Need Theft System

Chapter 57

Xia Shuang's movements suddenly stopped, looking at Zhang Tian's straight look, she said angrily, "What are you doing standing there, turn around quickly."

"Ah? Oh, okay." Zhang Tian swallowed, and turned around quickly.

Hearing the rustling sound coming from behind, Zhang Tian felt as if tens of thousands of ants were crawling in his heart. It was very itchy. He had a strong urge to turn away, but he held back in the end.

The sound stopped, followed by the rattling of slippers, and the opening and closing of doors.

The sound of rushing water came out, Zhang Tian became more restless, his stomach seemed to be on fire, and now he desperately wanted to take a shower!
After 10 minutes, the sound of water stopped, Xia Shuang shouted inside: "Zhang Tian, ​​do me a favor, pass me my clothes."

"..."

Zhang Tian's nerves tensed up instantly, his mind was full of thoughts, it seemed that he had to do something today.

After waiting for a long time, but Zhang Tian didn't respond, Xia Shuang yelled again.

Zhang Tian hurriedly came back to his senses, picked up a pile of underwear, clothes and outerwear on the sofa, and knocked on the door of the bathroom.

The door opened a small crack, and a white onion arm stained with water beads stretched out from inside and took the clothes in.

That small gap cut off Zhang Tian's longing for the beautiful scenery, your sister, you can't see anything!
Zhang Tian was very disappointed, but thinking about the upcoming drama, he became excited again, and finally got rid of the boy, please call me a man from now on!
After a while, Xia Shuang, who was already dressed, came out from inside, stared at Zhang Tian with strange eyes, and asked suspiciously, "Did you peek at me?"

"No, absolutely not! You shut the door so tightly that I can't see it even if I want to peek. Don't blame me, he is a decent citizen." Zhang Tian said seriously, it's fine if he can't see the wonderful scenery, He still has to take the blame, which he won't do.

Xia Shuang let out an oh, looked at Zhang Tian, ​​and suddenly asked: "Then, am I in good shape?"

"It's more than good, it's perfect!" Zhang Tian blurted out almost without any hesitation.

Hearing this, Xia Shuang's eyes widened immediately, and said angrily, "You said you didn't take a peek?!"

Zhang Tian was speechless, and he was not blind, so he could tell whether he was in good shape or not.

"You have wronged me. I can tell that you are in good shape even if you are wearing a padded jacket." Zhang Tian said innocently.

"Slick tongue! Well, it's getting late, thank you for the bathroom, I'll go back first." Xia Shuang gave him a blank look, but she was flattered in her heart.

Zhang Tian was stunned on the spot, he suddenly had the urge to vomit blood, this damn, was tricked again, his anger almost rushed to his forehead, but it ended up like this.

This leprechaun!

Zhang Tian didn't know how to describe it anymore, he really wanted to pounce on her, and then beat her hard, he didn't want to be such a bully.

Xia Shuang stepped on high heels, twisted her waist, leaving Zhang Tian with a graceful back, and walked downstairs.

Lying on the bed with a hopeless face, Zhang Tian took out his mobile phone, clicked on the theft system, and then found that there was another person in the friend list, the painting saint Wu Daozi.

Looking at Wu Daozi's latest news, Zhang Tian felt a little guilty. Because this buddy lost a painting, he doubted a lot of gods. Seeing the news, Wu Daozi was so angry that he almost came to find those gods to tear it up. compared.

Those who engage in art are really extraordinary, even the way of thinking is different from ordinary people, Zhang Tian was thinking about how to comfort this buddy, so as not to really come to the door to compare with those gods, which would hurt his kindness.

Clicking on the dialog box, Zhang Tian edited a message: "Fellow Daoist, it's just a painting, why should you be so angry, calm down."

Wu Daozi was furious when he suddenly heard the message from Zhang Tian. He suddenly became even more angry. He flicked his sleeves and shouted: "Did you bastard steal my painting? If you have the guts, show yourself!"

Fuck, with such a big temper, Zhang Tian was really frightened, he quickly sent a message: "Daoist friend, you misunderstood, I didn't steal your painting, I just want to tell you that no matter what you do, you have to be open-minded. Be generous and open your eyes."

Wu Daozi added to his anger, and snorted: "My mouth is full of nonsense, if something you worked so hard to create is stolen in a blink of an eye, can you calm down?"

"If it were me, not only would I not be angry, but I would also like to thank him. Although you don't know where your paintings have gone, if you think about it from another angle, the person who stole your paintings must be because he likes your paintings very much. Maybe he It’s a little unkind to do this, but your painting has value, it will affect the mind of the person who stole the painting, and steal it because of love.” Zhang Tian racked his brains to flicker, isn’t that how to comfort people, fallaciously said If it works out, that's the truth.

Wu Daozi fell silent, frowned and muttered: "Steal because of love?"

"That's right, it's stealing out of love! Someone stealing your paintings is affirming your strength, and at the same time being impressed by your accomplishments in paintings. This is something you should be proud of. Art life is by no means self-preservation , you should open your mind and show your paintings, so that more people who like them can see them and let more people get them." Zhang Tian became more and more excited when he said that, it really made so much sense, even he was almost bewitched by himself. Persuaded, "Actually, this is the same principle as curing diseases and saving lives. You must have a benevolent heart, treat all patients equally, and give full play to your own value."

Wu Daozi's anger gradually subsided, and he felt that what Zhang Tian said seemed to make sense, but he was a little puzzled, and asked: "Listening to what you said, it really made Wu Mou's eyes shine, but I will be able to appear in a year. How can more people see two or three paintings?"

Zhang Tian was speechless, is this buddy stupid, "You can hold an art exhibition by yourself."

Wu Daozi was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "Dare to ask you, what is a painting exhibition?"

Zhang Tian slapped his forehead and forgot that there is still a difference between modern people and ancient people. He chose the words and then explained to Wu Daozi: "An art exhibition is to display your works in one place. Although there are not many paintings, they accumulate over time, and over time, there will naturally be more paintings, and then they will be displayed, and if someone likes them, they can bid for them, or exchange them for things.”

(End of this chapter)