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The next day.
When Bai Yin was playing with the seal, she heard a knock on the door. When she opened the door, she saw a vigorous old man in his seventies standing at the door.
"Is it Master Bai Yin?" The old man was dressed in a dark Tang suit. He spoke elegantly and had a calm and unhurried attitude.
Hu Man, who was practicing piano in the living room, looked over and asked, "Bai Yin, who is that?"
Bai Yin twitched the corner of her mouth, Hu Man revealed her name in one sentence, and now she couldn't even admit it.
The old man obviously noticed it, and the smile lines on his face became deeper and deeper.
Bai Yin counted her fingers, then raised her brows: "Did Lao Litou ask you to come?"
When Bai Yin just named Li Guangdao's name casually, surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and he became even more confident in his old friend's recommendation.
Now all we need to do is get Bai Yin to agree to help.
However, just when the old man was about to say something, Bai Yin said with a smile: "I haven't spent all the money yet, so I won't show people Feng Shui during this period."
If you are an ordinary person, after being rejected so bluntly now, I am afraid that you will smile apologetically, then turn around and leave, and wait for an opportunity to visit later. But the old man just acted like a normal person, his face became more and more kind, and he continued: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, Master."
Bai Yin also smiled. Her smile was also very harmless, but her expression made the old man's heart skip a beat.
Sure enough, Bai Yin said with a smile: "Buddhists talk about pagodas, but our Taoists don't talk about this."
"I'm sorry."
After Bai Yin finished speaking, she closed the door instantly.
The old man looked at the closed door in front of him and was stunned for a moment.
How many years have passed few people have treated him like this. Thinking like this, the old man complained a little. If he had known that Bai Yin would not accept this trick, he would still be a very impatient person. What kind of show was he?
Originally, the old man wanted to talk to Bai Yin first, then reveal his identity and then promise huge profits. How many people would fall for this. This little girl looked young, but she didn't expect that she didn't act according to common sense at all, and didn't even give him a chance to tell the truth.
When Bai Yin entered the room, she heard Hu Man ask curiously: "Who is outside the door? Why didn't you let him in? By the way, I think Congo heard him call you master. Are you the master?"
Bai Yin rolled her eyes at her. She knew that Hu Man was just bored and flustered. He wanted to talk to her even if there was no topic, so she said coolly: "Are you sure you want to stop now? Auntie will buy it soon." The food is back.¡±
Hu Man laughed dryly and quickly put his hands on the guqin again.
In this way, the sound of the piano gradually began.
After closing her eyes and listening for two minutes, Bai Yin said, "I missed a note."
Hu Man stuck out his tongue at Bai Yin, and then he didn't dare to be distracted anymore. Naturally, he completely forgot about the word "Master".
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As the old man walked out of the building, he was greeted by an elite-looking young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
"Grandpa" The young man looked at the empty space behind the old man. He was a little surprised, "You didn't invite the master out?"
The old man said angrily: "If I ask you to come out, can you come out alone?"
The young man looked at the particularly irritable old man and cursed in his heart. He was rejected by others and now he is taking it out on him.
The young man was not annoyed. He spread his hands and said, "I just said, let me go up and invite you. You don't have to lose your old face."
The old man became even more angry, "Isn't it that I'm thinking that it would be more sincere if I went in person!"
Who would have thought that Bai Yin locked him out without asking.
"You don't understand, right now, little girls like handsome men like me." The young man adjusted his glasses and raised the corners of his lips slightly.
What¡¯s more, he is still a star now. Basically, there is no little girl who doesn¡¯t like him.
When the old man saw him like this, he wanted to hit him with a stick. He hated to see the young man look so ungraceful.
"Okay, okay, when it comes to looks, you can't compare to your third brother." The old man waved his hand and said impatiently.
The young man thought of the cousin left behind by his aunt and uncle who died young, and there was obvious regret in his eyes. He is good-looking, but unfortunately he has a mental problem.
The young man put this idea behind him, then hesitated and suggested: "How about I go and try again?"
The old man looked at it suspiciously.No matter, you have to use your face to help me get this done. "
Lao Li had a headache, and he said angrily: "I have a bad reputation with her."
Bai Yin was able to help him figure it out in the first place because she was in a good mood.
"I remember she seemed to be quite interested in your granddaughter"
Before the old man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Old Li Tou.
"Go, go, don't take advantage of my granddaughter!" Lao Li was furious, "It depends on your luck in this matter. If she really doesn't help you, go to Hong Kong City to find someone, or go to Zhang Home."
When the old man saw Lao Litou mentioning the Zhang family, he snorted coldly, "I won't beg them."
Seeing that his stubborn temper was rising, Lao Li stopped trying to persuade him. The two of them stumbling over a few words and then hung up the phone.
Seeing that the old man¡¯s expression became calm again after talking on the phone, the young man asked, ¡°Aren¡¯t we going back?¡±
"If you don't want to go back, hurry up and book a hotel. I plan to stay here permanently. I don't believe it." The old man gritted his teeth.
Seeing this, the young man had no choice but to sigh helplessly.
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At night, the lights were on in Bai Yin's room. On the wall facing her bed, a piece of Jingxian rice paper was hung. Behind the rice paper was a veneer to prevent stains. Bai Yin was holding a dipping stick in her hand. The remaining brushes beside her were of different sizes.
Hooking, chapping, rubbing, dotting, dyeing, ink accumulation, and coloring.
Baiyin is either dotted with water or dipped in ink, and gradually traces the lines onto the rice paper.
The ink color gradually fades, with shades appearing one after another.
After an hour, Bai Yin put down the pen and ink in her hand. She just drew a rough picture of the landscape and stretched lazily.
Although Zheng Yuankai¡¯s opening date is almost over, she has no intention of staying up late.
When she turned around, she saw Si Baiye¡¯s frown and his hesitant expression.
Bai Yin spread her hands and said helplessly, "Don't look at me like that. I wasn't good at painting in my last life, and you don't know that."
??????????????? It¡¯s already good if she can draw landscape images, so don¡¯t force her to have any form or boldness. After thinking about it, he really might not pay attention to this, Bai Yin shook her head.
"Speaking of which, I remember you like this one the most. How about you draw it for me?" Bai Yin raised her eyebrows.
Si Baiye looked at his hands for a long time, then shook his head.
It turns out he even forgot this
Bai Yin gave him a blank look: "You have even forgotten your best ink painting. I really don't know what you still remember."
Si Baiye pursed his lips and said nothing.
After Bai Yin fell asleep, he made the mouth shape.
I still remember you. Si Baiye read each word silently. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com