Wan Changsheng actually wants to draw the face of Mr. Du.

He has been thinking about this charm these two days. To be precise, Wan Changsheng had never seen such an expression before.

Simply put, it is arrogance, cold and disdainful arrogance.

To describe his reaction as sarcasm, he was a little shallow.

Because this attitude is hidden in seemingly polite speech, but in fact it keeps people from thousands of miles away.

Who dares to face the temple with this attitude around the Guanyin Temple, which is dozens of miles apart?

Who can have such complex expression skills?

Therefore, Du Wen's expression is still a bit of family tradition.

If a young boy is a middle-aged man who is condescendingly, he may have become extremely depressed or furious.

Even Du Wen shows the most embarrassing weakness of this age? She has not yet independent financially and has such a big deal of consumption.

But Wan Changsheng's heart was only touched by an artist, and he was even a little happy. If he didn't walk around and see, he could get in touch with such a rich variety of world situations.

If you ask him to draw a story about gods, ghosts, Buddhas and demons, I'm afraid you will have some new experiences in your eyes.

As for the power, status and money of being an official, Wan Changsheng just wanted to laugh in his heart.

The Guanyin Temple has seen many dynasties change, and officials have risen and risen, standing still, and the only things that have been endless are the only Buddhas of thousands of families.

He won't take it to heart.

Du Wen hung up the phone and said nothing.

But he didn't draw anymore, and sat on the sofa with his hands folded.

The white carved leather sofa with gold thread looks very magnificent and high-end.

Wan Changsheng looked at her dignified and peaceful Guanyin look, and wanted to take a photo and draw something.

But Du Wen's eyes kept on him, not knowing what she was thinking.

At night, he nodded for the first time and went to the bedroom to wash and go to bed early.

Early the next morning, I went to the branch test site of the School of Fine Arts of Qingjing University in Rongdu to take the professional school examination.

There are still three courses and three time periods.

But sketching is a bit difficult, and people are required to draw the avatar according to the photos. This time, Wan Changsheng paid attention to confirming on the spot. He could basically be in the same examination room as Du Wen, and he could also pay attention to each other's painting progress.

Drawing is still a little different than doing the college entrance examination questions, and it emphasizes the familiarity of the skills. Du Wen, who has been attacking for two months, followed the rhythm of Wan Changsheng's patience and slowly drew it, and the final effect was quite decent.

Sketching has the advantage of exam papers.

Originally, there is unlikely to be plagiarism in paintings, because there are great differences in brushwork, weight, and skills. It is easy to imitate others by copying them.

But Wan Changsheng is basically Du Wen’s master, so Du Wen will do whatever he draws.

Their brushwork styles are similar, and it is more important that Wan Changsheng and Death are stuck in what to do at every step, and accurately requires Du Wen to keep up.

So during the lunch break, Wan Changsheng gave Du Wen an encouraging look.

They didn't say much at this moment.

The breakfast was silent in the shop outside. The tacit understanding accumulated by the two of them during this life made them as usual without having to speak.

Several other cram students who rushed over to take the Qingmei school entrance examination asked when the two of them would go back to Jiangzhou. Everyone can go together. The high-speed rail will arrive in just over an hour.

Wan Changsheng explained: "I have to go home first, because it happens to be halfway back to Jiangzhou."

Since I bought makeup and skin care products worth 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, I don’t know what the shelf life is, so Wan Changsheng must take it back to his mother first. As for Du Wen, I don’t know what she is thinking about now.

Wan Changsheng doesn't speculate casually, or he deliberately makes himself calm.

Du Wen still didn't speak.

Sitting quietly in the tea restaurant, holding his chin with one hand, looking at Wan Changsheng with a quiet look.

Wan Changsheng was a little uncomfortable, but now he could calmly find a sketchbook from his pocket and wanted to draw Du Wen.

If you don’t find it, just use the ordering menu to draw it.

But the cram students were so excited that they put their things in their hands and squeezed them behind Wan Changsheng to watch, but no one dared to ask Du Wen to take off the mask.

