Sunday, Luogu Temple.

Ren Bufan came here early in the morning and sat here until about two or three o'clock in the afternoon. He only drew thirteen sketches and earned 260 yuan.

Compared with yesterday's 600 yuan, it has shrunk by more than half.

It seems that without Shen Qingqing's beauty driving effect, her sketch portrait alone is still a bit insufficient.

Today's tourists seem to be not very interested in consumption, or they are not very interested in sketching portraits.

However, it is already very exaggerated to earn more than 800 in two days. After all, my parents only earn 1,200 a month in the factory.

It’s almost the same time, it’s time to go home and prepare, and then ride a bike back to the school dormitory.

When packing up the painting tools, I saw an old man wearing a Zhongshan suit, holding a teacup in his hand, and stubble-bearded standing behind him, and for some reason he was shaking his head slightly.

The old man seemed to be there yesterday, and when he was painting, he was watching the fun next to him.

"Uncle, do you want to draw one?" He was standing beside him, and he didn't know if he was interested, Ren Bufan asked.

The old man glanced at his painting tools and shook his head.

Since he is not a customer, Ren Bufan continues to clean up.

At this moment, the old man behind him asked, "You only know how to sketch?"

"Hmm?" Ren Bufan stopped his movements and looked back at the old man, "What?"

"I said you can only sketch?" the old man repeated.

"No! You can do all kinds of painting methods." Because of the improvement of painting skills, you master the drawing ability of the entire system. Ren Bufan naturally has the confidence to say this.

Every time he improves his skill, his understanding of painting will deepen, and a lot of painting knowledge and experience will appear in his mind inexplicably.

"Can ink painting be able to draw?" the old man asked him.

"Yes, but I didn't prepare the brush and ink."

“Can oil paintings be done?”

"meeting!"

"Then why are you only drawing sketches? Because you don't draw well?"

"No, sketching is fast and simple. Oil painting takes a long time." Ren Bufan replied, "I can draw an oil painting for about three."

"If your oil paintings are of this level, they will definitely be better than sketches."

"Is that true?" Ren Bufan looked at the old man in front of him curiously, "Do you know how to draw?"

"I know how to appreciate it!" said the old man calmly, "Your sketch is pretty good, but it's almost done. Of course, it's okay to reach this level at a young age."

Hearing this, Ren Bufan looked at the old man seriously and then asked, "What are you doing? Could it be that it is also related to painting?"

"I am a vulgar person, especially vulgar!" said the old man. "If you want to make money by painting, you can copy famous ink paintings and oil paintings. Or you can draw some landscapes by yourself, with larger canvas sizes and more beautiful paintings. Selling one is worth a day here. Of course, there must be a way, otherwise it is a problem that you can't sell it no matter how well you draw it."

Ren Bufan's eyes lit up, and he quickly turned around and asked respectfully: "Old sir, can you give me some advice? This is the way..."

"I just said that, I can't help you!" said the old man casually, "But you can go to the gallery in the city to see it. Maybe they are willing to let you consign. Or go to some hotels and restaurants by yourself, anyway, they are commercial places to promote it. However, if you don't draw well, they probably won't want it."

"That's really more profitable than sketching?" Ren Bufan asked.

"That's not necessarily!" The old man shrugged, "See if your paintings have a market and whether they can make people want to buy and collect them. It is possible that you find a way to sell a painting more than to sketch here for two days. It is also possible that one painting cannot be sold, so it is better to sketch here."

"Didn't you say that you didn't say it?"

The old man smiled indifferently and glanced at Ren Bufan: "I'm still studying?"

Why did you suddenly turn to this topic?

Ren Bufan was slightly stunned, then nodded: "Senior High School."

"Prepare to take the Art University?"

"uncertain."

The old man nodded and turned around and wanted to leave.

What's going on? I'm leaving all of a sudden?

Ren Bufan hesitated for a moment, put down his painting tools and chased him: "That... Could you please ask, if I want to make more money as soon as possible, what paintings should be better-selling?"

The old man stopped and looked back at him. After thinking for a while, he suddenly showed a meaningful smile: "I am a vulgar person, and all I know are very vulgar things. I also know that there is a kind of painting that is very popular. Are you sure you want to know?"

"Is it illegal?" Ren Bufan felt a little worried when he heard this.

"What method can you do to draw a picture?" The old man squinted his eyes and smiled.

"But what you just said about copying famous paintings and selling them for money is so called copyright issues? Strictly speaking, there is a possibility of breaking the law." Although Ren Bufan was just in contact with painting, after all, people who have been reborn for a lifetime still understand some things.

The old man just laughed and said, "I can't tell you still understand."

"I want to make money, but I don't want to break the law." Ren Bufan said, "What is the most popular painting you just said? Are you sure it's not illegal? If it's not illegal, can you tell me what it is?"

"You really want to hear it?" the old man was happy.

"I really want to hear it!"

