[69 Book Bar-www.] Chapter 81: Drawing casually is better than you!

Looking at Lin Feng, who was not pretending to be crazy, what else could Bai Yun say and what else could she do? She said that this was a Western restaurant and there was no so-called beef rice noodles. She would just respond with one mouthful and call the waiter to come to a bowl of beef rice noodles.

"Forget it, let it go, I'm the only one who hears it anyway." Bai Yun, who looked at Lin Feng with an ignorant look, mediating himself in his heart.

Lin Feng was not stupid. When he saw Bai Yun on the opposite side, he looked astonished and had not spoken for a long time, he knew that he might have lost his image again by accident.

So, he said angrily: "This, Sister Yun, I know that the beef noodles in a place are good, why don't I take you to eat?"

"Well, okay!" Bai Yun gave Lin Feng a step and nodded in agreement. Then, although Lin Feng rushed to check the bill to show his gentlemanly demeanor, Bai Yun still resolutely wanted to pay the bill himself.

"Sister Yun, you'll arrive after a while. It's in a snack shop not far from our school. Where is the beef rice noodles, which are affordable, and the taste is very good. You can guarantee that you will want a bowl of one or more." Walking on the street towards the school, Lin Feng said with a smile in order to relieve the dull atmosphere.

"Okay, I heard what you said is so delicious, it seems that I have to try it." Bai Yun said with a smile, as if she had accelerated her pace.

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"Jiulong Street" is another relatively prosperous and lively street in Taohong County. The reason why it is named "Jiulong Street" is because there is the largest open-air square in Taohong County next to the street, and below the square is the "Jiulong Square" of a large underground supermarket.

If you want to go to Yunyi Middle School, then Jiulong Street is the only way. Lin Feng and Bai Yun walked on Jiulong Street. Although Lin Feng was not handsome, at least he could be said to be clear, with a height of 1.75 meters and a smile on his face that always hangs on the corners of his mouth. In general, it is worthy of the general public.

As for Bai Yun and Bai beautiful woman, haha, I won’t explain this. Anyway, Lin Feng roughly estimates along the way that at least a dozen people accidentally hit a tree. In addition, those who don’t have girlfriends and don’t have wives are stupid. Those who have wives and are scolded and beaten are countless. Fortunately, the only thing that is fortunate is that there is no traffic accident, otherwise.

"Sister Yun, why don't we go to Kowloon Square to have a look. Anyway, we are not hungry now. Let's go for a walk, maybe it will taste more fragrant and have a more appetite. How about it?" Standing on the street and looking at the crowded and lively appearance in the square opposite, Lin Feng asked Bai Yun beside him for a whim.

"Okay, anyway, I have nothing to do with you Sister Yun today, so I will satisfy your little pervert's request!" In fact, Bai Yun, as a busy man, agreed to have a Western meal with Lin Feng and then go to eat the legendary beef rice noodles, which has been a long time since she was able to agree to have a Western meal with Lin Feng and then eat the legendary beef rice noodles.

At least, she has never been so leisurely in the past two years after her divorce. Now, Lin Feng has proposed to go to Kowloon Square to take a look, but now, I don’t know how much time it takes.

However, for some reason, Bai Yun couldn't bear to refuse when she looked at the little boy who was a little lustful and sunny when she had something in front of her, and she was a little cute.

In Kowloon Square, it is almost six o'clock in the afternoon and the heat in early summer is gradually fading, so there are many people and small stalls in the square.

There are groups of dancing old ladies, old men, "artists" who set up stalls and sell arts, couples, and even many stools and cloth, with "Huang Banxian" and some fortune teller wearing glasses.

In addition, there are also many people selling small accessories, small toys, and some cheap clothes. Of course, so many people naturally cannot lack food and drink.

Small stalls selling food are everywhere, but there are only ones you can't imagine, and there are absolutely nothing. Various snacks should be made of, and the taste is not bad.

At first, Bai Yun was a little uncomfortable. After all, she had never been able to go shopping like she is today in two years, and she was still concerned about the store business, so it is normal to be unhappy.

But later, when Lin Feng, the little pervert, accidentally or intentionally pulled Bai Yun's hand and ate at this snack stall. Wherever he looked, the laughter on his lips and the smile on his face never stopped, perhaps because of Lin Feng's infection, Bai Yun gradually let go of her heart and completely integrated into the happy crowd.

"Sister Yun, come, come, try it, the freshly baked little bun tastes so good."

"Come on, Sister Yun, this mask is good! Haha, I am the Niu Demon King, a beauty. Come back to the village with this king and be my old Niu's wife!"

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"Sister Yun, how about it? Be happy! Haha, come, I'll take you to see some things with connotations." After the carnival, Lin Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then kept silent and suggested to Bai Yun, who was also sweating profusely but was in a good mood.

He said he was asking for Bai Yun's opinions, but in fact, before Bai Yun could express any opinions, Lin Feng forced him to run towards his destination.

This time, Lin Feng was going to take Bai Yun and Bai’s beauty to see it. He was actually an old man in his seventies who used to be a erhu playing in the past.

To be honest, although Lin Feng has outstanding strength in "chess, books, and painting", his level is limited in "piano". It is not that the "old single" at home is not well taught, but he is really not perfect and has limited talent.

Of course, if Lin Feng doesn’t learn well, it doesn’t mean he doesn’t like it or hates this “piano” thing. To a certain extent, Lin Feng still prefers it. Isn’t it that what you can’t get is the best!

Erhu, the national treasure of Chinese art, can be said to be Lin Feng’s favorite type in terms of "piano". In the past, when he was not in junior high school, Lin Feng always liked to listen to his "old single" erhu, but later due to time and school problems, he naturally had no time to listen.

Originally, I thought it was a great regret, but I didn’t expect that when I was shopping in Kowloon Square, I received this unexpected joy.

Although, in Lin Feng's eyes, this old man is not as good as his "old single", but it is definitely not bad. (In fact, it is mainly due to Lin Feng's tendency in his heart). In this way, whenever Lin Feng has time, he will come here to support him.

Later, when they were familiar with each other, they naturally established an extraordinary friendship with the old man. Even several times, the old man proposed to accept Lin Feng as his disciple, but although Lin Feng did not refuse, he never agreed. As a result, the old man stopped mentioning it, and the relationship between the two became stronger.

"Hey, why didn't you come?" Lin Feng ran under the shade of the trees in the corner of the square, and unexpectedly did not find the figure of the old man playing Erhu. Moreover, at the original Erhu stall, there was an old man about the same age as the old man with a painting of ink painting behind him.

In addition, the difference is that if the Erhu old man had a temperament like a retired person in the mountains and forests before him, then the old man in front of him would give Lin Feng a feeling that he was either rich or noble.

"What's wrong, Lin Feng, is this what you want to bring me? Well, that's right, the summer lotus painted by this old man is really beautiful, and it's much better than the masters I've met before."

Bai Yun, who followed, heard Lin Feng's surprise sound and thought she was surprised by the lotus painted by the old man in front of her. Therefore, when she looked at it, she felt really good. It can be said that it was the best summer lotus ink painting she had ever seen.

"Haha, it's really good!" After Bai Yun said this, Lin Feng also focused on the ink painting of summer lotus. When he saw it, he couldn't help but say something praise.

However, it is good, and Lin Feng’s target this time was Erhu old man, not a lotus old man. Therefore, after a few words of praise, he asked the old man: “Grandpa, do you see if there is an old man who is about the same age as you and plays Erhu today!”

"Hmph, what's the Erhu Sanhu? Didn't you see what Lao I painted? Where did the Erhu old man come from? Don't block the little kid if you have nothing to do. I still live by this painting."

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng encountered a nail when he opened his mouth. Now, Lin Feng felt unhappy and thought that you, the seventies and eighties, were just a matter of course to be scolded by you, "little brat". However, what should not be done is that he insulted Lin Feng's "friend" in his heart. How could Lin Feng bear it?

So, Lin Feng stood up and retorted: "Hmph, just your painting, that's it. I'm not worse than you in painting casually, what's the point of being so good!"
Chapter completed!