After Liu Wei finished eating, he just returned to the office and was about to sit down, when Liu Wei was stopped by the editor-in-chief Zhao of the dialogue art column. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Editor-in-chief Xiao Liu, are you free?

Liu Wei turned back, patted his head, and said with a sudden realization: "Free, free! Editor-in-Chief Zhao, don't you say that I forgot, sorry Editor-in-Chief Zhao, I have been busy all morning!"

Editor-in-Chief Zhao waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, let's go, let's go to the interview room!"

"Good!"

With that, the two came to the interview room of Yanjing Pictorial.

It is said that Liu Wei is still coming to this interview room for the first time, and I saw that the interview room is still quite stylish, two rows of two Chinese-style bookcases, with a lot of books on them, the window position in the center of the room, two rattan chairs and a small wooden table, the table is simple, a pot of emerald green orchids, a tea tray, a purple clay pot and teacup in the tea tray.

National charm and national style, antique and antique.

Liu Wei looked up and down at the environment of the room, and praised and said: "Editor-in-chief Zhao, I didn't expect our unit to have such a good place! I've been here for a long time, it's the first time I've seen it!"

Editor-in-Chief Zhao looked proud, and said as he walked in: "Of course, I designed this interview room with my own hands back then! Don't look at such a little thing, I went to Panjiayuan to buy it with my own hands!"

Editor-in-Chief Zhao said as he walked to the desk with a thermos from the door, put a handful of tea leaves in the purple clay pot, soaked it directly, pointed to the rattan chair next to him and said, "Come, you sit first!"

Liu Wei's eyes were straight!

Could it be that the purple clay pot makes tea like this?

What about the beauty when you say you want to make tea?

What about Biluochun and Longjing Tieguanyin?

What about the processes of washing, brewing, and capping?

Purple clay pots, warm pots, inferior tea powder, completely out of tune, is this really good?

Sure enough, fairy tales are all deceptions!

Editor-in-Chief Zhao put down the thermos, looked back, looked at Liu Wei stunned, and hurriedly shouted: "What are you doing, hurry up and sit down!"

"Oh oh oh!" Liu Wei came back to his senses and sat directly on the rattan chair!

Not to mention, this rattan chair is quite comfortable, but it is very in line with human body mechanics.

Liu Wei nestled in the rattan chair, Editor-in-Chief Zhao took out a notebook, took out a pen, opened the cap, and said to Liu Wei: "If you want to drink tea and pour it yourself, anyway, we are a unit, I won't be polite to you, I ask you a question, when the time comes, we will finish the interview, I will give you the manuscript, you look back, what to revise to tell me." ”

"Okay, Editor-in-Chief Zhao, please ask questions!"

"Well, we're all colleagues anyway, so I'll be casual, what did you think when you made the animation "Landscape Love"?"

"What do you think? It's not forced!" Liu Wei cried bitterly, but he said: "What do you think, I was thinking that I was about to graduate, and I almost didn't achieve anything in the four years of college, and I felt that I had to leave something for this campus, and after thinking about it, there was only a little chance left on the evaluation of excellent graduation works, so I made such an animation!"

Editor-in-Chief Zhao looked at Liu Wei in disbelief and said, "Just because of this?"

Liu Wei nodded, a little dazed, and said, "Well, that's right!

"This answer is not good!" Editor-in-Chief Zhao secretly speculated, "Add some when you get it!"

But Editor-in-Chief Zhao didn't say it, and quickly wrote something in his hand.

When Editor-in-Chief Zhao stopped writing, he then asked: "We all know the national style and national charm embodied in the animation "Landscape Love", and the style of painting bones fully embodies the essence of Chinese ink painting, and the creation of the script is also quite the spirit of the hermit culture and the inheritance of the teacher of the Chinese scholar class, where did the inspiration for the creation of the script of this painting come from?"

Liu Wei was a little confused when he heard this, thinking, "How can I know that I came from that place!

Liu Wei thought about it, coughed slightly, picked up the purple clay pot, took a sip of water, rolled his eyes vigorously, and said, "This, this source." Well, the source is Wang Yingzhi, the former dean of our alma mater!

Yes, that's right, it's Wang Yingzhi!

We were all students at the time, and we had relatively little contact with society, so we came into contact with teachers and students, and we must have been focusing on students and teachers.

This Dean Wang protected our school alone, and did not cancel our college because of the movement, which can be said to have saved our school!

Later, the country reformed, but there was no merit, and the torrent retreated bravely, and retired from the post of the leader of the hospital!

So there is this character model!"

Liu Wei was a little stumbling over nonsense, but in the end he let him slip away, I have to say that this kid is really a talent!

This time, Editor-in-Chief Zhao nodded in agreement, looking deeply sympathetic.

Editor-in-Chief Zhao then asked, Liu Wei answered, if he couldn't answer, he would talk nonsense, and it didn't take long for Editor-in-Chief Zhao to finish asking questions.

During this period, Liu Wei was a ripped editor, but he fooled the interview, and he didn't drink less tea, and when the editor-in-chief Zhao finished asking questions, Liu Wei went to the toilet in a hurry!

