Chapter 66 Model

Houses in the town are three times more expensive than those in the village. Fortunately, Hu Xiner had extorted one hundred taels from Hu Ronger before, and with the money she earned from running the advertising company, she had some savings. Otherwise, she would not be able to buy a house, let alone rebuild her career.

This time she bought a small house. Although it was not bigger than the tiled house in the village before, it was located next to the street and was very convenient for doing business.

The previous owner had sold tofu. The shop was the first thing you saw upon entering, and through a small door with a curtain, you'd find two rooms and a toilet. Behind the house, the previous owner had cultivated land, forming a small courtyard, where lush green vegetable seedlings were now growing.

After putting the packed luggage in from the ox cart, they still had to clean up, and both of them were exhausted.

After a simple lunch, Hu Xin'er slammed the table and made a bold statement: "Mu Qing, follow me, and from now on, you will be able to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks!"

Mu Qing found her like this adorable and said cooperatively, "In that case, I'll be relying on you from now on. I wonder how you plan to support me?"

"Of course I'll go back to my old job!" Hu Xiner said with high spirits.

"Do you need me to distribute flyers?" Mu Qing thought she was going to run an advertising company again this time.

Hu Xin'er shook her head: "I have a better idea, that is to draw comics!"

"What are comics?" Mu Qing was full of questions.

"To put it simply, it's a sketchbook!" Hu Xiner explained to him.

The last time she came to the town, she found that people here also read picture books, but the quality was uneven, and the stories were mostly about Wu Song fighting the tiger, scholars and monsters, talented men and beautiful women, etc. They were the same over and over again, with nothing new.

Drawing comics is her forte. After she thoroughly studied ancient picture books, she came up with the idea of ​​drawing comics in ancient times.

After so many years of development, modern novels have dealt a heavy blow to the picture books of this era.

Therefore, if I draw a picture based on modern novels about a domineering prince falling in love with me, it will definitely be a big hit!

Don’t think these routines are old-fashioned. When they were first invented, they were all the rage. Even in modern times when anti-routine is popular, there are still people who like to watch this kind of bloody Mary Sue routine.

Furthermore, drawing advertisements one by one, customized according to the client's requirements, is too tiring. However, comics can be printed, and if sales are good, they can be reprinted and resold, which is very convenient.

"The domineering prince fell in love with me?" Mu Qing felt quite strange just by saying the name.

In his scattered memories, there seemed to be the image of a prince, but it had nothing to do with tyranny.

"Yes, I want to draw the prototype of the character first. Can you be my model?" Hu Xiner did it as soon as she said it, and took out all the pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Okay." Looking at Hu Xin'er who had made clear arrangements, Mu Qing really didn't know what else to say except agree.

"Raise your hands and support them on your chin, spread your legs, and pay attention to your eyes. Yes, pay attention to your eyes..." Hu Xiner instructed for a long time, and finally made Mu Qing show evil and crazy movements and eyes in front of her.

"Can you paint it the same way as the rouge shop?" Mu Qing asked in a confused and stern manner.

"Just move your mouth when you speak, don't make any facial expressions," Hu Xin'er said seriously. "As for the finished product, I will of course add some artistic processing."

She was very focused when painting, and she could sketch out a rough draft with just a few strokes, and then she would refine it.

"The eyes are too gentle, and the movements are a bit stiff." Halfway through the painting, she frowned, "You need to find that feeling of three parts coldness, three parts indifference, three parts evil charm, and a little bit of nonchalance."

Mu Qing felt a great deal of pressure: "Let me try."

"Try the feeling of being a cold-faced killer." Hu Xiner walked over and helped him pose, but Mu Qing's expression suddenly changed.

"Like this?" He raised his eyes with murderous intent, pulled out a dagger and lightly pressed it against Hu Xiner's neck.

Hu Xin'er was startled and fell directly into his arms: "You. You!"

Mu Qing hugged her tightly, his eyes full of helplessness and doting: "You, coward, didn't you ask me to do this?"

Hu Xiner stuck out her tongue and looked at Mu Qing's beautiful face, when suddenly inspiration struck her.

"Tease me." She said seriously.

"Ah?" Mu Qing was stunned.

"Now you are a dandy prince who loves women, and I am a weak and pitiful little maid." Hu Xin'er said excitedly, "You can pinch my chin and praise my good looks."

Mu Qing's eyes were strange. "Is the protagonist of the picture book, the prince, a pervert?"

"Oh, you don't understand. That kind of prodigal son drama is all the rage and is perfect for torturing the body and mind!" Hu Xiner became more and more excited as she spoke.

Under Hu Xin'er's guidance, Mu Qing got into character for a bit, and with a smile, he lifted Hu Xin'er's chin: "Woman, you are playing with fire."

"Ah! You're so great!" Hu Xin'er felt herself being seduced, and she kept muttering while drawing, "Oh my God, how could I have such a handsome husband~"

Mu Qing was happily being painted by his wife. Feeling her focused gaze, he felt shy at times, and at times like a hungry wolf...

At this moment, Erdong walked in: "Are you satisfied with this house?"

He leaned over to look at the painting drawn by Hu Xiner, and his movements were very familiar.

Hu Xin'er was completely unaware: "Satisfied, satisfied!"

Mu Qing saw Erdong appear in his house and warned: What are you doing here? We agreed to keep out of each other's way.

Erdong smiled brightly: "Miss Hu specially invited me to be a model. Miss Hu, how do I become a model?"

"Wait a moment, I'll guide you right away." Hu Xiner finished refining the picture at hand and quickly started drawing a draft next to it.

Mu Qing's face turned cold with displeasure: What? Hu Xin'er actually wants to guide Erdong?

Hu Xin'er didn't want to see his expression and get so excited: "Oh, that's right, I want this kind of expression, as if someone owes you 5 million!"

She now feels that the two models she found are simply amazing. They are both a great presence individually, and they can create sparks when they are together.

Mu Qing said unhappily, "Xin'er only needs me as a model. Erdong, you can go back."

"Ah? When did I ever say that?" Hu Xin'er was bewildered. "Supporting characters can be vague, but comics must have two protagonists! And the more good-looking they are, the better!"

Mu Qing's tone was sour: "Am I not good-looking enough?"

Hu Xin'er held her face in her hands and smiled foolishly: "Of course you are good-looking, you are the male lead of this comic!"

That’s better. Mu Qing glanced at Erdong and signaled him to leave quickly if he knew what was good for him.

Erdong took out a piece of paper and waved it around in a dashing manner.

This is the "contract" he signed with Hu Xin'er, which means that he has officially become Hu Xin'er's artist!