Game boss he just wants to fish [unlimited]

I don't know how things developed like this.

Jiang Xianyu still became a model in the end, but the painter changed from Mr. Wang to Fu Zhan.

The shrunken version of Fu Zhan can barely reach the painting shelf, Jiang Xianyu can only find a high stool, hold the miniature Fu Zhan on it, and then stand in the distance.Jiang Xianyu is really not a qualified model, he feels very uncomfortable being stared at, and his gaze keeps wandering with the light spots on the ceiling.

Teacher Wang stood next to the canvas with a sad feeling, and said in a strange way: "I want to see what a milk doll will look like."

The milk baby Fu Zhan just pursed his lips, and didn't even give Wang Ming a look.He took a bucket of clean water from the pool in the corner, and started to paint with some paint.

Fu Zhan's paintings are thinly applied watercolors, and all the features are captured with extreme precision.The light and light colors are layered on top of each other, and the smooth lines on the paper seem to have the fun of dancing.Jiang Xianyu's brows and eyes are soft, from the tips of her hair to the tips of her toes.Thin watercolors are the most suitable for expressing this soft and ethereal feeling.

Jiang Xianyu leaned forward curiously, and exclaimed in surprise.Before that, he didn't know that Fu Zhan could draw.

Fu Zhan put away his pen, and said to Wang Mingdan: "Your paintings have no soul, no matter how beautiful a person is as a model, it won't help."

"You are not qualified to paint him at all."

Wang Ming seemed to be dazed after hearing this, and just looked at Jiang Xianyu in a daze.

The boss is not having an easy life, both acting and painting, Jiang Xianyu originally wanted to say something to comfort the poor ghost, but was frightened by his eyes.

"No, as long as the face, as long as I have your face..."

"My painting will be the most perfect in the world!"

Wang Ming muttered to himself, turned around and rummaged through a pile of sundries to find something.Wang Ming's back was facing Jiang Xianyu, so Jiang Xianyu couldn't see what he was holding, but only saw a spot of light on the ceiling moving continuously with Wang Ming's movements.

Among the things that can reflect light spots, the first thing Jiang Xianyu thought of was the knife.

A sharp, polished knife.

This boss wants to cut off his face alive, which is always arranged in horror stories.

This brother is a wolf.

But he is not.

Jiang Xianyu's legs and stomach were trembling, he gave Fu Zhan a look, and slowly moved towards the door.

Fu Zhan obviously thought the same way, turning the long knife in a circle in his hand, ready to strike at any time.

Wang Ming turned around.

Jiang Xianyu felt his eyes being dazzled by something, followed by a "click", and after a burst of bright light, he finally saw clearly what Wang Ming was holding——

An old digital camera.

"Look, I have a perfect face now." Wang Ming smiled, "I'm going to develop the photo right now."

Jiang Xianyu: "???"

......

"I bought this camera a long time ago. When I was interviewing, I fell off a cliff and thought it was broken." Wang Ming looked at Jiang Xianyu's photo and smiled. Works great too."

Ever since he met Jiang Xianyu, Fu Zhan felt that the bosses in the reincarnation realm he met had more or less brain problems.

Fighting and killing in the reincarnation realm has become like a child's play here.

Oh, by the way, it is doubtful whether this person in front of him is a boss.

Wang Ming looked like he couldn't put it down, he was twiddling the thing in his hand, and he didn't pay attention to Fu Zhan and Jiang Xianyu the whole time.In the script, Wang Ming plays the role of the head teacher. A head teacher neither knows the students in the class nor the teacher of the class. No matter how you look at it, it is a strange thing.

Of course, the possibility that Wang Ming's professionalism is not high and he didn't read the script carefully cannot be ruled out.

After all, Fu Zhan, a negligent boss, has seen a lot all the way here.

You shouldn't be reading minds on that guy who looks like a crow today.

Fu Zhan became annoyed again.

The task of the script is to rescue Wang Ming's resentful soul. The voice-over said that he wanted to avenge Wang Ming, and it was said by himself.But the Wang Ming in front of him really doesn't look like a person who died in vain.

After taking the photo, Wang Ming picked up the paintbrush and started painting again. The condition of his hand ulceration was really not optimistic, and the paintbrush fell off his hand several times.Wang Ming lowered his head and stared blankly at the brushes on the ground.

Over-rotted hands can no longer hold paintbrushes.

Jiang Xianyu didn't think as much as Fu Zhan did. Seeing that Wang Ming was so pitiful and not dangerous, he asked directly, "Well... can I check your wound?"

"I might be able to heal you."

Wang Ming's eyes gradually lit up.

The previous treatment experience was really not very pleasant. Jiang Xianyu's treatment on all npcs and bosses ended in failure.Looking at Wang Ming's hopeful look, Jiang Xianyu couldn't help but add: "But don't expect too much, I'm also a half-hearted person, and the possibility of failure is quite high."

Wang Ming didn't say anything, he just gave Jiang Xianyu his hand.

Jiang Xianyu tentatively activated his ability.This time the treatment was unexpectedly smooth. Although the wound on Wang Ming's hand hadn't healed, it really healed a lot. At least his hand could hold a pen and complete some simple movements.

Wang Ming's expression was no longer the gloomy state he saw at first. He looked out the window, remembering something, and finally said: "Sure enough, you are exactly the same as the person in my ideal painting."

What is there to imagine about a salted fish, Jiang Xianyu couldn't help asking: "Then what kind of person do you want to draw?"

Wang Ming touched his camera and said, "He is kind and gentle, and he always saves people from fire and water."

"We all wished that there was such a person to help us."

Jiang Xianyu thought about himself, he has a good temper, but being a hero basically has nothing to do with a salted fish.Now even he felt that there was something wrong with Wang Ming's mind.

"All of you?" Jiang Xianyu repeated.

Wang Ming's expression suddenly became painful at this moment, which made Jiang Xianyu a little worried.Fu Zhan subconsciously pulled Jiang Xianyu behind him.

But now he is a miniature shrunken version, and he can barely pass Jiang Xianyu's waistline by tiptoeing. This obstacle is almost no obstacle for two adults of adult stature.The festering on Wang Ming's hands that had just healed began to recur again. He probably knew that his hands were too scary. He found out a pair of white gloves and put them on for himself, then smiled at Jiang Xianyu.

"Found you," he said.