After breakfast on the weekend, Qin Ziyan went back to the study to paint the ink paintings to be handed in on Monday.

Just as he was engrossed, the door of the study opened, and Qin's mother walked in: "Ziyan, Mo Han is here." ”

Qin Ziyan looked at the door in surprise, put the palette on the low table on the side, got up and said, "Why are you here?" ”

"Hmm." Qu Mohan replied and noticed the little starling squatting at Qin Ziyan's feet.

As soon as the little starling saw Qin's mother, he stood up, opened his little short legs and ran towards Qin's mother happily, rubbing Qin's mother's trouser legs with his head affectionately, but he looked a little unfamiliar with Qu Mohan, raised his head and looked at Qu Mohan, and continued to circle around Qin's mother's foot.

"Let's talk, I'll go out first." Mother Qin smiled and bent down to pick up the little starling brother and closed the door of the study for them.

Qu Mohan walked to the easel, carefully admired Qin Ziyan only completed half of the work, Qin Ziyan painted bamboo this time, when Qin Ziyan first joined the painting club last week, he once painted an orchid, he knew that Qin Ziyan had studied ink painting, but definitely not only a little bit of fur.

"It's homework for next Monday." Qin Ziyan sat back in front of the easel, picked up the palette and continued to paint.

Qu Mohan saw that Qin Ziyan was concentrating on painting, so he didn't bother him anymore, he turned his head to look around, this was the first time he entered Qin Ziyan's study, the study was decorated in an antique manner, the bookshelves were full of all kinds of books, and there was a desk near the window, and there was a calligraphy and painting spread out on the desk.

Qu Mohan glanced at Qin Ziyan, walked slowly to the desk, and gently picked up the canvas, it was a landscape painting with momentum like a rainbow, as far as the whole work is concerned, the most eye-catching thing is not the mountains and rivers on the painting, but the poem next to the title, Qin Ziyan's calligraphy is very good.

Qu Mohan admired for a moment, carefully put the canvas back on the desk, turned his head to look at the calligraphy works hanging on the wall, and walked to a "Orchid Pavilion Preface", his eyes involuntarily focused on the lower right corner of the work, the flowing signature, which was Qin Ziyan's work before his death.

After a moment of distraction, Qu Mohan glanced back at the painting on the desk, his eyes were firmly fixed on the signature on the painting, and he frowned slightly, Qin Ziyan and Qin Ziyan have two names, both have a common "Qin" character, even if he doesn't know calligraphy, he can see that the two signatures are almost identical.

There are many works hanging on the wall of the study, some left by Qin Ziyan before his death, and some of which are the latest ones hung by Qin Ziyan.

Qu Mohan remembered that Qin Ziyan had said more than once that he had learned calligraphy since he was a child, worshipped Qin Ziyan's parents as teachers, and followed Professor Qin to learn calligraphy, but now it seems that Qin Ziyan's calligraphy level does not need to be apprenticed at all, and it is better than Qin Ziyan.

Qin Ziyan was still concentrating on painting, Qu Mohan didn't want to disturb him, and walked to a bookshelf, a whole bookshelf was full of books published by Qin Ziyan, and there was a row of notebooks underneath......

"Mo Han." Qin Ziyan shouted softly.

Qu Mohan turned his head and saw that Qin Ziyan was still sitting on the easel, with a faint smile on his face, and looked at each other silently for a moment.

Qu Mohan put the notebook back on the bookshelf that he hadn't had time to open, and walked to Qin Ziyan's side: "Haven't finished yet?" ”

"Well, it's a little close, I want to ask you to come over and have a look." Qin Ziyan said while painting without moving, he seemed to be attentive when he was painting, but he was actually paying attention to Qu Mohan's every move, this study was full of things he left behind in the past, and Qu Mohan's mind was particularly meticulous.

When Qu Mohan stood in front of the bookshelf, Qin Ziyan panicked in his heart for no reason, and hurriedly stopped Qu Mohan.

Qu Mo looked at Qin Ziyan silently, Qin Ziyan's quiet side face looked particularly serious, and he put pen to paper in a chic and neat manner, a branch jumped on the paper, and the skillful stroke was moderately strong, even if there was no colorful color ink, just monotonous ink, it was still lifelike.

Ink is color, with the dry and wet shade of ink, the size of the brushstrokes is sparse, showing a sense of space and three-dimensional sense of landscape, bamboo and stone, Qin Ziyan is skillful and concise, the shape is vivid and realistic, and it has a refreshing charm.

"Don't look at me like that, when I used to learn ink painting, I practiced Meilan Zhuju, if you let me paint others, I will definitely not be as proficient as I am now." Qin Ziyan was a little embarrassed by Qu Mohan, he was not overly modest, and he really could only draw the Four Gentlemen.

"You could write a poem here." Qu Mohan pointed to the blank space of the canvas, "The finishing touch." ”

Qin Ziyan nodded his chin with the pen, searched for the verses of Yongzhu in his mind, and wrote down a big "bamboo" word, followed by two lines of vertical poems: Counting the poles are verdant and quasi-dragon-shaped, and the steep mustache teaches the life here. Infinite wildflowers can't bloom, and the cold color of the mid-mountain is fighting with spring.

Qu Mohan couldn't help but focus on it, this was the first time he had witnessed Qin Ziyan writing calligraphy, his pen was full of ink, and he was flowing smoothly.

"How?" Qin Ziyan put down the palette and brush, turned his head and smiled at Qu Mohan.

"Want to hear the truth?" Qu Mohan teased Qin Ziyan in a rare good mood, saw Qin Ziyan squinted his eyes slightly, took the painting off the shelf, took it in his hand and admired it carefully, and said for a while, "You combine painting and calligraphy, and the painting becomes a foil." ”

"It seems that I still have to continue to work hard, and I am not good at learning." Qin Ziyan didn't feel sad at all, and asked Qu Mohan to take the painting to the desk at the window, packed up the messy pile of painting utensils, raised his arm and twisted the joint, and suddenly a pair of hands pressed his shoulders in a timely manner.

