Jiang Xiao didn't think that Yue Shan was brave enough to find her to talk about it. It's like coming to her.

However, looking at Yue Shan's helpless face, she felt a little angry and unable to laugh.

"You pay?"

"Pay for it." Yue Shan quickly nodded, "I studied painting for several years, but I was also admitted to the Academy of fine arts, but I didn't go to school because of the poor economic conditions at home. Later, I found some jobs myself to earn some extra money. As far as I'm concerned, I stayed in the Academy for one year before I quit. In fact, if I really went to school for a year, I would be able to find the help of my classmates. The problem is that there is no such thing as that. "

"You haven't been to art school, and you can still get painting outside?" Jiang Xiao thinks he is very good. According to teacher Liu, some of her classmates have not been assigned a good job, and they can't find any painting jobs.

So Yue Shan is very good.

"Why not?" Yue Shan was not satisfied with her words. "I said Jiangxiao, you can't look down on people. I like painting very much, and I have worked hard to learn. My painting is no worse than many art students."

"What are you good at drawing?"

"In order to make a living, I don't want to paint those who are too artistic and elegant. They are all decorative paintings and propaganda paintings, and some are more realistic."

"Come and see the painting."

Jiangxiao see he said pitifully, but also want to help. And if he pays, he can also let the younger students in the Academy of fine arts earn a little money and have some social practice experience, which is very good.

But first of all, she had to make sure that the person was bragging, and that it was not true.

"Yes! I'm not afraid to talk about painting. "

Jiang Xiao took a drawing board, paper and a charcoal pen.

"Just draw this vase of flowers." She pointed to a vase of flowers in the corner of the living room. It was just a white porcelain vase with some roses cut in the yard.

Yue Shan took up the brush, put the drawing board on his leg, looked at it, and was not afraid at all. He immediately started to draw a draft.

Jiang Xiao is really surprised to see his simple manuscript.

Yue Shan's basic skills are more solid than she imagined.

It can be seen from his paintings that he really worked hard to learn and practice.

She didn't speak, just looked at him drawing.

More than ten minutes later, Yue Shan drew a simple painting. It was impossible for him to draw so fine at such a time. However, he vividly drew the light and shadow, and even showed the vitality of flowers.

"Yes." Jiang Xiao said.

Yue Shan put down his pen.

Jiang Xiao found that when he was painting, the whole person's manner was somewhat different, and he could immerse himself in that state.

Even heard Jiangxiao call stop, he is a bit reluctant to part.

"You are blooming so well. I have never seen such a beautiful rose." Yue Shan boasted.

"That's what you're here for, right? Leave a contact information. I'll help you find someone. How many people do you need? What are the requirements? "

Yue Shan almost jumped up.

"You promised to help me?"

"Well, yes."

When Yue Shan left, he was still in a trance. He didn't expect Jiang Xiao to be so talkative.

"He's living a pretty miserable life." Ding Haijing said something to Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao is a little strange, "why? Doesn't he have a room to rent? "

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