Her voice was rare. It didn't sound hoarse, but it didn't sound hoarse, and it didn't sound coquettish. Her voice was coquettish, but it also sounded coquettish.
In short, it was a very seductive voice.
"I said I would turn over a new leaf and never come to the brothel again." Lan Ling said with a smile, "But have you ever seen a man who keeps his word?"
"That's true …" the woman said, "Especially a man like you who lies under a woman's skirt every day."
Then, she turned her face sideways, revealing half of her face.
It was a little different from what Lan Ling had imagined. Her appearance wasn't the typical kind of beauty, but it was more charming.
Especially her eyes. Although she had double eyelids, they weren't very obvious. Instead, they were double inside. Her eyes weren't very big, but those upturned peach blossom eyes seemed to be flirting with people all the time.
Her nose was also very high and straight, giving people a feeling that she was also very arrogant.
Her face was plump, not a typical oval face. Her mouth was small, but her lips were full and fleshy, full of desire to be kissed.
Although she was a very beautiful woman, the first impression that men got was not that she was beautiful, but that she was charming.
"What? A toad didn't get to eat swan meat, so you came to cry to me, a wild mandarin duck? "Yi Manman laughed at him.
Lan Ling walked behind her, picked up an ivory comb, and combed her hair naturally. He said with a smile, "Not really. I went to the Demonic Mountain Range, saw a lot, and thought a lot. My whole soul seemed to have been baptized, and I understood a lot of things."
"Tell me, what did you understand?" Man Man said lazily. She naturally snuggled in Lan Ling's arms, raised her peach blossom eyes, stared at Lan Ling, and asked with interest.
"I understood a lot, and I also comprehended a lot." Lan Ling said with a deep sigh.
"What did you comprehend?" Yi Manman asked.
"For example …" Lan Ling said solemnly, "Zhi Ning is a b * tch."
"Pfft …" Man Man didn't expect this answer. Judging from Søren's tone, he seemed to have been baptized in the Demonic Mountain Range. He must have comprehended something profound, but she didn't expect it to be this.
It was like someone who went to Lhasa for a spiritual baptism, and the first thing he realized when he came back was, "The girls there are so expensive, but good families don't need money."
Man Man mocked, "Yo, you didn't catch up with her, but you slandering her. That isn't what a gentleman should do.
Lan Ling said, "If I were a gentleman, I wouldn't be talking to you here."
"Man," Man said, "A gentleman should stay like to stay, so keep," he he said. like,'t, like, "
Lan Ling said seriously, "A gentleman is already kneeling in front of you, licking and nibbling. How would my mouth have the time to talk?"
Man Man giggled, and her whole body was shaking. "Bad guy, you've become more eloquent since you went out."
Finally, Man Man stopped laughing and said, "Alright, prodigal, what do you want to say? You haven't touched me for a long time. Don't tell me you're here to relive your old memories because you miss me?"
Lan Ling said, "I want to talk to you about making money."
"Make money?" Man Man said lazily, "You, Young Master Søren, have always regarded money as dirt. Don't joke with a money-minded woman like me."
Lan Ling said, "It's true. I need to collect 3,900 gold coins in two days, or Duke Fang Ting will kill me."
Man Man instantly restrained her smile and said, "Is what you said true? Don't joke with me. "
"I'm not joking." Lan Ling said. Then he told her the whole story.
After listening, Yi Manman was silent for a long time. Then she gritted her teeth and said, "Zhi Ning, what a bitch."
Then, after a long silence, she said, "Are you here to ask me for money?"
Lan Ling said, "You can say that."
Suddenly, Yi Manman's beautiful eyes flashed with a trace of disappointment. Then she forced a smile and said, "Well, you have spent about two or three hundred gold coins on me. I have about a thousand gold coins in the past ten years. You can have half of it, and I will keep the other half for my old age. "
Lan Ling was shocked. Sister Suo Ningbing said that Yi Manman had at most three or four hundred gold coins. He didn't expect her to have more than a thousand gold coins.
But it was normal. Yi Manman had to pay two or three gold coins to accompany a customer. She only sold her skills but not her body.
On Earth, this kind of person could be considered as a top star. They earned more than ten million in a year.
Then Lan Ling shook his head and said, "Even if I need money, I won't ask for it from you. I won't ask for it from other people. I want to sell my paintings to earn money. "
"Sell paintings to earn money?" Yi Manman said, "My fool, I know you are good at painting beauties. But one painting is only worth a few silver coins. The royal painter only costs one gold coin. You want to sell your paintings to earn three thousand and nine hundred gold coins? Dream on. "
Then, Yi Manman said, "My young master, how much do you want to sell your paintings for?"
"Ten to a hundred gold coins." Lan Ling said.
Immediately, Yi Man rolled his eyes towards the sky and pretended to faint. A painting wouldn't be worth more than 1 gold coin. Wanting to sell it for a few hundred gold coins was simply daydreaming.
Then, she said coquettishly, "Come, come, my baby. Draw a painting for me. I want to see what a painting that costs ten to a hundred gold coins looks like."
Lan Ling set up a drawing board and fixed a piece of white paper on it. Then, he sharpened a carbon pen.
He wanted to draw a realistic portrait of a person. Moreover, it was the kind that could be compared to a photograph.
