Reborn as a great painter, with a system, you can be willful

Chapter 88: Do you want revenge? The mission begins (please read)
Hotel suite.

"Jiang Zhe, were there any girls chasing you when you were in school?" Sister Liao leaned on the sofa, staring at Jiang Zhe. After adapting to Jiang Zhe's painting style, she found that even chatting would not affect Jiang Zhe's creation, so she started to find topics.

"Yes." Jiang Zhe responded simply, without stopping his hands.

"Are you the best painter in the class?"

Jiang Zhe said: "Students studying art are not willing to give in to each other."

Sister Liao laughed so hard that her body shook. "Yes, I have seen some painters, that's it. So, in your class, is there anyone who dislikes you or hates you?"

Jiang Zhe replied: "There must be people who hate me. There may be people who hate me."

"Have you ever had a girlfriend?"

Jiang Zhe said: "Keep it secret."

Sister Liao didn't expect to get such a reply, "Tell me, what kind of girl do you like?"

Jiang Zhe smiled and said, "Pretty, with a good figure, gentle and virtuous..."

As he spoke, he picked up the sketchbook, looked at it for a while, tore the finished work out of the sketchbook and placed it on the painting box.

There are already more than a dozen relatively complete sketches placed next to the painting box.

He sketched Sister Liao, imitating Menzel's techniques, combining lines and surfaces, and using rubbing brushes to create texture and atmosphere.

"Sister Liao, take a look, which one do you like?"

Sister Liao walked closer with light steps, scanning the many sketches.

She pointed to one of them and said, "I like this one."

The works she pointed out were very clever in their angles of subject matter.

In the painting, she is leaning on the sofa in a very relaxed posture, with her feet hanging naturally and one hand supporting her chin.

The special texture of charcoal and rubbing pencil makes the character's expression, especially the eyes, very vivid.

People who look at the painting will feel that the woman in the painting is staring at you.

Jiang Zhe took out the colored chalk and drew a color draft on a new piece of paper.

In the process of adjusting the color relationship and light and shadow, he used a front light source to minimize the shadows in the picture to express a sweet feeling.

Sweetness was his first impression of Sister Liao. Although Sister Liao's beauty was more than just this, Jiang Zhe always captured the most important feeling to portray her.

To be more specific, it is somewhat similar to Renoir's style and tone in depicting women.

In order to show Sister Liao's unique beauty and highlight her fair skin, Jiang Zhe also arranged flowers and green plants around the character as a foil.

After the pastel painting was completed, Jiang Zhe looked at it for a moment and then asked Sister Liao for her opinion.

Sister Liao turned her gaze from the painting to Jiang Zhe. "It's a good painting. Well, you don't have to draw the clothes."

Jiang Zhe thought, so straightforward? "Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"What are you afraid of? I'll hang it in the bedroom, you can see it for yourself."

Jiang Zhe smiled and said, "I can draw, but if I draw a picture like this for you, I'm afraid Mr. Wei will hate me to death."

"Are you scared?" Sister Liao stared at Jiang Zhe with a smile.

Jiang Zhe said: "If he provokes me, I will not swallow my anger, but I am an ordinary student after all, there is no need to provoke trouble."

"Have a drink with me, and I'll help you analyze this matter."

Jiang Zhe spread out his hands, which were covered with carbon powder and toner. "I'm going to wash my hands."

After washing his hands, he washed his face with cold water to calm himself down, and finally decided to listen to what Sister Liao had to say.

"We have champagne and wine. Which one do you like?" asked Sister Liao.

Jiang Zhe returned to the living room: "I like to drink champagne, not dry wine."

Sister Liao took out two champagne glasses and poured the clear wine into them. "I used to like photography, but after seeing your paintings, I really understood why painters still exist after the advent of photography. Someone once told me that photography only replaced the painters' function of taking pictures, but could not replace the ability to create and refine beauty. I wonder if I understand it correctly?"

Jiang Zhe took the cup. Although he didn't hear what he really cared about, he continued the conversation. "You understand it correctly. The process of painting is the process of processing, refining and reorganizing the materials in reality. The painters have different expression methods, and the effects they show vary greatly. But in the end, they are all emotional expression and information transmission."

Sister Liao clinked glasses with Jiang Zhe, took a sip of wine, and said slowly: "I got to know you through Xiao Ning, but I never told you about my situation.

I work in human resources at Lanyang Group." Jiang Zhe said, "I've heard of it. It's a local state-owned enterprise."

Sister Liao continued, “You’ve met Lao Wei. The last time we met, he was my husband, and now he’s my ex.

This guy is capable and likes to scheme. He used my connections to become the vice president of their group.

He appears gentle on the surface, but he is actually narrow-minded and holds grudges. If you say something against him, he will remember it and look for an opportunity to retaliate.

No matter what you do now, even if you try to mediate or give in, you can’t change his mind. He will definitely use some despicable tricks.”

After saying that, she stared into Jiang Zhe's eyes.

Jiang Zhe looked at her silently.

After a moment, Sister Liao laughed out loud: "Don't worry, he borrowed my connections, but I can also prevent him from borrowing those connections. If you find something wrong, just call me directly."

Jiang Zhe said, "I understand."

Sister Liao stared at Jiang Zhe with burning eyes: "I want to ask you something, tell me the truth."

Jiang Zhe said: "Well~it depends on the situation."

Sister Liao asked, "Old Wei spoke to you like that, and he might even embarrass you because of this matter. Are you angry?"

Jiang Zhe said: "Of course I'm angry."

"Have you ever thought about taking revenge on him?"

"I thought about it."

Sister Liao pressed on: "How do you want to take revenge on him?"

Jiang Zhe said: "Let him go bankrupt, be abandoned, and be fired, it's just a thought."

Sister Liao crossed her legs and said, "It is indeed difficult to achieve. So, have you ever thought of another way, such as venting your anger on his ex-wife?"

Jiang Zhe's heartbeat quickened. It was impossible for him not to be tempted at this moment. "Are you testing me? I can't stand the temptation."

"Why not give it a try?" Sister Liao lifted her hair with her hands, her voice becoming more and more magnetic.

Jiang Zhe scratched his hair and made a quick assessment: "I have all the desires that normal people have, and they are even stronger. However, I like mutual affection, and mixing it with other things is not good." He was mainly worried that it was not safe here and that he was afraid of being recorded.

"I didn't realize you were so innocent. Do you want to stay tonight?"

Jiang Zhe shook his head: "I want to go home for dinner."

He felt it was not appropriate to continue the conversation. "Sister Liao, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave and go back to perfect this painting before you take a look at it."

"Okay, I won't keep you here."

Jiang Zhe walked out of the hotel door, sweating all over.

He turned around and looked towards the window of Sister Liao's room.

There seemed to be someone there.

At the same time, Sister Liao was standing in front of the window, staring at Jiang Zhe.

She saw Jiang Zhe walking away and bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth.

Jiang Zhe went home to eat, and then returned to the studio with Xiao Ka.

The scenes from today's experience emerged in his mind. He had no choice but to improve the manuscript to avoid random thoughts.

After he draws a detailed sketch, the system gives a prompt.

Players used Liao Qiuyue as a model and created works that reached high-quality level.

Get a chance to enter the lottery.

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