Yu Le, who was offended, ate with his own lunch box and ignored the two.
Isn't it just a girlfriend
Is there a single fragrance
"Oh, by the way, how did you play last week? If it's fun, I'll take Yueyue there too." Sun Wen suddenly thought, "Two days off, just so you can help me."
"It's good." Qin Guanglin nodded, and then laughed: "There is a Cuihua girl who is soaring in the daytime. You burn twenty tubes of incense and worship, maybe your relationship will be improved."
"Tch, feelings are created by talking, what's the use of worshiping that thing?" Sun Wen paused, "Is it serious in your daytime?"
"Let's go, there are wishing trees and wishing cards over there, anyway, give them all, if they are useful, won't they make a lot of money?"
Qin Guanglin spoke out Teacher He's words without blushing, as if he had forgotten that he had the same attitude as Sun Wen last week.
"Girls like all these bells and whistles, so we should take her for a walk." Sun Wen thought it made sense, "As long as she is happy, the relationship will naturally be fine. This matter has to be arranged and will be posted in a few days." Just pay."
"Arrange arrangements."
Qin Guanglin originally wanted to talk to the boss after dinner, and get some serious work to do, but now he doesn't need it, let's talk about Sun Wen's work for a few days, and study Chen Rui's painting methods by the way.
After lunch, he was about to return to his seat, when he turned around and saw Jiang Lingling sitting there.
"What are you sitting here watching?"
"Ah..." Jiang Lingling hurriedly stood up and gave way, "Boss, you were thinking about this just now."
In her hand, she held the sketch that Qin Guanglin just drew casually, "Artist."
No wonder it was not easy to apply for the lead writer right away.
"What kind of artist are you?" Qin Guanglin took back the sketch and put it on the table, "Hurry up and take a nap."
"oh."
Jiang Lingling returned to her seat, turned her head after a while and asked, "Boss, I haven't thanked you yet, you refused to invite you to dinner twice last week..."
"You're welcome."
"That's so embarrassing, can I invite you to dinner tonight? I'm really sorry if you don't let me thank you."
"I don't have time tonight." Qin Guanglin gathered up the rest of the manuscripts that he hadn't drawn in the morning, "You can help me finish these drawings, just take it as a thank you."
Just in the afternoon, I will go to Sun Wen's to do coloring and get acquainted with his work.
"..."
Jiang Lingling opened her mouth and said nothing, she took the stack of manuscripts in Qin Guanglin's hand sullenly.
What the hell kind of thanks!
Something is wrong!
"Put it back if you don't finish the painting, and work on your third issue first." Qin Guanglin ordered, and lay down on the table to get ready to rest.
"I can finish the painting."
Jiang Lingling opened the pages to look, then looked at Qin Guanglin, decided not to take a lunch break, picked up the brush and started sketching.
The rain was beating on the window, and it was rattling non-stop. The summer heat had already been washed away. Even if the air conditioner was not turned on, the room could feel refreshing and cool. This kind of environment was most suitable for a nap. It was past two o'clock in the afternoon.
Looking up, everyone was getting ready for work. He got up and went to the water dispenser to drink a glass of water, then swayed to Sun Wen's position.
A small studio is just that good, free and easy.
"I'll come, you go and do something else." Qin Guanglin squeezed Sun Wen away, picked up the spray gun and started working.
"Be careful, don't be in a hurry." Sun Wen couldn't help reminding him when he saw his movements open and closed.
"rest assured."
Although Qin Guanglin's preparations were a bit big, his hands were still very gentle, and he started spraying carefully from a simple place on the edge.
This kind of hand-drawing work is different from computer drawing. If you make a mistake on the computer, ctrl+z will solve it. If you make a mistake in hand-painting, it will be much more cumbersome to remedy. If it is serious, the entire draft will be scrapped.
"Brother Wen, shouldn't this hair be brighter?" Yu Le asked Sun Wen for advice with the small manuscript he was in charge of.
"It depends on the intensity of the light. The background is dark and the light source is far away. This hair can't be too bright. Tsk, didn't I tell you before?"
"oh… "
Yu Le scratched his head, "Should I enroll in a training class?"
"It's useless. You need to practice more and think about it more. It's better than any class."
Sun Wen vetoed his thoughts, nodded Qin Guanglin with his chin and said: "The teachers in those training classes may not be able to catch up with this kid. If you have the money, you can treat him to a few meals and ask him for more advice?"
"Is brother Lin so powerful?" Yu Le looked at Qin Guanglin beside him and couldn't help being envious.
"Don't listen to his nonsense." Qin Guanglin didn't raise his head, "There's no need to eat or anything, just ask if you have any questions."
"Tsk, modesty." Sun Wen shook his head and said to Yu Le, "Wait a minute."
He took out his mobile phone and searched, "Just search for this kid's paintings... You see, this is what he drew, and it's still hanging here."
"It's really a master." Yu Le's eyes were almost glistening, "Lin Ge teach me more!"
"All right, all right, ask more questions." Qin Guanglin didn't care, "If you don't ask me, how do I know what you don't understand?"
"Okay, thank you Brother Lin, shall I treat you to dinner tonight?"
"No, why does everyone want to invite me to dinner?"
Qin Guanglin waved his hand, "Hurry up and draw yours, put more thought into it, draw more, it's better than anything else."
This sentence was told to them by the teacher in the first class in the university.
Hard work can make up for one's weakness is not empty talk. Although talent is very important, considering the level of effort of most people, it is far from reaching the point of competing with talent.
The difference between a master and the top is talent, and the difference between a master and a low hand is hard work, talent is just saving a few sheets of paper.
"good!"
Seeing that he did not refuse, Yu Le happily sat aside and continued with his work.
He stayed at home and read all kinds of comics since he was a child. At the beginning, he wanted to enter the Academy of Fine Arts, but he lost the chain as soon as he got the exam. After repeating it for a year, he was still struggling in the culture class. Fortunately, he met Sun Wen and brought him into this industry. .
"Huh?" Chen Rui came out of the office, saw the big man Sun Wen standing there, took a look, and then saw Qin Guanglin sitting on Sun Wen's seat with a spray gun.
"Boss." Seeing Chen Rui coming over, Sun Wen greeted him.
Qin Guanglin looked up and saw the boss approaching, he gestured with a spray gun, "I'll try."
"It's okay, you continue, I'll take a look."
Chen Rui waved his hand, and stood aside to watch Qin Guanglin fiddle with it.
There are not so many rules in a small studio, and it is definitely forbidden to delay the work if you miss the job, but if you can do it well, he hopes that everyone is all-round and proficient in everything.
"Is it okay?" Qin Guanglin was a little uncomfortable. He was still in the internship period, so he came here to fiddle with the main works, and he would feel guilty no matter what.
"That's right, you can practice more." Chen Rui carefully looked at the previous completed storyboards, and patted him on the shoulder, "You are quite talented in color, do you want to switch to this?"
"No." Qin Guanglin pondered for a while, looked up at him and smiled, "I want to cover everything."
From drawing the first line to the completion of coloring, this is a complete work.
He likes to be complete.
Chen Rui was stunned for a moment before he realized it, smiled and pointed at him, "Okay, you should have said it earlier."
"Return to regular position early?" Qin Guanglin asked.
"Wait." Chen Rui turned his head and walked to the office.
After a while, he came out with a thin booklet and put it on the table, "Make this first and try your hand."
Qin Guanglin opened it and flipped through it twice, then answered, "No problem."
The above is a short story, just suitable for him to practice.
(end of this chapter)