The interview process was surprisingly easy.
The interviewer—that is, the owner of the studio had a brief talk with Qin Guanglin, and asked him to try painting after looking at his previous works.
"You can simplify the details here. The comics don't need to be so detailed, so the efficiency can be faster."
The boss named Chen Rui pointed to the figure sketched by Qin Guanglin and said this to him.
"Okay." Qin Guanglin nodded, it would be easier...
After leaving the office, he still felt a little illusory. Was the interview so casual
"How to say?" Sun Wen leaned over and asked.
Qin Guanglin thought for a while, "He said that if possible, he can come to work in a few days, and he is mainly responsible for hand-painting."
"how do you say?"
"I said think about it and give him an answer in two days."
"Yes!" Sun Wen patted him on the shoulder, "You should think about it carefully."
"Okay." Qin Guanglin looked at his watch, "Go to work hard, I'll be back first."
At this time, Sun Wen was at work, so it was not good to chat too much with him.
Sun Wen sent Qin Guanglin to the door and returned to his desk to paint and paint. The people next to him came to gossip curiously, "Brother Wen, how was your friend's interview?"
"Okay, I'll just wait for him to think about it and come to work now. It's not me bragging. That guy is much better than me."
"real?"
"Can there be a fake?"
Qin Guanglin took the elevator downstairs and walked to the bus station, thinking about whether he might make a fortune teller tomorrow whether this job is reliable—he thinks it’s okay, he can learn this thing and draw some short stories by himself, in the Internet age, As long as it is done well, it can be mixed with food.
When passing by a small shop, Qin Guanglin paused. There were many small items on the trolley at the entrance of the shop. He walked over to take a look, and he immediately fell in love with a panda-shaped hair tie.
Might as well like this...
"How much is this?" Qin Guanglin took out his wallet and asked.
"Ten dollars."
Taking out ten yuan and giving it to the boss, Qin Guanglin put the hair rope into his pocket, ready to show it to He Wu tomorrow.
It’s always like this when you first fell in love. When you find something delicious, you want to give it to your partner to taste. When you read a good book, you want to recommend it to your partner. When you see something interesting, you want to experience it together. would like...
The sour smell of love is everywhere.
All the way back to the neighborhood, the chubby little neighbor next door was holding a bowl about the size of his head, squatting at the door snoring and eating noodles, his eyes lit up when he saw Qin Guanglin come back.
"Dinning so late?" Qin Guanglin asked casually.
This little chubby pier was cute when he followed him all day long and called Brother Lin, but now he is getting skinny at the age where dogs would hate him, jumping up and down every day, but he is still honest when facing him.
Little Fatty quickly swallowed the noodles in his mouth, and shouted in surprise: "Brother Lin, are you back?"
"I'm back." Qin Guanglin raised his chin to signal him, "You leaked from the bottom of your bowl."
Little Fatty was startled, and subconsciously wanted to turn over to take a look at the bottom of the bowl, then stopped his movements, and said angrily, "The same trick can't fool me a second time!"
"It's fine if you don't believe me." Qin Guanglin shrugged and walked to his home again.
"Brother Lin, teach me how to draw." Xiao Pangdun shouted after him with a bowl in his hand, "I want to draw a cat!"
"The homework is drawing cats?" Qin Guanglin squinted at him, every time there was homework in school, this kid always looked like this.
"It's a competition, I want Da Heitan to win the prize!"
"You eat first, and then come to me after eating." Qin Guanglin looked at his mouth full of noodle soup, "Remember to wash it up, I will kick you out if you are dirty."
"Okay! I'll finish eating right away!" The little fat pier replied and stopped following, and continued to stuff noodles into his mouth with a snort.
When Qin Guanglin returned home, Qin's mother was not there, so he probably went to Aunt Wang to study the old objects again. He poured himself a glass of water and sat on the sofa, feeling that he had nothing to do.
After waiting quietly for a while, Qin Guanglin got up and went to the studio, ready to draw a picture of Chef He's cooking. Originally, he wanted to draw it last night, but he was really tired so he went to bed first.
Different from the painting he sent to He Wu last time, this time Qin Guanglin wanted to draw with a pencil, so that he could more directly show his instant inspiration from last night and make the scene more vivid.
Why don't you wear an apron to look gentle and graceful, as if it has been engraved in your heart, Qin Guanglin thought for a while and then put down his pen, he will come over later, so he is not in a hurry to draw now.
Soon the doorbell rang, and Qin Guanglin went to open the door. The little fat man stood at the door with a big black cat under his armpit. The big black cat didn't dare to move, and looked at Qin Guanglin pitifully.
"Why did you bring Aunt Li's cat here?"
The cat is called Heitan, and it is raised by Aunt Li's neighbor. He often hangs around in this area, so everyone is familiar with it.
Little Fatty lifted the big black cat up to Qin Guanglin: "I want to draw big black charcoal, let it win the prize!"
"Come in first." Qin Guanglin stepped aside to let Xiaopangdun in with the cat in his arms, and then closed the door.
"How to draw?" Little Pang Dun asked him honestly as he stood in the studio with the cat in his arms.
"Drawing a cat is very simple. You put the black charcoal on the paper, press on its body, and then draw a circle around it with a pen." Qin Guanglin guided by holding a water glass.
Taking the cat off the paper, Xiao Pangdun doubted his life against the invisible lines on the paper, "This is not big black charcoal!"
"Just add two more eyes." Qin Guanglin guided him after drinking the water.
"It's not a cat at all!" Xiao Pangdun looked at the irregular shape on the paper angrily, and there were two dots in the middle that were eyes.
"Cats are liquid and can change shape."
"You lied to me!"
"Then what do you want to draw?" Qin Guanglin rubbed Heitan's head.
"I want a very powerful big black charcoal!" Little Pang Dun raised his head and thought for a while, "Like a Transformer!"
Transformers cat
Qin Guanglin thought about it, and had to admit that he couldn't imagine what it would be like.
"Wait for me a while." The little fat man left the studio, opened the door and ran out.
"..."
Qin Guanglin stood in the living room holding Heitan and smoothing it, waiting to see what he wanted to do.
After a while, Little Fatty ran back again, holding a Transformers toy in his hand, "I want this big black charcoal!"
"Well... okay." Qin Guanglin put Heitan aside, and Heitan lay obediently on the ground, wagging his tail and looking at the two of them.
Learning to draw is just an excuse, Xiao Pangdun just wanted to ask Qin Guanglin to help him draw, and then show off to his classmates.
Qin Guanglin didn't care, he took a pencil to write and draw on the drawing board, and looked at the Transformers placed next to Xiaopangdun from time to time, and soon a Transformers cat came out.
"How?" Qin Guanglin couldn't understand Xiaopangdun's aesthetics, so he could only ask his opinion.
"marvelous!"
Little Fatty blushed with excitement, this was simply what he imagined Big Heitan should look like.
Powerful, domineering!
"Here, take it and hand in your homework."
I hope this kid won't be beaten up by the teacher.
"Thank you Brother Lin!" Xiaopangdun ran out with the painting in his hands as if he had found a treasure, not even caring about Heitan and his Transformers.
Qin Guanglin quickly called him to stop, pointed to Heitan on the ground, "Take your Transformers away, and Heitan."
"profound."
Little Fatty ran back to pick up Heitan and Transformers.
God knows where children are so energetic, they like to run no matter what.
(end of this chapter)