Department of Painting Shenhao

At the end of the video, Lin Xian stood up and bowed deeply to the "four sisters".

"Thanks to the four teachers for their advice. Mr. Lin has no way to repay him. He can only rely on the income from the manuscript fee from the website this month to buy a pair of beautiful high heels for each of you. Goodbye!"

After saying that, Lin Xian turned off the video call.

Four sisters:???

Lin Xian had an epiphany. He sat on the e-sports chair, holding his chin, watching past videos, and began to summarize the shortcomings pointed out by the four sisters.

Lin Xian's trip to the Magic City cost nearly 300,000 yuan, which almost depleted the balance on his card. However, getting to know the four ladies who helped him in his creation made it really worth the money.

Lin Xian is good at painting. They know how to attract people to look at the paintings, match men and women, and work without getting tired.

At present, the unit price of Lin Xian’s income has been increased to 30 yuan.

Wealth: 32,400 yuan.

The promised update of the productivity tools can only be postponed for a while, and I can concentrate on the next painting video creation, which must be an instant hit.

However, Lin Xian no longer needs to use his Huawei mobile phone to shoot videos, because he has already obtained the SLR camera he bought online. It is not expensive and can cost several thousand yuan. It is the main camera for many up-shooters.

A night of silence and early morning.

Ding ding ding…

When the alarm clock rang, Lin Xian got up and called Ling Zikong immediately.

"Hey, has Zikong found the wall?"

"Boss, look at the time, it's only half past seven."

"It's getting late, get up and get ready."

"...Okay, okay, I found a wall. You don't need to bring paint. It's not safe for you to ride a scooter. Take a taxi and come to the door of my community. I prepared it last night and drove to paint!"

"good."

Lin Xian felt as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood. He was full of fighting spirit. After washing and packing his equipment, he grabbed his backpack and ran downstairs to buy two buns and ate them hungrily. He then took a taxi to Shanglinfu Community.

This is a high-end real estate in Qin City, including high-rise buildings, bungalows, townhouses and single-family houses.

The townhouse where Ling Zikong's family lives.

There is an extremely expensive villa in this community called [Chuyuan].

"Lin Xian, get in the car!"

An old Magotan drove out of the underground garage. After Ling Zikong got his driver's license, his father gave the car to his son for practice. His father then picked up an Audi Maserati SUV.

Lin Xian opened the trunk and took a look. There were shrink ladders, paints, buckets, brushes, etc. inside, and then he closed the trunk with a satisfied "snap".

"Hiss... please be gentle, this is my favorite car."

Ling Zi's heart ached.

"Lin Xian, do you want to open it?"

"May I?"

"What's wrong? We got the driver's license together. Come on, come on. I'm not awake yet, let's practice for you."

"good."

Lin Xian and Ling Zikong changed seats and sat in the cab, sitting upright, holding the steering wheel with both hands, and drove slowly.

After graduation, the two signed up together and just got their driver's licenses, and Lin Xian was a rookie.

"It's more comfortable to drive than a coach car. After a while, when I have money, I will also buy a car."

"Buy it. When you become a big Instagram owner, you will make so much money that you can even buy a sports car."

Lin Xian has a career, and the up owner can bring in profits. In addition, he paints outside. As time goes by, his career rises, and the painter's reputation increases. When it comes to the system's income, everyone will think that he paints and becomes the up owner.

Earned.

Rookie driver Lin Xian didn't look sideways and held the steering wheel tightly with both hands.

"Where is the wall you are looking for?"

"The wall next to Yonghe Building on Second Street, Science and Technology City, High-tech Zone."

"Is it reliable? Will you be arrested by the urban management?"

"That wall has been abandoned for a long time. There are many wall paintings around it, so it will be fine."

"That's good."

Wall painting is still a "high-risk occupation". If you graffiti affects the appearance of the city, you will be fined, and you may even be arrested for drinking tea and chatting.

There are often other painters who come and go in the middle of the night and then leave after finishing painting.

Lin Xian became more and more proficient at driving, and she dared to chat boldly with the co-pilot.

Lin Xian told Ling Zikong the opinions of the four sisters yesterday.

Single dog Ling Zikong hugged the seat belt with an envious look on his face.

He actually has four young ladies silently supporting him and giving him advice?

Sour.

"Lin Xian, I think you are destined to be a woman."

"I'm going to talk to you about business now! I'll shoot it according to my wishes later, so that the video will be more interesting."

"Okay, it's up to you."

After discussing all the way, the car arrived at the destination without realizing it. Lin Xian took a deep breath, and the most troublesome side of parking came.

"If you turn the steering wheel to the left, that's enough. If you turn the steering wheel a little bit, it's going to be really bad -"

"squeak--"

"call--"

Ling Zikong was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat.

Lin Xian hurriedly got out of the car to take a look, only to miss the Bentley by 5 centimeters.

Ling Zikong gave a thumbs up: "Bull!"

