He seemed to understand from Fourth Aunt's words that he was able to take control of his own life.
With this idea in mind, every step he took seemed very tenacious.
Only when Wu Tou's thin figure disappeared around the corner did Jian Xiu turn around and leave.
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The government office.
It was only after some investigation that Mo Tianrui realized that Jian Xiu was the one who provided the drawing.
Thinking of her foolish talk about filial piety in court, which he had seen with his own eyes, he simply couldn't believe that this would be something a country woman would say.
Those words seemed simple, but every word was just right.
But he hit the point.
How could such a person be an ordinary woman?
When Jian Xiu came over, she saw Mo Rui standing at the door, looking expectant.
Seeing this, Jian Xiu didn't seem to be anxious at all.
She thought that she was so high-handed that she could make the magistrate of Quanyong County stand here and wait for her.
No matter how slow you go, it's just a few steps.
"Mr. County Magistrate, are you waiting for someone?" Jian Xiu spoke first.
After saying this, before Mo Ruirui could speak, he spoke again:
"If the county magistrate is really busy, Jian Xiu can wait a little longer. I can paint after the county magistrate is done with his work!"
"Hahaha......"
Hearing Jian Xiu's words, Mo Xiaorui burst out laughing.
After hearing this, Master Ruan Fengsheng stepped forward and said respectfully to Jian Xiu:
"Miss Jian, our masters are standing here waiting for you, come in!"
Jian Xiu was shocked and said quickly: "How dare I trouble you to wait, what virtue do I have to bear......"
"Okay, okay, come in!" Mo Xiaorui interrupted Jian Xiu directly.
Mo Xiaohuai is his cousin, and he probably understood Jian Xiu's personality from him.
He should be the kind of person who is very particular about details.
Sure enough, Jian Xiu was not angry when she heard Mo Rui interrupt her.
Instead, he turned to Mo Xiaorui and said, "Who does the county magistrate want me to paint?"
"Come in and talk, come in and talk!"
After everyone sat down, the master placed the rice paper, brush and ink in front of Jian Xiu.
"Miss Jian, I will describe the character and you can draw it. How do you think?"
"Of course!" Jian Xiu nodded in response.
Shopkeeper Wu had told her before that they would depict people's facial features as detailed as possible.
She just painted it according to their wishes.
Just try your best, if you act like this, they won't blame you.
"Well then! I will start talking now."
"Master, please speak! Try to describe his facial features as much as possible. Of course, it would be best if you could describe the impression he made on you and his demeanor. Only in this way can I draw out his soul, and the sketch will be more spiritual."
Jian Xiu slowly said to the master.
Hearing Jian Xiu's words, Master Ruan Fengsheng only understood half of it.
But in the end he nodded towards Jian Xiu and said:
"A man, about 45 years old, with a rectangular face and relatively high cheekbones, looking rather ferocious. The corners of his mouth droop, giving him an easy-to-talk-to feeling. He has a high nose bridge and small nose wings, looking rather petty. His eyes are deep and often full of vigilance, and his eyes also reveal a kind of cunning that is easy to detect..."
"Master, please speak slower. What did you say about his nose?" Jian Xiu asked again.
When she asked this question, she didn't even raise her head, she just stared at the portrait in her hand and asked.
Meanwhile, Mo Rui just sat opposite Jian Xiu, drinking tea leisurely.
Looking from his direction, he could just see the portrait in Jian Xiu's hand.
At first, she seemed to be casually painting on rice paper, but it seemed like she was just making a cup of tea.
The portrait in her hand seemed to have been completely replaced by a different piece of paper, and had become a portrait of a person.
That would be fine, the key point is that he didn't see that she was painting seriously at all.
She just held the charcoal pencil and danced on the rice paper...
Mo Ruirui has seen the paintings of masters with his own eyes. They are very rigorous and serious, and every stroke is carefully considered...
However, the woman in front of him was exactly the same.
She writes casually and freely, just like a child playing house, just for fun.
However, surprisingly, when I turned around again, I found
It turned out that the portrait in her hand had already undergone earth-shaking changes within her consciousness.
If he had seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it even if he was beaten to death.
"What feeling do eyes give you?" Jian Xiu asked again.
He lowered his head to look at her, but did not notice Mo Rui's surprised look.
Sketching may seem simple, but every step requires extreme caution.
This painting gives people the feeling of scribbling, but in fact it is a chaotic and orderly process.
No matter how messy it is, the order remains the same.
You need to outline the person's face, and then slowly depict the person's facial features.
Especially now that she has no real person, all she can rely on is Ruan Fengsheng's sketching skills and her own feelings.
However, Jian Xiu is still very confident about sketching.
As long as Master's description was accurate, she could guarantee that the portrait would be 80% similar.
Compared to the portraits painted by the people here, it is completely on two levels.
In Jian Xiu's eyes, this person painting is nothing more than a person.
Even the appearance is blurry.
"The eyes are deep and extremely sharp, like an eagle. When they look at people, they are scary and sinister..."
Ruan Fengsheng slowly recalled the past.
Hearing this, Jian Xiu frowned subconsciously.
It's not that the facial features and expressions are easy to draw, but because as Jian Xiu draws the characters, she feels as if this person is related to herself.
But she clearly knew this person, and as she sketched out his portrait, she inexplicably had a feeling that she would come into contact with him in the future.
As a senior agent, Jian Xiu has always believed in his sixth sense.
For people like them, even their sixth sense is much sharper than that of normal people.
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