Sketches are quick to draw, but tinkering takes more time. Qin Guanglin stayed in the studio all afternoon, and only in the evening he heaved a sigh of relief and put away his pens to admire his finally completed works.
The person in the painting is wearing a small floral apron, his hair is tied into a ball behind his head, a small strand of hair hangs down on his forehead, he is holding a shovel in one hand and a pot in the other, a smile can be seen on his side face, with a relaxed look Cheerful looking cooking.
Qin Guanglin also thought about what his future partner would look like, like blond hair and black silk with big waves, long legs, plump buttocks and a small waist. one like that.
At this moment, looking at the drawing board in front of him, Qin Guanglin suddenly realized what is the best - not gorgeous and enchanting, but a steady stream of water.
The outside is all empty, even if she eats into a big fat man of two hundred catties, that is the best.
Such a good person cannot be let go, if you miss it, it is impossible to meet another one... Qin Guanglin suddenly felt that the progress of the two of them was a bit slow, and he had an urge to tie her tightly to his side.
"It's time to eat." Mother Qin knocked on the door.
"coming."
Qin Guanglin put down his pen and walked out of the studio. For dinner, Qin's mother bought fritters and watermelon.
He took a bite of the fritters, hesitated for a moment and said, "Mom."
"Um?"
"Why don't I marry you?" Qin Guanglin looked at Qin's mother.
Holding the fritters, Qin's mother suspected that she had heard wrong, "What?"
"Why don't I marry you?" Qin Guanglin said again.
"..."
"..."
"Then why don't you talk to others." Qin Ma frowned, not knowing where he made a mistake, "What's the use of talking to me?"
"It's just... don't you agree?" Qin Guanglin was a little confused by Qin's mother's words. He must tell his family about this kind of thing, right
"Then what if I disagree?" Mother Qin took a bite of the watermelon, leaned back on the chair, and put on a face of a melon-eating crowd.
"..." Qin Guanglin scratched his head, "Then I will marry, whether you agree or not, I will marry."
"Then why don't you talk to me." Qin's mother rolled her eyes, "If you want to marry someone, you don't necessarily agree."
"I don't care, you have to help me." Qin Guanglin took a big bite of the fritters, he had already risked it all, and became shameless, "That's your future daughter-in-law."
"Are you sure it's her?"
"Sure."
"No regrets?"
"No regrets."
"Go after you if you like, I won't interfere with you." Mother Qin sighed, "Why not be a good girl, if you want to marry someone, you have to be nice to her."
"You can see it too?" Qin Guanglin grinned while biting the fritters, "I don't think there is anything better."
"I saw her the first time I saw her." Qin's mother looked disdainful, "I eat more salt than you eat. Isn't my vision much better than yours?"
"Then give me some advice." Qin Guanglin felt that it would be impossible to rely on himself, "How to marry her back?"
"He's still in school, so you should accumulate some virtue." Qin's mother didn't know why he was flustered, and suddenly became so anxious, "I warn you, don't make such a mess, or I won't spare you."
"What mess can I make?" Qin Guanglin took a bite of the watermelon, then thought for a while and said, "Do I have to meet her family first?"
"It's not nonsense, not only to meet, but also to get people to agree to marry your daughter."
Qin Guanglin was worried, as if he couldn't marry He Wu back for a while, what to do.
"You have to think about it." Qin's mother was worried, and she instructed: "Marriage is not a play, it is a new family, and even I will be a half-outsider by then. time to regret."
"How come, it will be a big family, including her parents." Qin Guanglin felt that he had already made up his mind, put down the half-eaten fritters and ran to wash his hands, and then took out the painting he had just drawn in the studio to Mother Qin looked.
"Yesterday, I saw her cooking and I really liked it. You see, I think I want this one. If I miss her, I won't be able to find a second one like this."
Qin Ma pouted, "I just want someone to cook for you for the rest of my life?"
"no!"
Qin Guanglin didn't know how to describe that feeling. After thinking for a while, he couldn't find the words, so he simply put the painting in the bedroom, and then ran out to eat again, "Anyway, it's like liking, this is love, you don't understand."
"Tch, you know shitty love." Mother Qin felt funny looking at him, "You just want to cook delicious food."
"I don't care, I wash the dishes when she cooks, shell the eggs when she eats, pour water when she washes her feet, she... I just like it!"
"Peel one off first and have a look. Everyone will say that your dad said he washed the dishes every day, so what happened afterwards?" Qin's mother continued to disdain, this kid is bewitched.
How can it be so easy to marry someone else? It's only been a few days? Maybe one day they quarreled and broke up, Xiaonian was impetuous, thinking about it would come out as soon as he thought about it.
"I've decided to go to work in a few days and start making money first."
"Find a job?"
"I found it. I passed the interview today. I will go to work in a few days."
"do what?"
"The studio for drawing comics looks pretty good." Qin Guanglin made a gesture: "After the probationary period, a month's basic salary of 7,000 plus performance."
Qin's mother frowned slightly when she heard the salary, "It's almost the same as you at home."
"Being able to receive manuscripts when you are free after work is called increasing income and reducing expenditure." Qin Guanglin explained, "I spend most of my time idle now, and going to work is equivalent to earning an extra salary."
If you are serious about painting for a client who is requesting a draft, the most complicated thing can be done in a day or two. The fee for a piece of work mainly depends on the purpose and amount of use, as well as the artist's own level. This line is still a mental work.
If you can sign it, you can take an order for a few hundred yuan. If you don’t sign it, the price will be high. The income of two or three orders is worth the salary of the studio. At present, he only accepts two or three orders a month without signing. draft.
"Okay, okay, just be careful not to get tired." Qin's mother didn't understand his painting, so she didn't care about it.
"It's all trivial."
When Qin Guanglin was full, he collected the skin of the melon, threw it in the kitchen trash can, and went back to his room.
Chatting with He Wu for a few words, he didn't dare to reveal his idea of marrying someone quickly, because he was afraid of scaring her, and because he was cowardly, he only dared to think for himself, at most he would tell Mother Qin to ask for advice.
Holding the picture of Chef He cooking and looking at it for a while, Qin Guanglin pressed it under the glass of the tabletop, and the photo taken by the two of them on the roller coaster last time was also pressed under it, so that no matter whether they are using the computer or reading a book at the desk , as long as you look down, you can see it.
For those who have no way to meet her, it is good to look at photos and paintings.
(end of this chapter)