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Chapter 47 Why Stopped



Chapter 47 Why Stopped

Chapter 47 Why Stopped

Xia Mengxiang exclaimed suddenly: "Unexpectedly, you really painted the modern me with the feeling of ancient times. There is indeed a dreamy feeling like traveling back to the past. It is really impossible to take pictures. Only you can draw It's such a wonderful feeling!"

After taking a few glances to satisfy her curiosity and feast her eyes, Xia Mengxiang returned to her seat with satisfaction and continued to be a model.

Long Xiaotian continued to paint.

The head and face were painted quickly, and not long after, the neck was finally finished.

Long Xiaotian had to stop.

There's nothing he can do, he doesn't know how to draw from the neck up, and the system doesn't teach him.

Looking at the self-drawn portrait in front of him, Long Xiaotian couldn't believe his eyes. Was it really me who drew it?It's just so beautifully drawn!Xia Mengxiang on the drawing paper really looks like a modern beauty has turned into an ancient beauty, which is really amazing.

Seeing that Long Xiaotian stopped, Xia Mengxiang looked over suspiciously and asked, "Is the painting finished? Is it finished so soon?"

Long Xiaotian frowned and said: "The head, face and neck have been painted, but there is no need to paint below the neck. I am here to apply for a job. This is enough to prove that I have painting skills. I should be suitable for your indoor painting." This job in the design department."

Wu Jianzhang also said: "That's right, Long Xiaotian is my childhood friend, and he has such good painting skills, and he also studies mathematics. He is fully qualified for the job in our design department. Director Xia, what do you think?"

Seeing that Long Xiaotian had stopped drawing, Xia Mengxiang walked over to look at her portrait. She was very satisfied, but felt that it was a pity that there was no painting below the neck, but it did prove that Long Xiaotian had a very profound painting skills.

Therefore, Xia Mengxiang looked back at Wu Jianzhang and said, "Director Wu, your hair boy is really qualified for the job in the interior design department of our company, please draw up a recruitment contract for him, and then ask me to sign and stamp it. Yes, from today, he is a member of our company's interior design department."

Long Xiaotian did not expect to get this job in this way, and there is still a recruitment contract, with black and white letters as evidence, it is too formal, this is exactly the job he is looking for, great, it seems that Long Xiaofu can There is food and meat to eat, and after signing the contract, this is where he will work from now on.

Long Xiaotian glanced at Bai Xiuyuan, his rival in college, and snorted coldly in his heart, hehe, Bai Xiuyuan, although you have always wanted to prevent me from getting this job, but I have this ability, you can't do anything with me, you are here Although this company has become the head of the interior design department, it doesn't have much say. It's useless for you to object.

Bai Xiuyuan also felt very depressed at this time. He never expected that Long Xiaotian could draw, and he could draw so well. He also felt that Long Xiaotian was indeed suitable for the job in their interior design department. However, Long Xiaotian It was his rival in college, and Long Xiaotian was really unwilling to let Long Xiaotian work in his design department, and he couldn't swallow it.

Bai Xiuyuan frowned and pondered, no, we can't let Long Xiaotian get this job, otherwise, from now on, he will look up and down with Long Xiaotian every day, this is what he is very unwilling to see, he has to find a way to let Long Xiaotian get the job Not enough for this job.

He finally thought of a way, although this way is a little bit harmful, and not only hurt others, but also hurt himself, but there is no way, in order to prevent Long Xiaotian from working here, he can only bite his teeth and swallow it.

Bai Xiuyuan saw that Wu Jianzhang was about to go back to draw up the contract, so he said to Wu Jianzhang: "Director Wu, don't rush to draw up the contract, I don't think your Fa Xiaolong Xiaotian is qualified for this job at all."

Wu Jianzhang frowned and looked at Bai Xiuyuan, wondering: "How could Long Xiaotian not be qualified for this job? He knows mathematics and painting, he is exactly the talent our interior design department is looking for."

Xia Mengxiang also looked at Bai Xiuyuan suspiciously, and asked, "Husband, he has already passed the test and proved that he is capable of taking up the job in your design department. How could he not be qualified for this job?"

Bai Xiuyuan turned his head to look at Xia Mengxiang, glanced at Xia Mengxiang's chest from the corner of his eye, and said, "Because he doesn't respect you at all."

Xia Mengxiang frowned: "How could he disrespect me?"

Bai Xiuyuan said: "If he respects you, then when he painted your portrait, why did he only paint the head, face and neck? Why was there no painting below the neck?"

In fact, Xia Mengxiang also felt very strange, why did Long Xiaotian only paint her head, face and neck, but why didn't he paint her below the neck?Logically speaking, it wouldn't take much time, would it?

Moreover, Long Xiaotian painted her head and face so well that she was able to paint her, a modern beauty, into an ancient beauty. It really feels like time travel, but she only painted the head, face and neck, which made her I feel very sorry.

Therefore, Xia Mengxiang raised her head to look at Long Xiaotian, and asked, "Yes, Mr. Long, you have already painted my head, face and neck, why didn't you finish painting the lower part of the neck? It makes me feel so sorry." !"

Long Xiaotian sighed, and said: "Oh, why do you have to draw below the neck?"

Then, Long Xiaotian didn't know what to say.

Long Xiaotian actually wants to say that the reason why I can draw pictures of ladies is because the system rewarded me with a novice skill package, but the system does not teach me the drawing skills below the neck, what can I do?

At this time, Bai Xiuyuan finally grabbed Long Xiaotian's braid, and he immediately said to Xia Mengxiang: "Honey, did you hear what he said? He said that it is not necessary to draw below the neck. He obviously disrespects you."

Wu Jianzhang, who was standing next to him, immediately argued for Long Xiaotian: "What does not drawing below the neck have anything to do with disrespecting Minister Xia? Doesn't this seem to be relevant? Minister Bai."

"Can't get involved?" Bai Xiuyuan snorted coldly: "Director Wu, you may not be familiar with the painting industry, and you may not be familiar with the behavior of some so-called artists. Striving for perfection, if they don't think it's perfect, they won't do it."

Wu Jianzhang retorted: "Whether an artist pursues perfection or not has nothing to do with Long Xiaotian applying for the job in our design department, and it has nothing to do with disrespecting Minister Xia. Knowing how to draw and count, he is very suitable for this job in our design department."

Wu Jianzhang turned to look at Xia Mengxiang again, and asked, "Minister Xia, what do you think?"

Xia Mengxiang was about to say that she also felt that Long Xiaotian was suitable for this job, but at this time Bai Xiuyuan took the conversation away, and immediately before Xia Mengxiang was about to speak, he looked at Xia Mengxiang affectionately and said, "Wife, you Do you think I love you? Do you think I respect you?"

When Xia Mengxiang saw that Bai Xiuyuan was here to express his love to her, she felt a little puzzled, so she asked, "Husband, what's wrong with you? Of course I believe that you love me, and of course I believe that you respect me." , why do you say such things here? What exactly are you trying to tell me? "

Bai Xiuyuan said: "I respect you, but not necessarily others, and I don't want this kind of person to hang around your side every day, and this person is Long Xiaotian you are recruiting."

(End of this chapter)


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