Department of Painting Shenhao

Chapter 8 A friend can't take up much memory

'Ding!Approved value +1'

'Ding!Approved value +1'

'Ding!Recognized value +...'

The thick paintbrush in Lin Xian's hand had just touched the wall painting "Under the JK Pleated Skirt of Mitsuha Miyamizu", and a drop of red paint dripped on Mitsuha Miyamizu's thigh.

The system actually started to increase the recognition value?

Lin Xian checked the approval value and all the tourists came to watch.

[Note: Approval value is the affirmation of the work, and the generation of approval value is not all completed works. The affirmation of others in the creation of the work can also generate approval value. 】

It must be the affirmation of Lin Xian's superb painting skills, and it is also the recognition of his topic selection.

The details of the recognition value are very interesting. 80% of the people recognized in advance are women, and young girls are the most among them.

Gu Qingxia's approval value was not given.

Although she has a high opinion of Lin Xian, she is a client, and she is very cautious when painting on the wall of her house. She needs to see the final effect before giving an evaluation.

Lin Xian is very confident in his painting, and doesn't worry about anything else. He paints with peace of mind and presents satisfactory results. Only in this way can the client be satisfied and receive money.

Otherwise, it will be like painting a wall for the first time, so that after the painting is completed, the customer's face turns green, and the money has not been received, and he bought a bucket of putty to repaint the client.

For the first time, I was always frizzy, flustered, and felt like a failure.

With the first experience, later on with ease.

The fiery red sun keeps going west like a time-lapse shot.

The cold drinks in Lin Xian's hands range from iced watermelon juice to Sprite passion fruit.

Lin Xian couldn't stop Gu Qingxia's warm hospitality.

Lin Xian wanted to say that after drinking all kinds of cold drinks like this, I might lose weight tonight.

Tourists around came one after another, but the one thing that never changed was that the lady in Hanfu was always sitting in the shade behind the tree to oversee the work.

Painting is different from decoration. Customers leave bored after watching for a while.

Once the customers who draw pictures are attracted, they will keep observing and watching the big white wall showing vivid pictures little by little.

Lin Xian is not at all stage frightened and has a client behind him to supervise the work, because painting is different from decoration, and he can cut corners as soon as the client leaves.

Under the shade of the trees, cicadas chirped, and the heat wave hit, blowing the hem of the Hanfu skirt.

The lady in Hanfu sat on a single stool, with her long white and tender legs resting on her right leg, gently shaking her jade feet.

From time to time, there was a "snap" sound, and a slap was slapped on the thigh to drive away mosquitoes.

From time to time, he laughed "heh", and quickly pressed the Jiugongge to reply to the group chat.

From time to time, the screen is off, watching some tourist ladies and sisters go up and ask for WeChat under the guise of 'looking for a little brother to draw a picture'.

I thought that Lin Xian would decline politely, but in fact he never refused.

Once again, I saw the picture under the fence, you scan me, and I add you.

"Is the little brother in the painting department so popular?"

Gu Qingxia knew a very realistic thing when she was studying in Moyin—perhaps for ordinary-looking people, "how can there be girls who take the initiative to add WeChat, fake batches", in fact, there are many handsome boys. Find a way to add them on WeChat.

The cruelty and reality of ordinary people, the beauty and troubles of outstanding people.

"Now these little sisters are really rich. When they see handsome guys, they dare to flirt and add WeChat. I guess this brother's WeChat is full of younger sisters and younger sisters."

19-year-old Gu Qingxia, she considers herself a mature Yujie, different from those nympho younger sisters.

The little sister can take the initiative.

Yujie is always passive.

So she still doesn't have Lin Xian's WeChat.

Because it's always been on the phone.

She didn't ask, and Lin Xian didn't mention it either.

Gu Qingxia got up, went back to the yard, took a cold drink from the refrigerator and refilled Lin Xian.

"Thank you, Sister Gu." Lin Xian was polite.

"You're welcome." Gu Qingxia leaned against the door, and asked with a smile: "You are very popular, so many girls add you on WeChat."

Lin Xian drank half of the cold drink, holding the painting plate in one hand, and drawing on the wall rustlingly with the other, said: "They all asked me to paint, so I added WeChat."

