Gangster Cannon Fodder

But Fu Mu Bai's painting speed is so fast that she feels that every frame of the picture in front of her has been firmly imprinted in her heart, so that she doesn't even have to look up and look at it when she writes, just follow the steps. Just portray what she thinks in her heart directly. Boys have only seen such skilled painting skills in his teachers!

The shocked boy was looking at Fu Mubai in shock at this moment.

What's the origin of this girl? !

Isn't she the school girl he had imagined before, but the teacher of the Academy of Fine Arts? !

But the teachers in the Academy of Fine Arts, shouldn't they be so young?

No, no, this is not simply young anymore, this is simply too young!

Fu Mubai didn't notice the boys' mood changes at the moment.

In other words, even if she noticed, she didn't care at all.

Fu Mubai's paintings also attracted the attention of many people leisurely playing in the square.

Fu Mubai's external image is still very good, and the operation of street sketching is inherently easier to attract people's attention. So under the combination of the two, everyone is very curious, what kind of paintings a young and beautiful girl would paint like?

Soon, many people gathered around Fu Mubai.

Everyone, just like the boy who borrowed the drawing board, was shocked by Fu Mubai's quick and accurate sketches.

For a while, there was a lot of discussion around.

With such a movement, even those who hadn't gotten closer, also subconsciously glanced over here.

Being watched by so many eyes, Fu Mubai was not worried but happy.

What she wants is such an effect!

The more people noticed her, the more people would regard her as an ordinary student who really came to sketch, instead of thinking in other directions.

Of course, the people Fu Mubai pays attention to who don't think too much are of course not the people in the square.

She had only one goal from beginning to end, and that was the Gu Master who had dealt with Bai Jinze!

I'm afraid that Gu Master would never imagine that not only has he been discovered by someone, but the person has also followed the clues to find the door!

What he didn't even think was that Fu Mubai, who wanted to catch him, not only didn't carefully hide his traces, but went the other way, making such a big movement!

After all, there is no hunter who will put himself in full view.

What Fu Mubai wanted was what the other party didn't expect!

Taking advantage of the opportunity of sketching, Fu Mubai raised her head from time to time to look at the scene in front of her, and her gaze also scanned everyone in the crowd.

Everyone thought she was painting and wanted to draw the characters in front of her more detailed and more realistic, but no one would have thought that Fu Mubai was actually looking at everyone's breath in secret, trying to find out from it. The location of a Gu Master!

Suddenly, the pen in Fu Mubai's hand paused.

But the next moment, the pen in her hand moved again, as if it stopped at the moment just now, and it didn't happen at all.

In fact, the onlookers who were close to her did not notice.

For one thing, Fu Mubai's pause time was originally very short, and it was not easy to be noticed at all.

Secondly, even if someone is aware of it, everyone will only think that she is thinking about where to start the next painting, and will not think of other places at all.

Fu Mubai lowered his eyelids, but secretly said in his heart: I found it!

A big rock in her heart fell to the ground.

The next moment, Fu Mubai raised his head again, and glanced at the middle-aged man who was sitting by the fountain, facing the laptop on his lap and beating constantly.

The man was wearing a shirt and suit and a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He looked like an ordinary professional.

When most people see him like this, they usually subconsciously think that he is waiting for someone or doing some work.

However, because he lowered his head and was covered by glasses, it was difficult for others to see exactly what he looked like, and they would not even leave any impression of him in their hearts.

In Fu Mubai's pen, the outline of this man gradually appeared.

It's just that she just drew two strokes, the other party seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly raised her head!

It happened that Fu Mubai was looking at him again, and the eyes of the two met instantly.

For a while, the atmosphere seemed to solidify, and the pen in Fu Mubai's hand did not move at all.

She finally saw clearly what the other person looked like.

This is really an extremely ordinary face, a look that is hard to find in the crowd.

Looking at Fu Mubai, the other party frowned.

Just as Fu Mubai was wondering if this person would come directly, the onlookers standing behind her couldn't wait, urging:

"Girl, you continue to paint!"

"That's right, little girl, how good your painting is, why don't you suddenly stop painting?"

"Oh, this is because the painting was discovered by someone, right? It's okay girl, if you continue painting yours, no one will be angry!"

"Yeah! You see how beautiful your painting is. I want you to paint me once. How could someone be angry because of such a trivial matter?"

There was also the impatient uncle, who directly shouted at the middle-aged man: "Little brother, the girl is sketching from life. If this doesn't happen to catch up, I will draw you in. It's nothing. You shouldn’t mind, right? It’s okay if you do. The little girl just drew you two strokes. She hasn’t even traced her face yet!"

Fu Mubai: "..."

Little... little brother? !

Isn't it the first time the other party was called that? !

The middle-aged man looked at the situation around Fu Mubai and understood what the other party was doing.

He didn't say a word, and stood up quietly ~www.novelmt.com~ Apparently he planned to pack up and leave.

No one thought that things would develop into this way, and there was a lot of discussion:

"Isn't it, is this really angry???"

"How can a big man be so stingy?"

"It's okay... Didn't people say anything about this?"

"This man has a weird temper... Someone gave free paintings. What a good thing! Others can't wait for it, but he is good, and he just left like this!"

There were also onlookers who didn’t care about it and urged Fu Mubai: "Little girl, it’s okay, you can continue to paint yours, just wipe the two pens just now! You paint so well, we all like to see you. What's the painting!"

Fu Mubai put down his pen, smiled and thanked everyone, but he squeezed out the crowd and hurriedly ran in the direction of the middle-aged man.

Everyone: "???"

No, this will not be drawn?

What's the matter? This is? !