Unlimited: I, the self-selection system, check in the heavens

Qiu Sheng smiled and reminded her that it was time to pay.

"Oh, for you."

After Ren Tingting paid the money, she greeted Qin Chu and Wen Cai, and walked out of the rouge shop.

"Let's go Qiusheng, thank you for the tea."

Qin Chu drank the tea in the cup and walked out of the shop with Rich Man Ren.

Wen Cai followed suit and said, "Thank you for the tea."

Qiu Sheng shouted behind them: "Hey, go to Yizhuang tonight, I'll treat you to roast chicken!"

"understood!"

Qin Chu waved his hands without even turning his head.

"It's really interesting."

Qiu Sheng shook the ocean in his hand and sighed.

...

As soon as Qin Chu and the three went out, they saw Uncle Jiu and Master Ren chatting on the street.

Judging by the leisurely expressions of the two of them, it doesn't look like they are in a hurry to find their daughter.

In an instant, Qin Chu knew that Wen Cai must have said something wrong again, turning a small matter into a big one.

"Uncle Nine!"

"father!"

"Master!"

Three names for three people.

He immediately yelled at the two old men across the street.

I saw them trotting all the way, and got together with the two old men.

Master Ren smiled and said, "Daughter, did you buy so many things? Is there any father's share in it?"

"No, these are for girls, I will buy them for you next time."

Ren Tingting smiled and showed him the rouge.

Then she said coquettishly: "I want to invite Mr. Qin to come to my house and teach me how to play the piano, can I, Dad?"

"Of course, as long as Mr. Qin is willing."

Master Ren readily agreed.

A mere job can not only reap the favor of my uncle, but also agree to my daughter's request, so why not do it.

Besides, this kid looks very smart, maybe he can enlighten Ren Tingting.In the future, I will also take over my own business.

The family property saved by their Ren family for several generations suddenly became cheaper for outsiders, and the silly girl didn't know it.

"Thank you dad."

Ren Tingting blinked at Qin Chu, as if to say:

Miss Ben didn't talk big to you, did she?

If you say that you can find a job for you, you can find a job for you, so please praise me.

Qin Chu understood what she meant, and said with a very polite smile: "It is my honor to teach Miss Ren to play the piano."

Chapter 77: There are fish in the Northern Darkness

evening.

In the Yizhuangyuan…

Uncle Jiu was wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, holding a gossip mirror in his right hand, and a mahogany sword in his left hand, standing majestically in the courtyard.

"Uncle Jiu, don't move around, the painting will be finished soon!"

Qin Chu held a drawing board, squatted on the small bench, looked up at Uncle Jiu from time to time, and then kept waving the pencil on the paper.

"Okay, don't worry too much."

Uncle Jiu remained motionless, and said, "Try to draw better."

Over time.

The figure of Uncle Jiu and the yard of Yizhuang were slowly printed on the drawing paper.

Qin Chu used a modern sketch style to outline everything in the painting in a very three-dimensional manner, and also slightly beautified the surrounding environment.

People look at it and think that the painting is another world, or it is a photo taken by a camera.

Oh no, the cameras of this era are not even as real as Qin Chu's paintings.

"Wow, is Master so powerful?"

Wen Cai stood behind Qin Chu, looking at the characters in the painting.

He found that the portraits painted by Qin Chu were much prettier than Uncle Jiu himself.

Almost all the bad shortcomings have been reduced, but it can be recognized at a glance.

Qin Chu made a joke and said, "Ps, everyone in our place does that."

What he is doing now is the same as many people will edit pictures after taking pictures.

It's just replacing the photo editing software with human hands and brains.

"Then they are too dishonest?"

Wen Cai blinked and said with a smile: "However, having said that, Qin Chu, can you draw me a picture like this later?"

"can."

Qin Chu put down the pencil in his hand, stood up and shouted to Uncle Jiu: "Uncle Jiu, you can move now, you are satisfied after looking at it, if not, I will draw again."

"Don't be so troublesome."

