Ding Quankai is basically out of class at present, and this is an internship in Wen Wan's sand painting studio.

He already has the ability to take orders and performances independently, such as wedding sand painting videos, sand painting performances at some corporate events, etc., and is a member who can bring profits to the studio, and he is also a person who can support himself with sand painting.

I don't have a list lately, but I still come to the studio very early every day to practice and make some videos to submit online, including some short video websites, which are still profitable.

"Huh?"

Ding Quankai saw Meng Fan when he came to the studio, and asked curiously: "Brother Tie, you won't have gone back since yesterday, right?"

Meng Fan smiled: "I got up early. ”

It was early, and they had already run ten kilometers to come here after taking a shower and eating breakfast, but this time point seemed to Ding Quankai to be very early.

"When did he leave yesterday?"

Ding Quankai met the members of the studio who were on duty during this time.

"I don't know the specifics, anyway, I'm still there at two o'clock. The man sighed, "This Nima is too hard! It's amazing to come so early in the morning." ”

Ding Quankai sighed: "It is really not unreasonable for some people to succeed. You don't know how talented he is at sand painting......"

This morning, Ding Quankai's practice time and the time spent watching on Meng Fan's side were not as good as the time he and others blew Meng Fan.

At around ten o'clock, Wen Wan came once, watched Meng Fan for ten minutes and then couldn't stand the blow and left, and then called Qin Gang, curious about what kind of existence Meng Fan was.

What can Qin Gang say, Meng Fan's comic painting skills have improved rapidly during this time, and she still hasn't fully understood what is going on, so she can't take Meng Fan's words out and say that this kid is a genius, right...... That's all I seem.

In addition, Qin Gang was also curious about how far Meng Fan had learned sand painting to make Wen Ran so out of shape, so he asked Wen Wan to send a video over.

Read.

Qin Gang was a little confused, it looked a little powerful, but it didn't seem to be very powerful, wasn't it just an ordinary sand painting video, and there was nothing particularly outstanding.

On second thought, I understood.

It's only one day of study!

Actually, Wen Wan didn't say that this video was sent to her by Xiao Ding at nine o'clock last night, if it was today, it wouldn't look ordinary, but a little powerful!

......

Learning makes me happy, practice makes me forget time, and earnestness makes me ...... The stomach reminded Meng Fan on time that it was time for dinner.

From half past seven in the morning to more than five o'clock in the afternoon, except for a meal at noon, Meng Fan is almost always practicing, and he is indeed quite selfless, and under the concentration, the conversion rate is also quite high, Meng Fan thinks, by now, the transformation of painting skills to sand painting should be +8 or +9.

Because there is no bottleneck in the transformation, Meng Fan feels that after practicing tonight, +10 or more is not a big problem, as long as the sand painting skills are proficient enough, then you can make sand paintings for the songs sent by Su Qingcen and Bai Zhi, and then send them after the shooting is completed, and it will be good to talk about the next thing.

If the sand painting is not at the level where they can perform on the big stage, Meng Fan is not willing to embarrass them, as for what to do if they don't want it or the organizer doesn't want it to perform at the performance level, Meng Fan didn't think about it for the time being, I really don't want it, it's not embarrassing, I can only go to the scene to rub the live camera.

And the reason why Meng Fan is so hard is mainly due to the relationship of time, now it is November 7th, just a few days away from Double Eleven, he needs to transform to a level that can be performed as soon as possible, and it cannot be later than the 9th at first, otherwise, even if your sand painting is good, the organizer will not agree to temporarily join such a performance, and need to give them a certain amount of time to buffer.

Rehearsals and rehearsals are always needed.

So time is of the essence.

Meng Fan continued after dinner.

"Still practicing?"

After Wen Wan dealt with the matter at hand, she was about to leave the studio at eight o'clock in the evening, glanced at Meng Fan in the studio, and asked Ding Quankai curiously: "Have you not rested?"

Ding Quankai nodded heavily: "It's crazy!"

"If you don't go crazy, you can't live. Wen Wan recalled the time when she practiced sand painting by herself, and then said to Ding Quankai, "You should also work harder, otherwise, he will be able to catch up with you." ”

Ding Quankai smiled bitterly: "Don't you know, his current level is already higher than mine!"

What else can Wen Wan say, is sand painting so simple?

At three o'clock, Meng Fan yawned and returned home, washed and slept, this night dreaming, it is basically the various versions of the MV of "Xiasha", they all say that people's brains will enter water, Meng Fan is considered to be in the sand, he faces the sand all day long, and it is not strange to dream at night with sand.

All kinds of sand, all kinds of sand paintings.

"You're learning sand painting?"

After running early the next morning, Wu Tong asked curiously, in the past two days, Meng Fan would send her a sand painting video, and the content was particularly shameless and shameless, so she had to be curious.

"Well, I think it's quite fun, one more live broadcast craft. Meng Fan nodded, but he didn't dare to mention the video content sent to her.

Wu Tong said with a smile: "Do you want to learn sand sculpture too?" I watched the sand sculpture festival once, it was very interesting. ”

Meng Fan's courage was also fat: "If I want to really learn, I will carve you." ”

Wu Tong was so angry that he pushed Meng Fan, Meng Fan's stretching posture could barely maintain balance, this push, he sat directly on the ground, the posture and expression can be said to be quite a sand sculpture, Wu Tong immediately giggled when he saw it.

"Huh?"

"Hold on!"

There are not many people who jog in the morning, but there are always them, and when they heard the laughter from Wu Tong's side, they all pricked up their ears and stared at their eyes.

Meng Fan + Wu Tong, at the beginning, the entire academy refused, but slowly they got used to it, and even many people were looking forward to Meng Fan and Wu Tong really being together, or they were already together, hoping that they would make it public.

In private, it's even more boring to give the two of them a lot of CP names, there are Wu Mengda CP, Guoman CP, Morning Cannon CP, About Run CP, Rice Bucket CP and Roommate CP and other weird CP names, and the most called should be Temu's true love CP.

Iron is an iron tower, wood is taken from Tong, true love must be that Meng Fan and Wu Tong can be together should be true love, at least, Wu Tong is true love for Meng Fan.

Of course, if Meng Fan was given the choice, of course he would want to be the same......

"Is this flirting?"

"I've never seen a beautiful girl in a Chinese painting laugh like this. ”

"The iron tower can be pushed to the ground!

"No wonder you're single, you don't understand this!

It's really special to go out for a run early in the morning and eat a wave of dog food...... Fragrant!