On the weekend, Zhong Yue didn't get up early as usual, he was violently poured by the group of little girls last night, and in the end, the handsome men and women of the magazine were drunk by Zhong Yue, and it was too simple for Zhong Yue to make the alcohol ineffective. He didn't get up today, just because he was learning drawing skills in the system.

Nowadays, Zhong Yue is learning to paint, no longer like the previous baby toddler, he needs to see one step at a time, he needs to improve now, how to express, better expression.

"Old Feng, you should know that Mr. Xu Beihong still has Baishi Weng, right?"

"Hmm. Beihong and I are the same age, and as for Shiraishi Weng, he is a senior. Both of them are famous painters in modern times. ”

Zhong Yue looked at Feng Zikai's calm gaze and said, "Then do you think that in terms of artistry, you can reach their heights? Or why, no one regards your paintings as a guideline?"

"A diamond, is it precious?"

"Hmm. ”

Feng Zikai sat on the sofa and said, "For a pair of lovers, is the diamond precious, or is the meaning behind it precious?"

"I'm learning subtraction, and I feel like it's a lot easier to draw like that. ”

Feng Zikai said: "Painting is originally a relaxing and enjoyable thing, if a painting requires the artist to spend a month or even a year, for me, it is not something to be easy and proud of." ”

Zhong Yue knows that during the Republic of China, the paintings of this super popular painter can be said to be the works of Feng Lao, newspapers and magazines, and even cigarettes and matchboxes.

However, Feng Zikai's work is not as detached as Xu Beihong's masterpiece, so it is more like a unique secret sour plum soup that can be bought everywhere on the street, which is delicious and thirst-quenching and intriguing, but no one will treat it as a banquet drink.

Zhong Yue has been thinking about the same problem in the creation of calligraphy before, the birth of those famous posters is not deliberately created for the purpose of leaving any works, they are only recording certain moments, and it is precisely because the calligrapher adds the beauty of art in that moment, making them a shining pearl, so the same is true of painting.

For the beauty of painting, Feng Zikai's Guoman is based on human nature as the content and direction of thinking, and the Chinese painting technique has become a secondary position, so one plus and one subtraction, so his painting has become an alternative landscape. Then, on the premise of not considering how much his paintings can be worth, Zhong Yue is pursuing the depth of his paintings.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang!

"Hills!"

When Zhong Yue withdrew from the penmanship system, the red lacquered wooden door of the rental room slammed. He got dressed, walked over and opened the door. The charter woman muttered, "Sleep so dead...... Well, someone is looking for you. ”

Zhong Yue glanced back, and when he saw Zhao Lele's anxious appearance, he opened the door a little wider, and then thought of the mess in his room, and slammed the door shut again in an instant.

"Mound ...... Teacher?"

Zhong Yue threw all the clothes into the frame, and after folding the quilt quickly, he opened the curtain and pushed the window open, only to open the door in three steps and two steps.

"Teacher Qiu......"

Zhong Yue stretched out his hand and asked Zhao Lele to come into the house.

"I came here according to the contact address on your resume, but I didn't expect you to live like this, Mr. Qiu...... Naive. ”

Zhong Yue didn't have any extra cups here, and when he saw the mineral water he bought in the supermarket a few days ago, he took a bottle and handed it to Zhao Lele. He now has very little left in his pocket.

"Thanks, oh, I came to you in a hurry. Look at this. Zhao Lele took out a magazine from his bag and handed it to Zhong Yue.

Zhong Yue took the magazine, it was the issue of "Digest" this month, looking at the novelty of the magazine and the gloss of the cover, if it wasn't for Zhao Lele's intention to protect it well, then it was just bought.

"Mr. Qiu, this is just published, you look at the cover and the illustrations inside. ”

The big picture on the cover, obviously, is very similar to Zhong Yue's previous picture, Zhong Yue looked at the illustrations inside, the style is also very similar to his, obviously, this is plagiarized and imitated.

Zhong Yue turned to the title page, where the art editor in charge of illustration usually puts it.

Ding Fenfen, sure enough, it was her.

Zhong Yue brought a piece of paper: "Does the editor-in-chief know?"

Zhao Lele said a little anxiously: "I have already told the editor-in-chief just now, what do you think of the key?"

Zhong Yue quickly wrote: "It doesn't matter if you imitate, I'm confident. ”

"But the composition style is too similar, and as a magazine cover, few people will appreciate it very seriously, although I can clearly feel that Mr. Qiu's cover design painting must be that this cover painting is obviously not as good as yours, but the composition and color are too similar, it will give people the same feeling, which will seriously affect the sales of the magazine. ”

When the two were talking, the sound of high heels came from the corridor, and the cloth shoes worn by the charter lady obviously couldn't make such a sound.

"Qiu Shan, I'm sorry to trouble you on the weekend. ”

Zhong Yue could only let Liu Ping sit on the edge of the bed, and there were no other chairs in this room. Liu Ping read the magazine and said a little angrily: "How can Ding Fenfen be like this, she is so shameless." ”

"Editor-in-chief, or shall we go and find her?"

"It's useless, and there is no publication record of these sketches painted by Qiu Shan, so it becomes difficult to constitute infringement. Liu Ping placed a cowhide envelope on Zhong Yue's desk, "So, Teacher Qiu...... If you don't have a large draft, please redraw it. I understand that you are not at fault, we leaked your drawings to Ding Fenfen, I didn't expect them to be so despicable! ”

Zhong Yue was silent for a moment and wrote, "I want to ask, when will 'New Reader' be published this month?"

"If you go well and don't delay the delivery, it will probably be a week later, do you have any questions?"

Zhong Yue rubbed the paper, "I will redraw, but this issue is printed, and I ask that it be printed within three days." ”

"Three days......? Won't it be too rushed?"

Zhong Yue didn't plan to write it down, so he sat and waited for Liu Ping's reply. To be honest, such an act of plagiarism and copying is really a bit shameful, Zhong Yue didn't expect that this woman's revenge would be so strong.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qiu, I think I need to ask the president's opinion. ”

Zhong Yue raised his hand and signaled lightness.

Liu Ping was talking on the phone outside the door, and Zhong Yue had already handed a written note to Zhao Lele.

The red lacquered wooden door was pushed open, Liu Ping covered her mobile phone, and asked softly, "The president asked what you want to do?"

Zhao Lele said seriously: "Teacher Qiu said that if you want the magazine to sell well, you should do what he said." ”