Chapter 501 Jiang Mengyue's Painting
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Jiang Mengyue woke up the next day.
Being held tightly...
He tried to break free, which attracted the attention of the Clearers.
"Hey, Boss."
The Cleaner turned over and pressed on Jiang Mengyue.
"Get out of my way and go have breakfast."
Jiang Mengyue was suppressed and unable to move.
"Little fox boss, you're so cute. Let meow twice and listen to meow." The Cleaner said, lifting Jiang Mengyue's chin.
A number sign appeared above Jiang Mengyue's head.
He grabbed the Clearer's arm and bit it.
"Ow!"
The Clearer cooperated and catapulted into flight.
Jiang Mengyue stood up and straightened her clothes.
After washing up in the bathroom.
He went to the mirror in the room and started combing his hair.
The cleaner came to Jiang Mengyue and helped to sort it out.
While helping, he said, "Boss, how does it feel to sleep in the Royal?"
"The bed is very comfortable, but not as good as at home, and you held me in your arms all night, and I felt uncomfortable all over..."
As she spoke, Jiang Mengyue stretched her body.
"Boss, you said later that you wanted to go to college, but you have to learn something in school. What are you interested in?" asked the Clearer.
Jiang Mengyue thought about it.
She also thought about this question when she graduated from high school...
"I had some talent for singing and drawing when I was a kid... although I didn't go into art."
"I'm thinking about going to college, and I want to choose a major related to painting. It would be best if I could become an artist, drawing comics, animation, etc..."
“Someone recommended me to study finance…”
"They say that after you finish your studies, you only need to sit in an office and do calculations, and you can enjoy the air conditioning."
"Actually, the most suitable ones for me right now are those related to technology."
"I still have some knowledge about battleship technology in my head."
"Should I go to military school?"
"Wait, with my identity, my rank in the military is not very high..."
But the thought of military school brought back bad memories for Jiang Mengyue...
"Wait, I suddenly don't want to go to military school..."
"Do I have to get up early in the morning for military training? No, the military training in high school will kill me..."
"The university is going to torture me to death."
Jiang Mengyue became flustered.
"Hey, don't worry, boss. When the time comes, I'll make you a few real and fake certificates to prove that you have no athletic ability, and then we can get away with it." The Clearer said confidently.
"Real or fake certificate?"
Jiang Mengyue didn't understand what this meant.
"As a Siren experimental agency, how difficult can it be for me to forge a country's documents? All the confidential documents and anti-counterfeiting techniques are recorded in the host computer."
"I'll just make you a certificate. Even though it's fake, it couldn't be more real."
Jiang Mengyue thought about it and realized that this could indeed be done easily.
Moreover, not only the Cleaner can do it, but she, Jiang Mengyue, can do it too.
But...it might be impossible to get through Tiancheng.
Jiang Mengyue looked at the sunlight outside the window.
On a whim, he remotely controlled the replica and used the host to produce a set of painting tools.
It was sent using the system warehouse.
He set up the easel against the windowsill on the spot.
Put on the drawing board.
The Clearers sat and watched.
After arranging everything, Jiang Mengyue picked up a sharpened 2B pencil.
Look at the view outside the window.
And immerse yourself in it.
As she was thinking, Jiang Mengyue picked up her pencil and started drawing.
First, an immortal starts.
If you think it's wrong, revise it.
During the revision process, inspiration mixed with my thinking power made Jiang Mengyue more and more absorbed in the painting.
After a while, the general scenery outside the window appeared on the drawing paper.
Black and white, a little sloppy and messy.
But you can understand it at a glance and there are no major mistakes.
If it is more refined, it can be transformed into a human printer.
Jiang Mengyue was holding an eraser and other types of pencils.
Carefully compare it with the outside of the window and start to add details.
Another period of time passed.
More elaborate paintings appeared.
Jiang Mengyue still felt a little dissatisfied.
Just like that, an hour passed by while I was making some revisions.
It was as if a "photo" with a black and white filter was created.
Jiang Mengyue put down her paintbrush and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.
Come back and watch carefully.
Then he nodded with satisfaction.
And that's when.
Jiang Mengyue finally came to her senses.
"Hey?!"
Jiang Mengyue is aware of herself and she used to be very talented.
But I can’t draw a “photo” either. If I can’t make money by live-streaming my drawings online, what’s the point of going to school?
"This? This is something I can draw?"
Jiang Mengyue asked in disbelief.
She pointed at the painting, looked at the Clearer, and then pointed at herself.
Don't even mention how confused that look was.
"What's there to be suspicious of?"
The Clearer stood up and walked over to the drawing board.
"Give me a piece of paper."
Jiang Mengyue handed a brand new blank drawing paper to the cleaner.
After the cleaner changed the drawing paper, he looked at the scenery outside the window.
Pick up a paintbrush.
brush brush...
The cleaner's hands moved at high speed, as if he had mastered the invisible hands in the novel.
The pencil lead fades at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Subsequently.
After the scavengers replaced a dozen pens.
A "photo" that is clearer than Jiang Mengyue's "photo" has been released...
In less than a minute...
At this moment, the Clearer is the real human printer.
Jiang Mengyue was stunned by the high-speed painting.
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After the remover washes their hands.
He came to Jiang Mengyue, looked at the painting and said, "Think about it, you can react to cannonballs and do things that ordinary people can't do. Isn't that normal?"
Jiang Mengyue thought about it and it seemed...that was indeed the case.
"Besides, this is your first time drawing, right? If you practice more, your drawing speed will be similar to mine."
“It’s a question of proficiency.”
"Even if the boss doesn't practice, with his current ability, he is already one of the top painters."
Hearing this, Jiang Mengyue became a little excited.
"Then I can apply for a job at a large domestic company!"
“I want to be a painter.”
"Painting and slacking off, getting high salary!"
The cleaner touched Jiang Mengyue's head and said with a smile: "If the boss goes, they won't dare to take it."
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Afterwards, the two of them cleaned up.
Let Belfast prepare breakfast (lunch) for them, mainly fish and chips.
But if you eat too much of this, you will get tired of it.
Therefore, the complementary foods are some sour and sweet desserts and sparkling drinks.
after eating.
Jiang Mengyue, who originally planned to stroll around, was also attracted by the paintings.
Just wandering around the guest room, looking for things to draw.
I painted until eight o'clock in the evening.
During this short period of time, Jiang Mengyue's painting speed also improved rapidly.
In the direction of the Clearers.
After the two finished dinner in the evening.
Received the chair that the royal family customized for Jiang Mengyue.
Then he left the royal family.
Jiang Mengyue didn't go anywhere else.
Instead, he returned to Donghuang.
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