"There's a studio over here. You can use everything in it as you please, but if you damage it intentionally, you'll have to pay for it."

Jiang Li nodded and pushed open the door of the studio. The studio was only about a dozen square meters, not a large area, but it was fully equipped with painting supplies.

This feeling is very similar to the studio where she learned to paint as a child, and there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

There is a drawing board set up next to it, as well as various types of brushes and auxiliary tools, and there are even several options for drawing paper.

There were several discarded paintings in the basket under the table. Jiang Li picked up one and looked at it casually. These paintings were rather sloppy and had some ink smeared on them. They were basically completely discarded.

The other person's painting skills are pretty good, and he has obviously received professional training. His only weakness is that he has a weak control over details and fails to capture the soul of the character.

It is said that only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle. Jiang Li felt more confident after understanding his opponent's strength.

She chose the drawing paper and brush, closed her eyes and thought for a while before starting to paint.

With a portrait in mind, the whole process of drawing went very smoothly.

Jiang Li's brush had almost no lag and he finished the painting in just 20 minutes.

She thought about it and made some further modifications to the details. Jiang Li had never done this step before when painting portraits in the village that cost one dollar each.

The temptation of 50 yuan this time was too great, so Jiang Li was extra careful.

After finishing the painting, Jiang Li checked it and made sure there was no problem before taking it down and handing it to the police waiting at the door.

"Comrade, I have finished drawing the portrait of the wanted criminal."

Jiang Li handed over the painting with a smile, and the police were stunned.

"You, you, your drawing is too similar, isn't it?"

Although they did not have a photo of the suspect, based on the information they had, everyone had a portrait of the wanted criminal in their minds.

But they are not painters and do not have the ability to draw their imaginations.

What Jiang Li is doing now is to change their thinking, and the performance of the police shows that her transformation has been very successful.

"Please sit here for a while and have a cup of tea. I will ask the director and deputy director to come and see the portrait you drew."

The public security comrades were very excited. Even those who were usually serious had smiles on their faces, and even their movements became less coherent due to nervousness.

He took the portrait drawn by Jiang Li and ran out quickly like a young boy.

He rushed into the director's office and reported the portrait situation in an incoherent manner.

"Calm down for a moment. You've said so much that I don't know what you're talking about."

Director Wang waved at him, interrupting his subsequent narration.

"Show me the portrait you've drawn of the little girl."

The police officer quickly handed over the portrait he was holding tightly in his hand.

"It really looks like it. It captures what we have in mind."

Director Wang was also surprised, but as a leader he quickly hid his true emotions.

"Quick, take me to see this little girl!"

Director Wang, as the director of the Baiyun Town Public Security Bureau, has never paid attention to such a little girl.

On the way there, Director Wang asked a lot of questions about Jiang Li's situation, and the policeman relayed them truthfully.

The young police officer pushed open the office door, cleared his throat, and proudly introduced, "This is Director Wang from our Baiyun Town Public Security Bureau, and this is Jiang Li, a 19-year-old artist known for his portrait skills."

"Hello, Director Wang, nice to meet you."

It was the first time for Jiang Li to meet such a high-ranking official, but he didn't feel nervous.

She also went to the capital to watch the military parade. Although it was far away, she had seen the world.

"Miss Jiang Li? You're 19 years old this year? Your portrait skills are so impressive. Have you ever practiced professionally before?"

As soon as Director Wang arrived, he started checking the household registration. Although he already knew a lot of the information, he was a little embarrassed when asked whether I had ever studied painting professionally.

"When I was a kid, I met an old man while picking wild vegetables in the mountains. He made a living by hunting, but he loved to paint in his spare time. I was lucky enough to learn from him for a while, and after careful study, I finally developed my own style."

Jiang Li made up a story casually. Some things are fine as long as they make sense. There is no need to describe yourself as a child prodigy.

"Then do you know the name of this old man? And how old is he?"

Jiang Li didn't expect that Director Wang was interested in the lie she made casually. Jiang Li broke out in a cold sweat on her back. She pretended to be calm and continued to make up stories.

"When I met the old man, he was only in his 50s. He didn't tell me his specific name, he just said his surname was Wu."

After hearing what Jiang Li said, Director Wang immediately thought of a reclusive painting celebrity, Wu Yaotang.

The old man is over 60 years old. He lives in scenic spots or deep mountains and forests all over the country. Occasionally his paintings are published, but the prices are a bit outrageous.

Most people can’t afford it, but there will always be people who appreciate it.

However, although this old gentleman was a great painter, he never accepted any apprentices. In addition, his whereabouts were uncertain, so many things were difficult to confirm from his mouth.

Director Wang loves painting and has always admired Mr. Wu. He only wants to meet him once in his lifetime, and it would be even better if he could watch him paint in person.

"You are so lucky, young lady. You have received guidance from Mr. Wu at such a young age. No wonder your portrait skills are so impressive."

Because of this incident, Director Wang looked at Jiang Li with a higher regard.

The two chatted for a while, and Jiang Li was eager to go back and took the initiative to bring the topic back to the painting.

"I wonder if Director Wang thinks my drawing is up to par? Can I get the promised 50 yuan bonus?"

Director Wang chuckled softly. Under normal circumstances, others would be too busy trying to curry favor with him. If they could say even one word to him, they would have to go back and brag about it for days.

But the girl in front of him was not interested in his identity as the director of the Public Security Bureau and was only thinking about her bonus.

This indirectly shows that this little girl has a straightforward personality and her family is indeed in financial difficulty. She may really be short of money.

"Of course it's qualified. If your portraits aren't qualified, then no one else will be qualified."

Director Wang gave Jiang Li a high evaluation. Jiang Li said a few polite words, and all he was thinking about was his 50 yuan bonus.

Director Wang took out his wallet and took out 50 yuan from his pocket and handed it over.

"Here, this is your bonus. I also have a request. I hope you can draw a portrait for me. Of course, I will also pay you. How about five dollars per portrait?"

"Of course!"

Jiang Li put away the 50 yuan, went to the studio, quickly set up the drawing board, and after asking Director Wang about his requirements, Jiang Li began to paint.

She painted faster and faster, and finished a portrait in less than 20 minutes.

"Director Wang, I've finished my painting. Would you like to take a look and see if you like it?"