The daily life of the "send child" magic stick [Rebirth]

It turned out to be the mother of the young master of the Yao family.

The unspoken doubts in his heart were fully explained, and Zheng Ji'an quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did he have the time to look at the portrait carefully.

"Madam Zhou is really good at drawing this week. If you learn this way of painting, your work will be much more convenient in many cases."

The more he looked at it, the more surprised he was by the real-like portrait, and he couldn't help looking back and forth at the portrait in his hand.

According to Wen'er, this simulated portrait is to draw each person's facial features according to different types, temperaments, and even emotions into a certain number of galleries.

Then, according to the dictation of eyewitnesses, through the arrangement and combination of different identified templates, the appearance of the suspect is slowly outlined.

good!This method is great.

"Wen'er, can you explain this method in more detail?"

Zheng Ji'an put down the sketch in his hand, couldn't help but leaned forward to look at his son, and continued to ask questions.

This method sounds good, but I don't know how to actually operate it.

It was the first time he had heard of this kind of portrait painting.

"Father, I just thought of something, I'll tell you casually. In the future, it's up to you to perfect this set of things."

When Zheng Chengwen was asked by his father, he could only scratch his head and sort through it to find out all aspects of the simulated portrait in his mind.

After watching the documentary, he did a little research on the description of the simulated portrait.

Fortunately, he can still remember a little bit now, so he quickly told Dad Zheng everything he remembered.

"Father, didn't I tell you that every time someone comes to measure, there will be a portrait in my mind. Or, I will take the time to copy the facial features and outlines of those portraits for you? "

After squeezing out what he knew, he hurriedly continued to express his thoughts before Father Zheng could speak.

Hey, apart from the fact that people of different social classes and occupations have different temperaments, and that the facial features of a person have different expressions according to different emotions, he really can't think of the rest.

In order not to let Father Zheng keep asking, he hurriedly changed the topic.

"Are these sketches the ones you recorded before? Wen'er has a heart. If it's convenient for you, you can help dad with this. But remember to rest and don't stay up late for it."

Zheng Ji'an looked at the black and blue lumps under his son's eyelids, and couldn't help admonishing him.

This child must have stayed up late last night and didn't sleep well.

Although his eldest son doesn't like reading and is lazy on weekdays, he is the most considerate of his family.

It's a pity that the son doesn't love his wife and loves his husband, so he told them early on that he would not marry a wife and have children.

In any case, as long as Wen'er likes it, it is enough for Wu Erde'er and his brothers to bear the heirs.

"Well, I will pay attention to it. By the way, my place is almost full of portraits of those ladies. Isn't this painting too strange? Dad, if you want to see it, you'd better stay at home and look at it Come on, so as not to cause misunderstandings."

Zheng Chengwen saw Father Zheng's expression of relief and distress, although it was a little strange, he still couldn't help expressing his concerns.

If the people in the yamen see his father is always staring at some female (facial features) drawings, will they think his father is a hentai?

Especially his mother!Yes, he still ran to Zheng Niang and told her about it later.

"..."

When Wen'er didn't mention this question, Zheng Ji'an really planned to take these sketches back to the Yamen to study them carefully.

In the case of Li Xiangxiang earlier, it was reasonable for him to take the drawing Wen'er gave him back to the Yamen.

If Li Xiangxiang's case is solved, he still carries around a stack of drawings of female facial features, which is a bit weird.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of Xiao Chen's shocked and hesitant appearance when the eldest son brought the drawing that night and he showed it to Xiao Chen.

If he hadn't explained it clearly to the people in the yamen and Bai He, Li Xiangxiang would have met Wen'er and his wife once.He just brought back the drawing of Li Xiangxiang's facial features so suddenly, it's really hard to explain.

"That's right, it's not easy to leak the portraits of these ladies. Wen'er, you can send all the drawings to Dad's study. When the Yamen is free, I will come back to study. Well, why don't you also come to the study to accompany Dad ? If there is anything unclear, Dad can discuss it with you."

Except for festivals and major cases that he rarely encounters, most of the small things he receives in his daily life are handed over to Xun Butou, Lao Xiao and the others.

Therefore, he spends most of his time looking through the files and old cases in the yamen, or thinking about the professional books in his hand.

What's more, the eye-and-eye surveillance he got in the county a year ago is quite effective, and he has a lot of information about all kinds of events in the county.

Therefore, he and Xun Butou could solve many simple cases quickly.

"That's fine. If Dad comes back, I'll come to your study to draw pictures. However, this portrait is pretty much the same as I can think of. It's okay if I don't understand it."

