Beautiful strong and miserable boy group

"I like them all!" Ruan Mengxi could only hold a bowl of water.

Then, seeing that several people were not satisfied with such an answer, I could only continue to add, "Brother Bi is my favorite in the morning, Brother Xiaowu is my favorite in the afternoon, and Brother Shitou is my favorite at night!"

Ruan Mengxi looked at this, and then at that.

Bi Sheng nodded, quite satisfied with the answer.

The paintbrush in Shen Shushi's hand accidentally touched the canvas, and his mind was shaken.

Although he knew that his younger brother said this in the order of their age, but the word "evening" still made him think about it.

Tan Xiaowu, the instigator, didn't pursue it any further. Seeing that everyone's attention was diverted, he secretly tore down the painting he had just finished.

Of course, he forgot that the camera set up by Lao Liu in the distance faithfully recorded his "hundred yuan masterpiece".

At the end of the whole day of sketching, Tan Xiaowu is like a monkey, he needs to drink water for a while, and eat for a while. He holds food in his left hand and a pencil in his right hand. His mouth and hands never stop. Look at him like that, Bi Sheng I was worried for him whether he would accidentally eat the pencil in his hand.

In the afternoon, when the sun was setting, Bi Xia ran to them and asked if they wanted to go to the market together.

This is also a tradition in Coastal Middle School. After each sketching class, students will sell their paintings at a stall, and then use the money from the sales as class fees, and organize barbecues and the like together.

Of course Bi Sheng agreed.

But the team fell into a two-to-two stalemate.

Shen Shushi's paintings have always been unwilling to show to everyone, and Tan Xiaowu has not drawn anything famous, and he does not want to "publicly execute".

But none of them can resist the younger brother's acting like a baby.

"Let's go together, brother, the seaside market must be very interesting. If you don't want to sell it, we can go shopping and ask the price." Ruan Mengxi was also very curious about the works of the brothers, so he lobbied one by one, "Brother Shitou, didn't you say that the paintings are worth 100 yuan? Don’t go and see if there is anyone who knows the goods, in case someone buys it for 15 yuan, it’s okay, and the net profit is five yuan.”

Ruan Mengxi is very good at observing and controlling the mentality of his brothers.

These two sentences are poking at the weakness of Shen Shushi and Tan Xiaowu.

"Okay, I'll go and have a look." Shen Shushi agreed first, holding the painting covered with the curtain.

"I won't sell my paintings if they don't have 20 yuan! The labor cost should be worth [-] yuan, right?" Tan Xiaowu was eager to compete and rushed forward.

Ruan Mengxi packed up the drawing board and walked to the back, blinked at Bi Sheng who was beside him, showing a "look, I said they will go" expression, quite proud.

The seaside market in the evening is very lively.

There are serious businessmen here, with barbecue stalls and cold drink stalls. The scent wafts for miles, and the stalls are always full of people.

There are also tourists who come to play, the shell crabs picked up by the sea, or the paintings of students can put up a small sign to mark the price and sell them on the spot. If there is nothing to sell, there are children who build a beach castle on the spot, or It's a young entertainer playing the guitar leisurely...

The people here always give people a comfortable and leisurely feeling.

Ruan Mengxi and the others found an empty space, spread a white cloth on the ground, and put the paintings together.

Most of the paintings of the students cost around ten yuan each, and were quickly bought.

Bi Sheng's words were the first to be bought out of the four. His oil paintings are like fairy tales, with a small white boat floating on the blue sea, and the transaction price is currently the highest at 35 yuan.

The paintings of Ruan Mengxi and Tan Xiaowu are placed next to a pile of professional paintings, which are completely green leaf effect, which makes the students' paintings sell much faster than usual.

With nothing to do, Ruan Mengxi started playing with the children at the booth next to him.

The child seemed to be only five or six years old, and his parents didn't know where he had gone, so they enclosed a place for the child and let him play alone.

Ruan Mengxi was also very patient. He played with the child for a while, and when the child's mother finally came back to pick him up, he bought Ruan Mengxi's painting at an average price of 15 yuan as a thank you.

Gifts are reciprocated, and the children also presented a castle built by themselves before leaving.

Tan Xiaowu, who was watching from the side, was a little envious, but of course he still had to say stiffly, "It must be that these people are too blind to appreciate art."

However, just as Tan Xiaowu finished speaking, the two girls pulled each other excitedly and ran to him.

"Excuse me, is it Xinghuo?"

"Are you shooting any show?"

The girls said a word, their faces were already red as they spoke, the evening wind blew their skirts, and the slightly raised sand seemed to fascinate people's eyes.

Tan Xiaowu was taken aback, and immediately changed his unrestrained sitting posture to the most standard standing with legs crossed, and his whole body bounced up as if a spring was installed under his buttocks.

"Yes...you, hello."

Who would have thought that Tan Xiaowu, who talked too much in front of his teammates, would blush and stammer whenever he met fans.

While talking to the two girls, he put his hands behind his back and called Ruan Mengxi.

"Tan Zhiwu, I like you very much, you dance really well!" The younger sister was a little excited and nervous at first, but she plucked up the courage to ask each other after the younger sisters encouraged each other, but she didn't expect the other party to be more nervous than them , which made her courageous.

The little sister on the side nodded, "Yes, yes, yes, I testify that she likes you very much and watches your videos every day."

Tan Xiaowu smiled and scratched the back of his head, "Thank you...thank you."

I kept shouting in my heart, brother, help me, what should I say at this time!

As if hearing his call, Ruan Mengxi walked over quickly.