Qin Ziyan sat on the single sofa with enjoyment, and asked Qu Mohan to help him pinch his shoulders: "The craftsmanship is good, continue to work hard." ”

Qin Ziyan rested for a while, took the tablet on the coffee table, entered the password to enter the interface, clicked on the SX Literature City APP, and the serialization has been more than 60,000 words to this day, and the popularity is getting more and more popular.

checked the serial page, entered the background to refresh the number of jù, but saw that the text message in the station showed that he had received a message, Qin Ziyan inadvertently opened the station short, and thought it was an advertisement sent by the Literature City again, but when he saw the words "Editor's Notes", his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

"What's wrong?" Qu Mohan's hands stroking Qin Ziyan's shoulders couldn't help but tighten, and he leaned over and asked with concern.

"The City of Literature has asked me to sign a contract." Qin Ziyan clicked on the short content of the station and held the tablet in front of Qu Mohan, "Xiao Za is the editor of the Literature City* group, and she is an editor with very old qualifications, I thought she would take the initiative to find me without new authors." ”

*The great god is also the author of Xiaozha's hand.,But now it's different from the past.,There is a special work team.,Responsible for the serialization and recommendation of the sign in the City of Literature.,In addition, it's responsible for his publication and marketing.,And other copyright-related.。

When he was a paper inkstone, SX Literature City set up a work team for him, usually only responsible for him alone, as long as he created with peace of mind, the other qiē work was handed over to the work team, and others wanted to contact him, but also through the work team, he didn't need to worry about anything.

"Well, congratulations." Qu Mohan took the tablet and sat down next to Qin Ziyan, "If you sign the contract, you can rest assured." ”

Qin Ziyan smiled happily, took the tablet that Qu Mohan handed back to him, copied the q|q number sent to him by Xiaoza, added it to the search bar of q|q, and sent it after indicating the verification message.

Qin Ziyan took the initiative to say hello to the other party, Xiao Za's reputation in the City of Literature is very good, after all, he is an old qualified editor, and he is full of gods on the * plate list, as early as a few years ago, he heard that there are no newcomers, and he was really surprised when he saw the short station just now.

The two chatted for a few words, Xiao Za went straight to the topic, and talked to him about the signing, Qin Ziyan has been in the Literature City for so many years, and he has long been very familiar with the signing, and soon negotiated with Xiao Za, and soon received the electronic version of the contract and related regulations from Xiao Za.

Qin Ziyan opened the contract, first printed out one copy of the contract for Qu Mohan to see, and then printed three copies, the contract needs to be in quadruplicate, and after signing, it will be sent to the headquarters of Yu's Group, the headquarters is in S City, he used to send it directly to the company, and this time he can also let Qu Mohan send him over.

Qu Mohan looked at it very carefully, and as soon as he finished reading a page, he looked up and saw that Qin Ziyan had signed his name in a dashing manner, and glanced at Qin Ziyan suspiciously: "You signed the contract without reading it?" ”

Qin Ziyan was stunned and said calmly: "I have read Mr. Qin's contract, and the content is the same. ”

Qu Mohan hooked his lips and smiled, there was a faint tenderness in his eyes, and he flipped through the contract and said, "You signed it for five years?" ”

Qin Ziyan nodded: "Well, SX Literature City signed an author's contract, as long as it signed a contract with Literature City, all works can only be published on this website, but you also know that Yu's wealth is huge, and they are all in control of serialization, shelves, publishing, and copyright of works." ”

While explaining the main content of the contract to Qu Mohan, Qin Ziyan signed the remaining three contracts, attached a copy of his ID card, bound it and put it in a file bag, and marked the cover of the file bag: "Do you have a class tomorrow afternoon?" Accompany me to headquarters? ”

"Okay." Qu Mohan nodded, he will have professional classes tomorrow morning, and two public classes in the afternoon, so it doesn't matter if you take a leave.

"Thank you." Qin Ziyan put the contract aside, and it happened that Qin's mother pushed the door in and asked them to have lunch, only to find that a morning had passed unconsciously, and hurriedly took Qu Mohan to eat.

In the dining room, Qin's mother had already brought the food to the table, and Qin's father was sitting waiting for them, and when he saw them come in, he beckoned.

"Professor Qin, excuse me." Qu Mohan also wanted to take Qin Ziyan out to eat, he didn't notice that time passed quickly, every time he was with Qin Ziyan, he felt very comfortable, Qin Ziyan had a quiet atmosphere that he liked, even if he sat and chatted with each other, he was very happy.

Father Qin admired Qu Mohan's personality very much, and chatted happily as soon as the topic opened, and then talked about Qin Ziyan, Qin Ziyan took the opportunity to tell Father Qin about the signing of the contract, Father Qin was very concerned about his writing in the past, and when he heard that his editor was Xiaozha, he was even more happy to drink an extra glass of wine.

After lunch, several people moved to the living room, Qin Ziyan made tea for Qin's father and Qu Mohan, before the tea was finished, Qu Mohan was called back by Han Muze with a phone call, Qin Ziyan picked up the little starling who ran to his feet and sent Qu Mohan downstairs.

After sending Qu Mohan away, Qin Ziyan talked to Qin's father about the signing of the contract in detail, and stayed in the study in the afternoon to write the manuscript.

Then it's time to really fight, maybe there are still countless people who question his achievements, always thinking that he relies on the dragon to give birth to nine sons, so he needs more proof to prove that his strength is worthy of the current results, signing is only the first step, and there is a longer way to go.