Ginkgo's mouth was also fast, and before Hua Sheng could speak, she rushed to tear off the lady's table.

"Son-in-law, our lady said that at the school’s welcome party next week, her talent for performing is to break big stones on her chest and drill a fire ring from a high altitude."

Jiang Liu also smiled and looked at Hua Sheng, with tenderness and sweetness in his eyes.

"Wife, you are so talented, why don't you perform one for your husband?"

Hua Sheng was even smarter, "Because this can only be performed once in my life. Three years ago, a colleague finished performing, and now the grass on the grave is one meter high."

Chuntao and Ginkgo are smiling even more powerfully now.

After all, this was Hua Sheng’s first funny moment.

Jiang Liu likes such cheerful Hua Sheng very much, and always feels that there is no such a big sense of distance.

"Is your school going to welcome the new school?"

"kindness."

"Are you on stage?"

"Of course not."

"Well, let's keep a low profile... not to avoid those ordinary people being jealous."

Hua Sheng smiled with his lips pursed.

"What are you doing at home in the afternoon?"

"draw."

"I'll take a look."

"No."

"Why are you so stingy? Don't you just draw? I will... Ginkgo will bring the drawing board, and I will show you your skills on the spot."

"Okay, son-in-law."

Ginkgo gradually accepted the male owner because she thought Jiang Liu was good to the lady.

And he is many times better than the scumbag Xie Dongyang.

So she was very happy with what Jiang Liu told her to do.

Ginkgo came down with the drawing board, and Chuntao prepared the brush for him.

Jiang Liu actually started painting.

Just wearing expensive shirts and trousers, although it looks out of place.

But Hua Sheng thought he was very interesting.

It is rare to have such a good mood, so it will not hurt his enthusiasm.

Jiang Liu painted an abstract version of the comics of Chuntao and Ginkgo.

It's the kind that looks very much like me, and is very funny and exaggerated.

After the drawing, she lit up the drawing board, and Chuntao and Ginkgo almost burst into laughter.

"Oh, are these two of us?" Chuntao shouted.

"It's really a bit similar, but why is it so ugly?" Ginkgo tilted his head and looked at it more and more wrong.

"A Sheng, do you think you are fair? "

"Yeah, it's a bit. Your abstract painting is good, and the most important thing is that the painting speed is also fast." Hua Sheng commented.

"When I was in Cambridge, I worked as a street artist on the roadside. I earned £1,200 a week by painting people, which is quite a lot for an international student."

"Indeed, I didn't expect you to have such an experience." Hua Sheng admired him a little.

After all, a rich child must be in the wind and rain, and he will spend too much money.

But he is willing to do such a thing, which is worthy of respect.

"When people live, they have to try different things so that they can come to the world without wasting time. OK, you guys will chat first, I'll take a shower."

Then Jiang Liu went upstairs, and before going upstairs, he gave the painting board a spring peach and ginkgo as a souvenir.

"Miss, look at what my son-in-law painted us like a big fool." Chuntao was still worried about this comic.

Hua Sheng smiled but said nothing.

The welcome party will soon arrive and will officially begin at 6 o'clock in the evening.

Hua Sheng was invited to attend, and sat in the first row next to the mentor.

When the school beauty Lu Xueyi turned to come on stage, the audience rioted, and it was obvious that she was very popular.

A black tripod piano was placed on the stage, and Lu Xueyi glanced at Hua Sheng below the stage.
Chapter completed!