Chapter 74 Chen Feier insisted and asked Zhao Cheng to demonstrate in person
"what's the situation?"
Looking at a room full of paintings, especially the kind of paintings that emancipate one's nature, even Zhao Cheng, who has experienced many battles and has experienced a lot, feels a little dizzy.
This feeling reminded Zhao Cheng of the first time he entered a public bathhouse when he was a child, and when he looked around, it was all white.
If the painter were of average skill, it would be fine, but Filia Chen's painting skills are exquisite. Not only did he draw the posture of the characters, but also the facial expressions and eyes of the characters were so lifelike that they looked like living people at first glance.
Filia Chen thought for a while, but did not answer immediately. She walked to the door of the inner room and said, "Mom, go out and bask in the sun."
Zhao Cheng reminded: "It's night now."
"Oh..." Filia Chen said again: "Mom, go out and enjoy the moon."
Mrs. Chen walked out, glanced at Zhao Cheng without saying hello, and then walked out without looking away.
Zhao Cheng could feel that Mrs. Chen was embarrassed to even breathe when she stayed in the outer room.
That's right, the house is full of paintings like this, and they were painted by my own daughter...
Mrs. Chen couldn't stand it.
Zhao Cheng suggested: "How about I arrange for your mother to go to Yasu Manor and find something for her to do."
"Let's not talk about it for now." Filia Chen walked straight to a painting in the corner and said, "I think there is something wrong with this painting."
Zhao Cheng liked Filia Chen's serious and focused attitude towards doing things, so he stopped mentioning Mrs. Chen and looked at the painting seriously.
In the painting, there is a couple, the man is lying on his back, the woman is...
"I have finished painting all the seventy-two movements of the Northern School, and there is no doubt about it. But the thirty-six movements of the Southern School are very strange. There are some movements that I don't quite understand, but I can still draw them. But for this one, I
I really don’t know how to close the pen.”
Zhao Cheng thought the painting was quite good and he could see it clearly. He asked, "Do you think there is something wrong with it?"
Filia Chen looked at the painting and said seriously: "How can the woman in this painting spin? This is so fake!"
Zhao Cheng choked.
It turns out that I was struggling with this, so stupid!
Zhao Cheng said patiently: "Actually, it's possible. If you think it's not possible, it's because you haven't tried it..."
Filia Chen looked around, walked to a long table, removed the debris on it, looked at Zhao Cheng and said: "Boss, come here, let's try it now and solve the problem on the spot."
"Don't make trouble..."
"Boss, I'm not making trouble, I'm talking about work with you, very seriously!"
Filia Chen frowned and said: "If I can't convince myself, the things I draw will have no soul!"
Zhao Cheng pointed at the painting and said, "Actually, you don't have to be so serious when painting this thing..."
"Then boss, please hire another Gao Ming. My mother and I will go back to the Criminal Department!"
"No, no, no, no..." Zhao Cheng waved his hands. He knew Filia Chen's temper. He valued painting more than his life. After hesitating for a moment, he walked to the long table and lay down on his back.
"Come on, take a picture of the feeling in the painting, come here quickly."
Work is sacred. Filia Chen was not shy about this ambiguous action. She sat on Zhao Cheng generously and asked, "What next?"
Zhao Cheng grabbed Filia Chen's waist with both hands and said: "Bow down slowly and keep it level."
After Filia Chen adjusted her posture, Zhao Cheng used force to rotate Filia Chen's waist, and Filia Chen immediately spun around Zhao Cheng.
"Look, isn't this done?"
"wrong."
Filia Chen looked back at the painting and said, "There are no clothes in the painting."
"Stop playing big girl!!" Zhao Cheng sat up and said, "It's just a demonstration, there's no need to be so serious!"
Filia Chen held Zhao Cheng's chest, pushed him back on the table, and said, "I'm new to this, but I've already painted all the seventy-two styles of the Northern School. Do you really think I don't understand anything?"
?Wearing clothes and not wearing clothes are completely different things!"
"I just want to know if I can move around without any clothes on!"
Zhao Cheng was speechless.
This girl wants real ammunition!
He still remembered the sickly look when he saw Filia Chen for the first time, as if he had seen Lin Daiyu.
But now for art and painting... who is still Lin Daiyu?
She is simply a crazy woman!
"Boss, don't worry about hurting me, and don't think about anything else. I said that I will only serve you, boss, in this life, so whether the boss is willing or not, my people are yours."
Filia Chen began to undress: "Boss, please believe me. After personal experience, I will definitely be able to draw better works."
"This is my first job for my boss, I must do my best!"
Zhao Cheng also quickly undressed and said, "Why are you doing this?"
Filia Chen said: "Yang Cai'e is writing a book opposite. She is writing very well now, and Cao Bichang's reputation is getting bigger and bigger. She can make money for her boss, and so can I! I don't want to lose to her!"
Zhao Cheng understood. It turned out that there was such a relationship.
When Zhao Cheng rejected Filia Chen, he said that Filia Chen was not as good-looking as Yang Cai'e. Although Filia Chen didn't show it at the time, she must have been deeply hurt in her heart, right?
This is to make up for it in other aspects!
Zhao Cheng thinks this is not a bad thing. The people below just need to compete so that their work will be more efficient.
Employees are so enthusiastic. As the boss, why would Zhao Cheng dampen the enthusiasm of his employees?
It’s all for work!
The night breeze blew gently, teasing the small mulberry tree in the courtyard of the study house.
The silkworm bites a small hole in the mulberry leaf and crawls its body through it.
A wild cat jumped down from the eaves, raised its head and barked, then disappeared without a trace in the darkness.
Filia Chen lay down next to Zhao Cheng sweating profusely and said: "It turns out it really works!"
Zhao Cheng closed his eyes and said: "This kind of thing is not made up randomly, it is the crystallization of human wisdom."
"It's just too much effort."
"Can you continue painting now?"
"Okay!" Filia Chen's eyes shone and she said, "As long as it is real, I can make it more realistic than the real thing!"
"I believe this." Zhao Cheng sat up and handed the clothes to Filia Chen.
"Wait a minute!" Filia Chen jumped off the table and ran over quickly, holding a bronze mirror in her hand.
Zhao Cheng asked: "What do you want to do again?"
Filia Chen pushed Zhao Cheng down again, put the bronze mirror into his hand, and said: "I only noticed your expression just now, but I couldn't see my own appearance."
Zhao Cheng felt his waist tighten and said, "What do you mean..."
"Again!"
Filia Chen sat on it without hesitation: "Hold the mirror, I want to observe the woman's expression."