Chapter 256 Painting, You Are in My Heart

In the meeting room of the Public Security Bureau, all the people present were well-known figures, and each of them had a copy of the Beijing Daily in front of them.

There was only one topic for today.

Criminal portrait drawing.

Before, if they heard that someone could draw a portrait of a murderer based on someone else's oral description, they would not believe it.

But they had to believe what was reported in the newspaper.

Not only were there existing cases, but also the recent nine-year-old painting incident.

When the newspaper was first published, they also called the local police station to verify the murder case.

The person on the phone described Shi Tingyu's ability in criminal portrait drawing as miraculous.

In order to give the leader a more intuitive impression, they also sent a backup copy of the case file to Beijing City.

After seeing the case files, the portrait manuscripts, and the photos of the prisoners before their execution, everyone finally believed in criminal portraits.

Criminal portraits are extremely useful for tracking down criminals, and can also help find abducted children.

If the public security school can offer a criminal portrait major, it will definitely be a great help in solving cases.

However, the only person they know who can do criminal portraits is Shi Tingyu.

This is very troublesome.

Finally, the leader spoke.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning. Everything is a process from nothing to something. You can't not try because it's difficult."

Everyone looked at each other and felt that this was the truth.

China has passed all the difficult times before. Now it is just a matter of opening a new major. Nothing is impossible.

Shi Tingyu didn't know that because of the reports about her portrait painting ability, the meeting at the Public Security Bureau was about to start smoking.

On this day, Shi Tingyu happened to have the same day off as Lu Weiguo, and she planned to fulfill her promise and paint a portrait of Lu Weiguo.

Lu Weiguo got up early in the morning and picked clothes in front of the closet with his bare chest.

In his opinion, painting is like taking pictures, and you have to wear the best-looking clothes.

It was rare for Shi Tingyu to see Lu Weiguo so unstable.

On weekdays, when he was resting, he was worried that he would wake her up, so he never did anything big, but this time he actually opened the closet to look for clothes.

She got up and walked over, yawning and leaning against him, "Weiguo, what are you looking for clothes so early in the morning?"

Lu Weiguo subconsciously put his hands around her waist, "Did I wake you up?"

Shi Tingyu smiled, "You know, I basically wake up as soon as the wake-up call rings." As for after the wake-up call, it was just a way to catch up on sleep.

"You said you would draw for me today, so I thought about changing clothes."

Shi Tingyu smiled with his head down, and his hand seemed to have its own consciousness as it touched the other's abdominal muscles, "Just wear your usual clothes."

Seeing his wife's usual look, Lu Weiguo thought to himself, was he too surprised?

But he still listened to his wife and found some clean clothes to put on.

The temperature was not too high in the morning.

Lu Weiguo quickly prepared breakfast, and after the family had eaten, Lu Weiguo was ready to start his modeling career.

Shi Tingyu put the tools on the table one by one, and took out the stretched canvas and put it on the easel.

Lu Weiguo was very discerning and helped his wife move the painting stool and put it in place.

He was ready to pose, but Shi Tingyu was slow to speak.

Until he saw Shi Tingyu had already started to paint, Lu Weiguo couldn't help it, "Wife, what pose should I pose?"

Shi Tingyu poked his head out from the side of the drawing board, "You can just take Shen Shen, I don't need a model for painting."

Lu Weiguo was silent.

It turned out that he was excited in vain.

Shi Tingyu looked at his slightly lost eyes, picked up the paintbrush, stood up, and hooked his finger at the man.

Lu Weiguo walked over and bent down.

This seemed to have become his habitual action.

His height of nearly 1.9 meters was a bit tall for Shi Tingyu.

Shi Tingyu hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips, "I never ask you to pose when I draw you, because you are always in my heart."

Lu Weiguo looked up at her blankly, and his heart beat very fast for a moment.

They rarely expressed themselves in this way.

Shi Tingyu suddenly wondered if she should say more love words in her daily life.

At first, she heard that before Deng Lijun's songs, people rarely said love out loud, unlike in later generations, when words like love and affection often appear in a song.

She felt that people nowadays are very conservative, so they rarely say it.

But judging from the man's appearance, he seemed to like it very much.

Lu Weiguo coughed lightly, his face flushed, "You really don't need me?"

"Yes." Shi Tingyu answered firmly, she stretched out her hand to trace his eyebrows, "I can draw your look with my eyes closed."

All the loss and depression disappeared at this moment.

Lu Weiguo was in a good mood, turned around and went to take care of the baby without complaint, even his back was happy.

Shi Tingyu smiled unconsciously, she sat down again and started painting.

Lu Weiguo would come over from time to time to take a look at Shen Shen.

However, in the early stage, he couldn't understand it very well. Later, after painting the dark colors at the junction of light and dark, he slowly had the clue to know what was where.

After a morning, the shape of Shi Tingyu's painting was considered to be out, but the overall tone was still relatively dark.

Lu Weiguo also got a rough idea of ​​the painting. It was of him and Li Jian.

He bent down, and Li Jian stood up with his front paws on his hands.

After lunch, Shi Tingyu moved around for a while and then continued to paint.

At this time, Lu Weiguo looked at the painting more intuitively. The background of the painting was their yard at sunset.

Shi Tingyu painted the sky at sunset. The orange sunlight shone on the interacting man and dog. The overall ambient color of the picture was a warm orange tone. Lu Weiguo and Li Jian were slightly backlit.

From a distance, there is a warm halo on the man and the dog.

Shi Tingyu did not want to paint Lu Weiguo to give outsiders a fierce feeling, or over-emphasize his military identity and his tough image. She likes him to be warm and gentle in front of her.

He glows like that, making her feel warm.

Before painting, Lu Weiguo was a little worried that his appearance would become a failure in his wife's artistic career, but when he saw the painting that had already taken shape, he felt that he was worrying for no reason.

How could his wife's gift not be painted well?

While his wife stopped to look at the painting and exercise her wrists, Lu Weiguo stepped forward and massaged her shoulders, neck and wrists.

"Wife, why don't you take a break?"

Shi Tingyu nodded readily.

It can take from a few hours to a few months to complete a painting. She has plenty of time and is not in a hurry.

After resting enough, Shi Tingyu continued to paint.

Shi Tingyu did not stop until before dinner.

Lu Weiguo looked at the painting with amazement in his eyes.

Is he good-looking?

The side profile of his eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth are indeed his, but doesn't he look a little fierce? But the person in the painting is obviously him, but he looks much better than when he looks in the mirror.

He was very happy in his heart. Is this how he looks in his wife's eyes?

Shi Tingyu said, "Let's stop here for today, and then paint it in detail later."

Lu Weiguo was puzzled?

"Isn't it finished? And it's so beautiful."

Shi Tingyu said, "This is still a semi-finished product."

Lu Weiguo was stunned. If the semi-finished product is so beautiful, how about the finished product?

He suddenly felt that what his wife painted was not him, but a beautiful art.