Chapter 137

Painting is a meticulous job. You have to be very attentive.

Qin Guanglin was very attentive. She didn't even notice that Jiang Lingling was sliding her chair. She was concentrating on drawing the characters' hair on the drawing board.

After thinking for a long time, he set the character as a pair of horsetails, fresh and lively, full of vitality, and a little cute.

Let Mr. He have a look some other day Qin Guanglin showed a smile unconsciously, turned to change her pen, and was startled by Jiang Lingling, "what are you doing here?"

"Boss, why are you smiling at your paintings?" Jiang Lingling didn't answer. She pointed to the drawing board and asked.

"I'm glad you're done?"

"Well, it's done."

"Is it?" Qin Guanglin looked at his watch and was about to leave work. No wonder.

Jiang Lingling nodded, then pointed to the drawing board and asked, "boss, how long do you usually learn to draw like this?"

"No, it depends on talent and practice." Qin Guanglin glanced at her. All the simple comics were painstaking, not like talented people.

And not as diligent as Yu Le.

"Do you think I have talent?" Jiang Lingling turned her eyes and looked at him.

Qin Guanglin's hand movement stopped, looking at her speechless.

“…… I see Jianglingling disappointed bow, "can only practice more, right?"

"Practice more if you have talent or not." Qin Guanglin shrugged, "you just have to work several times more than others."

“……”

Well said, it makes sense.

"All right." Jiang Lingling was hit hard. As soon as she kicked her foot, she planned to return to her own position. Halfway through the slide, she stopped her figure and slid back to Qin Guanglin again. "How do you practice? How can you teach me

"Draw more, think more."

"I can't think of it. It's still like that." Jiang Lingling is good at drawing, "I've tried to draw something more complicated, but it looks dry and has no three-dimensional sense."

"So." Qin Guanglin thought for a moment, "then you have to read more books."

"What book do you read?"

"Optical shading and refraction, geometric perspective, color contrast, shading expression, structure..."

"Boss, you should be busy first." Jiang Lingling felt dizzy and slipped back to her seat.

It's just a cartoon

It's really a big man.

The rest of the time was not disturbed, Qin Guanglin leisurely painted the hair part of the drawing board, packed up things to get off work.

"Drink?" Sun Wen held his bag on his shoulder and said hello to him.

"I have something to do with Xiao Yu. He's very busy." Qin Guanglin walked outside. "Take it easy. Don't drink too much. Xiao Yu can't carry you alone."

"It's no fun. I won't drink it." Sun Wen said, "I'll drink two bottles of them when I'm eating."

"In another half a month, there will be people to drink with you, and you don't have to spend money." Qin Guanglin suddenly remembered, turned his head and said with a smile, "you'll have a good time then."

"In half a month?"

Sun Wen was stunned, and then he responded, "is the random member not money? We'll have to drink more then. We'll have to drink back. "

"Well, you drink Ben, I eat Ben."

"You have to drink with me, too."

"Come on, you go and water them."

Talking and laughing all the way to the bus station, Qin Guanglin went back by bus. After getting off, he hesitated for a moment and went directly to teacher he's residence.

Holding the key to open the door, he sniffed, sure enough, there was the smell of food.

Entering the bedroom, Mr. He is sitting on the bed in a nightgown, eating a bowl of fried rice with eggs. His eyes are staring at the computer on the desk, and American TV plays are playing on the screen.

"Well?" Why don't you turn your head and look over when you hear the news

"That's what you said. Have you eaten?" Qin Guanglin looked at her up and down. "You don't stay out all day, do you?"

On the bus, he asked if he would like to have dinner together. He said that he had already finished a table of dishes Feelings a bowl of fried rice is a table.

"How can Would you like a bite? " Why don't you dig up a spoon and ask him.

"Well, it must be."

Qin Guanglin knew he had guessed right when he looked at her. He went over and swallowed the spoonful of egg fried rice she handed him, "what did you eat at noon? Isn't it fried rice with eggs? "

"I got up later today, and the breakfast you brought here is lunch." Why don't you lower your head and take a bite of rice, with your eyes still staring at the screen, "go back to stir fry, what are you doing here so early?"

"You can't do that." Qin Guanglin frowned, "I'd better go over there and eat."

Although the fried rice with eggs is delicious, it is not as good as the real fried dishes.

"Just be lazy these two days and wait for the landlord to arrange the refrigerator."

Why not dig out another spoonful of egg fried rice and pass it to him, "come on, eat another spoonful."

"No, I'm finished. What do you eat?" Qin Guanglin refused and went up to peck her greasy little mouth. "I'm going back. I'll come back later.""Take a bite. It's quite a bowl."

"If you can't finish it, put it aside. I'll come and help you eat it later."

Qin Guanglin turned to go, looked back at the room, went out to the living room, poured a glass of water in and put it on the head of the bed, "it's very dry, remember to drink water."

"Thank you, Mr. Qin." Why not sit by the bed, toot mouth probe, "kiss again."

"Well, eat it."

Qin Guanglin satisfied her request, turned to go out, took the door, and went downstairs to his home.

Sure enough, she didn't miss it. She stayed at home all day. She wore it in the morning, but it didn't change at night.

"The dishes have been washed. Stir fry them quickly."

Back home, Qin's mother sat on the sofa and didn't even look back. She heard him enter the door and said directly.

"Oh."

Qin Guanglin answered, put the bag back to the room, came out and went directly into the kitchen to cut vegetables.

Inexplicably feel life is full

Ziliugua cooked the dishes and put them on the table. Qin Ma sat at the table and prepared to eat.

"Why don't you come? Does she cook by herself? "

"She doesn't think it's good to eat when she's old, so she cooks by herself." Qin Guanglin thought, "how about letting her come every day?"

It would be perfect if we could change our life a little bit and see Mr. He sitting at home waiting for him to cook after work.

"Yes, you all sleep anyway Cough. " Qin Ma suddenly coughed loudly, "yes, it's good."

Qin Guanglin's heart thumped, "you What are you talking about? "

"No, nothing."

Qin mother as if nothing had happened to eat two mouthfuls of vegetables, raised her eyes to see Qin Guanglin's appearance, "what's the matter with you?"

"I have nothing to do with her." Qin Guanglin's dry explanation.

"I didn't say what you had." Qin Ma looks innocent, "what are you anxious to explain?"

"You said..."

Qin Guang Linton live, suspicious way: "that day I sleep on the sofa..."

"Well, I got up in the middle of the night and found you missing." Mother Qin gave him a glance.

"I was..."

"Come on, don't explain. Eat quickly."

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