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I have my heart, I have my heart, Lin Wanrong can't wait to hug Dong Qiaoqiao and kiss her, this girl is really a treasure, choosing this father and daughter, Lao Tzu's vision is really top-notch.

Although I 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 that Dong Qiaoqiao's face was full of joy, Lin Wanrong suddenly smiled and said, "Miss Qiaoqiao, aren't you very familiar with Miss Xiao?" Seeing that we arranged her like this, why did you still help the abuse? ”

Dong Qiaoqiao also knows that the content in these sections is his father's hearsay and nonsense, and there is no authenticity at all.

She smiled and said, "Childe, you also said that we are in business and pay attention to interests. The events recorded in this booklet are also some small things that have been rumored in the streets, but we have sorted them out and added a slightly exaggerated title, which is not harmful to others, but also self-interested. In addition, Miss Xiao and I are not familiar with each other, and we have not even met each other. ”

It's really wonderful, Lin Wanrong sighed in her heart, I originally ran a three-page tabloid, what more authenticity do I need. However, Dong Qiaoqiao's words made Lin Wanrong feel strange, did this Miss Xiao want to make clothes, and she didn't let the tailor measure the size?

Dong Qiaoqiao saw through Lin Wanrong's question, and said with a smile: "Miss Xiao is extremely busy, and I always take one of Miss Xiao's old clothes to make a sample. ”

Take an old dress as a sample, and the clothes made can satisfy Miss Xiao, this Dong Qiaoqiao is indeed a clever girl.

Having said all that, the advent of these three tabloid pages is still missing something crucial.

Dong Qiaoqiao looked at the blank space designated by Lin Wanrong, and said puzzledly: "Childe, what are the remaining places for?" ”

Lin Wanrong smiled mysteriously, did not answer her words, but instructed her: "Qiaoqiao, is there any carbon black?" ”

Dong Qiaoqiao responded obediently, and went to the kitchen to find a burned wooden stick for Lin Wanrong. In this era, naturally no one knows what a pencil is, not even graphite, and Lin Wanrong doesn't know how to use a brush, so he can only replace it with carbon black.

Lin Wanrong hadn't painted for four or five years, and her hands were very raw, so she practiced sparsely on the ground.

Dong Qiaoqiao saw Lin Wanrong three times and two times, and the face of a pretty woman appeared on the ground, the woman seemed to be alive, dignified and beautiful, and her appearance and demeanor were extremely realistic.

Both father and daughter have seen others splash ink and paint, but it is the first time they have seen such a fast sketch as Lin Wanrong.

Lin Wanrong looked at the portrait and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, I haven't painted it for a few years, and my hands are very good, and it was more than this level before.

Sketching was learned by Lin Wanrong in middle school, and later in college, in order to pursue her first girlfriend, she practiced for four whole years, and the sketches she drew filled two cardboard boxes. It's a pity that after graduating from college, she went to the United States of America, and Lin Wanrong also had more opportunities to pursue girls.

Lin Wanrong was obsessed with the past, and it wasn't until Dong Qiaoqiao called him a few times that Lin Wanrong came to her senses and said with a smile: "Miss Qiaoqiao, what's the matter?" ”

Dong Qiaoqiao asked softly: "Childe, what kind of painting is this, so simple?" You're so beautiful. ”

Lin Wanrong was still quite patient with the beautiful and gentle Dong Qiaoqiao, so she smiled and said: "This is called sketching, which is a stick figure method in my hometown, and I haven't painted it for many years, but now my hands are very good." ”

Dong Qiaoqiao shook his head and said: "No, I think that although the strokes of the son are simple, he uses the pen like a god, and the best thing is that only a piece of abandoned scorched wood can make such an artistic conception of painting, and he will definitely become a generation of grandmasters." ”

Although Lin Wanrong was thick-skinned enough, she was also a little blushing when she praised her like this, and hurriedly shook her head and smiled: "Miss Qiaoqiao, if you say this again, I will be proud." ”

Dong Qiaoqiao covered her lips and smiled, her beautiful eyes smiled into a seductive crescent, and said softly: "But I don't know where my son's hometown is?" ”

Lin Wanrong was stunned for a moment, her expression darkened, and she said softly: "My hometown? Far away, far away. ”

Dong Qiaoqiao thought that Lin Wanrong was unwilling to tell her, and a trace of loneliness flashed on her face, so she bit her red lip to watch Lin Wanrong paint, and stopped talking to him.

Dong Rende, who had been staring at the portrait blankly, suddenly called out softly: "This woman is very similar to Mrs. Xiao, but—"

Lin Wanrong smiled: "Look again, is this really Mrs. Xiao?" ”

Dong Rende looked at it carefully for a while and said, "It seems to be a little younger and more beautiful than Mrs. Xiao, is it, is it-" The father and daughter glanced at each other, their faces were surprised, and they looked at Lin Wanrong together and said, "It's Miss Xiao-"

Lin Wanrong smiled silently, and Dong Rende hurriedly said, "Lin Gongzi, have you seen Miss Xiao?" ”

Lin Wanrong shook his head and smiled: "I haven't even seen you, how can I see it?" I just happened to see Mrs. Xiao, this painting is according to Mrs. Xiao's appearance, plus my imagination, temporarily copied out, I think there should always be three points of imagination. ”

The father and daughter of the Dong family had no thoughts on their faces at this time, except for surprise and admiration. After all, just with the appearance of a woman in her thirties, she painted the appearance of her daughter who was less than twenty years old, and ordinary painters did not have such skills, but now in their opinion, this Lin Gongzi seems to be really omnipotent.

Lin Wanrong looked at their demeanor, and secretly laughed in his heart, he deliberately painted this Miss Xiao with a little imagination of Mrs. Xiao, and at the same time was more young and beautiful, just to make those talented people believe that the person in this painting is the Miss Xiao they imagined.

After practicing with a wooden stick for a while, he felt that his proficiency was almost there, so he asked Dong Qiaoqiao to find a knife, and Lin Wanrong carefully sharpened the carbon black into a pencil shape, although it was full of dust on his hands, but it was more comfortable.

Dong Qiaoqiao's curiosity came up again: "Childe, is this a pen?" Why is it so weird? What's the name of this? ”

Lin Wanrong said with a smile: "I need something called a pencil for painting, but I don't have it here, so I have to use carbon black to cut it into that shape instead." I'll have to put it away for me when I'm done, maybe I'll need it again someday. Dong Qiaoqiao nodded obediently.

With this pencil in hand, Lin Wanrong seemed to return to the scene of painting for his girlfriend on the shore of the unnamed lake. Due to the sharp tools and the fact that it has entered the state again, this painting is more than two grades higher than the one just now.

I saw that the woman in the painting had a fluttering skirt, like a fairy coming from the waves, with a beautiful face, a slight smile on her face, and a luxurious atmosphere, as if standing in front of her lifelikely. It's just that the center of his eyebrows is slightly frowned, and there seems to be some faint sorrow. This was deliberately added by Lin Wanrong according to the recent situation of the Xiao family mentioned by Dong Rende, in order to be more realistic.

"Could this be the real Miss Xiao? She's so good-looking. Dong Qiaoqiao sighed softly beside Lin Wanrong: "It would be great if I also had such a painting." ”

Lin Wanrong smiled: "Okay, no problem, I will personally sketch you another day." ”