The construction of the medical school was handed over to the Ministry of Engineering, and Wang Dazhui began to work on the enrollment of students, otherwise when the college was completed, but no one came, it would have become a joke.

However, with Sun Simiao's live signboard, Wang Dazhui is not too worried, I believe that as long as the news is released, those who like to study medicine will definitely come to hear the news.

Wang Dazhui planned to design an advertisement and then have the government post it in various government offices.

Sun Simiao, as the first dean of the School of Medicine, Wang Dazhui directly used his image as a spokesperson.

Not to mention, Sun Simiao's image is really good, and he looks very good. Using him as a spokesperson is much better than those stars in later generations.

"Senior Sun, would you like to be the spokesperson of our academy?" After thinking of the idea, Wang Dazhui found Sun Simiao and asked.

"Spokesperson? What is a spokesperson? Sun Simiao and the Xuankong Master who was with him asked curiously when they heard this, as people from the Tang Dynasty, they really didn't know what a spokesperson was.

"Hehe, this is a poster for our medical school with your portrait." Wang Dazhui explained succinctly.

"Propaganda with my portrait? What the hell is this idea? I'm an old man, you draw it on paper and post it everywhere, and others think I'm a wanted criminal! What Wang Dazhui didn't expect was that Sun Simiao was unwilling.

"Senior Sun, your image is like the Heavenly Taishang Laojun and the Antarctic Immortal, others will never think of any wanted criminals when they see it." Wang Dazhui explained with a smile.

Everyone loves to listen to nice words, and Sun Simiao is the same, and he couldn't help but be happy when he heard Wang Dazhui boast of himself like a god in the sky.

"Then you must paint it well, if you don't paint it well, I will tear it up old man, and don't blame me when the time comes." After Wang Dazhui's lobbying and Master Xuankong's persuasion, Sun Simiao finally agreed to Wang Dazhui to be the image spokesperson of the medical school.

As soon as Wang Dazhui's sisters heard that their younger brother Wang Dazhui was going to give medicine to Wang Sun Simiao's portrait, they all put down what they were doing and ran over to join in the fun. I want to see what else my brother has not revealed.

Wang Dazhui asked the maid Shuang'er to help Sun Simiao get dressed up, changed into gray-white clothes, came to the courtyard, and sat down according to his own requirements.

Wang Dazhui took out a drawing board, which was a wooden board he found casually, after all, this was also his first time drawing, and the preparation was not very sufficient. But seeing so many people interested in their own paintings, I became serious.

The light in the courtyard was very good, and Sun Simiao sat on the stone bench next to the stone table, and under the golden sunlight, he looked even more fairy.

The long silver-white hair is pinned with a white jade hairpin, the ears and temples fly easily in the wind, the face is ruddy, the eyes are soft, and a gray-white robe is worn on the body, like an immortal in a painting.

Wang Da Hammer set up the drawing board, stood in front of Sun Simiao, and picked up a piece of charcoal found from the kitchen as a paintbrush. After all, it was the first time, and Wang Dazhui did not use a brush in order to be safe.

Sharpen the charcoal, prepare a few brushes of different thicknesses, and start painting wholeheartedly.

Probably because of the recent period of copying medical books, Wang Dazhui's hands are very flexible, and he draws with a charcoal pen. First a general outline, drawn according to the proportions, and then slowly polished, as the charcoal in his hand continued to change, the image of Sun Simiao on the drawing board in front of him gradually became clear.

Sketch portraits are very popular in later generations, the painting process is also very mature and perfect, the characters are portrayed lifelike through the change of light, and Wang Dazhui uses the technique of 3D three-dimensional painting, so the painted Sun Simiao is more vivid.

"Wow, my brother is so good, Grandpa Sun is like coming to life in a portrait." The ninth sister is the youngest and speaks the most directly, and when she saw her brother's beautiful painting, she immediately shouted all over the yard.

After Sun Simiao himself saw the portrait of Wang Dazhui, he was also very satisfied, and his eyes looked at himself on the portrait, full of disbelief.

"Haha, old man, I painted it so beautifully." Sun Simiao boasted without any scruples.

"Don't be complacent, this is a good doll painting." Master Xuankong couldn't help but sarcastically, but it sounded a little sour in his words.

"It's hard to buy this painting." Uncle Bao couldn't help but say.

"Hmph, my old man's portrait, let alone a thousand gold, even if it is 10,000 gold, it will not be sold." Sun Simiao raised his chin and said proudly.

"Brother, can you draw a portrait like this for the fourth sister?"

"Yes, yes, I'll draw one for the third sister."

"I want it too, I want it too."

"And me!"

For a while, several sisters shouted around Wang Dazhui, scrambling to let Wang Dazhui paint a portrait of herself.

"Sledgehammer, you just need to paint for the third sister, how about the third sister embroider a purse for you immediately?"

"Draw for the fourth sister, and I'll make you something to eat."

"Draw for the fifth sister, and I will pour you the foot washing water every day in the future."

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In order to make Wang Dazhui agree to them, they are also the eight immortals who crossed the sea to show their magical powers, and used all kinds of tricks.

If others can still refuse, but his sister, Wang Dazhui really can't refuse their request. Yes, one sheep is released, two samples are also released, and a group of sheep is still released, so simply let them sit together and draw a group photo for them.

A bowl of water is even, and no one can be offended. Wang Da Hammer This is also a way to do it.

When the sisters saw that Wang Dazhui agreed, they immediately dressed themselves in the room, wore their best clothes one by one, and put on the headdresses that they were reluctant to wear on weekdays.

By the time they were ready, it had already been half an hour, and Wang Dazhui took advantage of this time to prepare a few charcoal pens again, drank some tea by the way, and rested.

Seeing the seven sisters standing in the garden like seven fairies, Wang Dazhui was also stunned and couldn't take his eyes off it. His seven sisters are really more beautiful than the other.

Picking up the paintbrush, Wang Dazhui began to concentrate on painting, and carefully painted the appearance and demeanor of each of them on the drawing board.

It took an hour for Wang Dazhui's tired wrist to sore, and finally painted the whole picture.

The seven sisters in the painting are like the seven fairies who have descended to earth, with different expressions and lifelike.

After the seven sisters looked at their portraits, they were also very satisfied, chirping and chirping, who was more beautiful, Wang Dazhui hurriedly took the opportunity to escape.

Just a painting, seven people wanted to hang their rooms, and no one let anyone, and in the end, the lawsuit reached Wang Fugui and his wife.

(End of chapter)