Nothing special happened in the next two days.

Ding Shuo and Gao Zirui get up early and go to bed late, and are busy with the super realistic oil painting of Longan Platinum Palace.

The entire painting process was quite smooth and was coming to an end.

During the painting period, Chen Banjin came to the scene several times and praised Ding Shuo and Gao Zirui's painting skills and gave him extremely high praise. He spoke "master" at once, making the two people extremely comfortable.

"Zi Rui, get me a large wolf gui."

"Okay, then..."

During the painting process, the two cooperated very well.

For a moment, the two seemed to return to the days they were in the studio at the same time. Although they were boring, they were full of joy.

Ding Shuo took the Lang Gui pen and raised his hand to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead. Gao Zirui helped him, which really saved a lot of time.

Next, he dipped the tip of the pen a little black and a little titanium dioxide to over-highlight the eyelashes of the woman in the painting, making the eyelashes look more three-dimensional and natural.

I have to say that since I was proficient in 10% of the soul techniques of Master Hagor, Ding Shuo's painting level has been raised to a new level.

When a person concentrates on doing something, time always passes very quickly. Before he knows it, the sky outside the window gradually darkens.

Ding Shuo stood on the lift without any rushingness and was calm. Although he had been drawing with his arms raised for nearly four hours, his hand holding the thread-tip was not trembling at all.

In Gao Zirui's words, it's "You guys are a stable group now"!

Ding Shuo hooked the last eyelash of the wedding woman in the picture with a highlight, then he ended steadily, handed the tool in his hand to Gao Zirui, gently shook his sore and swollen wrist twice, and the handsome face became a little more proud.

In fact, the super realistic oil painting he wrote has long reached the acceptance standards.

But he felt that time was still good, and based on the principle of striving for excellence, he wanted to make this painting more perfect. After all, the content of the task of "Task 1" today was praised by Charming Urban Design Director He Chaoran.

Although that old guy looks amiable on the surface and gives people a feeling of spring breeze, he is actually a nitpicking, strict and harsh old man.

Even works like Chen Banjin designed by a genius are "sloppy", "just do", "barely forceful", "general"...

"It's so perfect! I don't think you need to apply varnish." Gao Zirui looked up and admired the work. The woman in the painting was about to appear. Whether it was the details or the whole, it gave people a very strong visual shock.

Even if the tutor Zhu Shi comes over, I am afraid I can't believe it. This is drawn by his two students, right?

"Since Party A has prepared the varnish, the last process is also indispensable..." Ding Shuo felt a little tired and picked up a bottle of amber varnish. It seemed that the ratio was a top-grade varnish made of turpentine oil and amber powder.

"But..." Gao Zirui frowned slightly. He knew very well that an oil painting had to be dried naturally for more than half a year. Only after the picture was completely dry could it be painted with varnish.

Ding Shuo smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry, the mountain man has his own tricks!"

In fact, he and Chen Banjin had discussed this issue a long time ago, and the other party also admitted that the construction period was indeed a bit tight, and if conditions did not allow it, this last step could be omitted.

But the next day, Ding Shuo caught a black jade ring with the special effect of "quick drying".

That is the one he wore on his little finger with his right hand.

Although a crack appears on the surface of the ring every time it is used, for oil painting creators who have a tight construction period, this thing is simply a gift from God.

Because he had done experiments, as long as he was wearing this thing to paint, no matter how thick the paint was, no matter how thick the texture was, the content of the painting would magically dry naturally and quickly the next day.

so……

He didn't want to leave any regrets on the painting.

"Ba!Ba!Ba!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Ding Shuo finished speaking, a burst of applause came from behind him.

The two were startled and turned around in a hurry. Only then did they realize that He Chaoran and Qiu Yutong had arrived at the painting scene at some point, and had been standing behind them without knowing it and enjoying it for a long time.

"Director He? Why are you here?" Ding Shuo put away the fatigue on his face and smiled and greeted him.

He Chaoran narrowed his eyes: "I happened to pass by, so I came here to take a look. I saw that you were more dedicated to the paintings, so I didn't bother you. Judging from this situation, it's almost done, right?"

Ding Shuo nodded: "Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, the construction will be completed tomorrow. But you are here just in time. See which place needs to be modified?"

"Modification? That's not necessary! Although your paintings are not as exaggerated as Banjin said, they are beyond my expectations." He Chaoran said, taking his eyes off the oil painting and falling on Ding Shuo's clean and handsome cheeks. "Actually, I'm here this time, in addition to checking your project progress, there is something else I want to confirm with you personally..."

He Chaoran lived in his fifties and struggled in the home improvement industry. He has reached this position today. He has seen countless people, but he has never seen many young people like Ding Shuo who are both good-looking and excellent.

He could even foresee that Ding Shuo would definitely not be the kind of big-name figure that can be measured by money in ten years.

So when he came, he still swears to his assistant Qiu Yutong that as long as the price is right, there is no one he cannot conquer, but after he truly saw Ding Shuo's painting talent, he was not sure.

After all, not even any mentor can control a thousand-mile horse of this level.

Ding Shuo was stunned: "If you have something to say, you might as well say it."

He Chaoran patted Ding Shuo on the shoulder and smiled: "Haha, don't be so nervous. Actually, Banjin mentioned it to you once last time. I want to invite you to join our charming city."

Ding Shuo: "This..."

He Chaoran: "Don't worry about the treatment and ensure that your annual income is above two million."

Damn, two million???

Gao Zirui, who was standing beside him, was uneasy and secretly swallowed.

Ding Shuo looked calm and unmoved. He cleared his voice and was about to say no.

He Chaoran, who was keen on the brink of light, smiled and said, "Don't give me the answer so quickly, you might as well think about it for a few more days."

Since the other party said that, Ding Shuo had to shut up and nodded with a smile.

In the evening, the sunset slants.

Ding Shuo and Gao Zirui rode a motorcycle and rode slowly along the moat towards Liuyun Community.

Gao Zirui was still immersed in the shock of one million: "Da Shuo, an annual salary of two million, dahhh, how many paintings do you have to sell to earn a million? Do you really want to reject him?"

Ding Shuo said without looking back: "This is not a matter of much money. I just don't want to do things under He Chaoran's hands. I'm too uncomfortable..."

Gao Zirui nodded: "That's true, that old guy looks very sinister."

Ding Shuo: "Forget it, let's not talk about this for now, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Gao Zirui: "I don't have much appetite, why don't we go back first and order takeout when we are hungry."

Ding Shuo nodded: "It's OK."

The two returned to the rental house, turned on the air conditioner, and played with their cell phones.

Gao Zirui took it out of the refrigerator and heard Coke, and tilted it to the living room sofa, and his body occupied the entire sofa.

Ding Shuoze returned to the bedroom, lay on the bed, put his stomach on his pillow, turned on the phone, clicked on the black icon, and entered the world of fishing for the rich...

For some reason, after the hidden task is completed to 99%, there is no prompt.

It seems like running memory is insufficient and it is stuck.

...

(I posted a 100,000-word thank-you chapter yesterday. I deleted it for fear that it would affect the reading experience of readers who like to listen to books. But don’t worry, Guagua will remember every name that appears in this book.

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