Young man, your abs have dropped

For a whole month, Xie Lanzhi was looking for Tan Yan. He searched everywhere in the capital, including Liuyun Medical Valley and its branches, but he couldn't find Tan Yan.

Tan Yan is so skilled, he will be fine, and there is no need for others to worry about it, but he left without saying goodbye, and left suddenly under such circumstances, Xie Lanzhi was very panicked, anxious to get angry, and several pimples appeared on his forehead.

"The muscles on his body are pasted, right? Why does he have to paste fake muscles?"

"Is he also envious of the figure of a strong man like me?"

"It's because the fake muscle fell off and I accidentally dismantled it, sorry?"

"Does he have low self-esteem? I don't have low self-esteem when I kill chickens for nothing, why should he have low self-esteem?"

Xie Lanzhi sat in front of the easel and muttered, puzzled, looking depressed and depressed.

The painting in front of him hadn’t been touched for several days. The servant went over to take a look. It was the man who asked to draw a nude man last time, but the man didn’t. He was wearing a fig leaf, and his outline and expression came out. , from the young servant's point of view, such realistic eyebrows and eyes are like a fairy painting, but the young master said that this is just a layer of color, and it needs to be processed slowly.

It can be processed and added for several days, but the boy didn't see any difference.

A gust of autumn wind came in from the window, blowing Xie Lanzhi's heart into a panic, he suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable, a little wronged, and a little bit like crying.

Seeing that the corners of his eyes were red, the servant hurriedly took out a handkerchief: "Young master, what you said last time is a pure cotton handkerchief."

"Go, go!" Xie Lanzhi waved him away angrily, thinking about the scene where he and Tan Yan had a quarrel in the carriage when he said he was going to make a cotton handkerchief, he felt even more uncomfortable.

If I want to cry again in the future, no one will lend me clothes to wipe...

Xie Lanzhi threw down the paintbrush, sniffed and walked out, tears streaming down her face as she walked.

At this time, someone from the front yard came to report that the little general Lin Zhen asked to see him.

Xie Lanzhi's face was full of displeasure: "No see!"

The servant was a little embarrassed: "Little General Lin Zhen is here to pick up the painting."

Xie Lanzhi didn't want to see him, he was annoying. Hearing that Tan Yan was gone, he felt that the crisis was over, so he came to the door to ask to see him again and again. When he saw him, there was nothing important. To belittle Tan Yan is simply shameless.

Xie Lanzhi pulled his face and said: "No see! Let Ah Fu send him there!"

The boy quickly responded: "Hey!"

Xie Lanzhi raised his sleeve and wiped away the tears on his face, walked slowly to the pond in the back garden, sat down on the stone bridge, and stared at the fish swimming in the water in a daze.

After a while, there was a commotion in front, and a servant hurried in: "Young master, young master, the little general Lin Zhen is about to break in!"

Xie Lanzhi stood up abruptly: "What does he want?"

The boy had a bitter face: "He said that you are fooling him, young master."

"What the hell?" Xie Lanzhi was baffled, thought for a while, rolled up his sleeves and walked out angrily, "I want to see what he wants to do! Do you think Wang Cheng's mansion is a vegetable market?"

He led a group of guards and rushed to the front yard aggressively. Sure enough, he saw Lin Zhen standing at the door. He walked down the steps and rushed over: "Lin Zhen! You are so brave! How dare you come to the palace to play wild!"

Lin Zhen raised the painting in his hand with aggrieved expression: "This is the painting you drew for me?"

I saw that he was holding a palm-sized piece of paper in his hand. The paper was hard, but the surface was smooth. The scene on the paper was the scene of them practicing martial arts in the school grounds, but the paper was too small. There was only a blurry figure left, the faces could not be distinguished clearly, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

Lin Zhen didn't know that this wasn't a painting at all, not even a rubbing, it was just a photo.

Xie Lanzhi nodded with a smile: "That's right, the painting above is indeed drawn by me."

Lin Zhen felt that he was being tricked, and rushed to him through the crowd: "You are lying! I clearly saw that you painted such a big painting last time!" He opened his arms and made an exaggerated gesture, "Big I am tall! Why is it only the size of a palm now?"