Zheng Chengwen readily agreed.

It just so happened that he didn't want to go out for a stroll recently, because he was afraid of meeting Ah Ning's family members.Especially Mrs. Zhou, I was afraid to hear her talking about Mrs. A Ning.

Although he has already planned to let go, but for a while, his little heart is not so strong yet.

It's better to stay at home if you have nothing to do. For his father's future, he will work hard to draw all the portraits in the case collection!

Of course, only the facial features can be drawn separately.It is impossible to drop a complete combined head portrait, he can't draw it at all.

"Okay. Then Wen'er, you can go back and rest, and watch your eyes hurt. Just put the drawing here with Dad, and I'll look at it and think about it later."

After Zheng Ji'an finished speaking, he immediately waved his hand to let his son go back to his room to rest.

A few days later, in Father Zheng's study.

"Father, these are all sketches I have drawn in the past few days. Would you like to try to combine them to draw a picture?"

Zheng Chengwen carried a stack of fresh facial features sketches, walked into the study and handed them to Father Zheng who had been copying them.

His father copied this realistic and three-dimensional fine brushwork figure painting style many times before he slowly reversed his own painting style.

In other words, it has been copying for several days, and his father should also try to combine and draw once.

"Okay, I'll draw a portrait of your mother."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Ji'an put down the pen in his hand, and put aside the stack of sketches that he copied.

He turned around and went to the bookcase, and carefully took out the exact same sketch of Hu Baozhu's facial features that he had copied countless times.

After putting them together on the table, I calmed down for a while, then picked up a brush and planned to draw a complete portrait.

……

"Father, let's draw the outlines of the facial features separately. You can think about the combined drawing."

Seeing that his father hid the somewhat disobedient portrait of Zheng Niang, Zheng Chengwen couldn't help sighing that the father and son were indeed biological.

No wonder he couldn't draw a complete portrait, it turned out that his father also looked like this.

His father is good at drawing cute things, but it doesn't mean that he can draw good figures.

"Cough cough..."

Zheng Ji'an was a little embarrassed when he heard the words, he just missed and missed.

Well, like the eldest son, he really doesn't have that nerve for this portrait painting, and he can't always find the right feeling to start painting.

However, since Wen'er can also draw such a lifelike portrait of Mrs. Zhou, he must be able to draw it with more practice.

Well, looking back, he needs to practice more!

"Wen'er, your current portrait of Mrs. Zhou was drawn under the guidance of Young Master Yao. Do you remember what he said at that time?"

After thinking about it, he still asked Wen'er how the painting was made.

It's better to have someone pointing you out alone, isn't it?

Both of them have the same problem, since Young Master Yao can guide the eldest son, he can definitely guide him.

Anyway, Wen'er's painting skills are worse than his and he can still draw. He still can't believe that he can't draw after hearing those words.

"..."

Aning.

In the past few days, Zheng Chengwen has been painting desperately in order not to think of Aning.

Unexpectedly, at this time, it was his father who proposed the other party.

"Father, Ah Ning doesn't know how to draw either. At that time, he pointed out to me, that is, he pointed out something wrong immediately, and I revised it accordingly. You can't let him stand every time you draw. You can give me some pointers. From my point of view, Dad, you are also like me. You are not very sensitive to the proportion of portraits, so you can't draw well."

Zheng Chengwen smiled awkwardly, but in fact he didn't remember what Ah Ning said at that time.

I just remember that when he was painting, the proportions of Mrs. Zhou's facial features were a little distorted, and the size and position were not quite right.As Aning pointed out, he even deliberately traced the frame to show where the facial features should be, so he drew them slowly.

Now let him draw a portrait of Mrs. Zhou again, but he can't do it.

That time was already the pinnacle of his painting.

"Oh, that's right. Young Master Yao is not from our family. You can't always bother him. You can continue to draw. Father will practice more, and there will be a good day."

Zheng Ji'an sighed in disappointment, he still had to rely on himself.

This simulated portrait is only at the initial stage, and he hasn't even figured out the general framework. It's almost perfect, so let's find someone to add it up.

"Well, your drawing skills are better than mine, and you will definitely be able to figure it out if you draw a lot. Dad, let's continue to draw."

Not from our family o(╥﹏╥)o

Yes, Aning is not his.

Zheng Chengwen's mentality, which had just calmed down in the past few days, almost collapsed after Father Zheng stabbed him silently.

Quickly clearing up his mood, he sullenly urged Father Zheng to continue painting hard.

Since you are frustrated in love, you have to be proud of your career.He also wants to be promoted along the way with his father, and to be an awesome second-generation official.