Syllable!

The middle-aged balding man slammed a magazine on the table, crossed his hands on his hips, pinned his suit behind his hands, and walked back and forth, "You'd better explain." Before, you said that "New Reader" asked you to be an art editor, but you refused, so I gave you such a high salary, and now I think that someone else has invited another master, and you can't find a next home, so you 'deigned' to come to our magazine, right?"

Ding Fenfen looked at the miniature on the white cover, and it was obvious that the size of the original masterpiece was hundreds of dozens of times larger than this.

"This ...... How is this possible, in order to match this cover picture, it is actually ...... Isn't it crazy that even the green border you used to use has been changed?" Ding Fenfen muttered to herself.

Because this cover picture is black and white, the green cover frame that "New Reader" has always used has been replaced with white in order to match this cover picture! The whole magazine is a bit similar to this issue of "Digest", except that one magazine name is red and the other is originally black.

"I'm not asking you if they're crazy now, I'm asking you, did you get fired and then come to our magazine?"

Ding Fenfen raised her eyebrows, "Are you insulting my personality?"

"No, I strongly doubt what you said earlier. They obviously didn't fall into paralysis because of the loss of a third-rate illustrator like you, judging from the sales of the past few days, at least in the Ganzhou area, this magazine has been selling crazy these days!"

"This ...... This also doesn't mean that it's because of the picture on the cover, which may be ...... Could it be that the content of this issue is appealing?"

Syllable!

The middle-aged bald man propped his hands on the table, looking angry, "Ms. Ding Fenfen, please face up to your inferiority! After so many years of work, don't you still understand the significance of the cover of a literary magazine? If you still want to quibble, I don't mind that as soon as the probationary period is over, you will leave through this door with your things!"

Ding Fenfen looked at the magazine "New Reader" on the table, she just made a move, and she ushered in such a big riposte, just this painting......

"Is this painting painted by him?" Ding Fenfen didn't believe it, she didn't think that the painter who drew comics with Chinese painting had such a strong foundation after returning to traditional Chinese painting. This level is just as good as those masters of Chinese painting!

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"What a ghost! Mr. Qiu is really the lucky star of our magazine, I have been an editor for so many years, and it is the first time I have seen the demand for semi-monthly magazines and supplements!"

Wang Ruile smiled with a smile on the data from all over the world: "This month's subscription volume has increased by seven percentage points year-on-year, mainly because the sales of major bookstores and newsstands have increased sharply, and the original number of publications is simply not enough. ”

The whole magazine was in a state of laughter. Wang Rui walked over and shook Zhong Yue's hand, "Looking forward to your masterpiece." ”

Zhong Yue nodded lightly and sat in his seat, he didn't think that this was a big event of great value. This painting will come in handy sooner or later, even if he doesn't use it, it will soon be taken out by Ou Yangming at the personal exhibition of calligraphy and painting held in Shanghai, Zhong Yue is just warming up in advance.

"Teacher Qiu, drink tea. ”

Zhong Yue tilted his head slightly, which was his usual way of expressing his gratitude.

Zhao Lele sat on the chair next to him and pushed his glasses, "Last weekend, I watched a movie with Sasha......"

Zhong Yue remembered that he didn't seem to have settled the expenses for Zhao Lele yet! Liu Ping gave 1,000 overtime expenses, spent 300 to show Sasha's teeth, and spent another 300 on other expenses on the weekend, Zhong Yue currently has more than 300 money in his hand, but soon, he will have money, so Zhong Yue gave Zhao Lele all the money in the envelope in the drawer.

"Oh, you...... You are mistaken, I'm not talking about money. Those expenses were paid by the magazine. I heard Sasha say that you are only in your twenties...... That's why she called your name?"

Zhao Lele was the same as everyone else in the newspaper, the first time he saw Zhong Yue, he thought he was a respected old painter, because from Zhong Yue's paintings, he couldn't see the slightest immature brush, and he seemed very sophisticated and skilled. However, in the process of chatting with Sasha, Zhong Yue's image in her mind was completely subverted.

Youngster.

Mysterious origins.

Calm and mature mind.

The interaction of these information was very violent for Zhao Lele, so much so that she was very puzzled by what Zhong Yue was here for.

"Oh, what's the problem?" Zhong Yue wrote down the rhetorical question on a piece of paper.

Zhao Lele raised his head, yes, is there any problem? It seems that Zhong Yue has never told them his age, but they have preconceived a series of words such as old man and pitiful into him, and now that he thinks about it, it seems to be the case.

"I didn't ...... Then I went to work. ”

Zhong Yue crossed his hands, the skin on his hands was very white and shiny, and it was already very close to the skin of a normal person. The palm of the hand is the closest place to the skin and bones, Zhong Yue has not stopped making offerings to the Nine Potentials of the Divine Man these days, and his body has also received a steady stream of feedback from the Nine Potentials of the Divine Man. That kind of yin and yang harmony moisturizing is something that no medicine can achieve.

Therefore, Zhong Yue's complexion is getting better and better day by day, compared to when he was just discharged from the hospital, it is already much better.

In addition to columnists and some commissioned manuscripts, the magazine will have a lot of contributions, which is Zhong Yue's favorite thing to do, and the inspiration for his paintings now also comes from this, so sometimes Zhong Yue can sit in his position and not write for a day, but once he starts writing, it may be the time when a series of paintings are made. Illustration does not need to be fully conceived, it is just a momentary sense of lens, which is different from the traditional painting method.

When it was time to get off work, an uninvited guest came to the magazine.

"Sir, our magazine is going to get off work. ”

The old man who came in the dust squinted his eyes, held the magazine in his hand, and said, "I want to find this Mr. Qiushan." ”

"This ...... Is there anything you can do?"

The old man straightened up and said with a serious expression, "I want to buy paintings." ”

"Buy a painting?"

"I thought, please let me talk to Mr. Qiu, okay?"

The clerk of the magazine smiled and said, "Is it convenient to reveal your name?" ”

"Contemptible Qin Hai. ”

"Okay, Mr. Qin, you wait a minute. Clerk Xiao Li walked to the corner of the editorial office, Zhong Yue had already packed up his painting tools and was ready to get off work.

"Mr. Qiu, a gentleman named Qin Hai came to you and said that he wanted to buy paintings. ”

Zhong Yue was stunned for a moment, and smiled secretly in his heart, the big fish ...... Hooked.