"There is a studio here. You can use everything in it as you like, but if you damage it intentionally, you will have to pay for it."

Jiang Li nodded and pushed open the door of the studio. The studio is only a dozen square meters, and the floor area is not large, but the painting utensils placed inside are quite complete.

This feeling is very similar to the studio where she learned to paint when she was a child, with an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

There are ready-made drawing boards here, as well as various types of brushes and auxiliary tools, and there are several choices of drawing paper.

There were several scrapped paintings in the basket next to it. Jiang Li picked up one and looked at it casually. These paintings were rather scribbled and had some ink on them, basically completely scrapped.

The level of the other party's painting is not bad, obviously received professional training, the only weakness is that the control of details is weaker, and the soul of the character is not drawn.

It is said that knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to win a hundred battles. After Jiang Li understands the opponent's strength, he will be more confident.

She chose the drawing paper and brush, closed her eyes and thought for a while before starting to paint.

With the portrait in mind, the whole process of portrait will go smoothly.

The paintbrush in Jiang Li's hand was hardly stuck, and it took only 20 minutes to complete the painting.

After thinking about it, she retouched the details a second time, Jiang Li had never done this step before in the village's one yuan portrait.

This time the temptation of 50 yuan was too great, so Jiang Li was extra careful.

After the painting was finished, Jiang Li checked it again, and after making sure there was nothing wrong with it, he took it off and handed it over to the police waiting at the door.

"Comrade, I have drawn the portrait of the wanted criminal."

Jiang Li stretched out the painting with a smile, and the police were dumbfounded.

"You, you, you draw too much alike, don't you?"

Although they didn't have any photos of the suspects, according to the information they had, everyone had a picture of the wanted criminal in their minds.

But they are not painters, and they have no ability to draw their imaginations.

What Jiang Li is doing now is to transform their thinking, and you want her to be very successful.

"Sit here for a while and have a cup of tea by the way. I'm going to invite the director and deputy director to come and see your portrait."

Comrade Public Security was very excited. The person who usually smiles casually had a smile on his face at this time, and even his movements became less coherent because of nervousness.

He took the portrait Jiang Li had painted and ran out as fast as a kid.

He rushed into the offices of the two directors and reported the situation of the portrait incoherently.

"Calm down first, I don't know what you're talking about after you've said so much."

Director Wang waved at him, interrupting his next narration.

"Show me the portrait of that little girl."

The police quickly stretched out the portrait that was tightly held in his hand.

"Isn't this... too similar?"

Director Wang was also surprised, but as a leader, he quickly hid his true emotions.

"Quick, take me to see this little girl!"

Director Wang, as the head of the Baiyun Town Public Security Bureau, has never paid much attention to such a little girl.

On the way there, Director Wang asked a lot about Jiang Li's situation, and the little policeman also told the truth.

The little policeman pushed open the door of the office. He cleared his throat and introduced with great pride: "This is Director Wang of our Baiyun Town Public Security Bureau. This is Jiang Li, who is 19 years old this year and is very good at portraits."

"Hello, Director Wang, nice to meet you."

It was the first time seeing such a big Guan Jiangli and he didn't feel nervous.

She also went to the capital to watch the military parade. Although it was far away, she had seen the world.

"Little girl Jiangli? You are 19 years old this year? Your level of portrait is so good, have you practiced professionally before?"

As soon as Director Wang came over, he began to check the household registration. Although he knew a lot of information before, it was a bit embarrassing to ask whether Huahua had any professional training.

"When I was young, I met an old gentleman picking wild vegetables in the mountains. That old gentleman made a living by hunting and liked to paint in his spare time. I was fortunate to learn from him for a period of time. After careful consideration, I finally formed my own style."

Jiang Li made up a story at random, as long as some things make sense, there is no need to call himself a child prodigy.

"Then do you know the name of this old gentleman? How old is he?"

Jiang Li's casual lies did not expect that Director Wang was still very interested, Jiang Li's back was slightly sweating, and she continued to fabricate after she pretended to be calm.

"When I met the old man, he was only in his 50s. He didn't tell me his specific name. The old man only said that his surname was Wu."

After listening to Jiang Li's words, Director Wang immediately thought of Wu Yaotang, a famous painter who is hidden from the world.

This old man is over 60 years old this year. He lives in scenic spots or deep mountains and old forests all year round. Occasionally, his paintings come out, but the price is a bit ridiculously high.

Ordinary people can't afford it, but there are always people who appreciate it.

It's just that although this old gentleman is good at painting, he has never taken in any apprentices, and his whereabouts are erratic, so it is difficult to confirm many things from him.

Director Wang likes painting very much, and has always admired Mr. Wu. He only wants to see him once in his life. It would be even better if he could see him painting in person.

"The girl is really lucky. She was taught by Mr. Wu at a young age. No wonder the level of portraits is so good."

Because of this incident, Director Wang gave Jiang Li a high look.

The two chatted for a while, Jiang Li hurried back and took the initiative to lead the topic to the portrait just now.

"I don't know if Director Wang thinks my portrait is qualified? Can I get the promised 50 yuan bonus?"

Director Wang pursed his lips and smiled lightly. Normally, it would be too late for others to flatter him, and he would be so happy that he could say a word to him from ear to ear.

But the little girl in front of him was not interested in his status as the director of the Public Security Bureau, and was only thinking about her bonus.

However, it shows that this little girl has a straightforward personality, and her family is really difficult, maybe because she is really short of money.

"Of course you are qualified. If your portraits are not qualified, no one will be qualified."

Director Wang gave Jiang Li a high evaluation, and Jiang Li said a few more polite words, all he was thinking about was his 50 yuan bonus.

Director Wang took out his wallet, took out 50 yuan directly from his pocket, and handed it over.

"Take it, this is your bonus. At the same time, I have a request. I hope you can draw me a portrait. Of course, I will pay for it. What do you think of five yuan for a portrait?"

"Of course you can!"

Jiang Li put away the 50 yuan. She came to the studio and quickly set up the drawing board. After asking Director Wang's requirements clearly, Jiang Li started to write.

Her painting speed is getting faster and faster, and she finished a portrait in less than 20 minutes.

"Director Wang, I finished the drawing, come and see if you are satisfied?"

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