bdsm-fiction Chapter 394 Find a job for Yu Yimiao
Chapter 394 Find a job for Yu Yimiao
Chapter 394 Find a job for Yu Yimiao
Qin Huairu immediately came forward crying and complained to Ma Hua: "Xiao Ma, please help Sister Qin. Let's go to the police station to report that Huaihua is missing. Captain Lao Bai said that Wang Gensheng can draw a portrait of the trafficker so that we can go and look for her."
"But, but your uncle won't help. Please help and persuade him."
After listening to this, Ma Hua looked up at Yu Haitang who was lying on the door frame. Yu Haitang nodded and admitted that it was Wang Gensheng who didn't want to help.
Ma Hua gritted his teeth and lowered his head and said, "Sister Qin, my uncle is very ill. He can't hold a pen or paint."
When he said this, Ma Hua himself did not believe it. Ma Hua had seen Wang Gensheng's portrait with his own eyes. It was painted very quickly and looked very similar.
After asking Wang Gensheng for his opinion, Yu Yimiao also ran back, climbed up the door frame using all four limbs, and shouted to the outside.
"My master said that since it is an official task assigned by the police station, they should bring the official documents and let Lao Bai come to speak in person. As good citizens, we should fulfill our obligations."
"Please stop spreading rumors and misrepresenting the emperor's will, or I will sue you for misrepresenting official documents and bring you to justice."
Since the portrait drawing was a public duty arranged by the police station, there must be an official document issued, and Wang Gensheng must take action. This is what he wanted to express.
It’s not that anyone can come and threaten Wang Gensheng to paint in the name of the police station.
Wang Gensheng intends to draw a clear line between himself and Lao Bai and cut off personal contact. Perhaps in the eyes of others, he is very unwise, but Wang Gensheng has his own ideas.
After Yu Yimiao delivered the message, he returned to the backyard house, where Wang Gensheng was painting leisurely.
The disease has been cured, and his health is fine, but Wang Gensheng has no intention of going to work in the steel mill right away. His goal is to retire at the peak of his career, to give Deputy Director Li more time, and to let him completely sideline him.
During the ten-year storm, the more popular you were, the easier it was for you to be framed.
Deputy Director Li has squeezed Director Yang out and is now in the limelight. Wang Gensheng has always been at odds with him, and the two of them are at loggerheads. If they continue to fight, one of them will definitely get hurt. It would be better for him to arrange a way out for himself while he still has control.
Wang Gensheng held the brush in his hand, splashing ink stroke by stroke, while also quietly planning his next path.
The light was blocked, Wang Gensheng looked up at Yu Yimiao entering the room and asked indifferently.
"Have you explained everything about the official business at the police station?"
Yu Yimiao stared at the painting drawn by Wang Gensheng, praising it for its beauty and nodding slightly.
"Did they say anything?"
"Nothing was said. I think Yi Zhonghai is just using the tiger's skin as a banner."
After listening to this, Wang Gensheng frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and put down the brush in his hand.
"Whether it was Lao Bai who said it or Yi Zhonghai who lied, don't tell anyone nonsense. It is a fact that Huaihua was taken away. Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu will be extremely anxious. They heard Lao Bai say that I can draw portraits, so they will definitely find a way to force me to do it."
"If you pass on my message, they will pass it on to Lao Bai. It won't be long before the document comes down, and then the job will be handed over to you. If you do a good job, you may even be able to find a job at the police station."
Yu Yimiao stared at Wang Gensheng in disbelief, as if he wanted to see through him: "I, I'm afraid I can't draw well."
Wang Gensheng raised his head and met her eyes. "Why do you have no confidence? Don't worry. Your painting skills are already 70% to 80% of mine. Just draw portraits. These skills are enough."
"Drawing portraits of criminal suspects mainly uses realistic techniques. You are not required to draw beautifully, but only to express the characteristics of the person realistically. In this job, you can further consolidate your painting foundation and earn some living expenses for yourself and support your family in the future."
Yu Yimiao's eyes soon filled with tears. He looked at Wang Gensheng and asked aggrievedly, "Master, Master, don't you want me to live at home anymore? Do you want to kick me out?"
Wang Gensheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "How could that be? You are my eldest disciple. You can live in the side room of my house as long as you want. But you have graduated, so you must have a job, right? I don't think your father can arrange one for you. It will take at least five or six years, and at most ten years, before he can pass the investigation."
"Is it possible that in all these years, you have never worked? You have never gotten married? It doesn't make sense for you to go to the steel mill with me every day."
Yu Yimiao lowered his head and thought for a long time, and finally nodded aggrievedly: "I understand, Master, I will follow your arrangements."
"Very good, go tell Ma Hua the news, don't let him get caught in the middle. Just tell him that I promised him that as long as Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai can go to the police station and ask Lao Bai to issue a document for me to help them on official business, we will draw her portrait."
"Then tomorrow when I paint, you will learn next to me. I will explain to you the techniques of painting suspects, psychological profiling and simulated portraits, which are required subjects. I think the police station should be very welcome to have you, a college student from an art school, paint their portraits."
"But Master, what should I do now that I don't know how to do it?"
"If you don't know how to draw, then learn. Your drawing skills are much better than the current portrait artist in the police station."
"Yes, is that so? Master, you don't need to comfort me. I am very smart and can learn anything quickly. You can teach me from the basics now."
"The simplest way is to draw by listening. You listen to other people's descriptions in words, and then you draw by yourself, drawing the main features of the person's appearance. Then you draw the side profile, give him a side profile and draw a human face, then look at the bones and rotten faces, then look at the young and draw the old, and finally, you can even look at his brothers and draw them."
"It's so complicated. Do I need to learn so much just to draw a portrait of a suspect?"
"Of course, there is no end to learning. As long as you can master this aspect, you can still make a living even after decades."
When Yu Yimiao heard this, her eyes sparkled with stars. At this moment, she finally found her goal in painting.
Wang Gensheng is not speaking out of nowhere when he says this. When he was studying painting, he did have a senior sister whom he liked very much and whose major was forensic portraiture.
In order to win over his senior sister, Wang Gensheng signed up for this course as an elective. There was a lot of knowledge in it, and Wang Gensheng was forced to learn it better than his senior sister. Now, he was using his mature experience after fifty years to teach his apprentice, and he would definitely be able to win over the whole thing.
Yu Yimiao jumped and climbed up the gate again and told Ma Hua the good news, and Ma Hua informed Qin Huairu of the news.
Qin Huairu conveyed the message to Yi Zhonghai, who almost wanted it, so he went to the police station to find Lao Bai overnight. However, he did not think twice and found out that Lao Bai had already gone off work in the middle of the night. So he told Lao Bai the news early the next morning and asked him to consult his superiors, write an official document, and then ask Wang Gensheng to take action.
There were three people who were lucky enough to see the human trafficker. One was the child who played with Huaihua, one was Yi Zhonghai, and there was a key person who saw the human trafficker holding the child.
This is a typical painting. Through his narration, Wang Gensheng drew the side profile. When he saw the person here, he exclaimed in surprise: "Yes, yes, it's him. I recognize this half of his face."
With this realistic portrait as an aid, it was natural for the police station to solve the case.
Within a week, after the qualifications were checked, the trafficker was arrested. Xiao Huaihua and 16 other abducted children were rescued and sent back to the courtyard. They were so hungry that they were almost starving.
When Liu Haizhong saw him, he didn't recognize him at first, so he had to call Qin Huairu, his mother, to identify him.