Seeing him so angry, Xie Lanzhi felt secretly refreshed, rolled up his sleeves and said slowly, "Oh, oh! Why are you so irritable? I said to draw for you, but I didn't say to give you the original picture."

Lin Zhen's face turned black with anger: "I want the real thing, not a fake!"

Xie Lanzhi blinked: "This is the real thing! A fake is an imitation, and there are many imitations. The real one is unique. Let me tell you, the big one is the real one, and the small one is also the real one. You will never find the first one in this dynasty." Two sheets like this, you won’t be able to find such good paper.”

Lin Zhen looked carefully at the photo paper in his hand under the sunlight, and felt that it was rare.

He was a little unwilling: "I want the big one."

The big ones still need to be kept for exhibitions, Xie Lanzhi is of course impossible to sell, he shook his head and said innocently: "My Xie Lanzhi paintings are worth thousands of gold, 20 taels of silver just want to buy my painstaking efforts, stealing money from you. "

Lin Zhen stared at him, as if hurt by him: "You lied to me."

Xie Lanzhi took a step back: "I'm not lying to you. Advertising is a bit exaggerated. You'll get used to it in the future."

"You!" Lin Zhen gritted his teeth, and was greatly irritated when he saw that he was so calm and indifferent, he rushed over with red eyes and wanted to grab his wrist.

Xie Lanzhi was startled, and before he could react, he heard the sound of breaking through the courtyard, and then Lin Zhen screamed, clutching his wrists and falling to the ground in pain.

Xie Lanzhi stared blankly at the blade-thin leaves inserted into his wrist, and with a "buzz" in his head, he suddenly turned his head to look at the courtyard wall: "San'er!"

A figure disappeared from the shade of the trees on the top of the wall. Xie Lanzhi was so excited that he picked up his gown and chased after him: "San'er! Don't run away! Tan Yan! Tan Yan! Wait for me! Hurry up! Who is the best at lightness kung fu?" ? Hurry up and take me to chase!"

There was indeed a guard in the palace who was very light-hearted. Hearing Xie Lanzhi's order, the guard immediately rushed over and picked him up, took him away from the palace at high speed, and chased after Tan Yan's figure.

Xie Lanzhi's eyes lit up, and he kept urging: "Quick, quick!"

The guard was sweating profusely from exhaustion. Seeing that the distance between him and the figure in front was getting wider and wider, he gritted his teeth anxiously, and shouted in a moderate voice: "What's wrong with you, little boy!"

Xie Lanzhi was almost deafened by him, and was so frightened that he was dumbfounded.

"Young master, I've offended you." The guard said pleasantly, "But this trick really worked. The third master Yun just stopped for a while and looked back!"

Xie Lanzhi: "..."

The guard tasted the sweetness, and after a while shouted again: "Young master, wake up!"

Tan Yan staggered in front of him, knowing that there might be a fraud, but still didn't dare to take chances, so he turned around again.

The guard proudly said: "Young master, look!"

Xie Lanzhi: "..."

After a while, the guard wanted to shout again, but Xie Lanzhi suddenly put his hands around his mouth: "Ah, ah, ah, I'm going to die!"

Guard: "..."

Tan Yan felt that his heart was going to die, so he stopped with a helpless expression.

The guard hurriedly took Xie Lanzhi to chase after him, and when he landed, he was so tired that he could not breathe, he put Xie Lanzhi on the ground, and said with a wheezing voice: "Mr. Yun, you...you...you Lightness kung fu is so powerful..."

Tan Yan looked uncomfortable: "You are even better."

Guard: "..."

Xie Lanzhi rushed over angrily, wanting to ask him for an explanation, but when he came up to him, he felt aggrieved again.

Tan Yan didn't dare to look at him: "Lan Zhi...I..."

Xie Lanzhi grabbed his sleeve and said aggrievedly: "Where have you been?"

Tan Yan's eyes fell on his hand, which was still stained with some paint, and the spots were colorful, which made his hand extremely white, so white that it was almost reflective.

Xie Lanzhi stretched out another hand, grabbed his skirt, and tears rolled in his eyes because of grievance: "Where have you been this month?"

Tan Yan looked at his hands, feeling a little short of breath, before whispering after a while: "I didn't go anywhere, I'm here."