Park Dong had read the drafts of Tang Xiaoqing's two illustrations before, and was still very satisfied, especially reminding her that after drawing the first draft on white cardboard this Saturday and taking photos for him to see, she could color and refine.

Because next Monday, the person in charge of Love Jewelry will come to see the three finished illustrations.

If it is unanimously approved, the rest of the illustrations will continue this style, which will be much easier.

But yesterday I encountered a life and death crisis, and I lived in a cave at night, and today I am decorating the house and celebrating, and I have forgotten all about it!

Looking at the mobile phone that kept ringing, Tang Xiaoqing hesitated for a few seconds, took another deep breath, and then mustered up the courage to answer the phone.

"Teacher Park, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

Pu Dong, who was on the other side of the phone, smiled suddenly: "Tang Xiaoqing, I didn't say anything to you, why did you apologize as soon as you answered the phone?" ”

"Mr. Park, I haven't started painting my first draft yet—" Tang Xiaoqing replied truthfully.

The illustrator of Painted Heaven is a job she is ready to do for the rest of her life, and in this regard, she does not want to be deceived in the slightest.

"It doesn't matter." Park Dong is also very tolerant of the current Tang Xiaoqing, "I read your previous two drafts, and it's all right-"

"I've already drawn a draft of the third illustration in my sketchbook." Tang Xiaoqing said hurriedly.

The draft of the third illustration was drawn by Song Bo on the way back to pick her up and Lu Chengze.

"That's going to be easy. Once you have a draft, it's much faster to draw a formal first draft. You should be able to do it by tomorrow. Put on a good color before Monday and you'll be fine. When Park Dong said this, he asked again, "By the way, these two days are weekends, do you have time?" If I don't have time, I can postpone it a little bit more with Love Jewelry. ”

The management of Painted Heaven is so loose that Tang Xiaoqing is embarrassed.

Tang Xiaoqing hurriedly said: "Teacher Park, there is no need to postpone, I will definitely be able to finish it!" ”

"That's good. Great work! Park Dong said, "After the first draft is completed, send me a photo to look at, and when I confirm that there is no problem, you can color it." ”

"Okay, definitely!" Tang Xiaoqing was in good spirits.

Lu Chengze in front of the monitor looked at Tang Xiaoqing, who looked like he had been beaten with chicken blood, and was quite unhappy.

He didn't mind An Weidong coming to Tang Xiaoqing at all.

But he didn't know why, every time he saw Tang Xiaoqing and Park Dong contacting, he felt a little unhappy.

"Okay, stop playing, I'm going to work overtime!" Tang Xiaoqing said.

"Sister, you're really disappointed." Tang Kai saw that Xu Wenjing had just let go a little, and he was willing to play with him for a few words, but he really didn't want to give up like that, "Have fun, sister, let's play for a while." ”

"You really think of yourself as a child!" Tang Xiaoqing glared at her younger brother, "Stinky boy, this is the rice bowl we will eat in the future, more important than anything else." Go ahead and get my easel out! ”

This easel was moved by Tang Kai for her from his uncle's house in advance.

"Then my sister paints, let's continue to drink." Tang Kai said with great interest.

Xu Wenjing glanced at Tang Kai, ignored him, and said directly to Tang Xiaoqing: "Sister Tang, I'm back in the room, if you need me, call me at any time." ”

After finishing speaking, Xu Wenjing immediately went back to the guest room.

Most of the time, she is a very professional bodyguard, and if there is no abnormality in the employer's home, she will not show up easily.