Say what, what do you have to say, right Shuran. "
Zhou Jiaojiao wrinkled her nose, "You really have no skin and no face."
She gave Huang Dan another piece of candy, instead of lychees, replaced it with an apple, "Hurry up and eat, my dad just bought it for me tonight, it's very sweet."
Huang Dan peeled it and put it in his mouth, it was really sweet, he felt a little nauseous, "Thank you."
Zhou Jiaojiao smiled, "You can help me change the painting later."
Huang Dan said yes.
Zhou Jiaojiao smiled even happier, she put the pencil upright in front of the three courtyards and five eyes, drawn a few lines on the paper, and began to draw the eyes.
This is Zhou Jiaojiao's habit. Every time she draws a human head, she draws the facial features first, and then spreads the painting up and down when the face is finished. This is wrong. The teacher said it, but she can't change it. .
With Huang Dan around, Zhou Jiaojiao would talk to him from time to time, and leaned her head in front of his painting.
"Shu Ran, your eyebrow shape is better than mine. How did you draw it? I think it looks better than the model's own."
"Shu Ran, lend me the eraser. I'll ask my dad to buy an eraser like yours tomorrow. It's very clean and very easy to use."
"… "
On the other side, Lin Mao got goosebumps, "Shen Liang, Jiaojiao doesn't like Shuran, right?"
Shen Liang was sketching the outline of the model, changed it twice, and said irritably, "I'm drawing, don't bullshit me."
Lin Mao pouted, "You are really getting bored."
Shen Liang's refill was broken, he threw the pencil away, changed it and continued to draw.
Lin Mao smacked his lips, turned his head and stopped talking to him.
Qi Fang was sitting on a chair, and he could see everyone's faces from his angle. His body didn't move, but his mouth kept moving. He was chatting with a few girls, saying that he knew how to look at pictures, etc. A stick figure that deceives a girl from a good family.
Lin Mao whispered, "There is someone who can blow better than me."
Huang Dan said, "Maybe he can really see pictures."
Lin Mao didn't believe it, "Let me tell you, this is a routine for picking up girls, and it's already outdated."
Huang Dan noticed that Qi Fang was looking over, and he looked straight up.
Qi Fang showed him a row of teeth, probably with a black face and a black beard. His teeth were especially white, as if he had been brushed dazzlingly white.
Zhou Jiaojiao, "Handsome guy, I'm drawing your mouth, can you put your teeth away? Otherwise I'm not good at drawing."
Qi Fang withdrew his smile and continued to be his model, "Beauty, do you want me to show you a picture?"
Zhou Jiaojiao said, "No."
Someone joked, "Jiaojiao's dad is waiting outside. Be careful that her dad comes in to greet you."
Qi Fang said solemnly, "That's right, I can show my uncle a picture, I'm very accurate, much more accurate than those old men in the City God Temple."
Everyone laughed, but I didn't expect Teacher Liu to join in the fun, "Show me."
Qi Fang pondered and said, "Mr. Liu's career will have a big impact this year, breaking the bank and eliminating the disaster."
Teacher Liu asked, "What else?"
Qi Fang said, "The distance is a little far, I can only see this."
Teacher Liu smiled and shook his head.
Qi Fang's eyes swept around, looking very bored, looking for something to pass the time, "Who else wants me to show him a picture?"
Lin Mao pointed to Shen Liang, "Show him."
Shen Liang's face sank, "Look at the fart!"
His roar sounded almost like a roar, destroying the relaxed atmosphere in the studio.
Teacher Liu rounded up the game.
Some people don't like this kind of fortune-telling thing, and their disgust is justifiable. Besides, Shen Liang is not the kind of person who is suitable for casual jokes.
Lin Mao's face was cold, and he got up and changed his position.
When Huang Dan saw Qi Fang looking at him again, he ignored it.
A private villa in the city of m is brightly lit.
Wang Qi was greeted warmly when he entered the door. He looked at the middle-aged man on the chair. He was in his fifties, well-dressed, and could be called a rich man.
Uncle Biao is always polite, "Officer Wang, dinner is ready, let's go to the front hall to eat."
Wang Qi just came to contact the family of the deceased. He didn't want to stay long. As a result, he unknowingly stayed here for a long time because he was looking at the sketches on the third floor. It was almost half past eight.
The front hall is bright and spacious, and there are exquisite western-style dinners on long tables.
Wang Qi is no stranger to it. The deceased is a rich princess in the eyes of her classmates. She lives with such a cousin, so she will not be bad in material terms.
Uncle Biao poured red wine for Wang Qi, "Officer Wang, this time about Xiao Wei, please trouble you."
Wang Qi said that there is no trouble or trouble