Qin Ranran was wearing silk pajamas that were covered with little kittens, revealing her fair calves. She lazily sank into the sofa and held the portrait in her hands, staring at it with her bright eyes without blinking.
"Ranran, don't sneak out like this in the future. You're a star, not an ordinary person. Do you know that running out like this is very willful?
"Do you know how dangerous it is outside? This is Flying Immortal, not Zi Yun.
"You don't know how anxious we were at that time. If anything happened to you …"
On the opposite sofa sat a twenty-six or twenty-seven year old short-haired woman. Her face was exquisite and pretty, and she was full of a smart and capable temperament.
She was nagging at Qin Ranran.
"Alright, Sister Fang, next time I …"
"There's a next time?"
"No no no … Hehe, Sister Fang, Sister Fang, do you think I'm pretty?" Qin Ranran flirted, turning the portrait around.
Even though Fang Fang was still fuming with anger, she still felt shocked after seeing that portrait.
She could not say anything against her heart.
"Beautiful!"
"That's because our Ranran is beautiful."
"Hehe …" Qin Ranran giggled without a care in the world.
Fang Fang was Qin Ranran's manager. She was smart, powerful, popular, and had a wide network. She was known as Sister Fang in the circle.
She looked at Qin Ranran, her tone softening as she said softly, "Ranran, I know you're tired. You have so many assignments, and you're on the move every day. It's normal for you to want to release yourself, but you really can't do this in the future. It's too dangerous to run out alone. What if a dimensional space suddenly appears … "
"Yes, yes, yes, I know," Qin Ranran answered softly, turning the portrait in her hands around.
She could not get enough of it.
I'm so beautiful!
Sob sob sob!
"Speaking of portraits, did you know? That street artist earned more than four hundred thousand in one go! He's famous because of you! Many people are looking for him now. "
Sister Fang's eyes shone with shrewdness as she muttered, "It's a pity he slipped away too quickly. If only I could use this opportunity to sign him and package him well …"
"Aiya!" Qin Ranran suddenly sat up and exclaimed, "I haven't given him money yet!"
"What money?" Fang Fang pursed her lips. "If it weren't for you, how could he have earned more than four hundred thousand in one afternoon? This speed of earning money … is almost catching up to a B-list celebrity! "
"That's because he's really capable!" Qin Ranran said with a serious face, "I said at that time that I would give him money."
"Alright, you're a celebrity, you have to be careful with your every move. Don't give anyone anything that can be used against you." Fang Fang nodded and did not stop Qin Ranran from paying.
Otherwise, there might come a day when a piece of news would pop up on the internet, 'Superstar Qin Ranran drew on the streets without paying' … That would be a hot topic.
Qin Ranran transferred two hundred thousand yuan to Shirō Makino's account number.
She had just seen a lot of news about the young street painter on the Internet. Many people had even launched a search for the street painter.
There were also people who offered a lot of money for the paintings, and the price had already reached more than 150,000.
It could only be said that the power of hype was endless!
Therefore, Qin Ranran transferred 200,000 yuan to him. She felt that the price was worth the portrait.
From now on, she would never paint a portrait of herself again.
This one was enough!
After hesitating for a moment, she secretly hid from Sister Fang and added Shirō Makino as a friend.
There was no reply for the time being. He was probably busy, right?
Qin Ranran never thought that she would be rejected when she took the initiative to add him as a friend.
A superstar!
She took the initiative to add him as a friend!
How could she be rejected?
…
…
Shirō Makino returned home happily. The feeling of being rich was really different.
His whole body felt comfortable, and he was in a good mood!
Even Dapei was much more pleasing to the eye.
After reaching home, he contacted the landlord of the villa according to the contact information left by the old man.
When the landlord heard that he wanted to pay the rent, he was stunned for a moment, and then said casually, "Then pay for a year first."
A year?
Shirō Makino, who had just felt that he was a rich man and had inflated for less than an hour, felt a basin of cold water poured over his head.
He was dumbfounded on the spot.
He felt that the world was full of malice toward him.
"Is there a problem?" The person who spoke was a middle-aged man. His voice was calm, and he gave off a scholarly feeling.
"Hehe, no, no problem! How about this, tomorrow I … "
As Shirō Makino spoke, he suddenly received a notification from his portable AI. He opened it casually, and a transfer message appeared in front of him.
200,000 yuan had been transferred to his account!
Oh my!
Shirō Makino's HP was instantly full.
"Please provide me your identification number, I'll transfer it to you right away!"
It was only 600,000 yuan, how big of a deal was it? Life was nothing more than giving up something to gain something …
Shirō Makino's heart was bleeding, and he forcefully comforted his depressed heart.
Then, the other side gave him a string of identification numbers, and then hung up.
Shirō Makino heaved a sigh of relief, and he collapsed on the sofa, feeling like life had nothing left to live for.
To be honest, he didn't want to continue selling his art anymore!
As a Talisman Artist, he had many ways to earn money.
Shirō Makino still wanted to leave a beautiful legend!
When he became a great Talisman Artist in the future, and this information was publicized, how awesome would it be?
If no one knew about it, then he would find someone to expose it!
"The rise of the legendary Great Talisman Artist — — Once sold his art on the street and was robbed! Now, every painting is worth a fortune! "
Look at the topic!
But if he were to sell it for the second time … it would be a little low.
As if he was really poor!
Fine, he was indeed a little poor.