Lin Xian can kill by mistake now, he needs approval value and customer resources.

Therefore, he didn't have time to screen out whether the other party had any intention of painting.

Anyway, there is nothing to lose if you add it, and you will naturally find yourself if you need it.

Gu Qingxia looked back at the girl who was going away, and said: "That young lady is carrying a drawing board to sketch by herself, isn't her colleague an enemy, and she also asks you to draw?"

"She said that I handle the details of painting very well, and I can add a WeChat to learn from each other. I can't refuse. Anyway, adding a friend doesn't take up much memory."

"Okay, you draw slowly, if you are thirsty, tell me."

Gu Qingxia went back to sit under the shade of the tree, and already had a preliminary understanding of Lin Xian - not taking the initiative, not refusing, not easy to refuse.

He clearly knew that the young lady was not looking for her to paint, and wanted to refuse, but he couldn't stand the other party's coquettish entanglement, so he had to add one, in his words - 'a friend can't take up much memory'.

He may feel nothing.

As an older sister who is 1 year older, I really want to educate this "brother who doesn't care about attitude"-know how to reject girls, and girls add you WeChat and don't send them randomly. In the future, you will have a girlfriend. If the girlfriend knows I will be jealous, and every time you draw a picture like this, you can add a lot of girls on WeChat. It’s not good. I have a tendency to raise fish. After you go to college like this, there will be more girls and sisters. You will passively become a scumbag in the mouth of girls. , very serious!I can't wash it off.

Unfamiliar, Gu Qingxia didn't mention it, so as not to be annoying.

But it can be seen that Lin Xian is really the purpose of "potential customers", so he added these young ladies. Is he so short of money?

Gu Qingxia didn't know much about Lin Xian, and didn't know his family situation.

When Gu Qingxia was thinking about this, a young lady next to her wanted to add WeChat.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Gu Qingxia stretched out her hand to stop the young lady, "Do you want to draw? What kind of painting? I am his sister, and it's the same if you tell me. If you don't know what to draw for a while, add me WeChat, let me know when you think about it."

Sister Yu is full of aura, aggressive and domineering.

You can flirt with handsome guys, but please don't flirt at my door, my sister doesn't like it.

The young lady snorted, turned around and dragged her companions away.

Ahead, under the fence, Lin Xian looked back.

"It's not for painting, I'll block it for you, lest you get distracted and make my wall painting ugly."

Gu Qingxia sat down calmly, and continued to eat melon seeds.

One man should be guarded by ten thousand men.

Then, no one bothered Lin Xian to draw anymore.

Maybe you lost a few potential customers, lost a few recognition points, it doesn’t matter, the recognition value is everywhere, don’t care about these, the most important thing is to get the recognition value of Miss Hanfu first.

painting!keep drawing!
sunset.

Tick ​​tock light rain fell.

Tourists covered their heads and ran towards the entrance of the village.

Lin Xian has finished 70% of the painting. Seeing that it is raining, he has no way to continue painting.

Gu Qingxia helped take off the mobile phone that recorded the painting process, and helped bring Lin Xian's tools to the yard.

During the rainy season, there was a lot of rain, and soon, the light rain turned into a downpour. Tens of thousands of acres of lavender were ravaged by wind and rain, bringing bursts of earthy smell.

The two stood in the tea shed, watching the rainwater flow from the eaves into the moss stone pots.

All the tourists passing by the door were hiding from the rain. No one paid attention to the painting, and the recognition value naturally stopped.

'Total approved value: 703 (including: the picture of the foot of the fence, and this unfinished picture)'

'Revenue: 6030'

'Wealth: 10372'

million households.

Gu Qingxia rubbed her rain-drenched hair, and said, "Will the painting be damaged by the rain?"

Lin Xian looked down at the recorded video and said, "No, the rain can't wash away the acrylic paint, alas... I wanted to take an overtime class to finish the painting, but I didn't expect it to rain. It seems that I can't finish painting today. Sister Gu, you have a raincoat at home. What, lend me a use."

"You don't think about riding a battery car home in the typhoon and heavy rain?"

(End of this chapter)