But as soon as someone secretly took out his mobile phone to take a sketch of Wan Changsheng, Du Wen stood up as if nothing had happened and signaled Wan Changsheng to go out with her.

Several other cram students were so angry that they almost beat the guy who ruined the atmosphere!

Wan Changsheng guessed that Du Wen might say to herself.

Who knew that the two of them walked slowly along the street with French sycamore trees. Du Wen looked back casually and took out his cell phone to ask a young man on the side of the road who was also a candidate to take a photo.

Maybe the boy held up his cell phone and seemed to be doing artistic creation reminded her.

In front of the sycamore tree that was slightly bleak in winter, she took off her mask and shook her hair gently. She either tickled her long hair with charm, or shook her head casually to let her bangs and shawls loose naturally. Then she put her hands in her sports jacket pocket, stood in front of Wan Changsheng, gently leaned her head against his chest, and then smiled.

Wan Changsheng felt that the meaning of saying goodbye was particularly strong, so he stood there and only smiled, a little far-fetched.

The boy who helped take photos obviously had some composition skills. He quickly stuck out his butt, half-kneeled or even lay on the ground, using various postures to make a series of clatters and change angles!

Du Wen was a little caught off guard against this passerby who automatically added the show, but he kept his face and did his artistic creations casually. He even cooperated with tiptoe, bent his knees, turned his head and changed his expression.

Because every time this boy took a few photos, he would jump up and show Du Wen the results on the screen.

With Du Wen's picky eyes, she would think that this boy was a bit interesting when he took a photo.

If you can use your mobile phone, you will create results that are close to professional standards.

So there are more smiles on your face.

It also inspired the boy's enthusiasm for creation. When Wan Changsheng asked how long it would take to take a photo, he actually dared to ask if Du Wen could take a photo of her.

Du Wen turned against her extremely coldly again. Maybe she was really disgusted with her behavior of being obsessed with her appearance. She took the phone without saying anything and just waved her hand and refused.

On the contrary, Wan Changsheng felt a little apologized and said thank you to the boy: "I'm still a little nervous to take the exam today. I wish you can get good grades!"

The boy was also thick-skinned and immediately went up: "Are you here to take the exam for Qingmei? Which major are you?"

Wan Changsheng smiled: "Try it, I'll take a test of Shu Mei."

Du Wen reached out and pulled off his clothes, looked down at the photo on his phone and left.

Wan Changsheng also thanked him with his hands together and then followed: "This is what you said to me? You should be a little more kind to deal with people in the future."

Du Wen raised her phone: "I think this picture looks the most beautiful."

Wan Changsheng looked at him and couldn't help but look back at the boy. The guy was secretly taking a cell phone across dozens of meters, and quickly turned his head as if nothing had happened.

It's indeed good to take.

It turned out that he was deliberately lying on the ground, trying to make the camera and the head and the sun on the same line. The scenes taken in this way dyed the two of them golden hair, which further affected the exposure, making the whole photo yellow and full of the atmosphere of time.

Wan Changsheng looked ahead without looking at the camera, and in this upward shot, he looked very imposing.

But Du Wen looked up at the boy with a chuckling siding at the corner of her mouth.

The change in the depth of virtual and real field that high-end mobile phones can bring really highlights the key point, just on two faces with different eyes.

A tall and strong husband, a wife full of love and attachment, seems to have spent many years of happy time together.

Wan Changsheng cannot deny that this photo is full of artistic charm.

Du Wen nodded when he saw him: "Okay, I'll send it to you, let's go, hurry up and take the exam. After you finish, you can go there for an hour and a half, right? I haven't driven the expressway much."

Wan Changsheng was surprised: "You still want to go?"

Du Wen was serious: "Don't you think that if a professional should explain the use of skin care products worth tens of thousands of yuan to your mother? Those cabinet sisters are hired at a high price in the cosmetics counter. Do you really think they are vase decorations?"

Wan Changsheng can only admit that Dudu is right!
Chapter completed!