648: Ten Thousand Wood Spring in front of the Old Bridge

Ten Thousand Wood Spring in front of the Old Bridge

In the restaurant where Xia Wanyuan had lunch at noon, there was a history booklet of this country with the traditional clothes of this country.1

Just now, the tall woman had said that she wanted Xia Wanyuan to help her change her clothes. Xia Wanyuan naturally thought of the clothes in the introduction book.

While painting, Xia Wanyuan had drawn her a western noble dress. Wearing a gemstone hat, she looked around the bridge, looking very moving.

Not only did the tall woman like it, but the surrounding tourists also scrambled to get Xia Wanyuan to draw it for them after reading it.

"It's almost dark now, so we can only draw the last painting. Everyone, draw lots. I'll draw for whoever I pick, how about that?" At that moment, An Rao stood up.

"Okay." Everyone agreed.

An Rao cut some paper for everyone to draw lots. In the end, the person whose name was drawn was a young and thin youth.

At that moment, the sun was gradually setting. After drawing the person, Xia Wanyuan quickly smeared it with a pen.

The golden willow swayed. Xia Wanyuan sat on the lawn and focused on the painting in front of her. The setting sun cast a warm yellow light on her.

Looking at Xia Wanyuan in the video, Jun Shiling's eyes glistened.

Jun Shiling suddenly pulled Xia Wanyuan's shoulder closer.

Before Xia Wanyuan could ask, Jun Shiling had already leaned down.

"Why are you so beautiful?" Jun Shiling kissed Xia Wanyuan's face almost piously.

"…Can you stop disturbing me from watching television?" Xia Wanyuan pushed Jun Shiling's head away and wanted to watch television, but Jun Shiling grabbed her hands.

Xia Wanyuan frowned. "Jun Shiling, you promised me just now."

"Okay, okay, okay. Let's watch." Under Xia Wanyuan's accusing gaze, Jun Shiling temporarily suppressed his thoughts and let go of Xia Wanyuan's hands, interlocking his fingers.

While the two of them were fooling around, Xia Wanyuan had already drawn the painting for the youth on the program.

"Wow, she's really amazing!"

"Can you really not draw another painting? I can pay a high price! Can 20,000 Euros do it? 30,000? 50,000 is fine too."

After the camera captured the expressions of the surrounding people, it then focused on Xia Wanyuan's painting.

It was a picture of the rising sun.

The young man walked across the bridge with his school bag.

Behind him, the morning sun peeked out from the edge of the willow branches, casting its light on every part of the land.

The river water under the bridge flashed with waves. The old ancient bridge seemed to have shaken off its history in the tender grass and willow trees, using new strength to support the youth's path.

If the painting that she had just drawn for the tall woman was filled with a solemn and noble feeling,

The painting that was given to the young man was filled with vigor and youth, making one feel elated at first sight.

"It's already late. I'm sorry that we can't work anymore. Goodbye, everyone." An Rao blocked the people who wanted to continue painting with Xia Wanyuan. Seeing that they were so determined, everyone could only leave regretfully.

The young man was also a rich person. After paying the same fee as the previous person, he even gave an additional 2,000 euros as a reward.

After all, he really liked this painting.

The sky had darkened, and Xia Wanyuan and An Rao began to pack up and return to the hotel.

When they arrived at the hotel, An Rao calculated today's income and expenditure.

"Sister!! You're amazing!! We still have 23,000 Euros left!! Oh my god, we don't have to go out and earn money anymore!"

After An Rao finished speaking, the production team's face turned green.

It was clearly a two-day recording. Who would have thought that Xia Wanyuan would earn money so quickly? What was there to record for the following program?

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