Chapter 64: Drawing and Stepping on the Sewing Machine (Ask for the First Order)
Fan replied: [@æįžĄéąŧ, don't be rhythmized by this black fan, that thing can't be drawn casually, if you can't draw it well, he will mock you, and the police uncle will invite you to tea after the painting.] ]
The fan: [Laughing to death, can he draw the real thing?] Uncle police came to look for him, you really look down on him, slipped, this UP master will only draw some petty things, it's not interesting. ]
It's just a radical method.
Lin Xian knows a lot of UP masters, and understands what some fans want to see, but leaving a message asking you to draw if you don't draw, it will stimulate you to challenge.
But...... Lin Xian really hasn't drawn this thing with dollars.
Can this thing really be drawn?
Lin Xian is timid, timid because I draw well.
Lin Xian took a sip of chicken soup, and stepped on the floor tiles one by one, maybe the painting was too realistic, and the sewing machine was stepped on under his feet.
Currency can't be scribbled.
"Well...... Lin Xian held his chin and thought for a while, "However, drawing dollars is very challenging, and if this painting is done, it will become popular again, and it will always be okay to enlarge the ratio of dollars and draw one side, right?" â
His heart is itching, he hasn't accepted a challenge from fans for a long time.
"That's right! Do it! â
Lin Xian likes challenging drawing skills.
After eating, I returned to the studio without washing the dishes, opened the tablet and found a high-definition picture of the dollar, zoomed in and began to study the details.
The challenge is in the details, since you want to draw, you have to draw the details when you zoom in and look at them carefully.
Didi ......
Zou Qianqian sent a prompt for the game file to be sent to the mailbox, and sent a WeChat message: [Do you need me to send you a dollar? ã
Belch......
Lin Xian really doesn't have any dollars, so if you want to paint, you still have to have actual things in hand to study.
Lin Xian: [How do you know? ã
Zou Qianqian: [I accidentally clicked on your video, and I saw this comment 99+, all of them are discussing, I think your temper will definitely accept the challenge if you are stimulated, do you need it? ] I'll give it to you if you need it? ã
Lin Xian: [What to give me? ã
Zou Qianqian: [Of course it's dollars!] ã
Lin Xian: [OK.] ã
Zou Qianqian: [See you downstairs in 20 minutes.] ã
Zou Qianqian's overtures to Lin Xian are of course based on Lin Xian's talent and want to use it.
Yes, she wants to use Lin Xian, after all, Lin Xian's skills are so good, it's not a pity.
Zou Qianqian also wanted to see if Lin Xian would really draw realistic dollars.
If it is really drawn, Zou Qianqian will eat him and must be co-opted.
This also shows that Lin Xian will be favored by the boss of a game company if he has strength, if he doesn't have strength, no one will be able to bird you.
Appearance is showcased, and talent is always the key to attracting others.
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20 minutes later, at the entrance of the sunny district of Paris.
"Hey, Lin Xian, where are you?"
Zou Qianqian drove her Porsche 911 and stopped at the door.
The upper body is wearing a LV women's white silk camisole shirt, and the lower body is wearing a short skirt inlaid with sequins, with a pair of glasses, and a ball head, which looks like a royal sister.
"I see you."
Lin Xian waved across the street and trotted over with a bag.
"Hello Sister Qianqian."
"Isn't it called Zou Fupo this time?"
Lin Xian scratched her head, and she obviously heard the call of 'Zou Fupo' in the afternoon.
"Uh...... You're a rich woman, aren't you? â
Zou Qianqian smiled, glanced at the bag in his hand, and said, "What's in it?" â
"Secret weapon."
"Oh...... So mysterious? Zou Qianqian pulled the car door, bent over, covered the skirt behind her buttocks with one hand, and took out a wad of dollars from the central armrest with the other, which was worth $100.
There's $10,000 here, tsk...... What a rich woman.
Zou Qianqian took out one and handed it to Lin Xian.
âīŧīŧīŧâ The residents of the surrounding community who passed by watched this beautiful rich woman give Lin Xian money, what is the situation? He really doesn't want to work hard and be supported by a rich woman, right? Alas...... He was defeated by reality after all.
"Thank you, Sister Qianqian." Lin Xian stretched out his hand to take the dollar, and Zou Qianqian's manicure dragged the other end and didn't let go.
Lin Xian: "??? â
Zou Qianqian: "Remember to draw the dollar, help me draw a few game illustrations." â
Lin Xian: "Okay, no problem. â
Zou Qianqian let go at this time.
Lin Xian: "What is the exchange rate, I will transfer it to you on WeChat?" â
"No, just think of it as a deposit." As she spoke, Zou Qianqian threw the remaining wad of dollars to the co-pilot.
This means that all you have to do is draw a few illustrations, and the dollars are yours.
"Okay, I'm home, I'll call you if you have something."
"Sister Qianqian, walk slowly."
Zou Qianqian sat in the cab, started the 911, and disappeared into the street with a "buzz-" sound.
Call......
Lin Xian had to admit that the aura of the rich woman is really different, very strong, this is the aura brought by money and status.
As for what kind of aura Lin Xian has now, heh, only money and power are the strongest in this society now.
As the saying when the system is loaded - society is a bitch, and it will only scratch its head at the rich.
Now Lin Xian's strength is still developing obscenely, and the society has not yet scratched his head against Lin Xian.
One yard to one yard, Lin Xian plans to finish painting and return the dollars to her.
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Lin Xian bought a Coke at the gate of the community and went home.
Speaking of buying Coke, Lin Xian is also very painful now, what kind of cherry, lime flavor, etc. are all kinds of Coke in the supermarket now, which is weird.
There is less of an authentic cola flavor.
He likes to drink Coke the most, but he hasn't gained weight, because he is so busy every day, painting and scraping putty outside, which is a manual work.
When I got home, I put all the Coke in the refrigerator, opened a bottle and poured it into a glass, put a few ice cubes on it, and took a sip of it.
Put it aside.
He pulled the chandelier over and pointed it at the drawing table, took out the 100 dollar note, and studied it carefully for a moment.
Those who study this thing are prone to stepping on the sewing machine.
My heart was pounding.
But exciting, isn't it?
Stretch and move your hand joints.
"OK, let's go!"
With a magnifying glass in his left hand and a pencil in his right, he began to draw dollars.
The most important thing is to draw a dollar pencil, and after a while, the pencil should be sharpened to the point that every line on the dollar is consistent.
This thing is in a hurry, it's a delicate job.
Lin Xian is the most extreme man.
I don't know if there is a chance to step on the sewing machine after the drawing, anyway, don't be targeted by the mafia and draw dollars.
An hour had passed, and Lin Xian had only half-painted Franklin's hair.
When the magnifying glass shines, each one comes to life, and the luster is exactly the same.
Lin Xian was glad that the old man was rich in the Mediterranean, and if his hair was luxuriant, the amount of work would be huge.
Continuing to sketch out the lines one by one, Lin Xian suddenly felt like a fake in the movie?
As long as Lin Xian enters the state of immersive painting, he will forget the time, and he will not go back to sleep until he is sleepy.
Of course, there is actually a reason for this, after all, he is the only one in this family, and there are no parents to remind him to pay attention to his body.
Actually, Lin Xian was still very lonely when he returned home.
Of course, God is fair, close a door for Lin Xian, and open a window for him.
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The early morning sun shone into the bedroom through the window and shone on the wall painting of Gu Qingxia wearing a big flower jacket on the wall.
Lin Xian slept soundly with the quilt in his arms, and had a dream full of dollars......
(End of chapter)