Today, I'm Going to Spend the Billionaire's Hundred Million Again-Chapter 505: What Are You Selling
Moreover, it’s the particularly ugly kind.
At most, it could be called Ducks Fighting Picture.
The duck looks like a number two written and then a few strokes added on.
Luo Cheng’s face turned green from the blow, and the show’s director burst out laughing on the side.
"Finally, someone with insight! Luo Cheng’s fans are all blinded by his idol aura, just like a mother who can’t see her son’s flaws, and similarly, a mother won’t see flaws in her son’s paintings either," someone from the crew joked.
Luo Cheng was thoroughly disparaged from head to toe, losing all his face.
However, he didn’t get angry, ruffled his hair a couple of times, and cheekily continued, "Well, you can just think of buying a Duck Playing in Water picture to attract peach blossom luck, and do some charity while at it."
Luo Cheng looked at Rong Qingqing with a smile, "Let me tell you, my Mystical Skill has been passed down for generations, and I can read faces. I can tell you are a person of fortune, and people of fortune are great benefactors."
"That’s just covering up for lack of skill with bluffing." Rong Qingqing dug in her wallet for a while and pulled out a banknote, "At most, it’s ten dollars; anything more would be mismatched with your painting skills."
Luo Cheng’s smile gradually disappeared, stunned for a few seconds, then nodded, "Ten dollars then; it’s better than nothing. After all, my paintings are mass-produced; I can make one in two minutes, and earning ten dollars in two minutes isn’t a bad business."
The two exchanged cash and goods, and Rong Qingqing took the painting, crumpled it up, and directly stuffed it into some shopping bag, showing how truly dismissive she was, and Luo Cheng clutched his chest, dramatizing pain.
Rong Qingqing grinned, then shifted her gaze to the young celebrity called Gege. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
Wanting to be fair, Rong Qingqing proactively asked, "What are you selling?"
Luo Cheng was quick to answer.
"Over there she mainly sells paper cuts, there’s a master-level expert who can cut paper on-site according to your request; if you want, you can check it out," Luo Cheng suggested, "Even though we’re rivals, I’ve bought some."
The people around laughed out loud.
Truly, he’s the most sabotaging teammate in history.
Giving the opponent free promotion.
The crew hoped Rong Qingqing would go check it out for the sake of the show’s effectiveness.
After all, she was a rare straightforward and clear-sighted girl who candidly called Luo Cheng’s drawing a duck instead of a mandarin duck.
Seeing Rong Qingqing hesitate with so many things left on the bench, the director called an assistant to go out offering to help watch her stuff, which allowed Rong Qingqing to follow Luo Cheng and Gege to Gege’s stall.
Compared to Luo Cheng’s side selling items crafted by amateurs, the stalls here were noticeably more lively.
They were selling one of the national treasures, paper-cut art, which is a cultural product of intangible heritage.
However, mostly everyone just looked rather than bought; people were curious, looked, and after viewing, only a few paid, while the rest just walked away.
"Sister Xia, I brought you a big customer, the kind that knows her stuff." Luo Cheng exclaimed upon approaching a woman about fifty-something in a cheongsam at the stall.
Rong Qingqing recognized her now.
It was Hong Xia, the veteran actress and singer.
Luo Cheng babbled introductions to Rong Qingqing, and Hong Xia, seeing Rong Qingqing was indeed interested, smiled and asked her, "What would you like cut? How about I cut one of you?"
