Lu Yan asked: "You just gave me more than 300 last time, where did you get so much money?"

He originally wanted to talk about making money by painting when he went back during the winter vacation, but he didn't expect his eldest sister to notice something unusual now.

He immediately said: "Sister, I have made a lot of money."

Hearing this nonsense, Lu Yan did not react, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm really not talking nonsense. Sister, listen up, I really made a lot of money."

Lu An knew that her eldest sister was impatient, so she was naughty and told the whole story about the painting.

A few minutes later, Lu Yan finished listening and understood, but she was even more confused.

She really wanted to ask: Xiao An, how come you suddenly know how to paint? Mom also taught Chinese painting before?

But she didn't ask, fearing that there was someone around Xiao An, so she just asked in confusion: "Is what you said true?"

Lu An glanced at Zhou Papi, who was pretending to read a book but actually eavesdropping across the desk, and directly handed the ball to Meng Qingchi:

"Sister, can I still lie to you? Sister Qingchi was here. She witnessed everything with her own eyes. If you don't believe me, you can ask her."

After hearing this, Lu Yan immediately believed it. She didn't have to trust her brother at this age, but she trusted Meng Qingchi very much. After being silent for a while, she said:

"I'll call Meng Qingchi later to verify. How much money did you earn?"

Luan said: "60,000?"

Lu Yan was dumbfounded and took a deep breath. She spoke faster and asked, "How much? How much do you earn?"

"60,000." Luan said again.

"It's not 6,000, it's really 60,000?"

"If it's fake, it's really 60,000 yuan."

Lu Yan stopped talking. She could no longer speak. She was paralyzed. If she hadn't been sitting against the wall, she would have fallen to the ground.

After a long time, her eyes moved. After feeling that her body had regained some strength, she covered the phone and asked softly:

"Xiao An, who else knows about this?"

Lu An was afraid that she would be worried, "Sister, don't worry, your brother is very smart. Apart from Sister Qingchi and me, no other person in the world knows about this."

Zhou Jingni couldn't help but raise her head and glance at him. She wanted to type out a book. Isn't the teacher a human being?

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