Uncle Jiu smiled, reached out to take the drawing paper from Qin Chu, and looked down with a slightly surprised expression.

He had never seen such a strange painting style before.

Although there are only black and white and simple lines, he can outline things vividly, even more majestic than himself.

"Um…"

Uncle Jiu kept shaking his head and sighed: "This painting is exactly like mine."

"Where does it look like..."

Wen Cai couldn't help muttering after hearing this: "Obviously the painting looks better."

"You talk too much."

Uncle Jiu scolded him, turned around and patted Qin Chu on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, I like this painting very much."

"As long as Uncle Jiu likes it."

Qin Chu stretched his waist and said with a smile: "By the way, I'm going to the town tomorrow, and I'll buy some paint on the way back, so I can draw a picture with color for Uncle Jiu?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head and said, "It's good that you have this kind of intention, there's no need to trouble yourself."

He was a little embarrassed to bother the other party, after all, he had only known each other for two days.

Although it doesn't take long to paint a picture, it still takes energy after all.

"Since Master doesn't want it, why don't you draw two pictures for me?"

Wen Cai was a little moved, imagining that he already had two beautiful paintings, and then asked the matchmaker to use the paintings for a blind date for him.

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu was furious, raised his leg and kicked Wencai, saying: "What time is it, you still don't cook, do you want to starve to death as a teacher?"

Does being a teacher mean that you really don’t want it?

I'm just embarrassed to trouble others, please be a little more polite!

"If you don't eat a meal, you won't starve to death..."

Wen Cai muttered, and walked towards the kitchen with his mouth flattened.

On the way, he suddenly turned around and said, "Qin Chu, don't forget my painting."

"Don't go soon!"

Uncle Jiu cursed at him again.

I thought to myself why other people's children are so good, but my own is stupid.

"Oh, this useless thing."

Uncle Jiu muttered to himself, and then said to Qin Chu: "I'll go and change my clothes first, and you can make some tea yourself. Don't be too polite."

Qin Chu smiled and said: "Uncle Jiu, don't worry, I won't be polite to you, you will know this later."

"Um…"

Uncle Jiu nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards his room.

Reluctant to fold the drawing paper, it was gently placed on the table in the room.

The Taoist robe was very precious, so he took it off and enshrined it in front of the statue of the patriarch.

After doing this, he turned over and walked back to the yard.

During this time of coming and going, the painting belonging to Wencai in Qin Chu's hand was also finished.

This time, Qin Chu used charcoal pencils. Compared with the fineness of pencils, the graininess, color, and concentration of charcoal pencils are obviously thicker.

The sketch drawn in this way also highlights the theme more, which is the appearance of Wencai cooking.

In the painting, he looks very hardworking and much handsomer than himself.

Wencai was overjoyed when he saw it, and immediately took it back to his room and put it away.

"call…"

Qin Chu stretched his waist.

After these two paintings, he felt as if he had found some kind of inspiration.

Qin Chu vaguely felt that he could comprehend "painting proficiency" into some kind of special skill.

Perhaps it was because he practiced too little painting, which made it impossible to penetrate the film that blocked him.

For example, the author can't find his water glass.

Some things are more haste than speed.

It's better to let yourself have a good rest.

Maybe when a flash of inspiration occurs, have you figured it out?

At this point in his thoughts, Qin Chu lay on the rocking chair at the entrance of the small building on the second floor, and casually brought a yellowish book from the table, ready to pass the time.

"There is a fish in Dark North, its name is Kun?"

"The size of the kun..."

"Ok?"

Qin Chu sat up suddenly from the rocking chair, gently closed the book, and glanced at the name.

"Getaway".

No wonder there is this sentence, it turns out to be Mr. Zhuangzi's Taoism.

Qin Chu shook his head and continued to read.

This time, he is no longer aiming to kill time, but is preparing to study it seriously.

...

"Jingle Bell."

Just as Qin Chu was reading a book, he suddenly heard a rush of bells ringing, accompanied by a neat and dull sound.