Back home, Ding Meng and Song Qingyuan checked the hand-painted materials in the study, Song Qingyuan left a lot of hand-drawn manuscripts before, but for a beginner, it must be too late to learn, Ding Meng also saw the difficulty of Song Qingyuan's hand-drawn manuscripts, and directly gave up imitation, let him check some of the information left before.

Ding Meng is good at not forgetting, but it is still a little difficult to really operate, she can only imitate a rough idea by memory, if combined with her own ideas, it is difficult to innovate, and, if it is imitation plagiarism, it is easy to be found by others, this is a live hand-painted, to contact are the industry seniors, they must know the industry's hand-painted successful manuscripts very well, if they rely on imitation at this time, it is undoubtedly a matter of hitting the muzzle.

She's not stupid enough to be stupid to this extent, and now that Ding Qi is also there, if she is unhappy and comes out to intervene, all her plans will be in vain.

Maybe she was a little absent-minded, Song Qingyuan called her twice, and she came back to her senses.

Song Qingyuan frowned, "Is there something else, I see that you have not been in a state of mood for the past two days." ”

"It's okay, maybe I'm worried about this fight, and you know, for me, it's not just about practice. She wanted to speak and stopped, and simply swiped over, avoiding Song Qingyuan's questioning.

"If you really want to make it to the finals, it's very simple, you don't have to memorize these hand-drawn. ”

She was stunned, "What?

Song Qingyuan nodded, "I'll draw a temporary picture now, you can go and paint it directly on the spot tomorrow, and you can copy it completely." ”

Ding Meng was stunned, although it was cheating, it was better than not having any preparation at all.

He knew what he was worried about, and said, "I haven't published a work for many years, and my hand-drawn drawings generally don't appear on major platforms, and they can't find them, so if you draw my work, it's still easy to enter the finals." ”

Her frowning brows loosened slightly, her eyes struggled continuously, and for a long time, a word "good" came out of her mouth

Song Qingyuan took out a paintbrush and paper from the study, he hadn't painted by hand for a long time, and he was a little rusty, but it only took a moment for him to swing freely, and soon, the overall framework was seen where the pen reached directly, and he explained while drawing. In the semi-finals, the general designer will pay attention to the whole, the medium designer will pay attention to the color, the best designer will grasp the details, each stroke can not see what the frame is, but the last stroke will outline the entire originally irrelevant framework, so, if you want to win, the key is not to look at the whole, and you don't need to pay too much attention to color, mainly the style of writing. ”

He explained very carefully, every stroke fell, Ding Meng remembered it clearly, but in half an hour, the whole picture had been outlined, although it was a stick figure, but it could be seen that his skills over the years were indeed very solid, and he could even reach the level of a god, no wonder those people would break their heads and want to practice under him.

Ding Meng closed his eyes, went through each stroke in his mind, kept up with his rhythm, picked up the pen, and quickly copied it, and never looked at his work again during the whole process.

Ten minutes have passed, and her copying is close to two-thirds of the way, and the speed is very fast and smooth, as if it is drawn automatically from the depths of inspiration.

Song Qingyuan glanced at her with great satisfaction, and then looked at her painting hand, her thin fingertips against the paper, which looked particularly delicate and clear, which suddenly reminded him of a poem: There is a beautiful woman in the distance.

She finished copying the sketches, took the design down, and placed it next to his painting, and the two drawings were placed together, almost identical, as if they had been printed.

"The following is refinement. "Song Qingyuan picked up the pen" refinement is a very complicated work, requiring the eyes and hands to cooperate at the same time, without distraction, and carefully draw the seemingly simple places in more detail, three-dimensional and more elite. ”

He traced his fingers in detail on the paper, and the two men were busy until the early hours of the morning.

Ding Meng took a leave of absence the next day and practiced at home for a day, and she didn't relax her nerves until the next day's competition.

On the field, the interns of various companies are present, and the interns are all old employees of various companies, basically at the master level, if whose apprentice wins the championship this time, it is also an advantage for their master, at least go out and talk about it, they still have achievements, even if it is a job hop is a highlight.

Ding Meng followed the company's old designers into the competition site, the competition venue used the largest stadium in Qingdao, with 20 tables and painting tools placed in the middle, and some of the company's famous designers and their apprentices were played on the big screens at both ends from time to time.

Ding Meng's company didn't use too many employees to come over, but a few people came to cheer for it, and then there were the three contestants.

She was led to her competition position by the staff, and the two people next to her, a man and a woman, were returnee interns from Song Qingyuan's department, not very old, but with a lot of qualifications, and I heard that she took on a lot of designs independently.

One is called Shen Tian and the other is Sun Yi.

Shen Tian had a cheerful personality, and when he saw Ding Meng coming over, he nodded and greeted him with a smile, and Sun Yi on the side glanced at Ding Meng with disdain, and seemed to look down on Ding Meng.

Ding Meng didn't care, after all, here, she was more concerned about the result of the game for a while.

As time went by little by little, there were still ten minutes before the start of the game, everyone was nervously checking their tools, Ding Meng also opened his paintbrush to check as usual, and was about to take out one, when suddenly a person behind her slammed into her arm, turned his head and looked at Ding Meng with disdain, "I'm sorry, I'm not careful." ”

The muscles and bones of Ding Meng's arm were severely damaged, and the brief paralysis made her brows furrow.

Shen Tian on the side stood up, "It's you again, the people of Qimo Company can't beat us in the competition, and now they start using this low-level means to stop us from taking the first place?"

When the people around them heard this, they all looked at them and talked about it.

"Isn't that Qimo's Liu Nihai, didn't I hear that after being kicked out of the company by Song Qingyuan, there have been rumors that he wants to take revenge on Song Qingyuan, it seems to be true. ”

"No, I heard that a while ago, their Qimo Company also robbed Zhu Qing of several projects. ”

"No wonder, I said who dares to be so bold, how can such a person enter the rematch. ”

"After spending money, Qimo Company can't do anything. ”

"Don't say it, I know she's not a good thing. ”

When Liu Ruhai heard this, he glared at Shen Tian angrily, "Tie your mouth tightly for me, be careful that I tear you apart." ”

"You..." Shen Tian was about to have a seizure, but Ding Meng grabbed her.

"Forget it, the game is important. ”

Liu Yihai stared at Ding Meng with an evil smile on his face, "You don't want to grab the first, with me, you won't get anything." ”

Ding Meng is nothing more than helping the company deal with Qi Mo last time, and it will not be regarded as a thorn in the side, looking at Liu like a sea, as if he wants to trample himself under his feet.

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, she said coldly, "Then give it a try and see who the first one is." ”