world famous doctor

Chapter 50 Master Painting Techniques

Zhou Chen looked around in a daze, why was he so useless?

Could it be that Baojitang Traditional Chinese Medicine Center is my eternal home for the rest of my life?

No!I will fight.

He wanted to ask Dr. Zhao Jian in the emergency department of the municipal hospital if he could get a job in the municipal hospital through his recommendation.
Zhou Chen immediately took out his mobile phone and called Dr. Zhao Jian.

Zhao Jian first expressed his personal attitude very gladly.

"Doctor Zhou, with your ability, if you come to work in our hospital, you should be able to do it with ease."

Zhou Chen couldn't help being overjoyed after hearing this.

"But... Doctor Zhou, you should know that the hospital also has hospital regulations, and you haven't gone through the training and internship, and I'm not in charge of personnel recruitment in the personnel department. Otherwise, I'll help you to ask... ..."

Zhou Chen, who had just seen a little hope, was extinguished again.

"Then...thank you..."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Chen didn't have any hope.

Lu Wenchang, director of the personnel department of the municipal hospital, had offended him enough before.

I don't know if Lu Kai's butt is swollen now.

It would be Amitabha if Lu Wenchang didn't come to make trouble for him, let alone wishful thinking that he would agree to let him work in the municipal hospital.

When there is no way out.

Zhou Chen suddenly remembered that there was still a bronze treasure chest that had not been opened in the system mall of his knowledge of the sea.

Now I am hungry and thirsty, if I want to prescribe another Eucommia Kidney Tail Soup, that would be great.

But when Zhou Chen opened the bronze treasure chest with excitement, what he got was a "master painting skill".

This made Zhou Chen a little surprised.

Master painting skills?
What the hell is this?

You are a famous doctor in the system.

Shouldn't all the rewards and the contents of all the treasure chests be related to medical technology?
No matter how bad it is, it should be a wound cleaning, gauze dressing or something like that?
At this moment, Zhou Chen finally realized that the skills contained in the treasure box rewarded by the famous doctor system were not limited to medical unilateral skills.

He kept scrolling down the pages in the system mall.

Those medical skills worth less than 9000 likes can be exchanged or purchased by Zhou Chen through his own likes.

For skills that do not belong to medical skills, such as English level 8, piano level 10, painting master level, advanced mathematics ABCD level and other skills, there is no specific indication of the value of praise.

That is to say, Zhou Chen cannot use his praise to exchange for any other skills other than medical skills.

The only way to acquire skills other than medical skills is to complete system tasks and get the treasure chests in the task rewards.

The treasure chest of rewards is full of various novel "superpowers" that are expected.

Turning back a page, Zhou Chen continued to study the master-level painting skills he had just acquired.

This skill includes various theoretical knowledge about painting at home and abroad, category system, more than ten painting genres and painting techniques of many masters.

Zhou Chen raised his hand to check the time, it was almost 2:00 noon.

Hungry growled and growled, and I couldn't afford the money to buy a five-cent rice rice crust.

As they walked, they passed a park.

By the lakeside of the park, many tourists are sitting and drawing pencil sketch portraits for the artist.

A painting costs 10 or 20 yuan.

Zhou Chen had a whim and wanted to try it too.

Let's see how the master painting skills just got?
He casually consulted with a kind-hearted young lady and painter, and borrowed her tools to use.

The young lady's painter was also straightforward, and she was really tired after painting for a long time. She wanted to rest for a while, so she stood up and gave the place to Zhou Chen.

After a short wait, the first customer arrived, a young man.

He was sitting on the stool in front, holding an apple in his hand and chewing on it.

Generally, when other people paint, the subject is required to sit still, so it is better for the artist to observe the other party's facial features and facial contours carefully.

And Zhou Chen didn't care, and didn't make too many demands.

brush brush --

In just over 20 minutes, a painting was completed.

Inscribed below: "Little boy eating an apple".

The boy was stunned when he took the painting.

Holding the gnawed apple core in his hand, he raised his head and looked at Zhou Chen with unprecedented brilliance.

What a master!
The painting is almost as fucking as the photo.

Just when the other party was terrified, Zhou Chen patted him and reminded him in a low voice:

"Hey, this little brother, 20 yuan."

The other party came back to his senses, excitedly took out 200 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Chen, then turned and left.

This painting, let alone 20, 200, even 2000, or even 2, he also thinks it is worth it.

The other party held the portrait painted by Zhou Chen with a shocked expression on his face.

He was deeply immersed in the smooth and beautiful lines drawn by this pencil.

The outline of the face is not bad at all, and the expression is exquisite and pretty.

Even the twists and turns of the collar of the knitted sweater he was wearing today were clearly presented.

The thickness, fineness, depth, and weight of the pencil lines, in the painting, have a clear sense of hierarchy and are just right.

I can't believe that such a realistic portrait can be drawn with a pencil, full of a strong visual impact.

After walking away, the boy turned his head and looked at Zhou Chen again, for fear that he would regret it and catch up with him again to take the painting away.

He turned around and hurriedly disappeared into the crowd.

"Admiration from Gang Liu, praised +66"

Zhou Chen turned his head to look at Gu Qing, and waved the 200 yuan in his hand:

"Come on, lunch is here, let's go and have a good meal."

After eating, Zhou Chen and Gu Qing returned to the lakeside of the park.

Zhou Chen continued to borrow the space and tools of the young lady's painter, and negotiated a rental price of 200 yuan for half a day.

Then, Zhou Chen added two 20s after the unit price of 0 on the price tag of the young lady's painter.

The little sister, the painter, couldn't help but opened her mouth wide in surprise, thinking it was incredible.

"What are you doing? You usually pay 10 yuan for a painting. These days, it's a holiday. We only dare to increase the price to 20 yuan because of the large amount of people in the park. You just increased the price to 2000 yuan for a painting?" "

The reason why she was so surprised was that she was not there when Zhou Chen's painting was completed just now.

Otherwise, I'm afraid it might be very possible to immediately kneel down and worship Zhou Chen as a teacher.

After the experiment just now, Zhou Chen's confidence doubled.

Master-level painting skills are really extraordinary.

2000 yuan to paint a portrait is already considered a family price.

Another customer sat on the stool in front.

He looks like a man who loves fitness, with a very strong physique and a resolute and stylish face.

His well-developed pectoralis major and abdominal muscles can be vaguely seen through the shirt.

This muscular man speaks with confidence and his voice is full of power.

"Hey, boy, I said that other people's paintings are 20 pieces, and you are 2000? Are you mistaken?"

(End of this chapter)