He might as well not wow, but her and Qin Ma's wide-open eyes and slightly open mouths gave Qin Guanglin a strong sense of accomplishment.
This painting was beyond the limit of his level by not a little bit. It had almost exhausted his energy and energy in the past half month, and he had a high fever when he just put down the pen.
It took a full day and two nights of sleep to recover.
It was his best painting ever, and it always was, and he knew he would never paint anything quite like it.
So I won't draw anymore.
This one is enough.
"Art." Qin Guanglin grinned. Seeing the finished painting again, he himself was a little surprised.
It's perfect.
"If this is to be sold, it will cost a lot of money, right?" Qin's mother was shocked. She always thought that Qin Guanglin's painting was just a second-rate or third-rate painting. distinct.
too thin.
"Sell it as a family heirloom."
Qin Guanglin was dissatisfied, and took off the clip from the corner, but was stopped by He Wu.
"Wait a minute, I'll take a look."
She leaned closer and looked seriously at herself in the painting, her eyes were shining brightly.
"Like it?"
"like."
"Take it back, frame it in a picture frame, hang it at home, and watch it every day."
Qin Guanglin waited for a while, put away the painting and handed it to He Wu, feeling infinitely satisfied.
He walked out of the studio with a smile, turned around and said, "I've got it, it's going to be a family heirloom."
"Um."
He might as well hold the scroll in front of his chest, nod obediently, and follow him out.
This has to be kept as a family heirloom.
Seeing that the two were about to go out, Mother Qin smacked her lips and said, "Hey... give me one too."
"I can't figure it out."
"snort."
"Wait for me to rest for a few days, and I'll make something different for you." Qin Guanglin turned his head and smiled at Qin's mother, and took He Zhi back to mount the painting.
The so-called whole thing is different, a few days later He Wei and Qin Ma saw it on the official account. When Qin Ma came back on the national day, she boiled soft-shelled turtle soup and threw Qin Guanglin out. .
In addition, when we were eating together, he posted four issues in one go on the topics of "climbing mountains and swimming in mountains and waters", and brought Qin's mother with him in two of them.
comment area.
"Mom."
"reality."
"I hope my future mother-in-law is also so cute."
"True mother."
"A question of the day: When will you get married?"
"Upstairs, I want to see married life."
"+1, can't wait."
"..."
There are nearly 20,000 fans, and the comment area is long and extremely active, but the topic always inadvertently extends to the topic of marriage urging.
Qin Guanglin leaned on the sofa, giggled at the phone, and swipe his fingers back and forth, the more he looked at it, the more comfortable he felt.
"Have you looked at my official account? Other netizens are more anxious than us." He shouted at He Wu who was cooking in the kitchen wearing an apron.
"Then do you want to set a few tables for them when you get married?"
"Wow... people just look at my painting, look happy, and put it up." Qin Guanglin pressed the phone and replied to the comments while muttering: "When we get married, draw the wedding process and send it up for them to see It’s fun. These netizens are really cute... I hope they can also find their own happiness.”
After replying to a few messages, he put down his phone and let out a smile, picked up the map of Los Angeles on the table and began to study it.
This is what he brought out from the real estate agency. It marked the location and approximate price of each neighborhood. It looks quite intuitive at first glance. Let's get an overview now to avoid losing money when the time comes.
Big things must be done with caution.
"Wash your hands, you're still here to watch." He Wei brought out the last dish, kicked him lightly, and urged the meal to start.
"oh."
Qin Guanglin folded up the map and washed his hands, sat back and thought about it, and asked, "Do you think our wedding is Chinese or Western?"
"ah?"
He Wu was stunned, she was still looking at the map just now, and now she turned directly back to the wedding, Qin Guanglin's thinking jump caught her a little off guard.
"Just get married normally, what Western style and Chinese style... We will get married according to how other people get married."
"That won't work, life is just like this once, so we have to be more grand..."
"I can make you tie it twice if you like."
"Bah bah bah."
Qin Guanglin squeezed her face angrily, "How did I find out that you are so careless?"
"Why don't you care?" He Wei shook his head and shook his hand away, and said with a smile, "Isn't marriage just a formality? Why don't you save your money and take me to eat delicious food if you do something so fancy."
"Is it less delicious than yours?"
"Hurry up and eat, don't talk too much."
Why not forcibly end the topic, now that I have started to think about Chinese and Western styles, if I continue to discuss with him, he will be able to make an inch of it and buy the ring back tomorrow—it means that tomorrow is too exaggerated, anyway, it will be very fast.
Qin Guanglin thought it was a bit early to talk about these things. After the house is settled, there is a dowry, and when the dowry is earned, a marriage proposal is required, and a diamond ring is needed for the proposal. There are still many things to do if you want to marry He Hao back home smoothly and happily.
Although it is not impossible to marry naked according to the relationship between the two of them, but it would be too wronged for her, and if she can give better, of course she must give better.
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In November, at Qin Guanglin's insistence, the two of them added another weekend activity. On Saturdays, they drove around Los Angeles, looked at the surrounding environment of each area, and eliminated those who were not satisfied one by one on the map.
The method of elimination was very easy to use, but Qin Guanglin felt a headache after going out twice with him. She seemed to be dissatisfied with everything she looked at, and at most she gave a mediocre evaluation.
"What would your ideal house look like?"
After driving slowly around the West City, Qin Guanglin couldn't help asking.
There is Los Angeles University and an affiliated elementary school in the west city, but the price of housing in the school district is too high. Let alone this year, he will not be able to afford it in a few years. I was not tempted, and even picked out a bunch of problems for the family environment.
He even suspected that He Wu said it on purpose because he couldn't afford it, but she didn't look like her.
"Ideal..." Why not look sideways at the car window and think for a while, then said: "... a bit more out of the way, quieter, the number of floors should not be too high or too low, the lighting should be good, and the price should be cheap."
"... It's the same as if you didn't say it. Most people like it."
Qin Guanglin was sore, "Who doesn't want a cheap price? Who doesn't want good lighting?... Unless a vampire hides in a dark room every day."
"So let's go shopping, there is always something suitable." He Wu shrugged, then pointed out the window: "Stop the car, I want to eat stinky tofu."
"... not allowed to eat."
"You don't love me anymore."
"It's like shit... All right, all right, come up after you finish eating, and don't kiss me before you brush your teeth." Qin Guanglin parked the car by the side of the road in displeasure, watching her bouncing down to buy stinky tofu.
Who invented this anti-human thing... 噫~ It's too bad.
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Delivered at three o'clock.
The author of the salted fish has become dried fish
(end of this chapter)