In the old-fashioned residential area in the alley, Zhong Yue pointed to the public telephone.

The old man who read the newspaper took off his reading glasses and glanced at Zhong Yue, "Use it, use it." Then he continued to read the newspaper and muttered, "It's strange that there are still pay phones these days." This broken phone call, how many days no one called. ”

The call went through.

"Hey, Qiushan, how's it going?"

Zhong Yue's finger clicked on the earpiece.

"Is it passed? That's really congratulations, you have finally found a living job, otherwise your newly recovered body, it is not possible to do heavy work, the doctor said that if you bruise again, the recurrence of inflammation will be very troublesome, and you may have a high fever. ”

Zhong Yue clicked it first, and then clicked it twice, which meant that it was passed, so that Fu Guoqiang should not worry.

"That's good. I told a distant relative in the city that you would live in his rented house first, and I had already paid the rent for two months, and then it would be up to you. ”

Zhong Yue was silent.

"Hey, Qiushan, are you listening?"

Zhong Yue's finger lightly tapped the microphone.

"Okay, then you can live hard. In a few days, when I come back from the racecourse, I will bring Sasha to see you. ”

The microphone clicked again, Zhong Yue hung up the phone, looked up and saw the old man holding the newspaper with a confused look, and looked at each other like this.

It wasn't until the phone prompted six cents that Zhong Yue gave the money, took a bottle of water, and left.

"This weirdo, can't he be a criminal...... It's so mysterious, and you still use such a strange code to make a call?"

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"You're that friend of Guoqiang, right?"

Zhong Yue nodded.

"Oh, this rental house is what he rented for you, the rent is a deposit and a payment, this month, there are four or five days left, I won't worry about you, after all, it is not easy for you. The old woman read in pieces. It is estimated that Fu Guoqiang also told this distant relative some things about Zhong Yue.

Zhong Yue glanced at the environment in the rental room, it was even worse than what he rented outside the old ink factory, the old community was at least one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, here is a room, a bed and a small coffee table, all the things in this room, this is simply a fall to the bottom.

"It's summer, there's no air conditioning here. ”

Zhong Yue nodded, he was wrapped so tightly, and it was hot enough in this place, so he would probably cover up the prickly heat if he lived.

"Okay, here's the key to the room, you take it. If you want a partner, just come upstairs to me, five yuan a meal, one meat and two vegetables, how about it, it's much more affordable than eating outside. ”

Zhong Yue glanced at the shrewd little old lady and nodded.

"What, you agreed?"

Zhong Yue: "......"

He wrote a note, "I'll think about it again. ”

After reading it, the old lady said: "Okay, you are like this, it is a trouble to eat outside, and eating in my house saves money and trouble, so what else should you consider." Okay, I'm leaving. ”

Zhong Yue sat on a wooden bed without even a mat, how could he feel that he was a little too miserable when he came back this time. However, he felt miserable, but his mood was not so bad, maybe it was because of the penmanship system and the ink rhyme that he could slowly comb through the meridians now, so Zhong Yue didn't feel worried at all.

If you are rich in your heart, you will recover sooner or later. Zhong Yue entered the penmanship system, glanced at Qi Baishi's painting system, and never dared to go in, he once wanted to erase the impulse of NPC memory, he deceived Baishi Weng into a hundred taels of gold, if he borrowed some more this time...... Will...... Will he be beaten out of the?

"Forget it, it's not easy for Bai Shiweng to save some coffins......"

Zhong Yue entered the newly captured system.

"You're here. ”

"Well, has the gentleman eaten?"

"I've eaten, sit down. ”

Zhong Yue can now be regarded as having found a place to vent in the penmanship system, and he has been holding back outside all day like a stuffy gourd, saying that it is not uncomfortable, but in fact it is also uncomfortable, after all, no one wants to be a dumb person.

"Today I applied for a job at a magazine.,Their magazine is biased towards the story club style.,So my previous style of art.,As an illustration, it may not be very suitable.,So I want to ask my husband about the techniques of comics.。 ”

That's right, what Zhong Yue drew in the lottery before was [Feng Zikai's comic drawing method]. However, Zhong Yue was a little puzzled, did this Chinese painting also include comics? It seems that before Feng Zikai became famous, no one in China drew comics. This old man with a long goat beard and black round-framed eyes is none other than Feng Zi Kaifeng.

"I have a general understanding of your painting skills, for character painting, your pen inherits Zhang Shengqiu, and it has the appearance of Cao Yi out of the water, but it is just a comic, there is no need to be so complicated, and the same is true for illustrations. So, what you have to do is not addition, but subtraction. ”

"Subtraction?"

"Hmm. Remember that if the pen is again, the pen will be meaningless. Many of my paintings have no facial features, that's because it's not necessary, so I don't paint, which is not allowed in traditional Chinese painting, so comics have a comic style, and what it has to do is subtraction. ”

Zhong Yue nodded and said, "I was also thinking about a problem before, that is, after using calligraphy into painting, my calligraphy can achieve my intention, but when it comes to painting, the most direct and practical way to express it is a little unsatisfactory." ”

Feng Zikai stroked his beard and smiled: " I don't like pure landscape painting and still life painting, I don't like to get into the pile of ancients and not come out, painting those small bridges and flowing water, smoke villages and pan families, I hope that my paintings have human touch and social issues, I hope that my paintings are another expression of literary methods, so it is different from traditional Chinese painting, especially in our era, if Chinese painting is only used as a shelf, but not painted, it must have a thought-provoking meaning, but the era of my death is a time of confusion, and I don't know how many Chinese painters will carry on the past and forge ahead into the future。 ”

Zhong Yue held a paintbrush, looked at the rice paper in front of him, and didn't know how to put down the pen for a while. If the previous masters were stuffing knowledge into his mind, the Chinese painter closest to Zhong Yue's time was teaching Zhong Yue how to do subtraction.

Of course, when a student of Zhong Yue's level comprehends Feng Lao's comics, it is not to learn whether the characters draw facial features and how to match the colors with these superficial things, but more importantly, to learn the connection and distinction between the pen and the meaning.

"Sir, do you think that your comic style will be eliminated by the times?"

Feng Zikai leaned back in his chair and said, "I don't know, but my paintings contain benevolence and good thoughts, and these are not outdated in any era, and these are not found in many traditional Chinese paintings." ”

"Taught. ”