The old man looked around and confirmed that there was no one. After he approached him and said softly, "If you are really good at painting, you can try painting ** and ensure that it is a best seller!"

"Uh!!" Ren Bufan was stunned and stared at the old man with wide eyes.

I just thought he might be a master, but when I heard this, I was instantly divided into the type of old and indecent.

It's so exaggerating!

Unexpectedly, this old man looked quite decent on his face, but he turned out to be an old pervert. As expected, he was not as good as a person.

"What kind of eyes are you?" Feeling Ren Bufan's contempt, the old man cut, "Did you think wrong?"

"What are you thinking wrong?" Ren Bufan pretended not to understand.

"You are so conservative in learning to draw? When you go to the Academy of Fine Arts, there are nude models asking you to draw. Maybe you have the chance to take off all your clothes and let someone draw! Haha~" the old man laughed.

Ren Bufan's face was full of dark lines. This old man was indeed inappropriate.

"Did Adam and Eve know? The world's famous paintings, they are not wearing clothes. The sleeping Venus know? The world's famous paintings, she is not wearing clothes. Do you know the world's famous paintings, there are a lot of unclothed ones in the world's famous paintings? Do you know this best-seller? It's good-looking if you don't wear clothes, and you'll buy them if you don't wear clothes!"

"I'm disturbing!" Ren Bufan turned around and left, not wanting to listen to the old man anymore.

"I'll tell you the truth, oil paintings are definitely a best-seller! If you draw them well, I might as well buy them." The old man looked at Ren Bufan as he packed his painting tools and left, and shouted from behind.

I rode my bike home from Luogu Temple, put the painting tools into my room, and counted some of the money I had in my hands.

I earned 260 today, plus the remaining change yesterday, and I can make up 300 more, and I can generate three skill books.

The remaining 9.50 cents is the breakfast money for next week.

Thinking of the old man in Luogu Temple just now, Ren Bufan agreed that there must be a market for paintings. It seems that there are many similar paintings in the world, which are very popular.

But that's all art, and the lustful old man just now was definitely not proposed from an artistic perspective, it's too naughty!

Then I can draw ** from an artistic perspective, is that okay?

I quickly shook my head and drove out this idea. Although I could use the name of art, I later pointed at myself and said - Ren Bufan, who was famous for his paintings, made so much money, and it started with his paintings. Isn't that shame?

No, no! After all, I am the one who has mastered the golden fingers.

By the way, that old man had said before that copying world-famous paintings, or painting ink and wash scenery, etc.

Copying famous paintings seems to involve copyright issues, because I don’t know much about it, so I skipped it directly.

Do you make money by painting ink and wash scenery?

The old man seemed to say that he could get consigned at the gallery, or sell it to hotels, hotels and other business places by himself.

Otherwise, don’t generate skills for the 300 yuan, as it will not be used now.

Prepare all the tools and materials for ink painting and oil painting, try to buy the cheapest one, right?

Try it next weekend. If you can't sell it for money, you can't continue sketching.

After thinking about it, I packed my schoolbag, took everything I wanted to take, and set off for school.

With his size, to be honest, riding a bicycle is quite tiring.

After getting fitness skills, I continued to increase my proficiency on the way. When I arrived at school, I was directly promoted to level 2, and I was more than half of my proficiency. I was about to reach level 3.

Will the proficiency increase too quickly if this continues, resulting in continuous loss of fat and rapid loss of weight, which makes people see the problem?

You have to control yourself a little and minimize the amount of activity. You need to slowly improve your fitness skills, and you will definitely be suspected of losing weight in an instant. After all, it is impossible for normal people to do it!

Locked the car in the school parking lot and hurried to the dormitory.

Fortunately, other students who returned to school along the way did not respond even if they saw them head-on.

When I returned to the dormitory, Zhao Yan, Yuan Gang and Zhou Zheng did not come back, and only two other male classmates who were not very familiar with each other and rarely spoke to them were reading.

They were more sensitive than the students outside, and they were curious when Ren Bufan came in and looked at him a few more times.

One of them couldn't help but say, "Are you losing weight?"

I often stay in the same dormitory, and even if I don’t talk and communicate much, I can still see the changes clearly.

In the eyes of the other party, Ren Bufan, who had been home for two days, really made people feel a little thinner.

It turns out that the weight loss effect is too good is also a problem.

Ren Bufan could only pretend to be the same as before and responded casually: "I have exercised this month, and I have changed my clothes, so I do feel like this."

The other party really believed this explanation.

After all, they are not so familiar with each other and rarely have conversations.

After Ren Bufan finished speaking, the man nodded and continued reading.

It's over!

But the biggest trouble is next. Will Zhao Yan, Yuan Gang and Zhou Zheng believe this when they come back?

Their knowledge of themselves is second only to themselves.

Even the classmates in the dormitory who rarely talk to each other can see that they have lost weight, and the three bad friends must be more intuitive.
Chapter completed!