turned on the computer, Gong Qingchen began to write the plan for Xiao Qiao's photos, but after thinking about it for a long time, she still only listed the outline and did not write specific steps. Since she started working, she has been doing marketing and promotion for characters, which she has really never dabbled in about tourist locations.

She first looked for a few successful marketing cases and thought about learning from the experience. Xiao Qiao's debut was a little hasty, a few people discussed it in the office, and they gave it to it, and the result was that his follow-up resources were a little unable to catch up, "Mosaic Manor" was released for two months, and the box office has exceeded one billion, of course, all the money invested by the company has been recovered, and there is a small profit, it is in this movie that Xiao Qiao has a sense of existence in the eyes of the audience, after that, if it weren't for the reality show re-edited and broadcast on satellite TV, he could brush his face a little, how could his resources be released on National Day" Spring Breeze Rising".

Still a layman. Gong Qingchen thought, fortunately, Xiao Qiao's agent is quite experienced, and he talked about KT, and when the commercial film is filmed, he doesn't have to worry about a blank period for publicity.

It was rare to spend a fulfilling afternoon, when Ji Yunyang came to knock on the door and called her to get off work, Gong Qingchen was still a little unresponsive.

"Will you be able to leave work on time today?" she asked, surprised.

"Yes, your best friend felt sorry for me today and took all the things away, and I was given a little vacation. Ji Yunyang said with a smile, "Shall we go down now, or shall I wait for you a while?"

Gong Qingchen smiled, Huo Xiaoran must have wanted to find out who was spreading her rumors, and gave Ji Yunyang to get off work first, she said: "I want to finish reading this information in my hand, there are still two or three pages, you can sit down first, it will be fine immediately." ”

After reading the case, Gong Qingchen picked up his bag and went downstairs with Ji Yunyang, and now there was no one in the elevator, the two of them stood side by side, and drove out of the building to pick up Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao has an art class today, when Gong Qingchen went to see her off, he happened to meet Mao Mao and her mother, because she and Ji Yunyang often came to send Xiaoxiao, and this couple in order to make more friends with them, the time they appeared in the studio also greatly increased.

After the two little girls met, they said hello and entered the studio, Gong Qingchen sat in the parents' waiting area, and picked up a collection of works that he had taught students before bound by the teacher in the studio next to him.

Maomao's mother looked at her for a long time before she greeted with a smile: "Miss Gong, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Call me Mrs. Ji. Gong Qingchen glanced at her, and replied with a polite smile, she and Ji Yunyang are now in a semi-public state, except for a little attention in the company, other places are basically not shy about it.

Maomao's mother first showed a surprised expression, and then said: "Congratulations to you and Mr. Ji......!

"Everything is the same as before. Gong Qingchen replied, "Including the name, she is still Gu Yan." Maomao's mother obviously thought that they had recently gotten married, and Xiaoxiao would follow Ji Yunyang's surname.

Maomao's mother chatted more this time than last time, and didn't say anything more, just smiled and nodded, and asked Xiaoxiao about the recent progress of painting.

"Mao Mao only thinks about playing all day long, holding a paintbrush, and has been quiet for less than ten minutes, either drinking water and eating snacks, or going to the toilet, and her head is slippery!" she said with a headache, "I don't know why I suddenly lost interest in painting." ”

"It's normal for children to have no sex, they liked it before, but they don't like it so much now. The whole process comforted her, "Don't force her, the more you push the child, the stronger the child's rebellious mentality, and in the end she may really give up." ”

Maomao's mother was full of distress: "We didn't say anything, just let her take Xiaoxiao as an example." How long does Xiaoxiao practice every day now?"

"We don't give her a set time, if she has a class, she may go home in the evening and paint a few more still lifes, but if she doesn't have a class, it will be longer, and sometimes she doesn't want to paint, so she can use paint in the studio and then paint blocks on the paper, and she can play for a long time. Gong Qingchen said, "She is also an interest for a while, a while ago I thought dancing was good-looking, and I wanted to learn to dance, I signed up for a weekend class, and I jumped at home when I had nothing to do, or I asked her to paint at least one painting a day." ”

"You asked her to draw it, and she painted it, what to paint?" Maomao's mother hurriedly learned the experience, "I'll try to let Maomao paint when I go home." ”

"It's stick figures. Gong Qingchen said and turned on his mobile phone to show her the photos he had taken of planting vegetables in the past few days, mainly introducing Xiaoxiao's paintings.

"This style of painting ......" Maomao's mother stammered, this person who has no art foundation can also do it!

Gong Qingchen was stunned for a moment, remembering that because of these stick figures, she still owed someone a reply. She smiled apologetically at Maomao's mother, lowered her head, and quickly replied to the publisher's intention to refuse.

