"Draw... It's drawn. Painter Mao said hesitantly, with a hint of confidence in his sunken eyes.

Di Renjie stretched his head over and glanced at the portrait, which was simply indescribable. The originally beautiful face was turned into a snake spirit face by the Mao painter, a pair of bright eyes turned into the size of a copper bell, and the originally small nose became pointy.

"What are you drawing? Snake spirits? Di Renjie looked at the painting, couldn't bear to look at it directly, frowned and squinted his eyes and asked.

"Lord Huiyu, that's right. Small portraits have been painted for many years, and they have become accustomed to drawing people beautifully. This painting of a woman, the small subconsciously turned the face into a small one, and the eyes painted the hall. This Daji girl looks very good, I painted it, but I didn't expect it to be ugly! Hey! Master Mao smiled embarrassedly, and quickly reached out to collect the portrait he painted.

"If you want to paint, you will paint seriously, you are looking for people, why do you paint so beautifully? The problem is, you're almost finished drawing like this! Di Renjie frowned, very dissatisfied with this beautified portrait.

Daji heard Di Renjie discussing with the painter, and she ran over curiously, wanting to see her portrait as well. I don't know if I don't see it, I'm shocked when I see it, what kind of monster is this! Oh my God, I don't look like a normal girl anymore. Daji looked at the awl chin that could poke the dead person in the portrait, and flattened her mouth unhappily: "What are you painting here?" It's too ugly, right? ”

"The girl's beauty is rare in the world, and it is difficult to describe it for a while, and I hope to forgive my sins! Why don't you keep sitting with the girl, and if I draw two more, there will always be a girl who will be satisfied. Painter Mao looked at Daji with blank eyes, and his saliva was about to flow out.

"I don't want to, sitting motionless, I'm tired to death. My bones are going to fall apart! Don't sit down, and besides, your drawings are too ugly! I don't want you to draw it for me! Daji snorted and said like a cannon.

She glanced at Di Renjie and continued: "You said let me draw the picture, I did!" I stopped painting this man, and sat here motionless, like a piece of wood, and I was sick to death. ”

Di Renjie glanced at the ghost painting talisman and sighed, such a portrait is posted outside, and it is rare for others to be able to match Daji. However, it is absolutely impossible to have this portrait, so it is better to draw another one by himself after he goes back, and then let his subordinates draw it and distribute it and post it.

"Miss Yun has worked hard, the portrait matter is not in a hurry for the time being, after we return home, I will personally paint a small picture of the girl, it doesn't take a long time, now the girl will rest first." Di Renjie smiled slightly and said softly.

"Huh? Do you want to paint? Or do you paint? Di Renjie, you won't paint me as a ghost, will you? Daji blinked, after she saw the ghost drawing of this Mao painter, she had fundamental doubts about the technique of human portraits, which was unreliable! It's too unreliable.

"Miss Yun, don't worry, if the painting becomes a ghost, I will eat the painting." Di Renjie affirmed with great confidence.

When Daji heard this, she sneered, and her eyes saw the face of the snake spirit that the painter Mao had turned into again. Actually, this ugly portrait is still very useful, at least such a portrait will not make people recognize her. In case a monster sneaks into Chang'an, wouldn't it be nice to see this portrait and not recognize it. If this Di Renjie really painted her very similarly, he would be recognized at once. Not necessarily a good thing.

Daji's eyes flickered, and he said, "Actually, this painting is quite beautiful, or post this out." ”

When Master Mao heard Daji's words, tears and snot were about to flow out. He stretched out his hands and grabbed Daji's hand, and shouted excitedly: "The girl is really a bosom friend below!" It's hard to find a soulmate in the world! The girl and I are like a boy and a child! The girl is the first person in the world to understand me! Confidant! What a confidant! ”

Daji quickly withdrew her hand in disgust and glanced at Di Renjie: "Your colleague is too strange!" I'm not his bosom friend. I just think that the painting is okay, should it be so exaggerated? ”

"Painter Mao, go down and rest, don't howl." Di Renjie looked at the hair painter speechlessly, what is this?

"Nope! This girl is my bosom friend! I'm going to invite this girl to eat meat and drink wine!" We have to talk about life, ideals, and ambitions! Talk about the injustice in this world, the world's disapproval of my picture! This girl must be the one who knows me best! The painter Mao looked at Daji with blank eyes, and wanted to grab Daji's arm. Di Renjie directly raised his hand and pushed Mao's chest, preventing Mao's painter from recklessly approaching Daji.

"Painter Mao, I don't know if Miss Yun understands you or not. I only know that if you don't go down, I will deduct your income this month until 0. Di Renjie looked at Master Mao expressionlessly and said mercilessly.

"What? Buckled to zero? The whole painter was stunned, and the next second he immediately raised his sleeves to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and clasped his fists with neat hands and said: "Say goodbye!" ”

Daji was relieved to see the terrified painter gone. It's too hard, isn't it? Does Di Renjie get along and work with such people every day? How do you feel that these people don't seem to be very afraid of Di Renjie? Of course, it can't be said to be very close, probably because Di Renjie is born with a sense of distance.

Di Renjie saw that Daji's portrait could not be used, so he gave up. This Daji stayed in Dali Temple, this group of unmarried single dog boys, each of them had no soul, they only knew that looking at Daji, they didn't do any work, and they couldn't do any work well.

Di Renjie sighed, so he had to take Daji back to the mansion first. Otherwise, this Dali Temple is the same as being paralyzed and poisoned, and how to maintain and manage the daily work.

Di Renjie also knew that he had come all the way before, and the pointing and pointing of passers-by made Daji very uncomfortable. When he went back, Di Renjiemo asked someone to prepare a carriage and invited Daji to get into the carriage and go all the way back.

The two got into the carriage, and the coachman whipped the carriage, and the wheels of the carriage creaked and rolled. In the small carriage, Di Renjie and Daji share a space, which is inevitably a little ambiguous. Daji looked at Di Renjie's cold face, and she didn't know what such a man was thinking.

When Daji was about to speak, Di Renjie coughed lightly instead.

Seeing Di Renjie seeing Daji looking at him curiously, he quickly reached into the sleeve of his coat with one hand, touched it for a long time, grabbed the box of rouge out of the sleeve, and held it in the palm of his hand: "Miss Yun, I am not right about this morning." Di was stupid and didn't know how to apologize to the girl, so he bought a box of rouge, hoping that the girl would accept this thin gift and not care about Di's fault. ”