Yungang Island, a room in Shangri-La Hotel.

Yang Xixi bit his fingers, stared at a photo on the computer, and pondered.

These photos were taken when she left the 'horticulture training class' for half a year and traveled all over the major bustling cities in China.

In order to find inspiration from it, I drew a masterpiece comparable to the Qingming Riverside Map.

The content of the Qingming Shanghe map records the urban appearance of the capital city of the Northern Song Dynasty and the living conditions of people of all walks of life in the 12th century.

And her idea is to restore a corner of a bustling city.

Trying to do that, with her abilities, was definitely a breeze.

But a true masterpiece needs to have a soul.

For half a year, she couldn't find the soul of the painting.

"My head hurts, if Xiaoxue and Ah Fei were here......"

Yang Xixi blinked his eyes a few times, a little self-pitying.

Painters, even if she is an existence with full ability value, often have ups and downs.

Sometimes I can't find a feeling or inspiration, and I just want to die, and I can't wait to poke my head out with a paintbrush.

If it is in the 'gardening training class', with Qiao Xue, the goddess doctor, and Ah Fei, a top psychological expert, there is a symptom and a root cause, and any one of them can make her alive immediately.

At the moment, she is alone, and she can only endure it by herself.

"I'm really miserable...... The teacher can't show his true feelings, and the bustling city always makes me unable to find a feeling. ”

Yang Xixi scratched his head a few times, and scratched his head full of green silk unkemptly.

The two masterpieces she decided to spend her life making, one is the teacher's smile, and the other is the bustling city.

In the former, Li Feng couldn't show her a great, restrained, and domineering smile in her kindness and kindness, so that she couldn't write.

I thought the latter was simpler, as long as you walked and looked more, you could always find inspiration. But after half a year, there is still no clue. Not to mention the fact that I began to conceive the big frame of the whole painting, I didn't even have the slightest inspiration.

"No, I'm going crazy, I'm going to get some sleep. ”

Fortunately, she is optimistic by nature, and her worries never last more than five minutes.

When encountering unpleasant things, even if there is no guidance from Ah Fei, a top psychological expert, she can always be cured without medicine.

I turned off the computer and was about to put my head down for sleep, when the doorbell rang suddenly.

"Didn't this guy Yixin say that he went to a nightclub with his friends, why did he come back?"

Yang Xixi was a little surprised, but he didn't think much about it, and got up to open the door.

Outside the door, it was not Lin Yixin, the best friend who brought her to Yungang Island, but a young man in his early twenties.

Behind, followed by two tall and burly bodyguards.

"Wrong door. Yang Xixi wanted to close the door.

The young man subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the door of the house, and then asked, "Is it Miss Yang Xixi?"

"It's me?" Yang Xixi was a little surprised.

"That's right. The young man smiled slightly, shook his head in a chic manner, and explained: "My name is Wen Qingliang, and my grandfather is Wen Taicheng. ”

Yang Xixi's eyes widened a little, the name Wen Taicheng was like a thunderous existence.

Because they have all been defeated, except for Beikong and Nanzhang, there are no such big families with deep roots in the interior, most of them are families that have emerged in recent decades. Even if it is North Kong and South Zhang, it is more of a cultural heritage.

There are no ancient big families on Yungang Island, but there are many big families with deep heritage that have lasted for hundreds of years.

This writer is one of them.

And Wen Taicheng is the patriarch who has been at the helm of the entire literary family for decades.

In Yungang Island, Wentai's wealth under fame may not even rank in the top 100. can talk about influence, Wen Taicheng is the first few existences.

Because the entire Wen family is flourishing, if the financial resources are concentrated, the richest man or something is just a piece of cake.

The whole Wen family is like a listed company, and Wentai Chengcheng is the chairman of this listed company. Perhaps he does not occupy a lot of shares in the company, but he can use the resources of the entire company for his own use, mobilizing tens or hundreds of times more wealth than himself.

"Looking for me?"

After a brief period of surprise, Yang Xixi quickly returned to normal.

In her eyes, there is no distinction between high and low. Even if she is a dirty beggar, she can treat each other as equals. The so-called wealthy nobles do not have any halo in her eyes.

Not to mention, she has seen a lot of rich people. When the chairman of Changshan Group saw her, he had to call the squad leader.

She has also seen a lot of power, and the most awesome is her teacher.

That's the presence of being able to have an office at the top of the building.

Although the number of the office is relatively low, and it has no real power, it is purely a name, but to put it aside, it is also the existence of the feudal officials who have to stand aside.

"Miss Xixi is really young and beautiful. Wen Qingliang praised first.

"And then?" Yang Xixi asked patiently again, looking for inspiration made her head hurt, and she wanted to sleep and rest now.

"I heard that Miss Xixi is extremely outstanding in Chinese painting, and at a young age, she has a master level. Wen Qingliang smiled: "It just so happens that my grandfather likes Chinese painting very much, and he has always wanted to paint a portrait of a person, so I want to ask Miss Xixi to deign to visit." ”

"I'm sorry, but I'm not going to paint a portrait of people. ”

Yang Xixi's head shook like a rattle, in the 'gardening training class', because her card skills were too poor, she exported hundreds of portraits of various people, and people were going to vomit.

She has already made up her mind that in this life, in addition to the masterpiece based on Li Feng, she will never paint portraits of people in this life.

Of course...... When she goes back to the 'gardening training class', if she still loses playing mahjong and cards, and if a classmate asks her to draw a portrait, it will be a different matter. However, in the past six months, she has practiced mahjong skills online whenever she has time, and she feels that she has made a lot of progress, and she should not lose again.

"The price is negotiable. Wen Qingliang said with a smile.

"It's not about money, no matter how much money you have, you can't paint. ”

Yang Xixi still shook her head, but although she didn't like to use her brain very much. But when people came to the door, even if she didn't use her brains, she could guess that the other party must know her place of residence through a few of her girlfriends.

is also half an acquaintance, but he can't not give no face at all.

After thinking about it, she added: "If it's something else, I can paint one for you, but I'll have to wait until I'm free." ”

"That's not going to work. Wen Qingliang shook his head: "All kinds of famous paintings, my grandfather's collection is countless." ”

"Then it can't be helped. Yang Xixi said apologetically.

Wen Qingliang smiled: "Miss Xixi, I hope you can take the initiative to cooperate." If you have to ask me, it will hurt the peace. ”

Yang Xixi's face changed slightly.

She couldn't help but retreat into the room, then picked up the bag on the cabinet, and quickly turned out the anti-wolf spray that Chang Shan and Qiao Xue had jointly made for her.

Wen Qingliang smiled dumbly.

The two behind him are both special forces, so how could they be afraid of such gadgets.