Chapter 221 Wlk
At 8:30 in the evening, after cutting the cake, the little birthday boy began to feel sleepy.
Not only Su Youli, many children sat on the stools eating cakes, and after a while they said they wanted to go to bed.
Su Youli was sleepy, but she could still hold on. She held the cake and ate it in small bites, savoring every bite.
This was the first time he had eaten cake this month. It was so sweet, fragrant and delicious.
For adults, the nightlife has just begun at this time.
After the birthday ceremony, the guests walked around the hall holding wine glasses, some reminiscing about the past, some expanding their networks and having fun.
The female guests were entertained by Chu Ying. Everyone was wearing dresses and high heels, so it was not convenient for them to stand in the hall for a long time.
Chu Ying then moved the party to the smaller reception hall on the second floor.
The entrance to the reception hall is spacious, with a wooden door frame, soft lighting, and two deep plant walls that are quite artistic.
In order to match the theme of the banquet, the female guests carefully prepared their makeup, hair and dresses. Hua Zhao also invited several familiar photographers to take photos for everyone.
When Hua Zhao went upstairs holding up her skirt, the second floor had already become a check-in point.
The camera flashes kept flashing, and the photographer held up the camera and gave instructions for the shooting action...
No girl can resist the temptation to be photographed. The socialites in dresses and high heels swept away their fatigue and looked refreshed, determined to show their 100% beauty in front of the camera.
Hua Zhao stood aside to create atmosphere, clapping and cheering.
Chu Ying, who was standing next to the camera, was in charge. After confirming the photos, she could already imagine how much influence these photos would have after they were sent out.
Several photographers were very talented and each of their photos was of magazine quality. Leah went downstairs and brought Val upstairs who was playing to take a few photos together.
The photos were retouched half an hour after they were taken. During the waiting period, everyone was busy taking videos, selfies, group photos...
As a professional model, Hua Zhao pulled a stool and sat next to the photographer to look at the pictures together.
"Great shot." Hua Zhao gave a thumbs up.
The photographer smiled modestly. The setting of the shooting scene was gorgeous and exquisite, and the makeup and clothes of the 'models' were impeccable.
"I just wanted to ask, which painter created these paintings on the wall?"
Hua Zhao smiled slightly, squinted his eyes and whispered: "W, you haven't heard of this painter's name?"
"Isn't this painter from China?"
Art has no borders, and photographer itself is a profession that advocates beauty. There are three paintings hanging on the plant wall.
One of the paintings took up an entire wall. It showed towering trees with branches and leaves blocking out the sun. The gaps in the sunlight were like golden threads, illuminating the ferns in the forest. A path led to a secluded place.
W is outlined with delicate brushstrokes, accurately grasping the density of light and shadow among the branches and leaves, showing the fierce confrontation between darkness and sunlight.
Many people took photos standing in front of this picture, and the success rate was 100%.
When the retouched photos came out, everyone posted them on social media platforms together.
For celebrities like Leah who have a fan base, the photos are widely reposted by fans as soon as they are released. The front row is almost entirely filled with fans, all praising Leah's beauty.
I highly praise the supermodel for being a supermodel and saying that time never defeats her beauty. If I didn't know that Leah was over 50, I would have thought the blonde girl next to her was her daughter.
Among the dense comments, there were of course discussions about outfits and makeup. They couldn't get the same style as the lady, so they focused their attention on the background board behind Leah.
Leah specifically replied to this fan that it was not a background board, but an original work created by a painter for this banquet.
Ten minutes later, a netizen with the ID: [Wlk] posted a blog post with pictures of the line drawing and the final product of the painting, along with a sun emoticon.
After posting the blog post, Su Siwen's face felt a little hot.
He has registered this account for nearly ten years, and he opened it previously for the convenience of receiving manuscripts.
Ever since he lost the ability to walk, this account has been idle. Now the most popular post on his homepage is a repost of Chen Yan's fan art.
As soon as the dynamic was updated, sharp-eyed netizens immediately noticed it and immediately ran to comment under his blog post:
[Ahhhh W, you are finally back. I have been waiting for you so hard. Are you accepting manuscripts now? /star eyes.jpg]
Compared to this group of fans who were so excited that they were incoherent, another group of netizens seemed much more rational and had already guessed his identity based on the work he posted.
[It is known that the Chen Yan fan art drawn by W that year was the only one that was reposted and commented on by Chen Yan himself. Furthermore, Leia attended the Shen family's banquet today, so it can be concluded that W's identity must be related to the Shen family. The identification is complete! ! /holding a cigarette.jpg]
[Six Hundred and Sixty-Six above, it turns out that the person I follow is the designated painter of a wealthy family? ]
[Ah, then why did W only charge me 500 when I asked him to draw the draft? ? ? Painting for the Shen family would require at least ten Ws, right? /facebutton.jpg]
[What else can it be? Because Mr. W’s quotes vary from person to person. I just like people with such double standards. ]
[Ten are all less, at least ten times less~]
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Su Siwen read all the comments one by one and replied to a comment asking why he had disappeared for so long - W: I had to stop accepting manuscripts due to health reasons, but I have recovered now.
There were a lot of crying emojis under this reply, and people asked him how he was doing now. The Internet really couldn't lose such a great artist.
After this series of operations, the Wlk account also became a small hot search, and the popularity reached a new level after Shen Yan reposted it online.
When Su Siwen looked at the backstage, he found that his phone was about to freeze due to the crowds. He could roughly count the dozens of comments asking him to draw.
Among them, many companies and brands have sent him invitations, hoping to reach cooperation with him, and the quotes are all over six figures.
Su Siwen was a little dumbfounded. He had been worried that no one would buy his paintings. After disappearing for so long, there must be few people who would ask him to paint for them.
Now it seems that what he needs to worry about is that he may not be able to finish painting so many paintings even if he swings his brush until it smokes.
Su Siwen's fighting spirit was ignited in his heart. He wanted to paint, to paint hard and to paint desperately, so that he would have enough strength to stay in North City.
He didn't want to go through the pain of separation from Youyou again.
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