The two went to see the venue, a large abandoned white wall on the right side of the Yonghe Building entrance.

"Is it really okay?"

"No problem. Look at the walls beside the sidewalk over there. They are all painted. This place is a paradise for painters."

Lin Xian looked at the paintings and other things over there and said, "Okay, this is it, get the guy!"

The two men took down all the tools from the trunk. The white-collar workers passing by saw these two young men doing some work. It was a common sight and they hurried past and ran into the building to clock in.

After the preparations were completed, the two faced the wall, holding their chins and thinking about what to draw.

"Lin Xian, how about we draw OL girls in high heels and uniforms?"

"It's not very good. There is a small forest next to this wall. I think we can paint a forest so that the overall look is connected to the nearby woods. People working around will feel relaxed when they see this painting."

"Which painting method, realistic or dimensional?"

"Hmm... how about Miyazaki Hayao's painting method? How about painting a Totoro here?"

"Okay! Let's start the work. You first paint the base color of the wall as a whole, and I will draw the contours later."

To determine the background color of the painting, first give the wall a base color, then outline the painting and then color it.

"You should take more professional photos."

"Don't worry, I can take pictures more professionally than Mr. Edison."

"Grass!"

Lin Xian smiled, picked up a bucket of water from the creek nearby, took out the basin, looked at it, and said, "Ling Zikong, what kind of basin is this for you?"

"My washbasin, isn't it interesting?"

"Okay, I'll compensate you later."

Take out the acrylic paint and pour it into a basin. Add water according to the proportion.

"Lin Xian, are you ready? I'm going to start recording."

Lin Xian said OK, Ling Zikong pointed his single-handed object at Lin Xian and counted down: "Three, two, one, start——"

Lin Xian put on a mask, put on headphones, and played the war song.

Lin Xian got into the mood in a second, grabbed the basin, and while the passing office workers looked on, Lin Xian quickened his pace and rushed forward.

With a strong force, the basin was thrown against the wall, and everyone's eyes lit up.

puff--

A pot of green paint splashed onto a large white wall.

Lin Xian turned around, threw the basin, and accurately landed on the bucket next to it. He raised his foot and kicked the brush on the ground, which was knocked away.

In the headphones, a war song plays.

[He can do magic, so I can’t help myself...]?

Lin Xian rushed forward to catch the brush and sketched the outline of Totoro against the wall.

Ling Zikong: "Handsome!"

…

"What are you doing, what are you doing?"

At this time, two security guards from the building came out and asked, "Who asked you to draw here?"

Lin Xian stopped writing: "Didn't you say no one cares?"

"No one is in charge, wait..." Ling Zikong walked up and said arrogantly: "What's wrong, is this wall in your house?"

Security guard: "This is our company's wall. The wall over the grove is the public area wall. You need to clean it and whitewash it, or else you'll be fined."

"Yours?"

The two young boys were stunned. They looked at the wall and saw that it was really not connected to the wall next to it.

Lin Xian said cheekily: "How about a painting to add some color to your wall?"

"No! Recover immediately." When the security guard said this, another security guard came up and stood behind them to prevent them from running away.

Security guard: "This wall has been graffitied by you guys more than once. Young people can just brush it back cleanly. If they don't brush it back, call the police immediately."

"..."

Lin Xian and Ling Zikong looked at each other, and it was a bad start. This kind of thing often happens to wall paintings. What can I do? I can only brush it back. This is experience. Next time, I will first ask who is in the wall.

House's.

Ling Zikong complained: "Uncle the security guard didn't come out earlier. You came out as soon as my classmate splashed it."

The security guard said: "Your classmate moved so fast. I just noticed that he had already splashed on it when he ran out. Stop talking nonsense and put the color back on it quickly."

"Alas..." Lin Xian and Ling Zikong sighed.

"What's up?"

At this time, a Mercedes-Benz S600L just drove into the entrance of the building. When I heard the security guards arguing here, the rear door opened, and a female white-collar worker wearing a silk OL uniform and a white shirt got out of the car and walked over in high heels.

The security guards immediately put their hats straight.

"Boss, you said at the meeting yesterday that we would strictly arrest anyone who graffitied on our company's wall, which would affect the company's image. Today these two young people painted graffiti on the wall, and I caught them!"

"Is there such a thing?" The female white-collar worker raised her glasses with her hand on the chest of her white shirt. Her eyes swept over Ling Zikong and landed on Lin Xian. Her beautiful eyes flashed, and a hint of softness appeared on her cold and frosty face:

"It's you?"

Lin Xian said awkwardly: "Hello, we meet again."

Ling Zikong: "Hey, hey, hey, I told you that you are destined to be a woman, but you still don't believe me, who is this?"

"do not know."

Lin Xianzhen didn't know her, but he had seen her.

You can tell a woman by looking at her legs.

