Collapse, surrender to me!

At that time, the purpose was to evaluate her piano playing level. Although it was very standard, it was stuck there.

"The process?"

After returning to the studio.

Grace picked up the paintbrush and looked at it.

After all, whether it is singing, painting, or playing the piano, it can all be considered art.

She seemed to understand something.

"Qiqi."

"?"

"Come and be a model for me."

"it is good."

Qiqi responded succinctly.

"Do I need to strike a pose? I have a variety of poses in my database now."

As it spoke, the doll stuck out its butt and made a very seductive gesture.

Most people can't do this move because it will break the waist. It's more difficult for dance and acrobatics professionals to do it.

The armed puppet struck a pose, with bright eyes and a pitiful look.

But no matter how Grayshu looked at it, it seemed weird.

It was like Alicia making a seductive move, and there was not much sense of incongruity.

But when Grace learned the same moves herself, the taste changed.

The east is imitated.

Learning to walk in Handan.

That’s pretty much what it means.

"...Where did you learn this?" Grayshu couldn't help but ask.

"One who COSed as a succubus, more than 100,000 people liked her post, so it's very popular." Qiqi explained seriously.

"It's time to format your database."

Gray Xiu said quietly.

"You don't have to pose, just stand there on the windowsill."

Qiqi is a very good model.

Because it won’t make you tired.

Gretchen started painting very slowly.

But as time went by, I painted faster and faster.

One sheet.

Two sheets.

three.

……

Soon.

He drew the number seven seven all over the floor.

“Are these all drawn for me?”

Afterwards, Qiqi looked very happy.

"Ah."

Gray nodded.

Take out a blank art album and put all the paintings in it.

While arranging the painting, he was thinking.

Qiqi, as a model, did not move.

But every Qiqi she draws is actually slightly different.

The thought behind each stroke is different from the previous one.

This is probably what Xingge said, the important process.

She seemed to understand something.

……

Not quite like the other members of the band.

In order for Grace to improve her skills, she didn't need practice, she only needed theory.

I was lying in the studio, my singing skills growing in my heart.

After all, for little Grace, as long as she understands the theory, she can use it perfectly.

Singing, after all, is about controlling the muscles, vocal cords and other human organs.

As a fusion warrior, this subtle control over one's own body is the most basic of the basics.

Following the sound of the door being pushed open.

Grace put down the book in her hand.

He looked at the two people who came in.

It was Bradley who had been here a few days ago, and he came in hand in hand with...

"My wife," Bradley introduced solemnly.

The woman next to her smiled and nodded kindly.

"…Hello, madam."

Gray was stunned for a moment.

The Emperor of the East China Sea and Pochi-chan always come alone every time.

Although Dr. May had said before that it should be possible to bring others in through physical contact, no one did so.

This president is the first one.

"I came here this time to ask you to draw a picture for my wife," Bradley made the request.

"no problem."

Grace nodded happily.

This was her job.

This is the first official work since the opening of the studio.

Grayxiu painted very carefully.

The President's wife's temperament and color are also very good.

When this painting was finished, the sky had already become dark.

The girl felt that she might have performed beyond her level this time.

At first glance, the painting gives people a vague feeling, which is the special painting technique she used when creating it.

To put it simply, this painting has a total of 30 layers of oil paint, and each layer is only a few millimeters thick.

This way of painting allows you to see no harsh brushstrokes at all.

This creates a hazy beauty.

Although the original intention of this method is to make the characters more realistic, in real life, there are actually no such perfect people and perfect light, which makes people become unreal.

Use the same technique.

It's that famous painting, Mona Lisa.

For Grace, technique is not a problem.

It's just a matter of feeling whether it fits or not.

The feeling that the First Lady gave her was very consistent with this style of painting.

Bradley and his wife had never seen Mona Lisa, but they could see the high standard of the painting.

Lifelike, yet beyond reality itself.

"Any painter in the Federation would be ashamed of himself compared to you."

Madam exclaimed in admiration.

"I like this painting very much."

After thanking her, the lady took the painting and left.

But Bradley didn't leave. Instead, he asked a somewhat strange question.

"What do you think of my wife?"

"Very standard."

Grace thought about it and gave an answer that seemed irrelevant.

But that's what she thought in her heart.

Although she has never met other first lady.

But the other party just now really gave her the feeling that this is what the president's wife should be like.

Bradley was silent after hearing this, as if thinking about how to start next.

"If you have anything else, just tell me."

Grace thought about it and decided to give a precautionary measure first.

"But I'm not sure if I can help you. After all, if you, as the president of your country, can't do it, I may not be able to do it either."

"No big deal."

Bradley shook his head and changed the subject.

"By the way, are you interested in becoming the Federation's chief painter?"

"Ah? I'm afraid not."

Grayshu shook her head quickly.

"My home is here. My father, mother, sister and aunt are all here. I can't go with you."

"It's just a sinecure. If you have time, come and see me."

Bradley said seriously.

"Perhaps you have some concerns in your heart... But no matter how much I say, it is better for you to come here and experience it for yourself, take a look at this country, and then decide whether to help me or not."

"Even if I refuse in the end, I can just think of it as traveling in another world and experiencing the local customs and culture."

……

From start to finish.

The President did not make any demands, nor did he try to force anyone.

"Does he believe that I will help him?"

Grayshut muttered as he looked at the silver pocket watch in his hand.

She didn't feel anything wrong about it.

It is normal for a child as pure as a blank sheet of paper to be seen through by the president of a country.

As for this silver pocket watch, it was left by Bradley and is engraved with the presidential emblem and the six-pointed star logo.