
Nie Cong was a little disappointed, but then he felt normal again.
There were many strange people in this world, especially those with real skills. It seemed like there was a famous chess player in their city, who was a very strange person.
Gu Yundong did not know that he had made excuses for himself, he rubbed his aching wrist.
I haven't painted in a long time, and I'm a little foreign. Fortunately, I slowly discovered that feeling.
Gu Yundong was an orphan in his previous life, and he did not do well in the orphanage. She was also adopted when she was five years old, but only half a year later, the couple who adopted her died in a car accident.
He was sent back to the orphanage, and I don't know who said he was a broom star, and the couple was killed by him. Because of these rumors, he had absolutely no friends in the orphanage, and the dean did not like him either.
Welfare institutions have limited resources to be fed and clothed, many children in the institution are at war with each other. Gu Yundong was a person who was bullied often, but whenever there was a conflict, the dean ended up punishing him. Gu Yundong knew from the age of five that he had to support himself and not be weak.
She has no affection for the orphanage, but she works hard and is accepted into the university alone.
The major she was most interested in back then was fine art, but learning art was expensive and time-consuming, but she did not have both, so she had to give up.
"Sometimes I can't stand the itching. He would go to the Fine Arts Academy to take classes. He is very talented in this field. He studied intermittently, but his paintings are amazing."
Especially in figure painting, even his teacher could not help but feel sorry, and even applied for a scholarship and scholarship for him to go to school to let him learn this, but Gu Yundong refused. For those who have no guarantee of the future, hobbies can sometimes be a very luxurious thing.
I didn't expect that what I learned at the beginning could be used here.
He rubbed his wrist for a bit, and asked Nie Cong and Xiaobing, who were still discussing the praise with the paper, "So, is this alright?"
The two nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, of course, that's good."
"Just two, nothing more." He was starting to miss the copier.
With the first image, the second and third images are much faster.
Not long after, Nie Cong collected three portrait paintings and was about to leave, "Quickly, go back to the government office, let someone take this to catch people, so obviously someone must have seen it."
He raised his leg and was about to leave, but Gu Yundong hurriedly grabbed the person back, "Wait a minute."
"What's wrong?"
"About the origin of this painting, you should help me keep it a secret. I don't want to be targeted by those ruthless robbers, and I still have a family I have to protect."
Nie Cong paused and his expression became solemn, "Don't worry, not just you, we also kept the painter who drew the fugitive notice a secret. I'll just tell the prefect about the painting, and there'll never be any fifth person to know."
The soldier standing at the side also nodded cautiously, "Don't worry, son."
To be honest, he still hadn't seen exactly what this girl looked like, too.
Gu Yundong let go of his hand, Nie Cong hurriedly rolled up the painting, and rushed off with the soldiers.
As soon as they left, Gu Yundong also prepared to leave.
As soon as he turned around, he suddenly widened his eyes and knocked on the table loudly, "Oh, the silver thing is not finished yet."