C429 Was the Painting Really That Bad
C429 Was the Painting Really That Bad
Huo Niannian gave a meaningful "oh," as she used a eraser to wipe away the stroke that she had drawn wrongly. Her movements were very careful, as if she was treating some treasure.
Her index and thumb used the eraser to rub against it and then blew on it to redraw it. It was gentle, meticulous, and beautiful. . .
At this moment, Mu Li admitted that he was tempted.
"Since you said that I can't tempt you, then forget it. When this painting is finished, I will eat it myself. Then I won't be coming back. However, that shop was a century-old shop, and it was said to be very difficult to find. Eating a meal can take three months. . . Tsk tsk, the authentic one. It was simply a delicacy in the human world. Fresh little Chicky, use your fire. . . "
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Mu Li licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue and narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"I promise to let you stay. "
"Really?!" Although it was expected, Huo Niannian was still very happy. She knew that even if it was not for food, just because she was Old Master Cheng's granddaughter, Mu Li had to agree.
"It's true, but if you don't come these few days, your salary will be deducted!" Mu Li said.
"Ah? You're not that petty, are you? . . . I'm sick and hospitalized. I don't deduct money from my sick leave. . . " Huo Niannian rolled her eyes. She instantly felt that Mu Li was too petty.
But in exchange, Mu Li said coldly, "It's fine even if you don't deduct money. "
Huo Niannian was just about to cheer when Mu Li instantly added, "Then you can pay for the rest of the food. "
"Then it's better to deduct money. "
Who knew if Mu Li, this man, would change his way of asking him to treat him to a crab! It was the kind that only cost a few thousand yuan. Mu Li was afraid that he could eat her until she went bankrupt. Oh, no, she would go bankrupt if she ate two crabs.
But the matter of taking a leave of absence had passed. Huo Niannian was really happy in her heart.
She took Gu Tingshen, who had just finished painting, down with satisfaction. It was actually just a simple sketch, but Mu Li suddenly stopped her. "Wait. "
"What's the matter?"
" Didn't you often say that I don't care about you? I'll guide you now. " Mu Li raised his head.
"The way you hold the brush is wrong. You look at me. You should do it this way. Don't think that it's enough just because the picture is beautiful. No one will look at your posture when painting. What they want to see is your business ability!"
Huo Niannian liked to draw when she was young, but she randomly drew it. There were still many mistakes that needed to be corrected. However, Huo Niannian did not expect Mu Li to be really strict. . .
"Also, look at the glasses you drew. Are you going to kill someone? It was as if he had a grudge with everyone. Or is it that Gu Tingshen is always like this? "
" Huo Niannian, you are painting. Are you sure you are an adult? Why do I feel that your painting skill is the same as a kindergarten's?"
. . . ""
Huo Niannian stood by the side with her head lowered. She felt like a primary school student listening to a teacher's lecture.
Was it really that bad?
Why did she feel like she could still see the paintings?
"What's with that look in your eyes? Are you not convinced?"
"I'm submitting to you. Please continue. " Huo Niannian adhered to the principle of learning the technique first. She nodded quietly and listened to Mu Li's reprimand.
Thus, an hour later, the originally 70% similar painting actually became 90% similar under Mu Li's guidance and lubrication. . .