"What, Su Chang wants to write the script himself and promote corporate culture for us?"
A rumor began to circulate in Su's factory.
Everyone in the Su family gave a thumbs up when mentioning Su Ruotong.
They always felt that their factory director was omniscient and knew everything.
It doesn’t matter if she is beautiful, her cooking is delicious, and she is successful in business negotiations.
In addition, the force value is also very powerful.
Some of them have seen Factory Director Su take action and knock down two strong men directly, as if nothing happened.
In addition, Su Changqing is also proficient in more than a dozen foreign languages.
When he goes out to discuss business with foreigners, he speaks foreign languages directly, and everyone who hears it is shocked.
In their eyes, Su Ruotong was the embodiment of omnipotence.
Now that they knew that Su Ruotong would write scripts and promote corporate culture for them, apart from being surprised at the beginning, they all took it for granted.
But what Su Ruotong has to do is not just write a script, she also has to participate in other projects throughout the process.
Su Ruotong obviously paid less attention to business matters these days, because her time was allocated to do other things.
She signed up for a painting class and began to learn painting from the teacher.
Because she couldn't afford it, Su Ruotong directly hired one of the most famous local painting training teachers to teach one-on-one private lessons for an hour, which cost 3,000 yuan.
At first, the teacher knew that he was teaching an adult with no foundation, so he refused in his heart.
However, after meeting Su Ruotong, he agreed.
The only condition was that he would teach Su Ruotong and Su Ruotong would be his character.
Models, of course, are either naked or ordinary character models.
He had not been interested in painting figures for many years.
He only painted landscapes or abstract paintings.
However, after seeing Su Ruotong, he felt that he had met his muse again, and he had the desire to paint figures again.
So, Jiang Zi's class was in class, and Su Ruotong drew conscientiously, and then gave instructions to the teacher after finishing the drawing.
Then the teacher was also drawing, but it was Su Ruotong who drew.
When Su Ruotong's class ended today, the teacher assigned tasks and gave instructions.
She must not be late next time.
This teacher is very slow at painting figures.
It takes about a year to finish a painting.
In other words, during this year, Su Ruotong at least does not have to worry about the teacher suddenly not wanting to be his student.
Tao Xian was speechless for a while when he found out.
Others asked for money when looking for models to paint, but when his own daughter-in-law became a model, she had to pay them instead.
She was also drunk.
But complaining is all about complaining, but he knows in his heart that this big shot is a national treasure.
When the Art Department of Xinhai University invited him to be a professor, he was promised a lot of benefits before asking him to do it.
He usually doesn't give it to anyone.
Su Ruotong was able to let him draw pictures for her, which was already considered very good.
Moreover, it was a great thing that Su Ruotong could be painted on the canvas.
Maybe thousands of years later, no one in Su's factory will mention it anymore, but this painting has still been passed down, so that thousands of future generations can still see it through the canvas.
To Su Ruotong's brilliance.
Thinking of this, Tao Xian was very excited.
His wife was a good woman and she fully deserved to be so sought after.
Su Ruotong herself does not have that awareness.
Now she takes her painting tools with her wherever she goes every day, and finds every free minute to paint.
Tao Xian felt ashamed every time she saw Su Ruotong working so hard.
Su Ruotong was like this when she was learning languages, she was like this when she was learning to draw, and it was almost the same when she went out to study.
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She had a hard work in her body, no matter what she studied, She has to learn the best, which is incomparable to ordinary people, so she can achieve what she has today.
With such hard work, Su Ruotong has made very rapid progress.
She is already very smart, has steady hands, observes things, and has a good sensitivity to art.
What is bad is just how to express her understanding of art through painting.
That’s all.
As long as the skills are perfect, the rest is no problem for Su Ruotong.
Slowly, the teacher who taught Su Ruotong also began to take Su Ruotong seriously.
People who are talented and willing to work hard will be welcomed wherever they go.
Seeing that Su Ruotong has made such great progress in just four months, the teacher suddenly relaxed and asked Su Ruotong, if she chooses to paint, what will happen in the future?
Which direction do you want to specialize in?
Su Ruotong said in one breath: "I want to draw a portrait."
The more similar the better.
She must draw the people from another world that she remembers in her mind.
Not only do they look similar, but they also have to draw their charm.
This is the most difficult thing.
"Alright, portrait."
The teacher looked at Su Ruotong and nodded.
Su Ruotong studied portrait painting for another three months, and then began to practice with real people.
She painted Su Changqing first.
Su Changqing was very happy.
