Zhang Yang, Kiss Me!
The reason for this was because they had already noticed the excellence of this painting.
Although most of these people didn't know how to draw, the beautiful woman's affectionate eyes and the faint smile under the veil had already stirred up all kinds of emotions in their hearts.
This painting evoked the beautiful memories of their first love, or evoked their yearning for their first love.
A tear flowed out of the uncle's eye, and only when it slid down his cheek did he come back to his senses. His scattered eyes slowly regained focus.
He quickly took out his phone and recorded the expressions of the people around him before moving the camera to the painting.
As a painter, he knew that a master-level painting was about to be born. He was glad that he could record it.
Why was he so sure that it was a master-level painting? Because only master-level paintings had the power to shock people and stir up their emotions.
Soon, more and more people noticed the abnormality.
There were so many people gathered, but it was too quiet. It could even be described as quiet. This was too abnormal.
Many people also walked over curiously, wanting to see what was going on.
Very soon, they arrived at this side and couldn't help but feel strange. Was it not going to be a painting soon? Was there a need to be so quiet?
However, when they saw Zhang Yang's drawing, their eyes froze.
After being stunned for a moment, these newcomers finally understood. They either watched quietly, waiting to witness the completion of the painting, or took out their phones to record.
Slowly, Zhang Yang and Zhao Ya were completely surrounded by the sea of people.
Zhao Ya's face was slightly flushed, and she found the reactions of the people around her a little strange. However, she was more than happy and romantic.
It was so romantic for her prince charming to paint for her under the gaze of so many people!
Am I dreaming?
Slowly, her eyes that were looking at Zhang Yang became misty, filled with infatuation and love.
……
"Phew…"
Half an hour later, Zhang Yang put down his paintbrush and raised his head to look at Zhao Ya's eyes. His heart skipped a beat.
He subconsciously looked at his favorability. It had actually exceeded 80 and reached 85.
One had to know that 80 favorable impression points was the point where even a conservative girl could wholeheartedly accept having sex.
Zhang Yang was lost in thought for a moment before he took the painting down from the drawing board and handed it to the uncle. He smiled and said,"
"Thank you."
At this moment, the people around them no longer bothered to disturb Zhang Yang. After a long sigh, they could not stop praising him.
"This painting is too beautiful. It can be called a masterpiece of a master!”
"This girl has been blessed for many lifetimes. Her boyfriend is handsome and talented!”
"That's right. If I were twelve or thirteen years younger, I would definitely snatch him away!”
……
"Little brother, is this painting for sale?”
A man in his forties walked over and asked politely,"
"I'm willing to buy it for 50,000."
The middle-aged man looked at the man and smiled contemptuously without saying anything.
"I'm sorry, I don't intend to sell this painting.”
"Let's go, Little Ya."
Zhang Yang shook his head and expressed his gratitude to the uncle. Then, he took the painting and dragged Zhao Ya, who was still in a daze, away.
The people around them made way for them. They did not stop them. They only looked at the two of them with admiration or envy.
The man who made the bid looked at Zhang Yang's back as he left. He shook his head and left regretfully.
It wasn't that he didn't want to offer a higher price, but that he could already see the determination of this young man who didn't want to sell. It was useless to raise the price.
Zhao Ya felt that it was extremely romantic. At the same time, she was also surrounded by happiness. She held onto Zhang Yang's arm tightly as she walked out of the crowd, declaring her sovereignty. At the same time, she was extremely curious about the painting in Zhang Yang's hands.
Just now, someone had offered 50,000, which was enough to prove that Zhang Yang's painting was definitely very, very good.
"Zhang Yang, can you show me the painting?”Zhao Ya asked.
"Then call me hubby first.”Zhang Yang teased.
"Hubby." At this moment, Zhao Ya, who was surrounded by happiness, did not reject Zhang Yang. She rolled her eyes at Zhang Yang before blushing and calling out to him in a voice as soft as a mosquito.
"Haha, here." Zhang Yang laughed out loud and passed the scroll to Zhao Ya.
Zhao Ya eagerly opened it to take a look. With just a glance, she couldn't help but cover her mouth in gratitude.
With just one glance, she could feel the sincere love in this painting, far beyond her imagination...
She saw Zhang Yang's emotions. She did not expect that Zhang Yang would have such a deep relationship with her even though she had only known him for a few days…
Tears welled up in her eyes. She wiped her tears and looked up at Zhang Yang,"
"It's so beautiful! Zhang Yang, is this me?"
"My first love, of course."
Zhang Yang smiled, but he did not answer directly.
It was possible that this painting was of Zhao Ya, but it was also impossible that it wasn't Zhao Ya.
He had only drawn the image of the " Zhao Ya " in his mind, and that " Zhao Ya " was merely a perfect version of his past fantasies of her, not her actual self.
Zhao Ya stared at Zhang Yang blankly for a moment before turning her gaze back to the painting…
After a long while, Zhao Ya suddenly retracted her gaze. She decided to be impulsive for once.
Suddenly, she hugged Zhang Yang tightly. Her eyes were filled with love and affection as she looked at Zhang Yang.
She looked at Zhang Yang for a while before closing her eyes. She whispered,"
"Zhang Yang, kiss me!"
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