The experience of reaching 50 yards on a longboard is not necessarily something you can get when driving a car at 150 yards.

There is no outsourcing design. In the final analysis, a longboard is composed of a board surface, wheels, bridges and bearings. Stepping on it is a direct contact between the body, the air, and the speed.

In the early morning, the quiet winding road in Wenxi Mountain was vacant. Yu Nian faced the wind and felt the unspeakable thrill of cornering and acceleration in places with many curves and steep slopes. When returning to the long and gentle slope, he felt

Very calm and at ease.

His mind was empty and he was only concentrating on the road in front of him, which was a good feeling.

When the longboard stopped at the foot of the mountain, seven or eight minutes had passed.

He put away the longboard and walked to the cable car.

When we got on the cable car again, the sky was already bright, and the sunlight coated the sunny side of the mountain with a golden rim.

The petals of the crape myrtle tree float far away. Looking down from the cable car, each one is fluttering in the wind, like a red butterfly.

Deng Jingwei was waiting for him at the top of the mountain cable car. He was relieved to see that he had returned safely.

After helping Yu Nian down, he looked up and down carefully and asked again: "Did you fall?"

Yu Nian shook his head. This trip just now was to let his body get familiar with the new longboard, and he had some reservations in terms of speed and skills.

After completing one-third of the class training in the system space, he was able to complete more difficult curve drifts and steep downhill slides on the towering mountain simulated by the system.

Although the strength honed in the system space cannot be fully returned to the real body for the time being, this asymmetry in difficulty allows Yu Nian to completely relax mentally.

He longs to hit higher mountains, steeper slopes, and more terrifying curves in reality.

Suppressing this surging mood, Yu Nian planned to practice two more times before there were more tourists.

On that trip just now, he had already established trust and connection with the longboard under his feet.

After skating three or four more times, when Yu Nian noticed that the number of vehicles and pedestrians on the mountain road began to increase, he put away his longboard and waved Deng Jingwei down the mountain.

Today happens to be the weekend, so there are more tourists than usual.

The goal of getting familiar with the longboard has been achieved. Yu Nian plans to stop here today and come back to full-day training when there are no people around during the working day.

"What are we going to do next?"

After witnessing Yu Nian's longboard with his own eyes, Deng Jingwei looked at him with eyes that could be described as worship.

"Go make money." Yu Nian replied.

Deng Jingwei: “??”

Yu Nian's eyes fell on the portable drawing board that he was told to hold obediently.

The longboard equipment empties the wallet, and this is not a one-time thing.

As the amount of subsequent training increases, this is not like the board and protective gear in the system that never wear out. Let alone the board and bridge, the wheels, gloves and protective gear, etc., will wear out very quickly, and they will wear out in a few days.

Need to be replaced once.

Especially since he was playing downhill, the degree of wear and tear was even greater.

The next step is to complete the task of system release and participate in the Tianmen Mountain Longboard Downhill Open. Even the previous travel expenses may not be enough.

These are all very real issues.

Now that he is being hidden by the company, Yu Nian can only find ways to make money as a buffer.

It just so happened that the system freed him from the constraints of plot in painting.

The two of them returned to the foot of the mountain, and by this time there were already more tourists.

There are many stalls selling breakfast and ice cream and herbal tea at the foot of the mountain.

Yu Nian found a place to change out of his leather clothes and protective gear, and put on his glasses and hat.

He found a place next to a stall selling pancakes, unfolded the portable drawing board and set it up, and took out the paper and pens from the drawer of the drawing board compartment.

He was about to write on the paper, but when he thought that his handwriting was still crooked and unreadable, Yu Nian put away his pen and looked at Deng Jingwei: "Write a word for me."

Deng Jingwei took the pen and asked: "What to write?"

"One picture -" Yu Nian pondered for a moment and continued, "Write 'portrait sketch, one picture for one hundred', these eight words."

Deng Jingwei obediently wrote well. His handwriting was not very beautiful, but it was quite neat.

Yu Nian expressed satisfaction and clipped the paper to the back of the easel.