Now it was the girl's turn to "testify" and shouted in surprise, "Ah, it's Ruan Ruan!"

"Hello!" Ruan Mengxi walked up to him, took Tan Xiaowu's convulsive hand, and nodded to the two fans he met by chance, greeting him familiarly as if he was a classmate.

Tan Xiaowu, like a person floating on the sea, finally grasped a straw, excitedly put his arms around his younger brother, stood a little behind him, and whispered into his ear.

"Brother, they seem to be our fans, are they real fans? Or are they the babysitters hired by the company?"

Tan Xiaowu was overshadowed by what happened last time, but he couldn't help but welcome people who ran over enthusiastically.

Ruan Mengxi took a look at the two girls with excited expressions, it didn't seem like they were fake, they should be real fans.

He pulled his brother back and greeted the two girls, "We are filming a show, and we may film you, does this matter?"

"No, nothing!" The girl replied immediately.

The companion on the side pulled her, and looked at Ruan Mengxi with some embarrassment, "Will we disturb the filming?"

"How come? The show is filmed for you to watch, thank you for your support, do you want to come and play together?"

No one can refuse an invitation with a soft smile!

The two girls were so excited that they could hardly speak. Looking at the hands held by Ruan Mengxi and Tan Xiaowu, they looked at each other, shouted in their hearts, and held hands to suppress the joy that they were about to go crazy.

Ahhhhh, what could be more insane than their favorite group member throwing candy in their face?

"Weaving Dreams" is indeed true!

Tan Xiaowu breathed a sigh of relief, it's nice to have a younger brother, God knows he just faced two fans alone, his palms were sweating, and his legs were twitching.

But the next second.

"We are painting in the afternoon, and we come here to sell the painting in the evening, do you want to buy it?"

Just as Tan Xiaowu breathed a sigh of relief, he was thrown into a coma by his brother's sudden words.

"Don't!" Tan Xiaowu only had time to say a word, but the easel was too close to them. After turning around and taking two steps, his "[-]-yuan masterpiece" had already fallen into everyone's sight.

Lao Liu also "kindly" gave a close-up.

Tan Xiaowu's expression froze for a moment, and the most striking thing on the drawing paper was a big black handprint.

Below are four stake-like things standing in a row.

Let's say it's a wooden pile, but it doesn't look like it, after all, there are some elements on it.

"This is a post-modern Picasso style painting by Tan Ge, and the price is 20 yuan." Ruan Mengxi introduced with a serious face.

The two girls leaned in front of the painting to look at it, and nodded their heads one after another, with such expressions on their faces.

One of the girls made a decision on the spot, "I buy it! I buy it!"

The painter himself immediately interjected, "No, no, not twenty! Ten yuan, no, one piece..."

He looked at his painting with some embarrassment, "I'll give you a new one, this one is too ugly."

Tan Xiaowu, who had been talking so much all afternoon, was blushing and wished he could find a hole in the ground and get in.

"No, this is very nice. It's a painting of sparks." The girl shook her head, explained with a smile, and really wanted to pay on the spot.

Tan Xiaowu was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the content of the painting that even the team members hadn't guessed would be revealed by the fans.

Ruan Mengxi was also stunned. Originally, he just wanted to play tricks on his brother and make the show more effective, but he didn't really want to sell this "worthless" ghost painting to fans.

but……

Is this painting of Starfire?

The fans were stunned when they saw them, and thought they had guessed wrong, wondering, "Isn't it? Wifi combination?"

"This is the mist, this is Ruanrou." Another girl pointed to the painting, and she knew exactly where they were standing.

"...Yes." The artist himself confirmed it.

Ruan Mengxi looked at his brother who had a strange expression, and felt a little guilty for a moment. He just thought it was fun, and kept teasing his brother to sell the painting. He even made a bet with Brother Bi that Brother Xiao Wu's painting would definitely not be sold.

"Then... can you sell it to us?" The fans only felt that they had found a great bargain, and were afraid that the other party would disagree.

"Do you really want it?" Tan Xiaowu asked anxiously.

The two girls nodded hurriedly, this was drawn by the idol himself!

Ruan Mengxi saw his brother's entanglement at the moment, and helped him out, "I just said that 21 photos were a joke, and there is only one picture. Let's take two photos for you, one for each person."

"really?"

Soon, Ruan Mengxi called Bi Sheng and Shen Shushi, and the four of them stood behind the painting, lined up in a Wi-Fi pose, took a photo, and developed it on the spot.

Sign the name on the back of the photo and give each of the two girls a copy.

"Is there really no need to give money?" The girl felt as if she was dreaming.

"No, no, it's all my brother's joke." Tan Xiaowu hurriedly waved his hand, put the pot on his brother's head, and stroked the top of his hair.

"We will have a bonfire party later, do you want to participate together?" Bi Sheng took the initiative to invite. He and Shitou had just been there for half a day and were busy organizing the party with the students.

The eyes of the two girls brightened, and they only felt that their good luck throughout the year was spent today.

Shen Shushi was not very happy at first, but when he saw two fans muttering about "weaving dreams", he suddenly understood.

He has done his homework!

The CP fan of him and his younger brother is called "Don't Eat". Could it be that "Weaving Dreams" is Tan Xiaowu and his younger brother?

Thinking of this, he was a little unconvinced immediately, and he also took the initiative to say, "Let's come together, but there may not be enough food."

No one noticed his petty and thoughtful routine, and everyone was amazed at Shen Shushi's initiative to speak.

"No, it's okay, we don't eat." The fans replied quickly, not knowing that they had voluntarily boarded the "thief ship".

Shen Shushi nodded in satisfaction, that's right.