"Okay, then you can draw anything and I'll take a look."

In the afternoon, after settling the bill, the store closed a little early, and Su Chen left Xia Fan on the second floor, intending to teach from scratch.

"Whatever, can you draw anything?"

Xia Fan raised his eyes and looked at him with some uncertainty.

Su Chen tinkered with the messy computer desk drawer, and said without raising his head: "Yes, you just draw what you think you are best at, it doesn't matter what you paint it in, I mainly look at your skills." ”

"But I don't know what I'm good at." Xia Fan said weakly, holding the drawing tool in his little hand, and he didn't dare to start writing.

"It's okay, just draw it, do it, draw first, and ask if you don't understand." Su Chen saw that Xia Fan was still observing, and couldn't help urging.

So Xia Fan had no choice but to start painting.

Seeing this, Su Chen nodded with satisfaction, then sat on the chair and swiped Weibo salted fish.

About five minutes later, he was engrossed in eating melons in the comment area of a certain celebrity, when he suddenly felt a gentle poke on his right shoulder.

Well? