xunfeng answered confidently: Order endless paintings from him and fully support the cause he loves!
Master Xun's strategy plan A:
Meng Qingyang's small courtyard was filled with pens, inks, paper and inkstones collected from everywhere.
Lord Xun's strategy plan B:
Every day, she dressed up and wandered around in front of Meng Qingyang, acting as a model for his wild paintings.
Meng Qingyang, a migrant worker, shed tears of being squeezed by Party A when faced with enough painting tools to last him a lifetime and a creditor who came to urge him earnestly every day.
Xunfeng: He was moved to tears by me! He is deeply in love with me!
Meng Qingyang: ... Don't be too ridiculous.
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I haven't completely thought out the outline yet, but it should be a light-hearted little sweet article~
Concept: Art is explosion
