Chapter 1449 How can it be used to draw symbols? !
After Su Yunling and Gu Zhiqi left, the stall owner lay back on the chair again.
Seeing the people next to him staring at the direction Su Yunling and the two left in a daze, the stall owner said, "Why do you keep staring at him?"
As soon as the stall owner said this, the man looked away, and said casually, "I just feel that the man's voice is familiar."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he could tell it was a boy.
His voice is nice, but there is a sense of looseness and rebellion in his tone. Just by hearing his voice, he knows that he is not easy to mess with.
After the boy finished speaking, he took out his phone and began to play with his head down.
The stall owner listened to the boy's words, and glanced sideways at him, "Why, does it sound like your friend's voice?"
"Really." The boy's opening was perfunctory.
The stall owner listened, his heart was slightly blocked, and he was silent for two seconds. Finally, he couldn't hold back and slapped the boy **** the back.
However, the slap fell on the back, and the boy didn't respond.
The stall owner said, "Brat, you know how to be perfunctory all day long."
After finishing speaking, the stall owner was still out of breath, and began to think, "You say you, it's fine if you don't become my personal disciple, why don't you draw well?"
"You don't know how to cherish the talent that many people dream of..."
Hearing the stall owner's thoughts, the boy looked away from the phone, glanced sideways at the stall owner, and said in a casual tone, "Didn't that person want to buy your pen just now? You sell it to her, and then take it away." Wouldn't it be nice for her to be a disciple?"
The stall owner's eyebrows jumped when he heard it, and he raised his hand and slapped the boy again, "What nonsense are you talking about, that brush can be sold by anyone?"
"Didn't you hear what she said she bought the pen for?"
"She said to use it to draw symbols!"
"This pen is used for drawing and writing, how can it be used to draw symbols?!"
While talking, the stall owner felt a little bit of heartache again, silently turned around and raised his hand to pour a cup of tea from the side, and took a sip.
Stall owner:? !
I’m a painter, why don’t I find myself a successor to draw and write, but to find someone who draws characters?
Boy: "Isn't Cousin Layer Green also very talented? If you had passed the pen to her long ago, why would you run around every day to find someone to inherit it from?"
If you set up a stall, you will set up a stall, and you have to pull him in.
When the stall owner heard this, he was immediately unhappy, "What do you know?"
"Do you know what that **** girl wants to do with my pen?"
"She wants to draw symbols!"
The stall owner felt depressed when he thought of this.
Why do these people want to use his brush to draw characters?
These days, drawing and writing is not as attractive as drawing symbols?
The boy fell silent after hearing what the stall owner said. Two seconds later, he looked sideways at the stall owner and said, "So many people want to buy your talisman, do you think it is possible that it is more suitable for drawing talismans?"
He has been setting up a stall with his uncle for several days.
In the past few days, there are dozens if not hundreds of people who want to buy this calligraphy brush.
Unfortunately, none of them were bought to draw and write.
Stall owner: "..."
Finally, the stall owner didn't say anything, just raised his hand, and slapped the boy on the back again.
Then, he pulled the hood on the cloak low, covering his face covered by a mask with only one eye left, exuding a gloomy atmosphere, and sat on the chair without saying a word.
Looking like I don't want to suffer from Lao Tzu.
Seeing this, the boy didn't speak anymore, but took out a pair of bluetooth earphones from his pocket and stuffed them into his ears.
And on his mobile phone, the video of [Earn enough money to retire] is playing.
(end of this chapter)