All-Professional Trainer

Chapter 352
Yungang Island, a room in the Shangri-La Hotel.

Yang Xixi bit her finger, stared at the photos on the computer, and frowned deeply.

These photos were all taken during the six months since she left the 'horticultural training class' and traveled all over the country's bustling cities.

The purpose is to find inspiration from it and draw a masterpiece comparable to the Qingming Riverside Scene.

The content of Qingming Shanghe Tu records the urban appearance of the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty in the [-]th century and the living conditions of people from all walks of life.

Her idea was to restore a corner of a bustling city.

To do this, in terms of her ability, it is absolutely a piece of cake.

But a real masterpiece needs to have a soul.

After half a year, she still couldn't find the soul of this painting.

"My head hurts so much. It would be nice if Xiaoxue and A Fei were here..."

Yang Xixi blinked her eyes a few times, feeling a little self-pitying.

A painter, even one with her full ability value, often experiences ups and downs.

Sometimes I can’t find any feeling or inspiration, and I feel so desperate that I want to poke a hole in my head with a paintbrush.

If it were in a 'horticulture training class', with Qiao Xue, the goddess doctor, and A Fei, the top psychological expert, one would treat the symptoms and the other the root cause, no matter which one took action, she would be able to make her lively and energetic immediately.

Now she was alone and could only endure it.

"I'm really miserable... The teacher can't show his true feelings, and the bustling city always makes me feel lost."

Yang Xixi scratched her head hard a few times, making her black hair disheveled.

The two masterpieces she decided to spend her life making were the teacher's smile and the bustling city.

For the former, Li Feng couldn't show her a great, restrained, domineering smile in his kindness, which made her unable to write.

I thought the latter was simpler, as long as you walk and look more, you can always find inspiration.But after half a year, I still have no clue.Not to mention starting to conceive the big frame of the whole painting, I don't even have the slightest inspiration.

"No, I'm going crazy, I have to go to sleep."

Fortunately, she is optimistic by nature, and her troubles never exceed 5 minutes.

When encountering unpleasant things, even without the guidance of A Fei, a top psychologist, she can always heal without medicine.

Turning off the computer, just about to bury her head in a deep sleep, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Didn't Yixin say he was going to a nightclub with his friends? Why did he come back?"

Yang Xixi was a little surprised, but she didn't think much and stood up and opened the door.

Outside the door, it was not Lin Yixin, the best friend who brought her to Yungang Island, but a young man in his early twenties.

Behind, followed by two tall and burly bodyguards.

"I found the wrong door." Yang Xixi wanted to close the door.

The young man subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the door, and then asked, "Is it Miss Yang Xixi?"

"It's me?" Yang Xixi was a little surprised.

"That's right." The young man smiled slightly, shook his head thoughtfully, and explained, "My name is Wen Qingliang, and my grandfather is Wen Taicheng."

Yang Xixi's eyes widened a bit, the name Wen Taicheng was like thunder.

Because they were all overthrown, apart from the North Kong and Nanzhang, the inland did not have that kind of deep-rooted big family, and most of them were families that had sprung up in recent decades.Even if it is the North Confucius and the South Zhang, it is more about the cultural heritage.

There are no ancient big families in Yungang Island, but there are many big families with profound backgrounds that have lasted for hundreds of years.

This writer is one of them.

And Wen Taicheng is the patriarch who has been at the helm of the entire Wen family for decades.

On Yungang Island, Wen Tai's wealth under his fame may not even rank in the top [-].But when it comes to influence, Moon Tae Sung is one of the first few.

Because the entire Wen family is flourishing, if we pool our financial resources, becoming the richest man will be nothing more than a piece of cake.

The entire Wen family is like a listed company, and Wen Taicheng is the chairman of this listed company.Maybe he doesn't hold many shares in the company, but he can use the entire company's resources for his own use, mobilizing wealth dozens or hundreds of times more than himself.

"What's up?"

After a brief surprise, Yang Xixi quickly returned to normal.

In her eyes, there is no distinction between high and low.Even dirty beggars, she can treat each other as equals.The so-called rich and nobles don't have any halo in her eyes.

Not to mention, she has seen a lot of rich people.When the chairman of Changshan Group saw her, he had to call her monitor.

She has also seen a lot of powerful people, and the most awesome one is her teacher.

That is an existence that can have an office at a high level.

Although the number of the office is relatively low, and it has no real power, it is purely a name, but to be honest, it is also an existence that even the officials of the frontier have to stand aside.

"Miss Xixi is indeed young and beautiful." Wen Qingliang praised her first.

"And then?" Yang Xixi asked again patiently. Looking for inspiration made her head hurt, and she just wanted to sleep and rest now.

"I heard that Miss Xixi is very outstanding in traditional Chinese painting. She is a master at a young age." Wen Qingliang said with a smile: "It just so happens that my grandpa likes Chinese painting very much and has always wanted to draw a portrait of a person, so I would like to invite Xixi Miss condescends."

"Sorry, I'm not going to draw portraits of people."

Yang Xixi's head shook like a rattle. In the 'horticulture training class', because of her poor playing skills, she exported hundreds of portraits of various characters, which made people vomit.

She has already made up her mind that in this life, except for the representative work based on Li Feng, she will never draw portraits of people again in this life.

Of course... Going back to the 'Gardening Training Class', if she still loses in playing mahjong and cards, and if some students ask her to draw portraits, then that's a different matter.However, in the past six months, she has been practicing mahjong skills online whenever she has time. She feels that she has improved a lot, and she should not lose again.

"The price is negotiable." Wen Qingliang smiled.

"It's not about money. No matter how much money I have, I won't paint."

Yang Xixi still shook her head, but although she didn't like to use her brain very much.But when someone comes to her door, even if she doesn't use her brain, she can guess that the other person must know where she lives through some of her best friends.

It can be regarded as a half acquaintance, but it is impossible not to give a little face.

After thinking about it, she added: "If it's another painting, I can draw one for you, but I have to wait until I'm free."

"That's not possible." Wen Qingliang shook his head: "My grandfather has countless collections of various famous paintings."

"Then there's nothing we can do." Yang Xixi said apologetically.

Wen Qingliang smiled: "Miss Xixi, I hope you can take the initiative to cooperate. If I insist on asking, it will hurt the peace."

Yang Xixi's face changed slightly.

She retreated into the room involuntarily, then picked up the bag on the cabinet, and quickly dug out the anti-wolf spray that Chang Shan and Qiao Xue jointly made for her.

Wen Qingliang laughed dumbly.

The two behind him are both special forces soldiers, so how could they be afraid of such a small thing.

(End of this chapter)