In the Imperial Garden, Zhao Gou was sitting in the gazebo drinking tea, eating snacks, and reading with a newspaper in his hand.

Qing Yu looked at him with a very ugly face, and said, "Father, what's wrong?" ”

Zhao Gou put down the newspaper angrily and said: "There are still people in this important place of the imperial city who dare to sell illegal salt, it is simply too blind. ”

"Father, don't worry, aren't people already caught!"

Qingyu hurriedly poured him a glass of wine.

"All you can catch are small fish and shrimp, those behind the scenes will always get away with it, this newspaper is really a good thing! Let me understand the various situations of the people, by the way, what has your imperial uncle been doing lately? I haven't seen him much lately. ”

Zhao Gou picked up the newspaper and continued to read.

"Uncle Huang, he seems to have been staying in Chunfeng Tower recently"

Qingyu replied.

Hearing this, Zhao Gou couldn't help but be stunned, and said, "Hasn't he always disliked going to that kind of fireworks place?" ”

Qingyu shook his head and said, "I don't know, I still want to hear that he is addicted to playing mahjong." ”

Zhao Gou opened his mouth and said, "Mahjong? It's the first time I've heard of this thing, so it won't be that Zhang Heng again! ”

Qingyu nodded and said, "It seems to be"

"Then you go and find out what this mahjong is, what his kid made must be very interesting."

Zhao Gou smiled.

Qingyu nodded, then took his leave and left.

An hour later, Qingyu also came to Chunfeng Building, and as soon as he entered the door, he heard all kinds of shouts, bangs, bars, hu, etc., which was very lively.

Then she found Zhao Chang, and seeing that he was sitting at a table and playing energetically, she also leaned over and said, "Uncle, do you want to rest?" ”

"What are you resting on, I just woke up after a sleep, and I'm interested, girl, come and play a few laps with me."

Zhao Chang hurriedly dragged her to his side.

"I won't!"

Qingyu also refused with a face.

"It's okay, I'll teach you, it's very simple."

Zhao Chang also taught her how to play cards.

It didn't take long for Qingyu to indulge in it.

At noon, when Zhang Heng came to the newspaper office, he notified all the reporters to participate in the training in the afternoon.

Immediately, he also came to the editor-in-chief's office, and saw that Sun Mo was busy, so he sat down and said, "Old Sun, is the work going well now?" Is there anything I can do to help. ”

Sun Mo took a sip of the teacup and said, "Very good, nothing is missing, now the newspaper is going very well, which makes me feel that I am still a useful person." ”

"Mr. Sun is too polite, if the comments in the early article were not supported by Mr. Sun, there would be nothing exciting to watch."

Zhang Heng added him a cup of tea.

"That's what I'm supposed to do, by the way, what's the year of travel you're talking about?"

Sun Mo asked.

Zhang Heng explained: "During the Chinese New Year, I will organize employees to travel to the surrounding areas, and by the way, I will inspect the tourism project. ”

Hearing this, Sun Mo was also interested, and said: "I have been to so many places in my life, and I have been living in the city for the past ten years, and it is also very good to go out at the end of the year." ”

"Don't worry, you will be satisfied when the time comes."

Zhang Heng smiled.

In the afternoon, Zhang Heng came to a room to prepare to train these reporters.

When he walked into the room, seeing that Sun Jingxiang was also sitting inside, he also walked over with a curious look on his face and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

Sun Jingxiang smiled slightly and said, "Because I'm also a reporter!" I published a lot of the stories. ”

Zhang Heng thought for a while and said, "You are also a reporter?" Why haven't I seen you? ”

"Because I don't usually come here, so as not to be seen by my grandfather."

Sun Jingxiang explained.

"Okay, reporters, what I'm going to train you today is sketching, a good news report can not only have news, but also have pictures, which requires you to quickly draw pictures on the scene, the first thing you need is this charcoal pen."

Zhang Heng sent the charcoal pen he brought.

"Can this also draw things?"

One looked at the charcoal pen in his hand, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Absolutely"

Zhang Heng directly took out a charcoal pen and brushed it on the paper.

After a few moments, he picked up the paper, and saw that it was a picture of these reporters coming here to teach classes.

Wow~

Seeing this painting, these people in the room couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation.

Zhang Heng moved a chair to the table, and then said to everyone: "Now you try to draw this chair, and then I will tell you how to sketch, starting with the simplest points, lines, and surfaces." ”

Immediately, everyone began to draw, but most of them were very uncomfortable with this charcoal pen, and they were twisting and pinching.

Zhang Heng walked around the room, watching them draw crookedly on the paper, and couldn't help shaking his head, thinking that painting is also an art, and it really requires talent.

At this time, he came to Sun Jingxiang's side, looking at the chair she drew was very good, although the lines were not so straight, but he could see that it was a chair, and said with a smile: "Not bad!" I was able to draw so well the first time. ”

"I can also draw, but I use a brush, and I am not very comfortable with this charcoal pen, but it will be better when I get used to it."

Sun Jingxiang replied with a smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, sketching is a great test of the painter's spatial modeling ability, that is, you are required to have a three-dimensional sense, such as a teacup, how can you make it three-dimensional? ...”

Zhang Heng began to tell them about the spatial composition in the sketch.

And Sun Jingxiang and others are also listening carefully, and they feel very fresh about what he said.

An hour later, Zhang Heng also stopped, looked at everyone and said: "You go back and practice well, and strive to learn sketching as soon as possible, and the news will be accompanied by pictures in the future." ”

The others nodded, then got up and left.

Zhang Heng saw that Sun Jingxiang hadn't left yet, so he walked to her side and asked, "Why don't you leave?" ”

"I just think about how to keep my grandfather from finding out I'm doing this, and now I'm always handing over the news I've written to others for publication."

Sun Jingxiang sighed.

"It's very simple, you can just use a pseudonym, I'll just say hello to the editorial department."

Zhang Heng felt that this problem was easy to solve.

"That's right! Then I'll just use a pseudonym. ”

Sun Jingxiang was also excited.

Zhang Heng looked at her like this, but he thought of an idea, in the future, she could open a special section for women, maybe she was a good person in charge.

Sun Jingxiang is also thinking about what kind of name to come up with now, and she also got up and left directly, preparing to go home and think about it.