You Are Really Good

[Social bull attack VS slight social fear, 7 years difference in years, 1V1 he] Copywriting: Han Mu is thirty-one years old this year and has opened the noodle shop for eight years. From the struggling young man at the beginning, he has become a lazy and depressed person now. The stove at home is hot, but the bed is cold. Han Muchou, I really want to find someone. Spring is here, everything is coming back to life, and the old peacock wants to spread his wings. The rainwater, which was as expensive as oil, brought him a flood of love. The little shop owner who set up a street stall not far away wanted to come in to take shelter from the rain. Han Mu smiled so much that his lips were grinning almost to the base of his ears. He was so perverted that he had already had a wrong idea when he saw that his parents were good-looking and well-behaved. He also pretended to ask: "What's your surname?" The little boss's eyes widened and he stuttered, "Chi, Chi." "Chi Chi." Han Mu said the word "Gulu" in his mouth, and the more he grumbled, the happier he became. Just when he was about to talk in detail, the little boss turned around and ran away. - Chiyin is slightly socially anxious and likes to stay at home and paint. I also wholesale some toys and accessories from the Internet, and I also put a few of my own paintings on them and sell them on the street stalls. He doesn't hawk, rarely actively communicates with others, and just says whatever the customers ask him. Everything is clearly marked with a price. He wanted to train himself through this method, but it still had no effect. Until I met Han Mu. This man is such a loudspeaker that he doesn't care about his own noodle shop and runs over to help him sell it. He also shamelessly boasted, "This painting is the boss's original work. He is uniquely talented and can paint better than any of the great painters." Guest: "Just brag, it's obviously very ordinary." Han Mu: "You are too ignorant." Chiyin blushed and begged him not to say anything. - Later, under Han Mu's strong attack, Chi Yin could only surrender. The stove in Old Peacock's house is hot, and the bed is even hotter. Han Mu: "Yinyin, can you draw a portrait? A completely nude one. I'll be your model. I'll definitely sell it for a high price." Chi Yin: "..." In the end, I painted it, but it didn't sell. Han Mu said in understanding: "So you want to keep it secret." Then he teased: "Then which part of the painting do you like best?" Chiyin's face turned red, "They all like it." Article reading guide: 1. Noodle shop owner vs. Night market vendor, market article, warm and oriented, pure and sweet without abuse. Intention: Very good