This woman is the ol beauty sitting in Starbucks when Lin Xian was painting 50 legs in Starbucks.

I thought she was a white-collar worker, but I didn't expect that she was the boss of the company.

Lin Xian awkwardly walked up to the ol beauty and said: "Beauty, I'm sorry for staining the wall of your company. We will restore it to its original appearance."

The OL beauty swayed her long legs in the hip-hugging skirt, and the "tick-tock-tock" sound was the sound of the high-heeled shoes under her stockings stepping on the ground. She walked step by step towards the stained wall.

Ling Zikong stared at her sexy figure and whispered to Lin Xian: "This beauty is a stunner."

Lin Xian:......

OL’s beautiful boss turned around and asked, “Why did you choose to paint on the wall of my company?”

Lin Xian: "We searched a lot and fell in love with this one."

The beautiful boss lo nodded and said: "It seems that we are quite destined."

Ling Zikong: "Beauty, you and Lin Xian both know each other. Otherwise, let us draw one. Don't worry, we will definitely draw it beautifully."

Security guard: "What are you thinking? The boss strictly prohibits anyone from painting or modifying the company wall, which will affect the overall image. The person who painted on this wall was caught last time, and it took him a whole day to paint it back."

The beautiful ol boss said nothing and looked at Lin Xian.

When Lin Xian and Ling Zikong heard the security guard's words, they knew that it was another busy day in vain. They looked at each other, said nothing, turned around and went to get the white acrylic paint, ready to paint it back.

The ol beauty boss asked: "What are you doing?"

Lin Xian said: "Paint the walls of your company back white."

"Haha..." OL's beautiful boss smiled and said, "What were you planning to draw just now?"

Lin Xian: "Combined with the nearby grove, it extends into a forest scene from Hayao Miyazaki's paintings."

"Oh..." ol's beautiful boss nodded and said, "It's a good idea. Do you have any chinchillas?"

Lin Xian: "Yes, I was just about to draw Totoro when I was caught by this security guard uncle."

Security guard: "Little brother, I can't help it. Our boss has regulations. If you draw it, I will be laid off."

Yes, this beautiful OL boss hates people graffitiing on the walls of her company. If they are caught, they will be punished without any discussion.

"well……"

Lin Xian and Ling Zikong sighed, squatted by the bucket, took out acrylic paints and prepared to mix them.

"Ling Zikong, you are so stupid."

"I really came to check out the spot in advance, but I didn't expect it, alas..."

Teenagers who have just graduated from high school are always irritable and lack social experience, so it is normal for them to suffer disadvantages.

The beautiful ol boss walked to the bucket with her long legs in stockings and beautiful feet.

Lin Xian slowly raised his head, looking from the eight-centimeter high heels that covered his feet, to his smooth and white calves, knees, thighs, hip-covering skirt, white shirt, and the second button that couldn't bear it.

The tight neckline gives people a sense of pressure that can be released at any time.

Finally, it swept across her neck and rested on her delicate and pretty face with a hint of beauty.

The ol beautiful boss squatted slightly, put her hands on her knees, and stretched the hip-covering skirt at the back to make it smooth, and countless sunlight shined hard on the smooth shape.

"Let's draw." She said.

"Ah?" Lin Xian was surprised.

"I said let you paint." Her voice was soft.

"Why?"

Lin Xian was a little confused. Didn't she give a fatal order not to allow anyone to scribble on her wall? Isn't it possible that the company rules were simply changed just because I painted her thighs before?

The beautiful OL boss straightened up, with the expression of a strong woman in the workplace, and said: "Why are there so many? Just paint it if you are asked to do it. If you don't paint it, just whitewash it. It's your choice."

After saying that, the OL beautiful boss turned around and swayed her hip-covering skirt back to the company building, leaving only a refreshing cologne in Lin Xian's nose.

Ling Zikong: "Okay, Lin Xian, tell me what's going on between you and this beautiful boss. The company rules have been changed for you. It seems like you two have a story?"

"I don't even know her, how could I have a story with her."

Lin Xian looked at the ol's back.

"No matter what, let's do it anyway. Let's do it quickly for Zikong, otherwise she will regret it."

"OK, start work——"

Putting on the headphones again, the two teenagers were immersed in creation.

The beautiful boss ol looked back curiously at the tall and handsome young man.

The female assistant next to me asked in confusion: "Boss, why did you change the rules you just made yesterday for a strange man today?"

"His paintings are quite good. If you give young people one more chance, you can't kill their art dreams."

"Boss, how do you know he can draw well?"

"He was the one who drew that picture that day."

"Oh... that painting was painted by him. It shows your long legs to the fullest, boss."

The female assistant took the opportunity to flatter him.

"Boss, are you familiar with him?"

The female assistant thought that the man who could make her boss a leg model was definitely not an ordinary person.

"I don't know...but..."

The ol beautiful boss turned around and whispered to herself:

"He's the only man who's ever slept in my bed."