Zhu Yin lowered her head and said to the person in the wheelchair, "She's waiting for you."
After I finished drawing Ahri, I showed it to her. She said it was very well drawn, no worse than a photograph.
Zhu Yin pushed the person over, and several wedding cars were parked not far away.
The man's eyes slowly reddened, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Huanhuan, I've come to pick you up."
Zhu Yin walked over and lifted the veil off the life-size cardboard cutout.
The bride depicted on the life-size cardboard cutout is smiling happily and blissfully.
This man was Zhu Yin's uncle. He hugged the cardboard cutout to his arms while crying, and said in a hoarse voice, "Huanhuan, I kept my promise to you. Today, you are the most beautiful bride."
Zhu Yin turned to Ali and said, "Thank you."
Ahri said, "You're welcome."
Zhu Yin had the other portraits moved away.
Zhu Yin had told Ali that they were preparing to hold a banquet.
The canvas on the life-size cardboard cutout can be changed to depict the bride in her toasting dress.
It was agreed beforehand that the paintings on the standees would be done on canvas, not paper, so there would be no need to worry about them getting wrinkled or torn.
They would also have their other paintings framed.
There were quite a few people watching the spectacle. Some of them didn't understand why people would do these pointless things when the person was already dead.
However, for those who are still alive, there are some things that, if left undone, will be a lifelong regret.
Zhu Yin also asked Ali to send her his bank card number, and she transferred 66,000 yuan to Ali.
After all, some people are very averse to painting dead people.
Ali didn't have such thoughts. After Zhu Yin pushed the person away, she turned back to Yue Qingyang and said, "Thank you for your hard work today. I'll treat you to dinner."
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