Shenhao starts from fishing

Nothing special happened in the next two days.

Ding Shuo and Gao Zirui got up early and greedy the dark, and they have been busy with the ultra-realistic oil painting of Long'an Platinum Palace.

The whole painting process is relatively smooth and it is almost over.

During the painting period, Chen Banjin came to the scene several times. He praised Ding Shuo and Gao Zirui's painting skills and gave a very high evaluation. They called two people extremely comfortable.

"Zirui, get me a big wolf guy."

"Okay, then..."

During the painting process, the two cooperated very tacitly.

Suddenly, the two seemed to return to the days when they were in the studio at the same time. Although boring, they were full of joy.

Ding Shuo took the Lang Gui pen, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and Gao Zirui laid hands on himself, which saved a lot of time.

Next, he dipped a little black with the tip of the pen, and then a little titanium dioxide, to give the woman's eyelashes an excessive highlight to make the eyelashes look more three-dimensional and natural.

It has to be said that Ding Shuo's painting level has risen to a new height in a straight line since he mastered the 10% soul technique of the master "Hagor".

When a person concentrates on doing something, time always flies very fast.Before I knew it, the sky outside the window had gradually darkened.

Standing on the elevator, Ding Shuo was not anxious or impatient, and his heart felt like water. Although he had been drawing for nearly four hours with his arm raised, his hand holding the hook line pen did not tremble at all.

In Gao Zirui's words, it means "you guys have a stable batch now"!

Ding Shuo put a highlight on the last eyelash of the woman in the wedding dress in the picture, and then steadily closed the pen, and passed the tool in his hand to Gao Zirui, and gently shook his sour and swollen wrist twice, showing a few more on his handsome face Proud of it.

In fact, his super-realistic oil painting has already reached the acceptance criteria.

It's just that he feels that there is still plenty of time. Based on the principle of excellence, he wants to make this painting more perfect. After all, the task content of today's "Task 1" is the appreciation of He Chaoran, the design director of Charming City.

Don't look at that old guy on the surface, amiable and amiable, giving people a feeling of spring breeze, but in fact he is a critical, strict and demanding old man.

Even Chen Banjin's works designed by design ghosts are "so-so", "fairly okay", "reluctantly", "normal" in his eyes...

"It's perfect! I think you don't need to apply varnish." Gao Zirui looked up and admired the work. The woman in the painting was ready to come out. Both the details and the whole gave a very strong visual shock.

Even if the tutor Zhu Shi comes over, I'm afraid I can't believe it. It was drawn by two of his students, right?

"Since Party A has prepared the varnish, the last process is also indispensable..." Ding Shuo felt a little tired, and picked up a bottle of amber varnish. It seemed that at a glance, it was made with turpentine. A top varnish blended with amber powder.

"But..." Gao Zirui frowned slightly. He knew very well that an oil painting should be dried naturally for more than half a year, and only after the painting is completely dry can the varnish be applied.

"Don't worry, Shanren has a clever plan!"

In fact, Ding Shuo and Chen Banjin had discussed this issue a long time ago, and the other party admitted that the construction period was indeed a bit tight. If conditions do not permit, this last step can be omitted.

But the next day, Ding Shuo caught a black jade ring with "quick-drying" special effects.

This is the one worn on his little finger on his right hand.

Although a crack will appear on the surface of the ring every time it is used, for oil painting creators with tight schedules, this thing is simply a gift from heaven.

Because he has done experiments, as long as he wears this thing to paint, no matter how thick the paint is, no matter how thick the texture is, the content of the painting will dry magically and naturally the next day.

and so……

He didn't want to leave any regrets on this painting.

"Flap! Pop! Pop!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Ding Shuo's voice fell, there was a round of applause behind him.

The two were taken aback and turned around in a hurry, only to discover that He Chaoran and Qiu Yutong had come to the painting scene at some point, and had been standing behind them unconsciously and admiring them for a long time.

"Director Ho? Why are you here?" Ding Shuo put away the tiredness on his face, and greeted him with a smile.

He Chaoran squinted his eyes: "I happened to be passing by, so I stopped by to take a look. Seeing that you are more engaged in painting, it didn't bother you. Looking at this posture, it's almost finished, right?"

Ding Shuo nodded: "Yes, if there is no accident, it will be finished tomorrow. But you just came here. See which place needs to be revised?"

"Modify? That's not necessary! Although your paintings are not as exaggerated as Banjin said, they have exceeded my expectations." He Chaoran said, retracting his gaze from the oil painting and fell on Ding Shuo's clean and handsome cheeks. "Actually, I'm here this time, besides seeing your project progress, there is something else I want to confirm with you in person..."

He Chaoran lived in his fifties. He has been in the home improvement industry and has been in his position today. It can be said that he has seen countless people, but like Ding Shuo, a young man who is both good and outstanding, he has never seen much. One.

He can even foresee that Ding Shuo in ten years' time is definitely not the kind of big coffee figure whose money can be measured.

So when he came, he also vowed to his assistant Qiu Yutong that as long as the price was right, there would be no one he could not subdue, but after seeing Ding Shuo's talent for painting, he was not sure.

After all, this level of Maxima can not be controlled by any Bole.

Ding Shuo was taken aback: "If you have something, you might as well say it straight."

He Chaoran patted Ding Shuo on the shoulder and smiled: "Hehe, don't be so nervous. Actually, I mentioned it to you last time, I want to invite you to join our charming city."

Ding Shuo: "This..."

He Chaoran: "In terms of treatment, you can rest assured that your annual income is above two million."

Damn it, two million???

Gao Zirui on the side was not calm, and swallowed secretly.

Ding Shuo looked calm and unmoved. He cleared his throat and was about to refuse.

He Chaoran, who was observant, said with a smile: "Don't give me the answer so quickly, you might as well think about it for a few more days."

Now that the other party had said so, Ding Shuo had to shut his mouth, smiled and nodded.

In the evening, the sunset slanted west.

Ding Shuo and Gao Zirui rode their motorcycles slowly along the moat towards Liuyun Community.

Gao Zirui was still immersed in the shock of the one million: "Da Shuo, an annual salary of two million, damn, how many paintings do you have to sell to make a million? Are you really going to reject him?"

Ding Shuo said without looking back: "It's not a matter of how much money, I just don't want to do things under He Chaoran's hands, it's too uncomfortable..."

Gao Zirui nodded: "That's true, the old guy is very sinister at first sight."

Ding Shuo: "Forget it, let's not talk about this, what do you want to eat at night?"

Gao Zirui: "I don't have any appetite, or let's go back first, and order takeaway when we get hungry."

Ding Shuo nodded: "Also."

The two returned to the rental house, turned on the air conditioner, and each played with their mobile phones.

Gao Zirui took out a can of Coke from the refrigerator and tilted it on the sofa in the living room. His body occupied the entire sofa.

Ding Shuo went back to the bedroom, lay down on the bed, put his belly on the pillow, turned on the phone, clicked on the black icon, and entered the fishing world of Shenhao...

For some reason, after the hidden task is 99% completed, there is no prompt.

It seems that the running memory is insufficient, and it is stuck.

...

(I sent a 100,000-word thank you note yesterday, and I deleted it for fear of affecting the reading experience of readers who like to listen to the book. But don't worry, every name that appears in this book will be remembered.

Ps: I want to get a role collection building, and I found that I can't post in the comment area. If the boss can help me, I will add it to the top.

The basic format is as follows, there is a better plan, you can add it.

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