Aiko's heart is heartfelt, this is understandable, but with just a few strokes of her own drawing, she wants a stranger to be her child's teacher, isn't this vigilance too low?

"I really can't promise you this." Wang Dong smiled and shook his head, it can be regarded as saving face for the other party.

The woman was still a little unwilling, seeing the woman looking at herself with expectant eyes, she felt that Wang Dong's refusal should be a lack of understanding of the remuneration, and after thinking about the price of her daughter's current make-up lessons, the woman hesitated: "Otherwise, my daughter's piano learning is about two hundred yuan an hour, and I will give you five hundred and one hours, how about it?" ”

Wang Dong was stunned for a moment, he was stunned not because he was tempted by the five hundred yuan, but because he felt that the price was too high, but just painting, it seemed that it was only a few dozen yuan when he learned, and it didn't take long for the price to multiply a lot.

Five hundred yuan should be considered a very high price, after the woman finished talking about the price, she looked at Wang Dong expectantly, but she saw Wang Dong with a puzzled expression on her face, and she didn't speak, and gradually she was a little unhappy.

But it's nothing, as long as it can be solved with money, it's not a matter for yourself.

The woman simply stretched out a finger and said, "One price, one thousand." ”

This time Wang Dong smiled bitterly, it seems that his actions just now made this woman misunderstood, so he directly wanted to use the money to stun himself, Wang Dong sighed that the children's money is really good now, while shaking his head and said: "You don't have to quote anymore, even if you report high, I won't agree, otherwise, lend me your drawing board, I'll paint a portrait here, as for how much she can understand, it depends on her talent, what do you think?" ”

As a white-collar worker in a large enterprise, Xiao Ling is also a well-informed kind of person, and he has seen a lot of talented and talented young people, most of them have different labels, and most of them seem to belong to the kind of people who are more cold and arrogant, and feel that if the company does not hire them, it will be a loss for the company, but the young man sitting in front of her makes her a little incomprehensible.

1,000 yuan an hour, this price is not a low price no matter where it is, but it did not impress this young man at all, and the conditions he put forward also made him a little confused, watching his daughter cheering and clapping his hands, he couldn't help but nod in compliance: "Okay then." ”

Maybe subconsciously I also want to see what this young man is capable of.

Seeing that he agreed, the young man didn't talk nonsense, turned his head and looked around, suddenly ran out and picked up a piece of waste paper shell, and then borrowed a marker pen from the shop next to him, wrote something on the paper shell, and then ran back.

"I've kept you waiting." Wang Dong said hello with a smile, and then put the paper shell in front of him, this time Xiao Ling finally saw the words written on it, and he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

'Portrait sketches, 10 yuan at a time'

This is too far from the young man I imagined.

The surprise was not over yet, Xiao Ling then saw the young man take Miao Miao's drawing board and put it on his lap, and then he began to shout no different from those young people who were drawing portraits on the street.

This...... is completely different from her own education of her daughter, Xiao Ling's heart is a little disliked, thinking in her heart that no matter whether her daughter likes it or not, she can't let her do it, but before she can take action, she saw that her daughter, who is usually well-behaved and obedient, seems to have become another person, and actually learns the voice of a young man, and shouts in a decent way.

I asked her to learn to paint, not to let her be a hawker, Xiao Linggang stretched out his hand, and before he could hold Miao Miao, Miao Miao suddenly turned his head, and when he looked at himself with big eyes, he seemed to have found some treasure, and he grabbed himself with his backhand and said: "Teacher, why don't you draw a picture of my mother first, my mother is very good-looking, and she is the most suitable for modeling." ”

Belch...... Xiao Ling never thought that she was actually pulled by a child to be a model, but how could she bear to say no when she saw Miao Miao's innocent and cute smiling face, at this time she also put aside her plan just now, hesitated, looked at Wang Dong and asked carefully: "I...... May I? ”

Wang Dong was a little amused in his heart, but he still nodded and said: "It's best to take off your glasses when painting, after all, the eyes are the windows of the soul, and only through the eyes can you reflect the person's character." ”

This is no problem, Xiao Ling took off his glasses, then changed his posture and asked, "Is this okay?" ”

"Yes." Wang Dong nodded, and then said to Miao Miao: "You come to me and take a closer look at my pen." ”

"Okay." Miao Miao happily jumped to the side, staring at Wang Dong's drawing hand without blinking.

Wang Dong's observation time was a little long, after all, let a man stare at him for so long, Xiao Ling was a little embarrassed for such a long time, and just wanted to open his mouth to remind Wang Dong, he saw Wang Dong suddenly lowered his head, and then quickly drew on the paper with his hand.

didn't look up, didn't hesitate, as if there was no need for this model to exist, although Xiao Ling herself didn't know how Wang was doing, but when she saw her daughter's increasingly surprised expression, she knew that this young man must have given her daughter a great shock.

It didn't take long, maybe only a minute or two, Wang finally stopped the painting in his hand, looked at it again, nodded in agreement, then took down the painting, handed it to Miao Miao's hand, and asked with a smile: "How is it, what are the gains?" ”

Miao Miao took the painting with one hand, shook her head embarrassedly and said, "Teacher, you are drawing too fast, I haven't kept up with everything." ”

"Hehe, it's okay, this is just the beginning, when you see something, then you can be a teacher." Painting also requires talent, although everyone can learn, but not everyone can become a talent, an ordinary sketch may have many people, but if you want to paint to the extreme, not everyone can do it.

Miao Miao took Wang Dong's painting and came to her mother's side, handed the painting forward, and said proudly: "Mom, look, how is the painting?" ”

Although Xiao Ling was prepared, he was still amazed by Wang Dong's paintings, Wang Dong's paintings were not the same as the sketches he usually saw, there were not many lines on the picture, but the beauty on the paper had a deep sense of outline, Xiao Ling finally understood why the young man was unmoved in the face of a thousand yuan an hour's compensation, and he could already sell it for thousands of yuan with this painting.

"My name is Xiao Ling, a native of Yanjing, your surname?"