"What did you see? I want to know what you can see from your perspective?" Huang Yahan asked directly.

"It's better for us to draw her together. After drawing, it will be more obvious." Zhang Xi said.

"Okay." Huang Yahan nodded.

As long as it is related to improving her painting skills, she doesn't mind wasting some time.

It won't take much time to ask her to draw a maid.

"I guess your painting skills are better than me. I don't have much time, and you probably don't have much time."

She didn't want to waste time, nor did she want Zhang Xi to waste her precious time.

She wants to learn more during the day today.

The maid stood up and became a model, but was painted by Zhang Xi and Huang Yahan at the same time.

The maid stands in her usual state. She usually serves Huang Yahan a lot, but this seems to be the first time she has been used as a model to paint.

This way of painting made her a little nervous.

Usually, she almost always lowers her head in the mansion, and she rarely looks at her by the Huang family several times.

She often serves Huang Yahan, but she is a servant.

Maybe she hasn't been staring at her painting for a month or even more.

Huang Yahan listened to Zhang Xi's previous subtle observations and described it in detail, magnifying the maid's cramping through some expressions on her eyebrows, corners of her eyes, nose, and hands.

After successfully completing the painting, she nodded with satisfaction.

Almost a god-restored.

"Have you painted it?" Huang Yahan urged Zhang Xi and asked.

"Okay." Zhang Xi put down her pen.

Huang Yahan is very confident in her paintings. She wants to see how good Zhang Xi, who was preaching to her, can be.

She didn't believe that he could observe more carefully than herself.

When she walked over, she glanced at her and frowned: "Are you sure she was laughing just now? She has been with me for so many years, and I have never seen her laugh before."

"Are you sure she has never smiled before, or you have never taken her seriously, so you have never cared about her at all? When you brought me in, she smiled and greeted you." Zhang Xi asked back.

Those who stay by their side for a long time will lose interest in observing their subtle expressions, and sometimes they will ignore many important messages.

But more energy to observe is given to the enemy, even to the enemy.

So as an outsider, Zhang Xi could see the maid's sweet smile at first sight, but Huang Yahan couldn't see it.

"What we are painting now is her now, but she is not smiling now!" Huang Yahan argued.

She stared at the maid on Zhang Xi's painting. Whether it was expression management, expression, temperament, and body curves, she optimized it. She looked like an ordinary maid, but she was just an extraordinary lady.

Even the ordinary maid's clothing on her body was aggravated by Zhang Xi's coloring, and became more conspicuous.

Just from Zhang Xi's painting, the maid is no longer a maid, but a lady, or a fairy.

In her painting, the maid is still a maid, a very ordinary maid, a maid who is worried and afraid.

"Ask you a question..."

Zhang Xi originally wanted to ask the question to directly target the maid who was painted by them as a model, worried that it would cause unnecessary trouble for the maid, but she still didn't ask her the question, but instead asked Huang Yahan directly.

"Ask." Huang Yahan did not notice this subtle change. She didn't care too much about the details, and the detailed actions did not attract much attention from her.

"The question is, you are the model. Would you like this painting or such a painting?" Zhang Xi asked.

"I must be..." Huang Yahan was very impressed by her painting. She painted it, so there was no need to compare it.

Thinking from the perspective of others, if she painted herself, she would definitely like the painting Zhang Xi painted even more.

The drawings myself are very realistic, very real, and very detailed.

But it is precisely because of the too detailed that the maid, who was not very good-looking, became even uglier when presented from the painting.

She defended her painting: "But your painting is not realistic."

Zhang Xi smiled and said, "Two paintings, realistic and freehand paintings. Not to mention which one would the parties prefer, let you choose one for collection. Which one would you choose for a hundred years?"

"I..." Huang Yahan's eyes were circling back and forth in front of two painting tables this time.

She was hesitating.

In fact, she already had the answer in her heart.

In terms of collection value, Zhang Xi must have more collection value.

Whether it is the person involved, or the outsider who doesn't understand painting, the ordinary maid looks a lot more sweet and pure after having a kind and sunny smile. Not to mention stunning, it can definitely satisfy the imagination of most ordinary men.

She has visited many shops selling paintings. She knows what kind of paintings are more expensive and easier to sell.

Few collectors choose to collect a sad girl.

Perhaps there will be collectors who value the truth more.

But most people will choose to hang some pleasing paintings at home. After all, good-looking paintings will enhance the atmosphere in the room.

"Okay, you all go down. Next is private teaching time. You two have not paid the tuition fee, so you don't need to." Zhang Xi waved his hand and asked the two maids to go down first.

"Yes." The two maids followed the steps and immediately walked away.

They were worried because they were models and Huang Yahan lost in the middle of the competition, which was a shame for her.

If they are vented their anger, as servants, they can only accept the blow and punishment, even if they do nothing.

Only Zhang Xi and Huang Yahan were left in the study.

Zhang Xi came to the door and closed the door naturally.

From beginning to end, he did not show the state of discovering Huang Yahan's daughter, so this action would not be suspicious.

The two big men were locked up together, but after Zhang Xi took medicine to suppress her cultivation.

"What are you doing when you close the door?" Huang Yahan felt quite uncomfortable.

In previous paintings, she did not think that she had lost to Zhang Xi in painting skills. Her painting skills were much better than Zhang Xi's detailed descriptions.

Losing is losing because of opportunism.

Without that kind of opportunity, Zhang Xi would definitely not be able to win himself.

I felt a little dissatisfied.

Her desire for victory or defeat is still very strong. She will definitely be unhappy after losing, and her tone of speaking is not that good.

"Teaching some more private courses." Zhang Xi narrowed her eyes.
Chapter completed!