Blind Dating With A Pretty Man - Chapter 90

“Mr. Fang, you should spend your time on drawing. You can’t draw comics all the time.”

Fang Zheng lowered his head to drink a cup of tea. After he finished painting, he didn’t think about creating. Drawing comics is just a little itchy. Xu Haodong let him mainly relax. Painting is entertainment. These days are very special. He just idles away.

Some people asked the engineering team how much it would cost to build such a bridge. Then they sent villagers’ representatives to the town government. When Xu Haodong said that he had raised money, he gave Xu Haodong his card to drink tea in the teahouse. When business was best, Fang could draw six or seven character sketches a day and earn hundreds of yuan. He had a very fast day.

Every painting Fang Zheng painted, he would take photos as a memento, and there were manuscripts. The agent would give him a picture album to include many paintings. The big pictures and the small ones are on the table.

Xu Haodong saw Fang Zheng’s paintings for the first time. After graduating from University, Fang Zheng gave up his major and began to study painting, which means that he went to university in vain. He began to study systematically with his teacher during his college years. After graduation, he studied with his teacher for several years. At the age of 26, he returned to Tengyun town. At that time, his paintings participated in the competition with the recommendation of his teacher and won a one After that, he went back to Tengyun town to develop.

His parents strongly opposed it, but there was no way to stop it.

The first prize winning painting was scratched when the thief stole it last time. It can’t be sold even if it is repaired.

Starting with this first prize painting, Fang contends that every painting should be photographed.

How can we say that Xu Haodong doesn’t know the strokes, the genres, and the meaning of “from raw to mature”. Anyway, he thinks that the latest paintings are good-looking.

The bleak autumn and the stillness of winter are all in his paintings. Even the scenery of spring makes people not feel full of vitality, especially depressed, looking at the panic of heart blocking.

Fang Zheng explained to Xu Haodong that the snow is very simple. The snowflakes are sprinkled with white paint, and then they are thrown up at random, just like the snowflakes. This painting is called Jun buries the spring under the mud to sell the bone, I send the human world to be covered with snow.

Or the old house, the rickety old man, the sad face.

Anyway, how to see how the heart blocked flustered, you can make people sigh a lot of unhappy things that kind of feeling.

More normal is the landscape, mountains and rivers, almost can distinguish this is the scenery around Tengyun town.

The happiest one is this year’s one. It’s obvious that you can feel the brightness of the color, the lightness of the painting, and more content. The most dazzling one is the painting he painted for Xu Haodong. The amazing thing is the ten meter long roll.

Fang Cong said that if you look at his paintings, you can see the mood changes of Fang Zheng.

Xu Haodong saw it from the beginning to the end and felt that it was so. Fang Zheng was in a good mood and could see everything he drew.

As a matter of fact, I can see from his ten meter long picture that at the beginning, the Elves were in line with what they should be. On the two days when they quarreled the most, the elves mandrills he painted were a little evil, and later they were very cheerful. The expression is rich.

He is a person whose mood changes easily affect his paintings.

“I think that when you are in a good mood, all your paintings look good.”

Xu Haodong pointed to the ten meter scroll he had finished.

“Look at the mountain demon in the middle. How cheerful the smile on his face is. It’s like sleeping well and dressing up to meet his sweetheart. There’s light in his eyes.”

Fang Zhengyi smiles. The mountain demon was painted when he had a cold. At that time, his mood suddenly brightened.

The mountain demon is the most important part of this painting. He can’t feel it all the time. He’s in a bad mood and his paintings are absent-minded. Jiang Xiaobai reproaches him many times. When his mood changes, the mountain demon originally opens his eyes and stares at the East. He draws it with a slight drooping eyes and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. It seems that he is thinking about something sweet. He also deliberately paints a little more light pink on the mountain demon’s face, which is very meaningful A very shy feeling, “you can draw this kind of very happy painting in the future, how beautiful it is.”

Fang Zheng nodded.

“Didn’t they go to the town government? The town government won’t let the bridge be built. “We need to wait for unified planning.”

Xu Haodong chatted with Fang Zheng.

“That’s development.”

“The people in the town are thinking about it like this. The money raised is useless and they all send it back. According to the town government, even if the bridge is to be built, the money of the villagers will not be used. It is necessary to build a simple bridge with the same shape as Tengyun town. Do you know that Tengyun town is buying houses these days? ”

Fang Zheng shakes his head. Although he has been drinking tea and painting in the teahouse these two days, he is also playing. He is very idle. Sometimes he hears them talking and sometimes he listens to music with headphones.

“Didn’t you give me money to buy a shop? At the beginning, I used 1.2 million yuan to buy four shops, plus uncle Cha’s teahouse. I spent less than 1.5 million yuan. Yesterday, someone asked me if the teahouse was for sale. I offered more than 800000 yuan for this teahouse. ”

“So fast?”

“One price a day.”Author gossip: this book is published exclusively by Liancheng reading, please do not reprint!