Moreover, the two of them also had a wonderful friendship through the use of force through the undulating waves.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Free?

That's an insult to these arts!

Just wait!"

With that said, he turned around and left.

Chao Haiguang and Zena Keith were left looking at each other.

Chao Haiguang said uncertainly: "Zena, are your paintings really that good?"

There is no harm without comparison.

If Zhao Chuanxin heard this, he would definitely praise him kindly: How stupid.

With this kind of emotional intelligence, if it weren't for the money, Zena would probably not be able to even look at him.

Zena Keith's embarrassment just now was swept away, and she proudly raised her chest: "Of course it is good, but no one knew how to appreciate it before.

Dear, do you still remember that night when we were painting by the river?

Do you think if it were you, relying on a painting, you could restore the scene of the painting?"

Chao Haiguang shook his head dumbly: "No."

"That's it!" Zena was even more proud: "At first I thought he was just being polite, but then I realized that he really understands art!"

"Okay."

Chao Haiguang suddenly felt frustrated.

But immediately he hypnotized himself: You are the one who is successful, they are all idle!

At the end of the conversation, Zhao Chuanxin came back.

He was carrying a small leather bag and made a clattering sound as he walked, attracting the attention of others.

I propped my bag on the bar and heard another clatter.

Unbuttoning the leather bag, Zhao Chuanxin opened the mouth of the bag and found that it was full of silver coins.

"You two, here is 500 yuan. Zena, can I pick a few that I like?"

At this time, Japan's Gini coefficient was around 0.465. Although the gap between rich and poor in per capita income had widened, the gap was far from as large as that of later generations.

Even though Chao Haiguang belongs to the middle class and has a family background, 500 silver dollars is by no means a small amount for him.

Both of them stared wide-eyed.

Even Zena Keith felt unbelievable now.

"This..." Zena Keith hesitated: "It's useless, Mr. Zhao."

"Whatever you want, your artistic achievements are more than this price. They are gold and will shine sooner or later."

Neither of them knew what to say.

Is this how stupid people are?

In fact, Zhao Chuanxin really likes these paintings, but he doesn't think the unknown Zena Keith is worth the money.

But compared to the money he is about to receive for food, this amount of money is just a drop of money.

Now he wants to make the two of them feel that they owe him a favor so that they can proceed further.

Sure enough, Chao Haiguang's sour mood disappeared and he snapped his fingers at the waiter: "Open a bottle of good wine and come over."

Zhao Chuanxin quickly stopped him: "No, it's too wasteful. I drink very little. Is there any juice? Just have a glass."

When her gaze shifted towards Haiguang, Zena Keith secretly gave Zhao Chuanxin a wink, her eyes were moving and full of temptation.

Even in the 21st century, house price + car price + bride price are far higher than the price of love.

Diao Kaizi can be found in any era.

Zhao Chuanxin's expression did not change at all.

I am a serious person!

The atmosphere became much more pleasant after that, and the three of them even had lunch together.

Everyone is happy!

It seems like everyone got what they wanted.

Zena Keith got the recognition, Chao Haiguang got the money, and Zhao Chuanxin achieved his goal.

Zhao Chuanxin originally wanted to go back and rest, but it seemed that Zena Keith didn't want to let him go easily.

Licking the corner of his mouth, he suddenly said: "Mr. Zhao, you said you also paint, can you make a portrait for me?"

Zhao Chuanxin keenly noticed that a hint of jealousy flashed across Chao Haiguang's face.

It's a delicate balance now.

He couldn't let Chao Haiguang not take him to "visit" the granary because of jealousy.

Don't let Zena Keith be unsatisfied. Don't hold a grudge against him and turn a deaf ear to Chao Haiguang.

After thinking for a while, he suggested: "Let's go, the three of us go to the deck."

What Chao Haiguang is most worried about is that the two of them will leave him and act alone.

Everything about artists is very private.

If Zhao Chuanxin really made that kind of request, it wouldn't be a big deal if he agreed, and it wouldn't be a big deal if he didn't agree.

Three people are the best.

Pretending to go back to get the drawing board, pen and paper, the three of them came to the deck.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "I will draw you two at the same time."

Chao Haiguang secretly gave him a thumbs up.

Zena Keith is not very happy, but she can barely accept it.

Looking at the perfect sea breeze, Zhao Chuanxin's narrow thoughts came to mind again: "I'll design a look for you."

He asked Zena Keith to stand in front and open her arms, let Chao Haiguang wrap her waist behind her, and stand facing the wind.

Chaohai Guangte was excited: "This posture is really good."

Zena Keith pouted: "This is very tiring."

Zhao Chuanxin said with a bad smile: "Hold on for two minutes, I'll start a draft, and then you can put your hands down."

His painting speed is always very fast, and the three courtyards and five eyes, as well as the main torso line, are all drawn in just a few strokes.

"Okay, let it go."

Zena Keith put down her arms and shook them to show that she was tired.

Then he looked towards Zhao Chuanxian and licked his lips again.

With a slight cough, Zhao Chuanxin said: "Zena, please turn your head away and follow the posture I designed."

After about an hour, Chao Haiguang’s legs became numb from standing.

"Okay, I've got all the details in my head, you don't need to stand."

Generally, a half-length sketch can be completed by an expert in one or twenty minutes, and an hour or two by a novice.

Zhao Chuanxin can be considered an expert now. He painted from the waist up, and it didn't take long.

The two excitedly walked around behind Zhao Chuanxin to watch.

The degree of restoration of Zena Keith in the painting is quite high, but Zhao Chuanxin’s appearance as Chao Haiguang was somewhat beautifying.

"Wow, this angle actually has such an effect?"

Zena Keith knows art.

In the painting, she is looking at the sea, and the sea breeze blows her hair, her eyes are blurred. The light facing the sea behind her surrounds her waist, looking at her affectionately.

She discovered,

Zhao Chuanxin added some details himself to make the picture look fuller, such as the gauze scarf wrapped around his arm.

The picture is so beautiful.

The only fly in the ointment is that the person behind her is Chao Haiguang, not Zhao Chuanxin.

She began to think about what it would be like if Zhao Chuanxin was behind her, a head taller than her, slightly lowered, while she tilted her head and looked at him lovingly.

The Mary Sue fantasy in the past actually found that someone in reality can satisfy it.

So a scene like this appeared,

Chao Haiguang clicked his tongue and praised the painting, while Zena Keane stared at Zhao Chuanxin's side face as he painted seriously.

Chao Haiguang asked: "Zhao Sang, what did you name this painting?"
Chapter completed!