You are not monster girls!

Chapter 22 Are you here to fry fish?

Lin Muren has given up on defending himself against the dragon being mistaken for his boyfriend.

Anyway, we are not acquaintances or partners, so being misunderstood can save us a lot of trouble.

After taking a closer look at the ink-black coiled dragon in the painting that looked like a living creature, Lin Muren glanced at Bai Mengqing's head. There was nothing unusual, so it was indeed true that no magic was used.

Is this dragon really good at drawing?!
He knew that Bai Mengqing was good at painting and his skills should not be bad, but he could paint to this level without using any magic, and his skills were already better than many famous artists.

"Did you really draw this?"

Lin Muren still couldn't quite believe that this majestic and vivid ink-and-wash dragon was created by this dragon.

"Of course. If you don't believe me, just ask those human cubs over there."

"Big brother, this sister looks fierce, but she's really cool when she draws. Swish, swish~ and she's done with it in two strokes."

“It’s more realistic than in the cartoons!!”

Bai Mengqing's nose kept rising as the human cubs praised him, and it was about to hit the ceiling.

"If possible, I would also like to see more of your masterpieces. Don't worry, you don't have to pay for our paper and ink." The clerk kept agreeing.

"Since you've worked so hard today, I'll reluctantly let you see what true 'art' is."

When the female clerk heard that Bai Mengqing was about to start, she immediately took out a new piece of rice paper and spread it on the table. The children around were very tactful and stood beside Bai Mengqing, waiting for this mysterious master to pick up his brush and paint.

"I always feel that the Azure Dragon that Big Sister drew is one she has seen herself."

The Azure Dragon I've seen?!

Bai Mengqing's pen tip suddenly trembled slightly above the rice paper, and the scent of ink floating in the air suddenly became pungent, and in a trance turned into the very familiar smell of burnt shark oil, which became stronger as the environment was gradually swallowed by the water and turned black.

Still too far behind
"Hey."

"what?"

Bai Mengqing came back to her senses and subconsciously let go of the pen. She looked up and saw that her forehead had been flicked. She took two steps back and covered the painful area with her left hand.

“Ah, w-what are you doing all of a sudden!!”

"Don't waste other people's paper."

Lin Muren handed the brush back to Bai Mengqing: "Now that you have picked up the brush, focus on the present. Your most important task today is to experience it. Don't think about those meaningless worries."

"Creation is the communication of emotions and thoughts. You don't want me to have the same bitter face as you after seeing your paintings, do you?"

"How, how is it possible?"

Bai Mengqing was about to argue when the little girl suddenly tugged at her clothes, handed her a candy and put it in her palm.

"Sister, your dragon drawing is even more majestic than the one in the book. Can you help me draw one too?"

"me"

Sniffing the faint sweet fragrance, Bai Mengqing looked down and saw the orange-flavored hard candy lying in the child's palm. There was a cartoon goldfish drawn crookedly on the candy wrapper, and an inexplicable urge rose in his heart.

Being worshipped by human cubs doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

She looked at Lin Muran, who just shrugged: "Your own experience is the most important thing. It's free anyway, so don't waste the opportunity."

After receiving a positive reply, the camouflage scales exploded and then slowly calmed down. Bai Mengqing suddenly dipped his brush in ink and with a flick of his pen, he transformed the majestic coiled dragon into a cute pufferfish.

When she was painting the fish-eye gold, she deliberately splashed ink dots, creating ripples on the rice paper that looked like a little girl's candy wrapper.

The clerk looked at the fathead fish holding a candy in its mouth and suddenly laughed out loud, "I didn't know that ink painting could be so creative. Miss, are you a blogger who came to visit the store?"

This kind of King Fish Bronze painting video is quite popular recently.

"Blogger?" Bai Mengqing didn't quite understand what this meant.
"No, no, she's just a failed art student, not a blogger." Lin Muren explained quickly to prevent the other party from delving into the matter.

The children laughed and put twisted lollipops into the fish's mouth, and pulled Bai Mengqing's hand to ask her to help them draw.

Bai Mengqing was about to roll up the fathead fish painting when the clerk suddenly coughed and asked, "Miss, can this painting... be kept in the store as a display?"

She glanced at the "Excellent Works Display Area" posted on the door, where a child's graffiti with childish brushstrokes hung. "We can give you a set of high-quality painting materials in exchange!"

"No need for us"

Lin Muran was about to speak when Bai Mengqing quietly approached the resin painting tool box on the display stand. The box was printed with a three-dimensional goldfish pattern, shimmering under the light like a living creature. "Can this thing trap live fish?"

She suddenly pointed at the child who was playing with resin painting.

A few colorfully painted fish were frozen in the amber "water" in the boy's hand. Bai Mengqing's pupils shrank slightly. "Is there a similar technique here?"

"This is a resin painting, a relatively unique work of art."

Lin Muran poked the solidified glue block and said, "If you seal the paint inside, it won't fade. You can think of it as making homemade amber."

“How can anything be called art?”

The clerk took the opportunity to stuff the tool box into Bai Mengqing's arms and said, "This set is for you! Just leave this pufferfish, no, this postmodern masterpiece, in the store."

Bai Mengqing opened the tool box and ran his fingertips over the crystal clear UV glue and glitter.

When a touch of star-blue glitter clung to the scales on her camouflaged fingertips, she suddenly grabbed Lin Muran's hand and said, "Lin Muran, this magic weapon allows me to do things I couldn't do before."

"Wait, we don't need that."

"need!"

"unnecessary."

"need!"

Her camouflage tail kept whipping Lin Muran's calves, and she stared at him with her sunset eyes without saying a word.

Lin Muren will not spoil this dragon: "No need"

“It’s free.”

"alright."

When they finally left the store, Bai Mengqing walked away arrogantly with a tool box on his head, and Lin Muren smiled bitterly while holding the 24 colors of acrylic paint he had exchanged for the "Fathead Fish Picture".

When passing by the mirror column in the shopping mall, he caught a glimpse of Bai Mengqing secretly inserting the lollipop given by the children into the mouth of a resin fish - the setting sun shone through the glass dome, and the solidified little fish was swimming slowly in the colloid.

"Can I have instant noodles tonight?" she turned around and asked.

"Let's have tomato and egg noodles." Lin Muran shook the bag of ingredients.

"Add spicy strips." A plastic bag was hanging from her fingers, and fragments of star-blue light were still stuck on her scales.

"Just don't waste it."

The two chatted intermittently, one in front and the other behind. When passing by the real estate agency, Bai Mengqing suddenly sped up and kept parallel with Lin Muren's body.

"Lin Muran, I have a question."

"explain."

"Feng Shui. Is it real?"

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"I always feel that the place selling caves I saw this morning is a little weird. I always feel like there are strange things in it."

Bai Mengqing deliberately moved closer to Lin Muran, as if using Lin Muran as a cover to avoid the sight of that building.

Lin Muren looked over there and through the gaps between the house notices, he could vaguely see the clerk talking to a man, one big and one small. The big one had a ponytail and the small one was wearing a hat. They should be two women.

They seemed to be discussing something intensely, probably about the house.

"It's just a normal mother and daughter buying a house. There's nothing weird about it. Go home."

As Lin Muren cast his gaze into the room, the tall woman with a ponytail inside also turned her head slightly to the side.

"What's wrong? Di Hou asked you very confusedly." A cold voice sounded from behind.

The tall woman with a ponytail pushed her sunglasses up with a fan and smiled, showing understanding. "Nothing, I just found something really amazing."

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