Soul Painter

"Colour it."

Back in the studio, Gao Fan asked Wu Haoxue to color the "Portrait of Three Zhuxiong", which was only one third of the body completed.

"Teacher, I don't know cubism..." Wu Haoxue saw that Gao Fan was using cubism to paint San Zhuxiong's upper body.

"There's nothing wrong with this, you can paint whatever you want, as long as it looks pleasing to the eye." Gao Fan said, "Remember, use multiple perspectives, use all parts of the characters in the painting to see the whole, not a fixed point of vision, but Lots of visual fixations, and the more fixations you have, the closer you are to Picasso."

"Isn't this soul dye very precious?" Wu Haoxue was still a little worried.

"We have to paint." Gao Fan said, "The envoy from the Siam-Russian Federation is coming tomorrow. If we don't give Sanzhuxiong enough sweetness, I'm afraid he will sell us back to Qinfan."

"No way? San Zhuxiong knelt down to the teacher, must he trust the teacher wholeheartedly?" Wu Haoxue felt that Gao Fan was too suspicious.

"Xiao Wu, you don't understand these powerful human beings. The more they bow their knees in front of you, the more you have to show your strength to overwhelm them, otherwise they will bite you to death when they see that you have become weaker." Gao Fan sneered.

Gao Fan's current psychology is as high as 80 points. When he is willing, he can understand people's hearts, especially San Zhuxiong as his model, Gao Fan needs to observe him carefully, which makes "investigation" and "psychology" "At the same time, it is not difficult for Gao Fan to observe and judge what kind of behavior San Zhuxiong will do.

As for Wu Haoxue, in his previous life he was a master of traditional Chinese painting, but in this life he is a boy who walked out of the mountains. The souls of the two lifetimes are combined, and he doesn't understand human psychology enough, let alone someone in power like San Zhuxiong.

"Is that so... Then I painted it?" Wu Haoxue said cautiously while holding the precious soul dye.

"Let's draw, let's draw." Gao Fan said.

"But is the human body drawn by cubism weird?" Wu Haoxue asked again.

Wu Haoxue knows that the description of the portrait painting by the immortal dye will be immediately fed back to the human body, so what will be the result?

A monster covered in sharp muscles?

Is it too exciting?

"I don't know either~ so I have to take a look~" Gao Fan said with an expression of 'very curious' and 'wanting to see the excitement'.

"If you really draw a 'transformed steel', will San Zhuxiong turn his face and kill us?" Wu Haoxue asked seriously. Before following Gao Fan, he really thought about painting a portrait and doing the same. Danger.

Wu Haoxue is not worried about himself, but the task given to him by STK, and what he thinks he should do most at the moment is to ensure Gao Fan's safety, but this is a bit difficult. Gao Fan's obsession with dying makes Wu Haoxue feel very tired.

"Have you heard of a marketing routine?" The smile on the corner of Gao Fan's mouth turned into a malicious flower, "There is a Putian Hospital that does andrology surgery, circumcision is free, but after the operation, it will make a man in a cool dress. The nurse will come to take care of you, wait for your wound to burst open, and then advance to the operating room, then the treatment fee will be expensive~”

"So..." Wu Haoxue was a little stunned.

"So if it is painted as a deformed steel, San Zhuxiong is the patient whose wound has burst open and only we can cure." Gao Fan smiled.

"... Teacher, you are too insidious." Wu Haoxue gave a thumbs up, not knowing whether it was a compliment or a complaint.

...

Sanzhuxiong sat opposite Valeria.

Valeria was originally a national treasure singer of the Russian Federation.

Ranked ninth in the ranking of the most valuable artists, athletes and actors of the Russian Federation.

In the eyes of the devil, she was a valuable secondary pillar, second only to the man who was leading the bear army at the moment.

So she was favored by the devil, and became an important member of the Siam-Russia Federation's foreign missions, code-named 'Snake Girl', responsible for lobbying politicians from various countries around the world, mainly those who can become powerful servants in the eyes of the devil, and even The main pillars of the legion commander, of course, when these main pillars fall to the Siam-Russian Federation, the greater impact is often that a country will also fall to the devil.

"Mr. Sanzhu, Your Excellency Qinfan can fully satisfy your pursuit of 'eternal life'." Valeria said.

"Yeah..." Under the makeup skills, San Zhuxiong became as old as before, and his tone of voice pretended to be old.

However, when San Zhuxiong faced Valeria, the appreciation and envy in his eyes was not a cover-up or a disguise.

He knew Valeria's age, the world-renowned singer, was over fifty years old. Although she was radiant on stage, even the carefully repaired makeup could not hide the loss of tenderness on her neck. The lines of fat could not erase the exposed veins on the back of her hands.

But at this moment, the traces of those years were gone, Valeria completely returned to the most beautiful time in her life, she sat there, her blond hair was burning like youth, the light in her eyes, the glow on her cheeks She is showing off her demon gift to the world.

"I have obtained youth, the thing I want most." Valeria said, "You are more important in the eyes of Your Excellency Qinfan, and what you can obtain is far more than me."

"What about the price..." San Zhuxiong said.

"The price is to always be on the opposite side of human beings. It's not a big deal." Valeria said, while she was speaking, she pushed back her blond hair, and saw that there were all snake heads in the blond hair. Alarmed, it hissed, opened its mouth around Valeria, and spat out the letter.

"They're pretty cute~" said Valeria.

"Yeah..." San Zhuxiong thought about it.

When choosing more, don't just consider "eternal life" itself, choose a painter, or choose the Siam-Russian Federation?

San Zhuxiong knew very well that the painter represented STK and the power of human civilization, while the demon minion sitting in front of him represented the demon who wanted to occupy the human world.

If there is only one seller who can sell him eternal life, then Sanzhuxiong will undoubtedly put all his chips into it, but now there are two sellers, which means that Sanzhuxiong has a high probability of getting immortality, and the subsequent price is become the focus of his attention.

"Become a demon..." Sanzhuxiong thought.

The devil is just a foreign race. In the eyes of San Zhuxiong, it is no different from the fleet of the beautiful country that knocked on the door of this country in the 19th century. Being ruled by the devil is no different from being ruled by the beautiful country. The only problem is that the foundation of this rule, Is it stable?

The cost of World War II has been proven. If you stand in the wrong position, you will suffer from nuclear bombs.

"The price I have to pay is... what?!" San Zhuxiong said the last two words, his voice became louder and louder.