BXBX NOVEL Chapter 110: Do you really know how to draw sketches?
Chapter 110: Do you really know how to draw sketches?
Chapter 110: Do you really know how to draw sketches?
“Young master, it will take at least five days,” Jiang Chuan said directly, this was not the first time he had done this kind of thing, so he was very familiar with it.
“Three days! I only give you three days!” Ding Ruilong stared with red eyes, “Three days later! I want to hear the news of Wu Chen’s tragic death, okay?”
Jiang Chuan was silent for a moment, then nodded seriously. “Okay!”
“Okay, do it!” Ding Ruilong shouted.
Jiang Chuan nodded to Ding Ruilong again, then turned and left in a hurry.
He went out.
Ding Ruilong behind the desk picked up some photos on the table, he looked at them, and suddenly tore up the photos, and then swiped his arms on the table, sweeping away all the documents and photos. He then picked up the keyboard, used it as a stick, and smash the computer monitor wildly.
“Bitch! Bitch! Ah!”
Outside the office door, Jiang Chuan, who just went out, did not go far, stopped, and heard the sound of smashing and manic shouting in the office, with deep worry on his brows. His gaze gradually became firm again, with a fierce look on his face.
Wu Chen must die!
Three days!
It must be done well!
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Donghai City, Block 7, CBD Business District, Symphony Fashion Company.
CEO’s office.
Wu Chen was sitting on the sofa with his legs lifted.
This was already the fifth day of his new life, and it was also the fifth day when he became Li Ruobing’s fake boyfriend, so he knew that Ding Ruilong might have already done his own research.
It was estimated that there would be action soon.
After all, yesterday, he and Li Ruobing kissed in front of the window of the villa… If someone really took pictures at that time, whether it was a photo or a video, if Ding Ruilong saw it, with Ding Ruilong’s character, he would probably be mad!
That was Li Ruobing’s house. Wu Chen was even wearing a bathrobe, anyone would know what the two of them would do after kissing like that.
Ding Ruilong would definitely take revenge!
Wu Chen knew that it was time for him to do something against Ding Ruilong.
Penguin group name, Modu Art Post Bar discussion group.
This group was joined by Wu Chen more than ten minutes ago. It was a large public group that can accommodate 2,000 people. It was not difficult to join. At present, there were more than 1,600 members in the group, but there were not so many active people. Those who often discussed werejust a few dozen people.
This was an art and sketching exchange group, mainly based on sketching. Sketching was the basis of painting. The average age of people who learned this was junior high school students and high school students. Therefore, the average age of the members of this exchange group was only in their teens.
Of course, although it was mainly students, there were still many older group friends in this group, some were “teachers” who study sketching and painting all the year round, and some were parents of students.
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Wu Chen looked at the group chat information.
Someone sent a sketch of himself to the group.
He clicked on the picture and took a look. It was a picture of some fruits piled up together. The painting was very ordinary, and the strokes were very immature. It was estimated that it was only a few months since they started to learn sketching.
Teacher Liu: Great painting! Better!
Broken Pencil: Better than my daughter, how old are you and why are you so good?
A group of friends were praising.
There were also a group of friends who were envious.
Wu Chen typed quickly with one hand, and also sent one.
Xing Chen: You need to practice more. The contrast between light and dark is too low, and it lacks three-dimensionality…
“Xing Chen” was Wu Chen’s screen name that he changed after he logged into Penguin. He also modified some personal information on his Penguin.
After more than ten minutes, some friends in the group have changed their address to Wu Chen from Xing Chen to “Mr. Xing Chen”, and some called him Big Touch or Big Dao. In painting, whether he had a high enough level could be determined in a few words.
Of course, how good was the level, they had to post their own paintings.
However, most of the people in this communication group were students. The purpose of joining the group was to learn. It was also a habit to call someone with a higher level than oneself a teacher.
Tap!
There was the sound of high heels outside, and the bodyguard outside opened the door.
Li Ruobing took off her coat as she entered the door.
Wu Chen replied in the group again, then looked up at Li Ruobing who came back, and said with a smile, “It’s delivered.”
“I thought you had already driven away.” Li Ruobing walked to the hanger and put the clothes on. After hanging them, she went to the desk again, “Aren’t you busy? That’s all about the Su family’s affairs? Don’t you want to do anything else?”
“As I said, we’ll just have to watch.” Wu Chen smiled, “Wait for the news! I guess… In the afternoon, Tai will call you and tell you what happened to the Su family.”
Li Ruobing remained expressionless and said nothing.
After sitting down on the boss chair, Li Ruobing was about to turn on the computer, but she paused for a moment because she noticed something on her desk, not a document sent by the secretary assistant, but some blank paper, some pencils, and an eraser something like that.
Li Ruobing frowned slightly.
Her desk was tidied up every day, and the secretary would handle it, so she wouldn’t throw these things away so casually.
And she didn’t ask for these things.
“I just asked the secretary to bring it over.” Wu Chen’s voice came.
Li Ruobing looked up at Wu Chen, frowned and asked, “What are you doing?”
“Painting pictures,” Wu Chen said.
“What will you draw?” Li Ruobing asked along.
“Draw you!” Wu Chen smiled.
“Huh?” Li Ruobing was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and squinted at Wu Chen, “Draw me?”
It was very strange, very abrupt, very strange feeling. Wu Chen suddenly wanted to draw, and also drew her.
Why?
what happened?
Wu Chen stood up, walked over to pick up the paper and pens on the desk, and the folder like a splint, which could be used as a drawing board. After taking the things, he went back to the sofa and sat down, facing Li Ruobing.
Li Ruobing watched Wu Chen the whole time, her eyes moved with Wu Chen’s movement.
It wasn’t until Wu Chen sat down that she asked, “What are you doing?”
“Nothing, let me draw a sketch for you.” Wu Chen smiled.
“Can you draw sketches?” Li Ruobing blinked.
Just now Wu Chen talked about painting, but he didn’t say if knew how to draw. Everyone could draw, even a three-year-old child could draw. It’s the difference between good and bad. But now Wu Chen talked about sketching, and when it came to sketching, it would involve professional skills.
“I slightly understand.” Wu Chen replied.
“Draw a sketch for me?” Li Ruobing asked again.
“Hmm!” Wu Chen nodded.
Li Ruobing still didn’t understand.
Why? Please yourself? Tease yourself? When did Wu Chen tease himself? He irritates others when he has nothing to do!
What else could it be?
Wu Chen would not tell Li Ruobing, he just wanted Li Ruobing to act as a prop to let himself draw a picture… He wanted to post the picture to the group, and use world-class superb painting skills to get one person in the group, one with Ding Ruilong had a great relationship with!
Li Ruobing didn’t ask Wu Chen why he suddenly wanted to draw a sketch of her.
Because it’s a small matter, and she still had to work.
“I don’t have time to be your model.” Li Ruobing looked at Wu Chen and said directly.
“You are busy with your work, I will draw mine. I won’t delay. You can move, do whatever you want. Just pretend that I don’t exist,” Wu Chen said.
“You really know how to sketch?” Li Ruobing was suspicious.
When drawing sketch portraits, how could the model be allowed to move around?