Maomao's mother poked her head curiously, wanting to see what Gong Qingchen was replying, Gong Qingchen hadn't reacted yet, Ji Yunyang, who had been sitting quietly beside her, quickly blocked it with her hand, not letting her see the content on the screen, but it was too late, Maomao's mother still saw the words "Haiwen Publishing House".

"Mrs. Ji works in publishing?" she asked, a little surprised.

"Huh?" Gong Qingchen was still a little unresponsive, glanced at Ji Yunyang, who nodded at her, took over, and said, "No, it's just that recently she uploaded some of Xiaoxiao's usual paintings on the Internet, and the publishing house saw it and wanted to give Xiaoxiao a picture book." ”

"Oh, you're smiling. Maomao's mother said enviously, "We Maomao don't have such good luck." ”

Gong Qingchen is not happy now, how can it be called "such good luck"? We were selected because of our strength, you see, there are so many children in the country who study art, and how many of them have won the national championship?

"If Mao Mao also wants to participate, I can recommend it to the publishing house. Ji Yunyang said without leaking, "Xiaoxiao has been busy lately, and we have rejected the publishing house." ”

Maomao's mother was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked: "That's really good, I'll ask Maomao's father for his opinion when I go home." ”

"Don't you ask Maomao herself?" Gong Qingchen kindly reminded her.

"What does she know as a child?" Maomao's mother said nonchalantly, "This kind of thing, we adults just need to make a decision." ”

After the class, the parents of the two families said goodbye to each other with their children and went back to their respective homes.

Gong Qingchen told Xiaoxiao about the publication of the book: "We don't know much about that publishing house, so we refused." But if you really want to draw picture books, let's go back and ask your grandfather to publish them for you. ”

"It's a hassle to draw picture books, and you have to think about stories. Xiaoxiao said unhappily, "I'm so busy every day now, I don't have time!" She was busy learning to dance, Latin and ballet, and she was energetic every day.

She was unwilling, Gong Qingchen and Ji Yunyang were not reluctant, and chatted with her about the interesting things in the kindergarten again, and then went home.

When I returned home, my aunt had already prepared the meal, four dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetables, and the table was red, green and green, which looked very appetizing.

"What a fresh vegetable!" Gong Qingchen said exaggeratedly, while sandwiching two green vegetable leaves, putting them in a small bowl with a smile, and asking her to eat them.

Xiaoxiao was reluctant, put the green vegetables in his mouth with a small face, chewed and swallowed them mechanically.

"Is this a fresh dish?" said the aunt, boasting to herself, "and I saw that the food on the windowsill was edible, so I pinched it." This kind of small green vegetables grown by us are the most delicious when stir-fried. ”

As soon as she heard her say the windowsill, Gong Qingchen's face suddenly changed: "The dishes you pinched on the windowsill?"

"Yes......" said the aunt, startled by the change in her face, "is that any special meaning?"

There is no special meaning, but the vegetables that she took care of carefully were taken away and fried, and finally came into her stomach, Gong Qingchen felt that this mood was very unacceptable to her.

"That's what Xiaoxiao and I specially planted to do observation experiments. Gong Qingchen said as politely as possible, "The experiment hasn't been done yet." If you think I'm giving you less food every day, I can add a little more, of course, with a price tag. ”

Auntie was a little confused, although she went to the city to work for a few years, but she was also born in the countryside, and she had done all kinds of work, in her opinion, isn't growing vegetables just for eating, if you don't eat it, this little tender vegetable will be wasted if it grows old. However, she didn't force the whole process to raise the bar, but said: "Okay, I won't move those dishes in the future, and I will go to the supermarket to buy them." ”

"Buy good food, don't buy a lot of vegetables. He interjected with a serious face.

Auntie already knew that she was a picky eater, so she just laughed at her words, didn't take it to heart at all, and said to Gong Qingchen: "It doesn't matter if you pinch the leaves, the vegetables regenerate very strongly, and they will grow again in a few days." ”

After dinner, Gong Qingchen and Xiaoxiao went to the windowsill together to improve today's observation diary, after Gong Qingchen's enforcement for a period of time, now Xiaoxiao has finally developed the habit of observing the growth of vegetables every day, and then drawing them, but the painting style is still stick figures, although Gong Qingchen is not used to it, but he still reluctantly accepts it.

Lovingly stroked the small green vegetables that only had the roots left, Gong Qingchen added text to the painting of Xiaoxiao: "Aunt Cooking thought that we planted vegetables to facilitate cooking, and mutilated a small green vegetable." ”

After sending it out, she felt that the word "mutilation" didn't seem to be good, so she quickly re-edited it and changed the word to "cooking".

Within two minutes of her Weibo editor, she received a private message from Haven Publishing House, asking her to seriously consider the matter of picture book cooperation.