Lin Wanrong couldn't wait to hug Dong Qiaoqiao and give her a kiss. This girl is really a treasure. Choosing this father and daughter pair, this father's vision is really top-notch.
Although they didn't understand what Lin Wanrong was thinking, looking at his excited eyes, the father and daughter of the Dong Family also knew that he must be extremely satisfied.
Seeing Dong Qiaoqiao's face full of joy, Lin Wanrong suddenly smiled and said, "Miss Qiaoqiao, aren't you very familiar with Lady Xiao? Seeing how we made up stories about her, why are you still helping the evildoer? "
Dong Qiaoqiao also knew that the contents of these sections were all hearsay and fabricated by her father, so there was no truth to it.
She smiled and said, "Young Master, you also said that we are doing business, so we pay attention to benefits. The things recorded in this booklet are also some trivial matters that have been spread around the streets, but we made some arrangements and added a slightly exaggerated title, that's all. It's not harmful to others, but beneficial to ourselves. In addition, I can't say that I'm familiar with Lady Xiao, so much so that I haven't even seen her once. "
This is really wonderful, Lin Wanrong sighed in his heart. I'm originally running a three-page tabloid newspaper, so why would I need authenticity? However, Dong Qiaoqiao's words made Lin Wanrong feel strange. Could it be that this Lady Xiao wants to make clothes, but doesn't she let the tailor measure the size?
Dong Qiaoqiao saw through Lin Wanrong's doubts and said with a smile, "Lady Xiao is extremely busy, so I always use an old piece of Lady Xiao's clothes as a sample."
Using an old piece of clothing as a sample, the clothes made can satisfy Lady Xiao, this Dong Qiaoqiao is indeed a girl with dexterous hands.
After saying so much, the publication of this three-page tabloid newspaper is still missing an important thing.
Dong Qiaoqiao looked at the blank space that Lin Wanrong pointed out and asked in confusion, "Young Master, what are the remaining space for?"
Lin Wanrong smiled mysteriously and didn't answer her question. Instead, he ordered her, "Qiaoqiao, do you have black carbon?"
Dong Qiaoqiao answered obediently and went to the kitchen to find a burned wooden stick for Lin Wanrong. In this era, no one knew what a pencil was, not even graphite. Lin Wanrong didn't know how to use a brush, so he could only use black carbon instead.
Lin Wanrong hadn't drawn for four or five years, so he was very rusty, so he practiced sparsely on the ground.
Dong Qiaoqiao saw Lin Wanrong quickly draw the face of a beautiful woman on the ground. The woman seemed to be alive. She was dignified and beautiful, and her appearance and expression were extremely lifelike.
Both father and daughter had seen others paint with ink, but it was the first time they had seen Lin Wanrong sketch so quickly.
Lin Wanrong looked at the portrait and couldn't help sighing in his heart. He hadn't drawn for several years, so he was very rusty. In the past, it was more than this level.
Lin Wanrong learned to sketch in middle school. Later, when he went to college, in order to pursue his first girlfriend, he practiced for four years. The sketches he drew for her filled two cardboard boxes. Unfortunately, after graduating from college, she went to the United States of America, and Lin Wanrong had more opportunities to pursue girls.
Lin Wanrong was obsessed with the past. It wasn't until Dong Qiaoqiao called him a few times that Lin Wanrong came to his senses. He smiled and said, "Miss Qiaoqiao, what's the matter?"
Dong Qiaoqiao asked softly, "Young master, what is this painting? It's so simple? You draw it so well. "
Lin Wanrong was quite patient with the beautiful and gentle Dong Qiaoqiao, so he said with a smile, "This is called sketching. It's a simple drawing method from my hometown. I haven't drawn for many years, so I'm very rusty now."
Dong Qiaoqiao shook her head and said, "That's not it. I feel that although Young Master's strokes are simple, he uses the brush like a god, penetrating into the wood. The most amazing thing is that just a piece of burnt wood can create such a painting. In the future, Young Master will definitely become a grandmaster.
Although Lin Wanrong was thick-skinned enough, he also blushed a little when she praised him like this. He hurriedly shook his head and said with a smile, "Miss Qiaoqiao, if you say that again, I will be proud."
Dong Qiaoqiao covered her lips and smiled. Her beautiful eyes turned into a tempting crescent moon. She said softly, "But where is your hometown?"
Lin Wanrong was stunned for a moment. His expression darkened and he said softly, "My hometown? It's very far, very far. "
Dong Qiaoqiao thought that Lin Wanrong didn't want to tell her. A trace of loneliness flashed across her face. She bit her red lips and watched Lin Wanrong draw, no longer talking to him.
Dong Rende who had been staring blankly at the portrait suddenly said softly, "This woman looks like Lady Xiao, but …"
Lin Wanrong said with a smile, "Look again, is this really Lady Xiao?"
Dong Rende looked carefully for a moment and said, "She seems to be younger and more beautiful than Lady Xiao. Could it be, could it be …" The father and daughter looked at each other in surprise. Then they looked at Lin Wanrong together and said, "It's Lady Xiao …"
Lin Wanrong smiled without saying anything. Dong Rende hurriedly said, "Young Master Lin, have you seen Lady Xiao?"
Lin Wanrong shook his head and said with a smile, "Even you haven't seen her, how could I? I just happened to see Lady Xiao just now. This portrait is based on Lady Xiao's appearance. Combined with my imagination, I made a copy at the last minute. I think there should be some resemblance. "
The father and daughter of the Dong Family had no other thoughts other than surprise and admiration on their faces. After all, an ordinary artist wouldn't be able to draw the appearance of a less than 20 year old daughter based on the appearance of a 30 year old woman. From their point of view, this Young Master Lin was really omnipotent.
Lin Wanrong looked at their expressions and laughed in his heart. He purposely drew Lady Xiao to look like Lady Xiao. At the same time, she was younger and more beautiful. He wanted those scholars to believe that the person in the painting was the Lady Xiao of their imagination.
After practicing with the wooden stick for a while, he felt that he was almost proficient and called Dong Qiaoqiao to find a small knife. Lin Wanrong carefully sharpened the carbon black into the shape of a pencil. Although his hands were covered in dust, it was easier to use.
Dong Qiaoqiao's curiosity was aroused again, "Young Master, is this a pen? Why is it so strange? What's this called? "
Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "I need something called a pencil to draw. However, there isn't any here, so I can only use carbon black to replace it. When I'm done, you have to help me keep it. Who knows, I might need it again someday. "Dong Qiaoqiao nodded obediently.
With the pencil in hand, Lin Wanrong felt as if he had returned to the scene when he was drawing for his girlfriend by Weiming Lake. His pen was like a god, and after a while, an even more delicate and natural beauty appeared on the paper. Due to the dexterity of his tools and the fact that he was in the zone, this painting was more than two levels better than the previous one.
The woman in the painting had a skirt that fluttered in the wind, like a fairy walking on the waves. Her face was beautiful, and there was a slight smile on her face. She exuded a luxurious aura, as if she was standing right in front of him. However, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she was faintly worried. This was what Lin Wanrong had added based on Dong Rende's description of the Xiao Family's current situation. The purpose was to make it more realistic.
"Could this be the real Lady Xiao? She's so beautiful. " Dong Qiaoqiao couldn't help but sigh softly beside Lin Wanrong, "It would be great if I had a painting like this."
Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Sure, no problem. I'll personally sketch one for you another day."
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