This was what he was best at. He started learning when he was six years old. Later, after he fell in love with his sister, he drew for her every day. There were no less than a few hundred paintings. His drawing skills were superb. He could reach 95% of the effect of a black and white photograph.
It could be said that if he didn't think that painting had no future, he wouldn't have studied screenwriting.
Looking at the sitting Yi Manman, Lan Ling quickly carried out the first step. He started to compose the painting according to the proportions of her body.
In just a few minutes, the most basic composition was completed. There were no changes. It was almost perfect.
Then, it was the rough outline of the face. Then, it was the details of the facial features.
Although it was a full-body portrait, the most important thing was the face and the eyes.
Lan Ling, who had practiced for more than ten years, immediately restored the whole face and the eyes on the paper.
In less than half an hour, a pair of vivid and beautiful eyes appeared on the paper.
Coquettishness, wildness, and shrewdness were so vivid. Lan Ling suspected that this pair of eyes was even more beautiful than the real Yi Manman.
The most important part of the painting was completed. The finishing touch of the painting was completed.
Next, it was the nose, the mouth, and the face.
He didn't even need to look at Yi Manman. Because her face had been deeply imprinted in his mind. It was incomparably clear.
Time passed by quickly.
The face was completed. The hair was completed. The neck was completed.
Next was the body part.
At this time, Yi Manman was wearing a dudou and sitting on a brocade stool. But in the portrait, she was wearing a red tight dress. She was holding a sharp sword in her hand and practicing.
The whole scene of her practicing the sword was fierce and elegant, which was totally different from her charming temperament at this time.
In reality, she was a flirtatious prostitute. But in the portrait, she became a sharp and elegant female swordsman.
Usually, it took Lan Ling less than three hours to draw a character sketch.
And this painting took a total of five hours.
And the strange thing was that Yi Manman also sat there for five hours.
…
"Phew …" Lan Ling let out a long sigh of relief.
After finishing the painting, he felt like collapsing. He was too tired.
Then, he began to look at the painting carefully.
This painting was more than two feet, which was equivalent to half the height of a real person. It was quite shocking.
Absolutely beautiful, absolutely lifelike, absolutely lifelike.
Although it couldn't be 100% as real as a photo, the proportion, the liveliness, and the effect of light and shadow were absolutely first-class.
It was really like a black and white photo, with more than ninety-five percent of the realism of a photo. (If you are interested, you can search on the internet. A realistic sketch can indeed achieve ninety percent of the realism of a photo.)
The beauty on the paper seemed to fly out of the white paper.
The sharp sword in her hand and her eyes became the point of force in the painting, as if it was going to pierce out of the paper.
A work that was fully invested in was indeed the most perfect work. If he were to do it again, it would be very difficult for Lan Ling to draw such an excellent work again.
In the painting, Yi Manman's beauty, her eyes, her temperament were completely captivating.
"Is it finally done?" Yi Manman said, "Let me have a look. I want to see what the painting that young master Søren said is worth 100 gold coins looks like."
Lan Ling took down the painting, walked to Yi Manman and said, "Close your eyes first."
Yi Manman giggled and said, "Don't be so pretentious. I have seen many of young master Søren's works. Although they are very good, they are just so-so. Pretending to be mysterious will only make people laugh at you."
Lan Ling directly unrolled the painting one foot in front of her.
In an instant …
Yi Manman's throat let out a strange low cry.
Then, she took a few steps back, as if she was forced to step back by the sword in the painting.
Then, she took a few steps forward, widened her beautiful eyes, and looked inch by inch at herself in the painting.
One minute, five minutes, ten minutes …
For a full quarter of an hour, Yi Manman's eyes were fixed on the painting, she didn't even blink a few times.
The expression on her face was dull at first, then shocked, and finally completely intoxicated!
All the paintings in this world were freehand brushwork. They were all simple lines, and the only thing that mattered was the spirit. (Just look at the ancient portraits of people in China. That was all about spirit. Even the portraits of emperors were the same. They didn't look alike at all.)
As for the realistic portrait, it was full of 3D and light effects, which could restore the real face to the greatest extent.
In this world, there were no photographs. Even the mirror was not very clear.
However, the portrait in front of her was almost as realistic as a black and white photograph. It was even clearer than a mirror. Because the bronze mirror in this world was not very clear.
The visual impact at that moment could not be described with words. It was just like how people in the Qing Dynasty almost fainted when they saw their own pictures for the first time. They thought that their souls had been taken away and printed on a piece of white paper. Otherwise, how could they look so much like themselves?
Yi Manman knew that Søren's painting skills were not bad, but that was all. Just like she said, the more you look at it, the less you will be surprised.
She didn't expect Sauron's painting skills to be so superb and marvelous at the moment.
"You, you really scared me. Isn't this some kind of sorcery?" Then Yi Manman said, "But, even if it is shocking, it can't be sold for dozens of gold coins. Two or three gold coins for one is still possible."
Lan Ling said, "That's right. Even such a shocking portrait can only be sold for two gold coins at most. Even the price is too high. But look at me, I can sell a portrait for dozens or hundreds of gold coins. "
Instantly, Yi Manman looked at Lan Ling with only two words in her eyes: I don't believe it.
Indeed, even if a portrait was sold in the sky, two gold coins would be the highest price. It was impossible to sell it for dozens of gold coins.
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