I Can Read Unlimited Files

Of course, Liu Huaxing refused the proprietress' request. He is very busy every day now, he has too many things to do, and he only comes here for lunch at noon, and makes a few cups of milk tea for this store to sell. After all, he is already a student in the third grade of junior high school. Even if Liu Huaxing doesn't need to study, he doesn't have so much time to do this odd job.

What's more, in terms of money, his current needs are not too big. The pocket money of 20 yuan a day can save 10 yuan if there is no accident, and after slowly saving it, he can cope with various situations.

Therefore, they cooperated according to the final agreement. When Liu Huaxing took Qin Yulu and Yang Xiaoxiao to dinner, he would mix a few cups of milk tea for the milk tea shop. Cup it.

"How about I help you too?" When returning to the classroom, Qin Yulu tentatively asked, "It's not good to let you work alone, even though we go to eat together."

"Yeah, it should be possible to keep a bill for their family." Yang Xiaoxiao also replied.

"No need, I was supposed to have a meal there at noon and use the air conditioner. If you also help, this condition will be lost. If three people work part-time, they will have to pay wages." Liu Huaxing shook his head.

"That's true." Qin Yulu said with a smile while holding the milk tea, "But I think this milk tea is really delicious."

"If you are willing to buy bento for five yuan, I can let you taste more and better dishes." Liu Huaxing winked at her, and Qin Yulu squinted at him: "Why? You just looked like a little girl Hooligan-like..."

"Five yuan is five yuan." Yang Xiaoxiao said bluntly, "I have no objection, the family will pay for the meal anyway."

"Well, this price is also within the acceptable range of my family." Qin Yulu also agreed.

"Then I can properly improve the recipe." Liu Huaxing rubbed his hands and said eagerly.

When I returned to the classroom, because it was already past one o'clock, there were gradually some people in the classroom. Several students gathered together, male and female, chatting about Jay Chou's new album released in recent days. This era was the most popular years of Jay Chou, young people are singing Jay Chou's songs, but after another ten years, everyone will start to nostalgically listen to those songs from more than 20 years ago.

Liu Huaxing didn't pay much attention to them either, but I have to say that the average appearance of the girls in their junior high school class is indeed quite high. Leaving aside girls like Yang Xiaoxiao and Qin Yulu whose looks are close to full marks, there are six or seven girls with a score of 90 or above, and as many as ten girls with a score of 80 or above. It's a pity that the boys in the class are not only mediocre in appearance, but also childish brats.

But after all, everyone is at this age, and it's normal for them to be ignorant of emotional matters.

"Take a break, class will start soon." Liu Huaxing yawned and said, at the moment Yang Xiaoxiao and Qin Yulu were still drinking the cup of milk tea vigorously. Only then did Yang Xiaoxiao ask: "I think you are weird. Where did you learn how to use these spices? I have never heard the names of these spices."

"These are the ingredients needed in French cuisine. I am more interested in French cuisine, so I learned it." Liu Huaxing explained, "Otherwise, how do you think the meals you usually eat come from?"

"That's why I asked you if you want to be a chef in the future." Yang Xiaoxiao frowned and said, "Don't you think it's a waste to do so well?"

"That's because you haven't seen me do other things." Liu Huaxing raised his eyebrows and said, Yang Xiaoxiao narrowed his eyes and squinted at him, feeling as if he didn't believe it. Liu Huaxing was not in a hurry, he knew that he would wait until the stage of the show.

Because he can go to the milk tea shop to eat with the air conditioner, he no longer has to limit himself to good products like sushi, and he no longer has to rack his brains to think about what to eat at noon so that it will not be too hot and delicious. In the afternoon class , he has time to practice some sketching skills he has read from the Internet.

"Hmm..." Liu Huaxing grabbed a pencil by the side and glanced at Qin Yulu.

"What are you doing?" Qin Yulu frowned slightly and asked, Liu Huaxing explained: "This is to measure the proportion, use a pencil to compare it with the object to be sketched, and then you can know the approximate proportion, which will be more accurate when drawing .”

Hearing this, Qin Yulu blushed, and quickly picked up the book to cover herself: "Don't draw me, you can draw Yang Xiaoxiao."

"But I can only see the back of her head." Liu Huaxing said, picking Yang Xiaoxiao's braid with a pen.

Yang Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and stroked her braid impatiently. Liu Huaxing then turned to Qin Yulu to continue the comparison. The little girl dodged for a while until she caught the attention of the teacher on stage.

"Qin Yulu, Liu Huaxing! You two didn't listen well in class, what are you doing!?" Ren Xia roared dissatisfied.

But Liu Huaxing had already completed the comparison, so he didn't talk to the teacher, but read a file and went back to two minutes ago.

At this moment, Qin Yulu was still concentrating on listening to the lecture, but she was already used to Liu Huaxing drawing ghosts by the side during class, so she didn't notice that Liu Huaxing was drawing her at all.

Liu Huaxing looked down at Qin Yulu secretly, and began to draw. The job of sketching is actually very suitable for him. It requires patience, concentration and constant attempts to revise. Liu Huaxing's ability to read files has created his patience and concentration. So after four classes in the afternoon, when it was time to pack his schoolbags after school, Liu Huaxing Hua Xing finally completed his masterpiece.

"Dangdang!" He held up the painting in his hand and nodded contentedly, "The painting is awesome!"

In the painting, Qin Yulu rested her cheeks in one hand and put the other on the table, squinting her eyes slightly, with a lazy look, but she looked so peaceful and delicate, even the soft hair that fell from her ears They all look so tasteful, and they can even be said to be more beautiful than Qin Yulu herself. This is not surprising. After all, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Liu Huaxing automatically filtered out some flaws and beautified her. It can be regarded as manual PS.

Moreover, although I haven't drawn many sketches, the sketch thing is basically a reproduction of the real scene, so as long as I try and spend more time, I can always modify it to be exactly the same.

Qin Yulu in the painting is like a black-and-white photo, and she is almost the same as herself. Although it is not very similar, it is still eight or nine points.

Attracted by the movement on Liu Huaxing's side, Qin Yulu glanced at him absent-mindedly, and suddenly became agitated. She leaned over to take a closer look, and then pointed to Liu Huaxing and said, "You, you... When did you..."

"Yo." Yang Xiaoxiao also turned her head and glanced, and said with great interest, "This is Qin Yulu, right? The painting is so good, it's almost exactly the same."

"Where? Let me take a look." Ye Jiaxin also joined in the excitement at the moment, came over and took a look: "Wow! The drawing looks like it! It's the same as the photo. I can't tell Liu Huaxing, you used to be able to sketch ?"

Just as Liu Huaxing was about to answer, Qin Yulu snatched it from him without saying a word.

"What are you doing? Give it back to me." Liu Huaxing held out his hand to Qin Yulu.

"No, no!" Qin Yulu said angrily, then stuffed the painting into a book and threw it into her schoolbag, "You violated my portrait right! I didn't even agree to your drawing! I confiscated this painting!"

Liu Huaxing squinted at her, but didn't want to come back after thinking about it. After all, he could draw another one at any time. As for whether Qin Yulu confiscated the painting out of shyness and anger, or because she wanted to keep it for herself...unknown.