Chapter 164: Pseudonym
In the past, Lin Zixuan had his own publishing house, and it was normal to find someone to draw illustrations for books.
But it's a bit of a slap in the face for people in art schools, they recruit students for the purpose of cultivating Chinese painting masters or oil painting masters.
Book illustrations are actually similar to advertising illustrations, drawing characters and environments according to the plot of the book, and playing a role in setting off the story.
This is no different from painting advertising pictures for tobacco companies, in the eyes of the artist, these are small paths, not so much a painter as a painter.
This view is certainly biased, but it is the general consensus of the mainstream of society.
In later generations, it would be good if an oil painting could be auctioned for tens of millions, and an illustration could be sold for a few hundred yuan, both in terms of artistic achievement and value.
After Lin Zixuan finished speaking, the scene was a little cold.
Fortunately, he didn't say that he was going to draw comics for students from the Academy of Fine Arts, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.
The school of Fine Arts will not explicitly say that they look down on cartoonists, but they don't know what they think in their hearts.
Fortunately, everyone is an adult, and the school will not kick Lin Zixuan out, and there are indeed some untalented students in the Academy of Fine Arts, so it is not bad to be able to find a way out for them.
The school is well aware that not all students will become masters of painting in the future, so the propaganda is just to encourage students.
It's just that Lin Zixuan made such a fuss, and his face was a little unsightly.
You come to our school not to look for the best, but for the worst, as if you know that our school does not teach students well.
In the end, the school brought three people, two boys and one girl.
Shanghai Academy of Fine Arts was the first school to implement coeducation, and students studying painting were generally more open.
The three of them were in a good mood, and it is estimated that the school did not tell them the truth, but handed over this problem to Lin Zixuan, and Lin Zixuan also wanted to try whether the students of the Academy of Fine Arts could fool around.
"Do you want to live for generations and let future generations remember you?" Lin Zixuan asked seriously.
The three of them looked at each other, a little inexplicable.
When they heard that the famous talents of Shanghai Tang were going to meet them, they were a little excited to meet the celebrities.
I didn't expect Lin Zixuan to talk about "Forever" when they first met, they are still alive and well, who would have nothing to think about a hundred years later.
But since Lin Zixuan asked, the three of them cooperated and answered, of course they wanted to!
"Well, now there is an opportunity, you will engage in a groundbreaking work, and as long as you do it well, you can ......gain fame and fortune," Lin Zixuan said bewildermently.
"What if it doesn't work?" The only girl interrupted.
"If you don't do well, you can come back and continue to learn to draw." Lin Zixuan responded, "As long as you join the painting department of Vientiane Bookstore, you will have a generous salary and generous treatment, are you willing to join?" ”
The two boys were interested, and the girl was still hesitant.
Female students who can pay tuition fees to go to school to learn painting should have good family conditions.
This is not a despised film and opera industry, girls learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to cultivate sentiment, and many famous ladies are good at painting.
Of course, the real wealthy will invite famous painters to teach at home, or go to girls' schools.
Girls studying at the Shanghai Art College should come from middle-class and small-scale families.
"Mr. Lin, why are you looking for us? Our drawing skills are very poor? The schoolgirl wondered.
Don't you want to be so smart!
"Since the school recommended you, it means that you have your own advantages, and this world is not without beauty, but lacks a pair of eyes to find beauty." Lin Zixuan said in a deep voice, "You will find that you are also good at it. ”
"Mr. Lin, what you said is so good, I think I will become a great painter." The schoolgirl said excitedly.
"You're going to make it." Lin Zixuan said against his will, "You can start by joining Vientiane Bookstore and realize your dream step by step." ”
With his flickering, the three students were finally willing to leave the school and work in Vientiane Bookstore.
When Lin Zixuan left the Academy of Fine Arts, his thoughts wandered, and he couldn't help but think of another woman, who also liked to paint.
In August 1922, under the mediation of the family, Lu Xiaoman and Wang Geng got married.
Before that, Lin Zixuan received a package, which was a self-portrait of Lu Xiaoman, in which she smiled slightly, and then, the communication between the two of them was cut off.
Wang Geng and Lu Xiaoman are both celebrities in the social circle of Beiping, and there was a long report in the newspaper of Beiping when they got married.
Lin Zixuan came to see it, and judging from the photos, she seemed to be very happy.
Now that Lin Zixuan himself is married, that love at sea has long since disappeared with the wind, and there is no trace.
Back at Vientiane Bookstore, he handed over the three students of the Academy of Fine Arts to Ping Banya for management.
Let them see what an evil capitalist is, let them see the two different faces before signing the contract and after signing the contract, and then tell them what they should do.
It may be a bit exaggerated to say this, but Lin Zixuan didn't have time to coax them slowly.
As soon as he came to the office, he saw Jiang Wei, who was interning in the bookstore, sneakily wandering outside, holding something in his hand, which should be a manuscript written by her.
With Lin Zixuan's encouragement, Jiang Wei began to write diligently, and would take a few articles to Lin Zixuan from time to time.
He called Jiang Wei in, took the manuscript, and was stunned at first glance.
"Is this your new pen name?" Lin Zixuan was surprised.
"Yes, I think Jiang Wei and Jiang Bingzhidu are too troublesome, so I found a surname with few strokes." Jiang Wei explained.
"And what about the last word?" Lin Zixuan asked.
"I found that word in the dictionary with my eyes closed, and I happened to touch that word. Is there anything wrong with it, sir? Jiang Wei said worriedly.
"Nothing, just curiosity." Lin Zixuan said with a smile, "It seems that I will use this method to take a pen name in the future." ”
Although he said this, he was by no means calm in his heart, because the pen name he saw was called "Ding Ling".
Could this be the legendary female writer Ding Ling who is as famous as Xiao Hong?
Lin Zixuan knew that this possibility was very high, and it was no coincidence that a progressive young woman with a good writing and this pen name were added together.
"Sir, can I act in a movie?" Ding Ling asked cautiously.
"You want to act in a movie?" Lin Zixuan was quite surprised.
"Yes, I like to watch movies very much, and I also want to act in movies, when I was in school, I liked to act in stage plays, and we rehearsed a lot of dramas, including Mr.'s "Thunderstorm", I played Sifeng, and I also acted in foreign dramas......" Ding Ling gushed endlessly.
Lin Zixuan sweated on his forehead when he heard this, this is too fanatical, you should go to the promising profession of being a writer.