The man was a little embarrassed after saying that, but for the sake of insurance, he still had to find out the bottom of the other party.

He doubted Chen Qinghuan's level, and Chen Qinghuan also doubted the level of Party A, when she worked in the company before, she had never heard of a company that was responsible for the original painting design, and it was estimated that even if her painting had nine points, the modeling would only have three points.

Chen Qinghuan also asked about the time at this time, and she didn't mind being tired and tired, but she was afraid that it would be too late.

The man introduced himself by the way when he answered, and the two of them got to know each other formally, "It's best to hand in the first draft within two weeks, I'm from Maxim's Studio, just call me Daxin." ”

Two weeks, a total of two main characters and two dragon set NPC characters, almost two or three days to complete the design of one, there is some rush in time, but it is not impossible to do.

It is said that pressure can make people release their potential, and I haven't felt a sense of urgency for a long time, Chen Qinghuan is more comfortable, and she can type out the sample before going to bed, as for the setting, it is impossible for Daxin to send her the game planning copy, so she casually drew a popular NPC character.

The appearance of Chinese architecture has almost been engraved in her mind, and she looked up the pictures on the Internet for reference to European-style architecture, and immediately started writing when she understood the characteristics of European-style architecture.

She didn't draw in great detail, but showed that she had the ability to model successfully in the 3D art department as a concept designer, and that she had the imagination to fully understand the copy.

After finishing the painting, I hurriedly sent it to Daxin, a web game, which is not hard for her.

Daxin himself is a cartoonist, and there are also most illustrators in the studio, and the previous first draft was overhauled by Party A, which upset all of them.

This time it's still the last game, the same company, so Party A's new role is still looking for Maxim's Studio, but none of the people in Daxin's hands are willing to do it.

After Chen Qinghuan posted the picture, it was time to go to bed, but she planned to wait for a hearty reply, so she was still playing on the computer, and now Su Jie and Chu Yong didn't restrain her much, as long as she could keep her grades from dropping, she could be a big young master at home.

When she woke up the next day, Chen Qinghuan received a message from Daxin, who replied to her at two o'clock in the morning, about the contract, and asked her if she would like to come to his studio after graduation.

It is gold that always shines, this sentence is quite appropriate for this situation, Chen Qinghuan sighed while replying to the news.

The sun was already shining brightly in the sky, and when she walked near the school, Chen Qinghuan finally put down her mobile phone and was busy like an Internet addict girl.

She twisted her neck to relax her muscles and turned her head, only to see a student staring at her from behind the fork in the road next to her, with an unfriendly look in her eyes.

The boy's gaze was gloomy and motionless, as if he knew her, but she really couldn't remember who this person was, and she could even say that she had no impression.

Chen Qinghuan looked at him for a moment, and seeing that the other party was not dodging or dodging, she asked directly, "Is there something wrong with you?"

The boy was slightly stunned, probably because he didn't expect her to ask himself directly.

Seeing him walk forward and get closer, Chen Qinghuan vaguely saw that there were slight wounds on his hands, neck, and under the corners of his eyes.

"You are comfortable, they don't dare to trouble you, they are all angry with me. As soon as the boy opened his mouth, he complained, and Chen Qinghuan heard it in a fog.

"I shouldn't have spoken for you then, I'm being beaten even worse by them now. ”

He continued, Chen Qinghuan tried hard to reminisce about memories, vaguely remembering that she seemed to punish evil and promote good, and sanctioned a few gangsters? These are all decades ago for her, and she really has no impression.

Chen Qinghuan's face did not change, and asked, "What did you help me?"

The boy was startled, and instantly became excited, and his tone was a little higher, "I'll help you testify! Otherwise, will I be held against them? You forgot so quickly?"

"Oh. Chen Qinghuan glanced at the time, there were still a few minutes, enough for her to educate a child, "Then what do you want me to do, are you bullied by them like you." ”

"It's not ......" The other party said directly, making him speechless for a while, he wanted to say that he didn't mean this, but this is what he meant in his heart, he was psychologically unbalanced because of this.

Chen Qinghuan took out a few band-aids from his schoolbag, stuffed two in his hand, and tore open one to help him stick it around his neck, the boy was dumbfounded, her behavior was too unexpected for him.

"Those gangsters don't dare to trouble me, but they dare to continue to bully you, you don't dare to resist them, but you dare to come to me for trouble, bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, you are no different from them. ”

"And I haven't done anything to hurt you from beginning to end, but you are angry with me because of your cowardice. ”

"If they still bully you, you can come to me to help you, but don't be like today, or I'll label you as the same as them. ”

This situation is like a three-year-old crying for toys to her, and Chen Qinghuan thinks she is very kind and kind, if she is really a sixty-year-old grandmother.

She walked away, and the boy was still where he was, clutching the two band-aids she had given him, his eyes wet.