Editor-in-Chief Zhao watched Liu Wei run to the toilet, chuckled and said: "This kid, he has an urgent need to urinate at a young age! It seems that the kidneys are not good, I have to find a Chinese medicine doctor for Xiao Liu when I come back, I can't do it at such a young age, that's terrible." ”

He shook his head as he spoke, looking at the interview he had recorded.

After the interview, Liu Wei returned to the office and continued to work on the day.

Liu Wei was painting little by little, Feng Xiaoman was serving tea and water next to him, and there was nothing else to do, a little boring.

It wasn't until he got off work that Liu Wei heard someone shouting that he was off work, so he stretched his waist and looked outside, at this moment it was already dusk, and Liu Wei also stopped the brush in his hand.

After eating, Liu Wei returned to the room, looking at the still somewhat empty room, Liu Wei felt a little bored.

In this era, there is no computer or smartphone, Liu Wei lives in the workplace, and he has no TV to watch, so he must be bored.

Liu Wei thought about it for a while, but there was nothing to do anyway, so he left the newspaper office and prepared to go to Duan Linlin's work unit.

Duan Linlin's performance before graduation amazed the entire Central Conservatory of Music, and after graduation, she was asked to leave by the National Opera House.

Liu Wei had already heard Duan Linlin talk about this before.

Liu Wei naturally got on the bus and went to the State Opera House.

The National Opera House is located in the west of Shen'anmen Square in the downtown area of Yanjing City, which is the highest palace of Chinese national performing arts and the largest platform for domestic and foreign exchanges in China. An important base for China's cultural and creative industries.

It can be said that the status of the National Opera is extraordinary, and Duan Linlin was able to be selected by the National Opera House entirely because of Linlin's amazing performance in the graduation performance!

At this moment, on Shen'anmen Square, the bright red flag of China is fluttering, and the afterglow of dusk dyes the western sky into a brilliant color!

Liu Wei stood on the square and looked at the Shen'anmen Tower, and his heart was full of emotion!

"Brother, do you want to buy flowers?"

Liu Wei was looking at the Shen'anmen Gate, when he suddenly heard a voice, Liu Wei was stunned, looked down, and saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl holding a handful of roses in front of Liu Wei's eyes, and asked Liu Wei.

Liu Weigang wanted to refuse, and thought in his heart: "If you send a flower to Linlin, Linlin will definitely be happy!"

Then he asked, "How much?"

"One dollar and one flower, how much do you want, brother?" When the little girl heard this, Liu Wei asked the price, and was pleasantly surprised.

"Bring me eleven!" Liu Wei thought for a moment and said.

"Okay!"

Then the little girl happily counted out the eleven flowers and put them in Liu Wei's hands!

Liu Wei took out a twenty piece of money from his pocket and handed it to the little girl!

At this time, a man in a military uniform came over and scolded the little girl: "You are not allowed to sell things here, don't you know?"

"I know, I know! Just this time, Uncle PLA, forgive me!" the little girl begged there.

"Okay, how many times have you said it, next time you will sell things outside and sell them, you know! The square is not allowed to sell!" This People's Liberation Army is obviously not uncommon to see this little girl, it is estimated that this little girl has not been punished by this People's Liberation Army, obviously the little girl is not very afraid!

The People's Liberation Army scolded, looked at the little girl for a while, and left.

When the little girl saw the People's Liberation Army walking away, she stretched out her tongue and pulled a grimace at the back of the People's Liberation Army, and then asked Liu Wei for money.

Liu Wei took the money that the little girl found for him, and asked, "Why, this People's Liberation Army is still quite familiar with you?"

"Cooked, ripe! They've caught me several times!" said the little girl with a bitter face, "Alright, I've got to leave quickly, or he'll have to confiscate my money again!"

"Well, goodbye!"

Then the little girl ran behind the PLA with the flower, patted the shoulder of the PLA, took out a rose and inserted it directly into the pocket of the PLA's chest, patted the PLA's chest, and said with a smile like a flower: "Uncle PLA, this flower is for you! Thank you for not catching me!"

Put this flower in the pocket of the People's Liberation Army, and the little girl ran away with a smile!

This People's Liberation Army was so messed with by this little girl, her face was red in embarrassment, and she didn't know where to put her hands!

Liu Wei looked at Wan'er and smiled, and walked towards the door of the opera house.

When he arrived at the door of the opera house, Liu Wei looked at a notice at the door, only to see that it read: At half past six tonight, a special concert of Chinese folk music, the ticket price is 30 yuan!

Liu Wei's heart moved, thinking: "Folk music? Will Linlin play? Forget it, whether Linlin goes or not, buy a ticket first." ”

Then Liu Wei walked to the ticket office with a lot of people, lined up, and prepared to buy tickets.

Coincidentally, there is only one left in this queue to Liu Wei, and Liu Wei is happy in his heart.

Naturally, those who didn't have tickets began to shout for high prices, but Liu Wei ignored these, took the tickets, and entered the interior of the opera house.

At this moment, the concert has not yet started, but the seats inside are almost full, and Liu Wei quickly found a seat and sat down, waiting for the concert to start.