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"What you collect must be your favorite, are you really willing?" Zhang Qian said.

Zhang Qian has seen Xu Lili's collection before, all of them are antiques, and they are all masterpieces, and the cheapest is several million, which can be said to be inhumane.

"Then what's the matter, it's good if you can do your part." Xu Lili smiled.

"These paintings can only eat ashes here, but if they are donated, they can benefit many people."

Zhang Qian nodded, very sure of Xu Lili's words.

"Since you have such an awareness, I can't lag behind. I'll draw a picture for you, and you can take it to auction when the time comes. As for your collection, don't take it out to make a fool of yourself."

Xu Lili looked happy when she heard the first half of the sentence, but frowned angrily when she heard the second half.

"Look at you for making a fool of yourself."

"Do you still dare to be unconvinced?" Zhang Qian looked at her small appearance, smiled even brighter, pinched her nose and shook it with his fingers.

"Well……"

Xu Lili stepped back, slapped Zhang Qian's hand off, and stared at him with gritted teeth.

Zhang Qian smiled, rubbed her swollen little face with his hands to discourage her, and said: "I'm still angry, I won't draw anymore when I'm angry."

Xu Lili glared at him, turned around and left.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Qian called out.

Xu Lili said without turning her head, "I'll get you a pen and paper."

Chapter 73 It Depends on Your Performance

A moment later, Zhang Qian stood on the rice paper with a pen in his hand.

His writing is like wind and thunder, and his movements are as fast as lightning. It makes people feel that he doesn't seem to be painting, but rather like writing cursive, or wild cursive.

But there is no disorder in the lines in the pen, and it is still so pleasing to the eye.

About half an hour later, Zhang Qian stood up, put down the pen in his hand, looked at the painting in front of him, and nodded in satisfaction.

Xu Lili leaned forward and looked, and there was a turbulent torrent in front of her eyes.

The river is fast, like a tiger, as if it can swallow everything.

The moment she saw the painting, she closed her eyes subconsciously, and stood there tremblingly, as if she would be swallowed by the flood the next moment.

Zhang Qian didn't bother her.

After a while, Xu Lili finally came back to her senses.

She opened her eyes again, looking at the Yellow River Map in front of her, with deep fear still in her eyes, but more real appreciation.

"This painting is so imposing."

She subconsciously reached out her hand, but she stopped before touching the painting. The ink stains on the painting were not yet dry. If she touched it at this time, she accidentally ruined the painting.

She turned her head and gave Zhang Qian a white look, and said, "Your paintings are so good, I am reluctant to donate them."

"What's the point? From now on, as long as you want, I can paint for you every day." Zhang Qian said indifferently.

"Really?" Xu Lili was surprised.

"Of course it's true." Zhang Qian laughed, but the smile was meaningful: "But...it depends on your performance."

Xu Lili blushed and turned her head away from him.

"rogue."

Zhang Qian rubbed his hands together and said with a smug smile, "Then do you like hooligans?"

"rogue……"

……

In the afternoon, Xu Lili took the painting and went to the Painting and Calligraphy Association, intending to ask Mr. Li to promote the painting and sell it for more money at that time.

But Zhang Qian was bored, so he had no choice but to go back to school.

He still has some knowledge points in the subject that he hasn't finished reviewing, and the exam is about to take place, and he doesn't want to fail the subject.

However, he had just reached the entrance of the underground garage when he heard a low roar of an engine coming from inside.

At the exit in front of you, there happened to be a Rolls-Royce Phantom Collector's Edition, a car worth more than 1000 million yuan, which is not something you can see all the time.

Zhang Qian stopped.

"Is there still no way?" A man in front of the car was standing in front of the open hood, frowning, obviously stumped by something.

"No, there is still a problem with the engine." The person who stepped on the gas pedal in the car looked helpless.

"It seems that we can only return to the factory now. With our level, we can't solve this kind of problem at all. I knew that I would not modify the engine at the beginning. Now the horsepower has not increased, but has dropped a lot."

The man standing in front of the car smiled wryly: "Brother Sui, the competition is going to be tonight, and it's too late to return to the factory at this time."

"Then what should we do?" The man in front of the car also had a wry smile on his face.

"I have no chance of winning with this car."

"Actually, you can change the spark plugs. The spark plugs you use are made of the best alloy, but they don't match the engine. If they are ignited, the combustion will be incomplete. Not only will the speed not increase, but the fuel consumption will also be high."

"I suggest you switch to copper ones, and then replace them, it shouldn't be a big deal."

"When you have time in the future, just return it to the factory and replace it with the original one. You guys modified it well, so there is no problem."

The man in front of the car originally wanted to ask who you are, but when he heard Zhang Qian's long speech, he also looked confused.

"But I'm just a suggestion, and I don't guarantee it will work."

After Zhang Qian finished speaking, he turned and left.

The two stared blankly at his back.

After a while, the two looked at each other, and then...

"This guy speaks very professionally, do you want to try it?" The man in the cab asked.

The man in front of the car shrugged his shoulders and said, "Try it, a dead horse is a living horse doctor. I remember that there seems to be a spark plug in your car."

"Well, I'll get it." The man in the cab got out of the car, walked to the side of the Ferrari, rummaged for a long time, and found an unused copper spark plug.