He comes from an artistic family and has extremely outstanding talents, but he does not have the aloofness and self-restraint.

In the past, his paintings were very popular and expensive. It was like a joke to measure the value of those paintings by a hundred dollars a picture.

But at this time, Yu Nian was like a down-and-out painter, selling paintings to make a living, and Yu Nian didn't feel embarrassed at all.

Deng Jingwei glanced at him and asked, "Can you still draw?"

If you are confident enough to sell your paintings for money, your level should be pretty good...

I just never heard that Yu Nian has this talent.

If it were true, Liu Chuan would have had to do some marketing and publicity in the past.

Deng Jingwei had some doubts about the authenticity of his level.

"I know a little bit," Yu Nian said.

"Then what time do you plan to paint until?" Deng Jingwei asked.

"Close the stall after the drawing paper is finished."

Deng Jingwei touched Yu Nian's stack of drawing paper. It was not thick and looked like twenty or thirty sheets.

One hundred for a painting, two or three thousand for this painting. Is the money so easy to earn?

You won’t be able to sell even one piece in a day, right??

The uncle at the pancake stall next to him glanced at Yu Nian and said, "I've never seen you before. Is this your first time setting up a stall?"

Setting up a stall... is not impossible, it is just a temporary necessity of life.

Deng Jingwei endured it and said nothing.

Yu Nian nodded slightly towards his uncle.

The uncle cheerfully taught Yu Nian his business experience: "We in Wenxi Mountain are more crowded on weekends, but on weekdays there are more people in the morning and evening."

He looked at Yu Nian for a moment and then exclaimed, "Young man is really handsome."

Yu Nian wore a hat and plain glasses, so it was difficult to see his face clearly, but when he raised his head to speak, the superior features of his face unceremoniously exuded charm.

He is not difficult to get along with, and anyone who comes to talk to him will get a friendly response. But when you want to go further, you can detect the distant temperament and vague indifference in his body.

The uncle chatted with Yu Nian for a while, and did not rest until the business at the stall started to get busy.

Shaking his head, Deng Jingwei saw that the weather was getting hotter and greeted Yu Nian: "I'll buy you a bottle of water."

While he was going to buy water, someone noticed Yu Nian.

A young couple looked over. The girl's eyes showed curiosity. The boy next to her looked at her, held hands and walked to Yu Nian.

"Can you draw a picture for me and my girlfriend?" he asked.

The girl tugged on his sleeve and whispered: "No need. I am just learning painting. Why am I wasting money?"

She is a student at the School of Fine Arts at a nearby university, and she usually receives extra money to draw portraits and the like.

Portrait sketching is something that can be done quickly and only takes a while. Girls think the price is not worth it.

The boy smiled, touched her head and said, "You always draw pictures for others, this time let them draw one for us too."

His eyes fell on the piece of paper, "Is it two hundred to draw two people?"

The boy looked at Yu Nian a little nervously and touched his pocket unconsciously with his fingers.

Yu Nian looked at them: "No, one hundred is enough."

He picked up the brush and said, "If you are satisfied, I will give you money. If you are not satisfied, I will give you the painting."

Seeing that Yu Nian was about to start painting, the couple held hands and leaned together.

Yu Nian glanced at them, looked away, picked up the pen and started drawing directly on the paper.

Then he never looked up at them again, as if he already had the scene in mind.

The girl's eyelids twitched, and her heart skipped a beat when she heard the swiping sound of paper and pen.

This, I don't even have to observe the subject carefully, just draw directly with the brush, it would be a bit too confusing!

Seeing that his girlfriend didn't look right, the boy whispered in her ear: "He said he wouldn't charge if he wasn't satisfied."

The girl looked relaxed now.

When Deng Jingwei came back, he was a little surprised to see that someone actually asked Yu Nian to paint.

He came over and put the water next to him. He also took a bottle, opened it and drank it.

Thinking about how Yu Nian's painting was going, he glanced over from the corner of his eye and saw that Deng Jingwei choked out a mouthful of water.

He coughed violently and looked at Yu Nian, who was not affected by his movements at all, with blurred eyes.
To be continued...