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071 The Difficulty of Painting and Calligraphy

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    Sophie is wearing a pale pink gauze, this layer of gauze is pitifully thin, this is not the point, the point is that she has no other covering except for this layer of gauze, yes, there is nothing inside, Mo Xiaoyu  Feeling a bit trapped.

    "Ms. Su, what is this?"

    "I am that painting, I want you to draw me as I am now, I believe in your skills".

    Hearing what she said, Mo Xiaoyu's impetuous heart gradually calmed down. The barefooted Sophie stepped on the thick carpet without making a sound, and walked past Mo Xiaoyu, a ray of  The aroma instantly refreshed Mo Xiaoyu.

    Sophie sat on the sofa, but she didn't know how to pose, so she looked at Mo Xiaoyu and asked, "How should I sit to draw the best effect?"

    Mo Xiaoyu walked over, looking a bit awkward no matter how she looked, but the final decision was to let Sophie lie on the sofa with her chin propped up, her left leg pressing down on her right leg, and the pale pink gauze covering the main parts of her body.

    But because the gauze is too thin, some places cannot be covered. These have to be drawn, especially the feeling of being separated by a layer of gauze. It is not an ordinary difficulty to draw it with a brush. After all, a brush is still a paintbrush, you are not  camera.

    "Are you nervous?" Sophie asked Mo Xiaoyu who was posing for herself.

    "No".

    "No? Your sweat is dripping on my chest, do you want to relax first?" Sophie smiled ambiguously.

    "No, if you are ready, let's start?" Mo Xiaoyu set up the easel, and looked at all the paints that Sophie bought. It was just right. This shows that Sophie is a person who knows how to paint, and said  Maybe he also practiced painting.

    "Ready, let's get started".  Sophie said with a smile.

    But before Mo Xiaoyu was ready to start painting, Sophie raised her opinion. It was too tiring to support her chin with her hands, could she rest her head on her arms and look sideways at Mo Xiaoyu.

    Mo Xiaoyu thought about it, and it was okay, but he stepped forward and untied Sophie's bun, and then stroked a strand of blue silk over her left shoulder, covering it on the light gauze.

    Take those pencils, the knife up and down, after a while, four or five pencils are sharpened, one for each of the left and right hands, and the left and right ears are also pencils.  , and then resolutely wrote down on the paper to outline Sophie, Sophie couldn't bear it anymore, got up and came over to have a look.

    "Why do I feel so lazy in the painting, is this okay?" Sophie asked.

    "Wait until the color is finished and then see the effect."  Mo Xiaoyu signaled Sophie to lie back, and started to color by herself, and then compared them color by color next to Sophie's body. What excited Mo Xiaoyu the most was to compare the half-black and not-black colors with the black triangle  , thanks to the fact that it wasn't too long, because he seemed to hear Sophie's breathing getting heavier.

    After more than two hours, Mo Xiaoyu finally put down the paintbrush, and Sophie was almost exhausted, struggling to get up to see how the effect was, and it didn't matter, she almost jumped out of excitement.

    Not only is the color well grasped, but the color shown through the light gauze is also in place. Compared with Ding Anyi's painting, this painting is not the slightest bit stronger.

    "That's great. If I take this painting to participate in the competition, I don't know if I can win the first prize. Mr. Mo, I think you should sign your name, but what is the name of this painting?"

    "My eyes are sleepy, as if I just woke up from a nap, how about calling it "Mrs. Sleeping"?"

    ""Sleeping Lady", um, a good name, well, that's the name."  Sophie said.

    Sophie saw that Mr. Mo really didn't have that kind of meaning for her, and she and Mo Xiaoyu mainly wanted to cooperate in business. If other things were mixed in, the cooperation might not be so pure, so she went back to the room to change clothes soon after the painting was finished.  up.

    After a while, Sophie came out with a laptop, and the two went to the tea room of the suite, which is a place for drinking tea. While waiting for the water to boil, Mo Xiaoyu and Sophie communicated further.

    "Who did you learn Mr. Mo's painting from?"

    "My teacher is Mr. Lang Jianbai, a national first-class art master, and he is still the director of the Tangzhou Museum."

    "Oh, no wonder. It seems that Mr. Mo is also a well-known teacher. However, your own reputation is still too small. There are many art exhibitions and competitions in China. Mr. Mo might as well participate in more such competitions from now on. Of course, you  With Master Lang as your backing, it shouldn't be a problem to win the prize, right?"

    "Ms. Su has a deep understanding of the domestic situation."  Mo Xiaoyu sighed.

    "Well, well, I have a proposal, can we not be so gentleLadies or something, you call me sister Su, I call you brother, is that okay?  "Speaking, Sophie suddenly changed the subject.

    "Okay, okay."  Mo Xiaoyu said a little shyly.

    "Okay, brother, give me your bank card number. I want two paintings from you for nothing, so I have to express it."  Sophie said.

    "This, let's forget it, we have a lot of opportunities to cooperate in Japan."  Mo Xiaoyu wanted to be polite and said.

    "No, one size equals one size, and we owe nothing to anyone."  Sophie insisted on Mo Xiaoyu's bank account number.

    Mo Xiaoyu had no choice but to take out his ICBC card and hand it to Sophie. Sophie immediately picked it up and started typing on the computer. After a while, she gave it back to Mo Xiaoyu. After a while, Mo Xiaoyu  His mobile phone text messages showed an income of 300,000 yuan.

    "Sister Su, isn't this too much?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.

    "I asked my friend about the 250,000 yuan that Ding Anyi painted for her. Although the 250,000 yuan also includes other services, I think your two paintings are worth the price, even though there are no other services."  .  Sophie looked at Mo Xiaoyu and smiled ambiguously. Mo Xiaoyu had no choice but to quickly put away the bank card, not daring to look at Sophie.

    Sophie liked this shy but talented boy very much, but she hinted in every possible way that Mo Xiaoyu was always indifferent. Sophie also lost her patience and stopped thinking about it.

    "Now the common people are getting richer, but investment channels are not very good in all aspects. There are too many restrictions on housing, and there is not much profit in real estate speculation. The risk of the stock market is too high, while the risk of lending is not lower than that of the stock market, and the interest rate of the bank is too low.  , so they all started to buy antique calligraphy and paintings and other works of art, hoping to get excess returns, this is the gospel of art workers, so, brother, our cooperation must have a future."  Sophie said very excitedly.

    "I hope, by the way, Sister Su, what is the price of Chinese traditional paintings abroad, I mean celebrity calligraphy and paintings."  Mo Xiaoyu asked, because he suddenly remembered that if foreign countries recognize Chinese celebrity calligraphy and paintings, then another path can be taken.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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