He also doesn't want to be isolated, blocked in school and bullied, he just wants to spend ordinary school life, just for others is an ordinary two minutes, but for him it is a turning point that may change his future life, if there is someone who can enlighten him, such as parents and teachers, he will not become so dark.

Chen Qinghuan forgot about it in a blink of an eye, how could he have thought that this would help him in the future.

The difficult Monday to Friday was fast for Chen Qinghuan, Daxin sent the contract as quickly as possible, and after confirming that it was sent correctly, she studied and planned copywriting during the day and worked on the computer at night, without wasting every minute and second.

Daxin was a little surprised after receiving the contract, because Chen Qinghuan is considered Party C, so the contract between them is not formal, it is more like a letter of commitment, so there is no copy of ID card, only signature, Daxin is surprised that Huan Shao's name is Chen Qinghuan, which sounds a bit like a girl's name?

On Friday, the school gate was full of parents who came to hold a parent-teacher conference, Su Jie was also inside, Chen Qinghuan met with her, she reminded Chen Qinghuan not to forget to call her father, and then go to her uncle's house with him.

Not to mention, it's been too busy these days, Chen Qinghuan really forgot about this stubble, "I'll call my dad right away, you go to the parent-teacher conference first." ”

Su Jie smiled bitterly and looked helpless, seeing that the parent-teacher meeting was about to take her seat, she didn't say anything more, waved her hand and entered the school gate.

"Mom went in first, be careful on the road and go home early. ”

Su Jie turned around and left, carrying the big black satchel in her hand, she had just come out of the place where she worked, wearing an ordinary shirt and black pants, compared to other aunts with big wavy curly hair, aunts with long skirts and high heels, she was like a green leaf in a red flower, equal to a foil.

Chen Qinghuan's phone had not yet been dialed, and she was looking at the back of her mother entering the teaching building from a distance, when several female classmates suddenly appeared next to her, and asked with mockery and pretending to be surprised: "Chen Qinghuan, is that your mother?

"How old is your mother? Looks so much older than my mother. ”

"Eh, that's my mom in that green dress over there. ”

A few girls talked and laughed, they used to think that Chen Qinghuan was a cold scholar, but now they see that she has such a scumbag mother, and they instantly regard her as a topic of their own laughter.

"Your mother is so beautiful, her mother is so ugly...... a few people said energetically, laughing as they spoke.

In fact, Su Jie is very beautiful, a few years ago, she was still in her prime, but now she is busy working, and at the same time she has to do laundry and cook at home, she has no time to dress up, let alone that young heart, and she has become more and more vicissitudes in just a few years.

If these heart-wrenching words are left on others, people and children will probably feel that their mother has disgraced them and will make a lot of noise when they go home.

Chen Qinghuan has never felt that there is anything to ridicule about her family background, in her heart, the hard work of all parents to support their families is the same.

Speaking of which, if Yao Jia and her parents were in the classroom, Yao Jia would have heard this, and it would have been enough for a few of them to drink a pot of the little princess.

Looking indifferently at the merciless taunts of those girls, Chen Qinghuan's phone was just connected, "Hey, Dad, I'm at the school gate, you are driving to pick me up." ”

Her father, Chen Yongjun, was driving a newly bought car and was about to arrive at the school gate, "I'm almost there, do you still have a parking space at the gate? ”

"Position, very empty. Speaking of this, she paused for a moment and deliberately swept her gaze over the girls, "Dad, you think too much, not everyone can drive to pick up their children." ”

She doesn't mean to discriminate against anyone, but if she discriminates against others in her heart, she will feel that this sentence is sarcastic to herself, but she is just returning the way of others.

Sure enough, the whispering voices of the girls were quieter, and they looked at Chen Qinghuan's smartphone with a little embarrassment and a little envy, as well as a car driving in the distance.

A black sedan stopped beside Chen Qinghuan, the window rolled down, and a middle-aged man with an average appearance showed his face, Chen Yongjun, just looking at his face, he can be regarded as a handsome guy, but his sleek and sophisticated temperament is a little greasy.

"Get in the car, don't make them wait for a long time. Chen Yongjun gave a direct order, Chen Qinghuan nodded, and before opening the door, he deliberately turned around and greeted the girls: "I'll go first, goodbye." ”

"Is this your classmate?" Chen Yongjun came to his daughter's junior high school for the first time, and saw that these girls should be her classmates, so he asked casually, "Where are they going back, do you want me to give them a ride?"

"Probably not. Chen Qinghuan sat in the back seat, and then said, "The students with the lowest grades should stay in the parent-teacher conference, besides, this newly bought car." ”

There is nothing wrong with her words, but after listening to it, it is not a taste in my heart, the faces of those girls are suddenly ugly, their heads are lowered, their grades are not as good as others, and they don't seem to have fought for their father, and the family is rich and amazing?

I don't know who wants to make boring comparisons at the beginning, saying that others are energetic, and they are not happy when it is their turn.

Chen Qinghuan smiled slightly, closed the car window, and left under their strange and embarrassed gaze.