She felt that the person in the painting looked exactly like her, even the age spots were not missing at all.
Her daughter was really amazing, so she framed the painting and hung it in her office every day.
They all looked at each other happily.
Su Ruotong drew Tao Xian again, and Tao Xian liked him very much.
In my wife's mind, is she really so handsome?
Doesn't she dislike herself for being an old man?
Then, Su Ruotong drew Su Taohua.
Su Taohua was in bad shape and almost rolled on the floor.
How could he be so ugly, so ugly, so ugly?
Look at that messy hairstyle, look at those dead fish eyes, look at that chin I wonder if the hairy thing on my forehead is like a "moustache".
Look at the pimples on my forehead.
Why is there something like snack dregs on the corner of my mouth?
He went to Su Ruotong to question him, and everyone who was drinking tea around the table said calmly: "Oh, you really made our Huahua come alive.
Isn't our Huahua like this at home?"
Isn't it like this at home?
Isn't it like this at home?
This sentence circulated endlessly in Su Taohua's mind, as if he had been struck by lightning.
In fact, as a boy, he already liked to take care of himself.
At least he was more refined than Brother Da Zhuang, and he was not like the class There are some boys here who don't change their socks or underwear for several days, but why they are such sloppy guys in the eyes of their families is something he can't stand at all.
Su Taohua rushed to the bathroom mirror, looked at the boy named in the name, and then sadly discovered that he seemed to be exactly like the character drawn by his mother.
Next, Su Ruotong drew Su Taozi.
Su Taozi was so happy that she hugged Su Ruotong and kissed her twice.
She felt that her mother had painted her so beautifully, like a little princess.
"Because our Tao Zi is so beautiful."
Su Ruotong said, and Su Tao Zi suddenly became even happier.
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Only Su Taohua was like an eggplant beaten by frost.
Why was he so ugly that no one picked him up even when everyone else was so beautiful?
"Actually, brother, you should cut your hair, wash your face well every day, and be more energetic."
Su Taozi commented on Su Taohua.
Su Taohua is just entering puberty now, and his whole person is a bit confused.
He doesn't know what is going on in his mind every day.
The most unbearable thing is his hairstyle.
He doesn't want so many beautiful hairstyles in the barber shop, so he chooses I got a pot head with thick bangs, which looks amazing.
It's hard to explain, especially in the past few months, because he has been busy with studies, and has to go to other places to compete, and the tasks of tennis lessons have become more and more heavy.
He hasn't had a haircut in several months, and his bangs stick to his eyelids.
It's almost hard to tell what he originally looked like, he looks a bit unconventional.
No matter how handsome his face is, he can't withstand such torture.
Not only does he have a bad hair style, he also doesn't like to wash his face well and has several soybeans on his face.
"You're very lenient.
Little brat."
Su Taohua turned around and left.
He felt that the whole world didn't love him anymore, including his family.
He wanted to find a place to be quiet.
Su Ruotong drew a circle of people, including Grandpa Tao, Grandma Tao, Sister Mei, and Sister Liu.
She also tried to draw small animals, namely the cats and dogs raised at home, and then According to my memories, I drew Bao Ruwen, Li Hongxing, and even Chu Yuhu.
Finally I gained some confidence and started to try to draw the characters in my mind.
She locked herself in her study for three full days before she finished painting the first character in her memory.
Tao Xian felt a little sour when he saw the man on the drawing paper, because the man Su Ruotong drew was so handsome, much prettier than him.
But the only good thing is that this person is not a character who exists in reality.
After all, he is so good-looking, and the clothes he wears are also very strange.
They look a bit like costumes in costume dramas.
They are pretty good-looking, but relatively Outlandish costumes.
Su Ruotong's careful coloring of this painting makes it look lifelike, as if the person on the paper could walk down from it at any time.
I saw that this man looked like a young man in his twenties.
His skin was as white as the best bone china, shining brightly.
His eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his delicate and slender eyebrows were slightly raised.
There was no expression on his face.
The color of blood does not make people feel unhealthy, but gives birth to a He has a misty fairy spirit, and his lips are bright rose red.
If such lips appear on the face of ordinary people, they will feel very strange and ugly, especially men.
However, if they appear on the face of the person in the painting, It's on top, but it's nice and tight, which makes people feel the way it should be.
Tao Xian was a little jealous.
Is this a man?
How could he be so handsome?
However, after looking at what the man was holding, Tao Xian was no longer jealous.
Isn't he just a cook?
The ecstatic man held a pot in his hand: