Qin Hao glanced at him disdainfully, "Didn't they ask you to paint?"
Zhao De chuckled, "Big bro, if neither you nor I say anything, who's going to know it wasn't me who painted it?
For your little brother's lifelong happiness, won't you help me out?"
Qin Hao: "I haven't really painted much either. If it turns out bad, what if your future father-in-law doesn't like it?"
Zhao De made a bitter face, "Big bro, I don't even know how to start painting."
"Why not go ask a master from the painting club to do it for you?"
Zhao De replied, "The president of the painting club is his disciple. If I were to ask someone from outside, it would cost at least a few thousand. Big bro, just paint one for me."
After Zhao De's persistent requests, Qin Hao nodded and agreed.
"Big bro, I've prepared everything."
As he spoke, Zhao De took out some items and placed them on the table.
Qin Hao stood there, unsure, as he didn't know what landscape painting to create.