In the blink of an eye, he was only left with 30,000 yuan.
Fortunately, someone had just transferred 200,000 yuan, and his urgent need was solved.
Right, who transferred the money just now?
Shirō Makino glanced at the record. There was no name, no message. Was it that famous celebrity? That should be it.
Who else would suddenly transfer such a large sum of money to him?
He looked again, and there was a friend request? It was the same identification number, and the name "Qin Ranran" was written behind it.
It was really her!
She kept her word, and she was a particular person!
But why did she add him as a friend?
Wasn't the transaction already done?
She still wants to buy my art?
But I don't want to sell it anymore!
Shirō Makino ignored Qin Ranran's friend request.
He went to the study to study the Talisman Artist's ancient book left behind by the old man.
The old man said that he had only learned a little from it after so many years, and he didn't know if he was being modest.
Thinking about it, he wasn't that kind of person.
After finding the safe and opening it, Shirō Makino saw the ancient book of the Talisman Artist from the ancient ruins.
He reached out to take it, and was shocked.
"Why is it so heavy?"
Shirō Makino was shocked. Although he didn't measure his spiritual energy, it shouldn't be too low.
When he trained, things that weighed tens of kilograms were as light as a feather in his hands.
But the weight of this ancient book completely exceeded his imagination, and he couldn't even pick it up!
He used some strength to take it out of the safe.
He estimated it to be about a hundred kilograms!
Is this a book?
I can't even pick it up without some strength!
Could it be made of gold?
Looking at the dark gold cover, Shirō Makino's eyes lit up.
"This is made of divine gold from beyond the heavens."
At some unknown time, Big Beauty suddenly appeared by his side and looked at the Talisman Artist's ancient book in front of Shirō Makino.
Shirō Makino looked up at Big Beauty, who was rarely serious, and nodded. "Don't worry, I won't sell it."
"But I can tell that you're studying its material. You want to sell it," Big Beauty muttered.
"Get out."
Shirō Makino rolled his eyes. She doesn't know how to chat at all!
There wasn't a single word on the cover of the ancient book. It was dark gold, neither new nor old, and had a slightly frosted feel to it.
After flipping it open, he saw that the pages inside were very thin, about four hundred pages.
Every page had words on both sides, and the handwriting was extremely small. He couldn't recognize a single word at a glance!
Hey!
Great!
Shirō Makino expressionlessly looked at the things on the cover.
The old man had never taught him these words, and the video he left him didn't say how to read them either.
How was he supposed to learn?
"Do you really think that I'm a genius who knows everything from birth?"
Shirō Makino let out a long breath and calmed himself down.
He didn't believe that the old man would tease him about such a thing, so there must be a way.
At first glance, these words seemed to be engraved on the metal pages, but when he touched them with his hand, he discovered that each word was actually protruding out!
If it was engraved, it should be indented.
Then, Shirō Makino tried to place his hand on one word, closed his eyes, and concentrated. He tried to use his mental power to feel it.
Boom!
A majestic light instantly shone into Shirō Makino's spiritual sea.
His entire spiritual sea instantly shone with a golden radiance!
Shirō Makino was stunned, and his heart was filled with shock. He sat there motionlessly.
Big Beauty, who was beside him, revealed a shocked expression when she saw this.
She hadn't taught him yet!
It was just as the old man had said: he was a genius!
Big Beauty's figure gradually faded, and she disappeared from the study.
After an unknown amount of time, Shirō Makino felt a strong sense of exhaustion. He opened his eyes and found that more than ten hours had passed!
And he had already "read" both sides of the first page of the book!
Phew!
Shirō Makino let out a long breath.
He finally understood what it meant to have an epiphany, and what supreme knowledge was!
It was too broad and profound!
It turned out that there were so many exquisite techniques in this world.
It turned out that the profession of Talisman Artist was so interesting.
The things recorded in this book were things that he couldn't even imagine before!
The method to hide one's mental power was written on the first page, right at the beginning.
This was something that Bai Muye had originally thought to be extremely difficult, but the method given in the ancient book was extremely simple.
He only needed to create a small formation in his spiritual sea to seal his mental power.
This was the method that the old man used to seal his mental power.
However, if this method was used on others, there was a basic condition — the person's mental power must be much higher than the person who was cast the technique!
Shirō Makino wasn't sure about the old man's true realm, and he hadn't seen him draw talismans for so many years.
Previously, Shirō Makino even suspected that he was a Talisman Artist, and that he wasn't just boasting.
Now that he thought about it, the old man was indeed a Talisman Artist, and his realm wasn't low either.
Shirō Makino had already learned the method to seal mental power, and it was very simple to use it on himself. He could seal and unseal it at any time!
But he couldn't use it yet, because he couldn't unseal the seal that the old man had placed on his mental power.
He had to wait until he broke through the old man's seal before he could seal it on his own.
"Such a simple method, why didn't the old man teach me before? He's just laying the foundation every day … "
On the front and back of the first page, it was all about Mind Power.
Shirō Makino already understood most of it, but he still needed more time to master it.
But he wasn't in a hurry, because he had a long way to go.
Glancing at the AI, he saw that Qin Ranran had sent him seven or eight friend requests.
What was she trying to do?
She couldn't be trying to do something to him, could she?
She was a superstar, and didn't she have anything else to do?
Did she think that she'd given me too much money, and want a refund?
I'm smart, and I won't let you have your way!
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