Chapter 266 Lucky Star 1 (Bonus Chapter for Donations)

The original owner was an orphan.

Her parents died early, and her grandparents abandoned her because they didn't like that she was a girl.

She was sent to an orphanage.

She was beautiful, and when people came to adopt children, they would adopt her, but she would be sent back to them not long afterward.

As time went on, the director stopped allowing anyone to adopt her, and she stayed in the orphanage until she was eighteen.

Fortunately, she had good grades and was admitted to University A after the college entrance examination. Although the orphanage stopped covering the tuition fees for the children after they turned eighteen, she managed to get through it with the help of student loans.

However, she offended someone in college, and was expelled just before graduation. To pay off her loans, she had to take on two more jobs.

However, she speaks without thinking and is a bit dim-witted, and she's always either offending people or on her way to offending people.

Finally, feeling that life was too difficult and there was no hope for her, she committed suicide.

...

Ning Yan glanced at the drawing board in front of her and the young couple standing in front of her, then picked up a pencil and quickly began to draw.

The original owner minored in drawing in college. She wasn't good at anything else, but she could manage to draw chibi portraits. She worked during the day but didn't earn much, so she thought she could set up a stall in the square after get off work to draw chibi portraits for people and earn whatever she could.

She knew her painting skills were poor, so she only dared to charge fifty yuan for a painting.

She draws slowly, and some people get impatient and leave while she's drawing.

Today I met a rare patient couple. She promised them that she would only charge them seventy yuan for the Q-version portraits of the two of them.

However, when the original owner was drawing, he complained that the two people's heights were not compatible, so he made the girl stand on a stool to draw.

Because the girl is a small southern potato, at most 1.5 meters tall, while the boy is from the north, and must be 1.88 meters tall.

The girl was immediately unhappy upon hearing this and smashed up the original owner's stall!

That night, the original owner not only failed to earn any money, but also lost the money she had spent on art supplies. She cried for half the night after returning home and never drew for anyone again.

Ning Yan quickly drew on the paper, depicting two little figures with big heads embracing and laughing, even drawing the few strands of hair hanging down from the girl's head.

"Alright, you two, are you satisfied now?"

The girl exclaimed in surprise, "So fast? Let me see, did I draw you too badly?"

She quickly ran to Ning Yan's easel, glanced at the two people in the painting, and exclaimed, "Wow, they look so alike! I can tell it's us at a glance! You painted so well!"

The boy chimed in, "That's really good. Where's the code? I'll scan it for you."

Ning Yan looked around and found the green bubble code on her neck.

Soon, the seventy yuan she earned from her labor arrived in her account.

After the two left, Ning Yan turned over the sign that the original owner had written and wrote on it:

Portrait painting, 150 yuan per person, quick and easy, each portrait is completed within 15 minutes, no extra charge for exceeding the time limit.

There was no other way; she only had a little over a hundred yuan left on the original card, seventy of which came from the Q-version drawing she had just done. If she didn't earn more money quickly, she wouldn't be able to pay her rent next month.

Goodness, other people's sketches take several class periods, but you can finish one in fifteen minutes. You don't just draw an outline and call it a day, do you?

The sign attracted quite a crowd.

Ning Yan wasn't idle either; her pen kept moving, and in no time, a pretty girl wearing glasses appeared on her drawing paper. About ten minutes later, Ning Yan showed the drawing to everyone, saying, "This is how it looks. Anyone who wants to have their drawing done can come over."

"Goodness, did this painting take fifteen minutes to complete?"

"No! Definitely not! How could she draw so fast?"

"Wang Jiayi, look, that's you! She even drew the bubble on your lips, it looks just like a photograph!"

A few girls shoved and jostled their way to Ning Yan's stall. They even took a closer look at the girl in the painting, and it really looked so much like her. "I'll buy this painting. I'll transfer the money to you."

Ning Yan smiled and said okay, then took the painting down and handed it to the person in question.

150 yuan has been credited to your account.

At this moment, another woman came out. She looked to be about twenty-one or twenty-two years old. She was very beautiful with long, straight hair. She wore a cream-colored trench coat and a light-colored silk scarf around her neck. It was April, and it was still a bit chilly in the mornings and evenings, so her attire didn't seem out of place.

Standing next to her was a man in a custom-made suit, an expensive watch, and handmade leather shoes, holding the keys to a sports car, all of which indicated that the two were quite wealthy.

"May I paint a portrait of two people? I don't think you need anyone to stand there all the time."

Ning Yan: "Yes, I can just outline it. It'll cost 150 yuan per person, 300 yuan for two. Do you agree?"

The man said, "Okay."

"Then stand where I put the stools, any posture is fine, I'll start painting once you're all in position."

A minute later, the two stopped. The man put his arm around the woman's waist and looked at her face. The woman turned her body slightly to the side, placed her hands on her lower abdomen, and looked at Ning Yan's picture frame.

Ning Yan glanced at it, then quickly started drawing on the canvas. A minute later, she said to the two of them, "That's enough, you don't need to pose anymore."

The two men walked over and stood behind Ning Yan, watching her gradually depict their clothes and expressions on the paper. As she drew further, the man would occasionally exclaim in admiration.

Twenty minutes later, Ning Yan handed the finished portrait to the woman. "Alright, are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied! Very satisfied! I feel that your painting is almost as good as that of our school's professors, but it takes them at least three or four hours to paint a single picture. Your speed is too fast!"

Honey, may I give him a tip?

The man readily agreed, "Of course."

The woman took out a wad of banknotes from her pocket, counted them for a while, then shoved them directly into Ning Yan's hand before pulling the man away.

Ning Yan counted the money. It cost 300 yuan to paint a picture, but she received 1,400 yuan.

Thinking of the man gazing affectionately at the woman in the painting, while the woman showed no reaction and leaned to the side, she immediately packed up her painting stall, found a secluded spot, and decisively called the police.

Operator: "What did you say? You're going to call the police just because you received a 1100 yuan tip?"

"These days, what young girl would carry a bunch of cash to pay for things on the street? If she pays in cash, her phone is very likely to be confiscated."

Moreover, before counting the money, she made sure she didn't have any change in her pocket before she started counting the bills. I think she wanted to tip me 110 yuan, but she didn't have any 10 yuan change, so she could only give me 1100 yuan. After giving me the money, she immediately pulled the man away, probably because she was afraid that I would say that I gave him 1100 yuan, which would arouse his suspicion.

You should check this out right away; their car just parked in front of my stall, license plate number ******.

(End of this chapter)