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At that mont, Hu Xue Ren was filled with both self-reproach and contentnt. That day, he called Jiang Wei over once again to discuss her relationship with Wang Xiaoqiang, "Little Wei, how are you and Little Qiang doing now?" "We are... quite good..." Jiang Wei lowered her head unnaturally.
"You must handle your relationship well. You need to be more proactive. Such a good boy should not be let go..."
"I understand... Uncle," Jiang Wei's impression of Wang Xiaoqiang had improved significantly ever since he had showcased his talent at the art exhibition center by painting a portrait for her. Moreover, she cherished the portrait painted by Jiang Feng for her, hanging it prominently in her bedroom and admiring it for a long while every day... Whenever she saw the portrait, a burst of sweetness filled her heart, and she thought of the man who had painted it... Wang Xiaoqiang.
"It's nothing, just get in touch with Little Qiang more..." Under Wang Xiaoqiang's Spiritual Energy Moxibustion Therapy, Hu Xue Ren's health had greatly improved, and he had managed to expel the cancer cells by a large extent. Grateful for this, he suddenly seed to rember sothing, "Little Wei, call Wang Xiaoqiang. I've booked a table at Golden Grand Hotel; let's invite him to dinner tonight..."
Jiang Wei dared not refuse and imdiately phoned Wang Xiaoqiang, who, at that ti, was in Jin Xii's studio, getting ready to paint her portrait.
Today was the happiest day for Jin Xii since coming to China because her painting teacher, Mr. Wang Xiaoqiang, was going to paint a portrait of her...
"Should I change my dress?" Jin Xii sought Wang Xiaoqiang's opinion; she wanted to wear a prettier outfit.
Wang Xiaoqiang gazed at her and said, "No need, but your clothes are too conservative, not helping to bring out the beauty..."
Just then, his phone started to ring. Wang Xiaoqiang pulled it out to see that it was Jiang Wei calling, and so he pressed the answer button... and switched it to speaker... "Hello, Jiang Wei, what's up?"
"Little Qiang, where are you?" It was Jiang Wei's voice.
"In Miss Jin's studio," Wang Xiaoqiang deliberately didn't hide anything and directly said, "Miss Jin asked to paint her portrait. Right now, she has just sat down in front of . I haven't started painting yet..."
At that mont, Jin Xii's voice rang out, "Then... then I'll take off this outer one!"
This sentence was crystal clear through the phone and reached Jiang Wei's ears, causing a surge of jealousy and an overwhelming sour taste to fill her heart...
"Um..." Jiang Wei responded, her voice thick with an acidity that couldn't be dissolved, "Then, you be busy. Co to Golden Grand Hotel tonight at seven, my uncle invited you to dinner..." "Tonight, well, I might not be free!" Wang Xiaoqiang did not commit right away.
"..." Jiang Wei was at a loss for words, feeling a deep sense of crisis. On one hand, her uncle was telling her to secure the relationship tightly, while on the other hand, soone was already stripping off clothes...
Back in the studio.
Seeing that Jiang Wei did not respond, Wang Xiaoqiang promptly hung up the call. Then he replied to Miss Jin, "Yes, correct. It would be better to take off that outer layer..."
Miss Jin blushed slightly, then, in front of Wang Xiaoqiang, she started to remove the outer garnt, revealing a red camisole underneath...
Wang Xiaoqiang's eyes were fixed on her. This South Korean girl was, after all, not as open as Western girls. Just look at the heroine in Titanic, who stripped down straightaway in front of the man she loved...
Haste makes waste, Wang Xiaoqiang did not dare to make excessive demands because this South Korean girl wasn't like Rose; Rose was no virgin, but she was...
Jin Xii sat in front of the painting table, her face flushed...
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The brush dances with the agility of dragons and the grace of snakes.
Using the female body as an example, it deliberately captures the model's exquisitely elegant poses, consolidating them into a comprehensive collection of images. Readers can learn many modern drawing techniques by observing the physical forms of people and emulate the creative thods used by each artist to convey emotions. The bodily forms and the emotions they embody in the examples are quite complex; the analyses and explanations are refinents of related knowledge. These include not only thorough common anatomical terms for the human body but also basic overviews of the human motor system and external morphology. The explanations beside the examples are to illustrate the entire process of observing and studying the model's poses, not deliberately for the main...
In a broad sense, as its na suggests, sketching implies "simple depiction." It involves the monochromatic portrayal using tools such as pencils, brushes, pens, charcoal, or even the currently popular stylus.
But in a narrow sense, sketching is a fundantal training discipline for all plastic arts (including painting, architecture, sculpture, etc.). It realistically represents the volu and spatial sensation of the subject we depict on a flat piece of paper through lines and shades of color blocks. One must establish a solid foundation in sketching to learn fine arts.
Sketching is the foundation of all plastic arts, but it is also an independent art form. Art generates aesthetic pleasure, and only the training established on this pleasure is what we need. In the process of foundational practice in sketching, it is vital to progress step by step, solidly and thodically; only continual accumulation can lead to being skilled and moving people with emotion and delighting them with beauty. I believe everyone, through persistent effort, can achieve focused minds, active brains, accurate eyes, diligent hands, and with perseverance, there will certainly be surprising rewards.
Half an hour later, it was done.
Jin Xii joyfully took the portrait Wang Xiaoqiang had drawn for her, beaming with delight.
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In the evening, while Jiang Wei was still angry at Wang Xiaoqiang, he unexpectedly called her to go out for dinner, surprising and thrilling her.
The two went to a small bar, cooing over each other, with Wang Xiaoqiang intentionally getting Jiang Wei drunk.
To vent her pent-up resentnt, Jiang Wei drank one glass after another; finally, sowhat inebriated, she asked Wang Xiaoqiang to take her ho. He nodded, helped her into the car, but instead of taking her ho, he pulled up at a villa.
Jiang Wei didn't object.
She could guess what might happen, but, she thought, to capture Wang Xiaoqiang, she had to use her body. So, upon entering the villa, she suggested taking a bath...
Wang Xiaoqiang personally filled the tub with hot water...
After the water was ready, Wang Xiaoqiang attentively prepared everything for Jiang Wei's bath...
Jiang Wei entered the bathroom.
Jiang Wei showered for a long ti, but it was more reminiscing than washing, reflecting on every mont she had spent with Wang Xiaoqiang. Although their ti together wasn't long, she couldn't help falling in love with him. From the jealousy she felt that day, she realized this; she had never been jealous of any boy before. She also admired Wang Xiaoqiang's dical skills and painting, which were excellent, and she was grateful to him for saving her uncle's life. Moreover, ever since the beginning, he had always treated her well, caring for her without imposing undue demands. Love or not love depends on whether a boy cherishes or craves a girl. If a boy only feels craving for a girl, that's not love. If a boy only cherishes a girl, that's not enough for love. But if a boy both cherishes and craves a girl, that is love.
Before Jiang Wei was finished, Wang Xiaoqiang entered.
The bathroom was filled with stead mist, and Jiang Wei had forgotten to turn off the showerhead. Now the soft sound of trickling water spilled over the bathtub.
That was how Jiang Wei was, rendering Wang Xiaoqiang powerless to resist. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welco to recomnd votes and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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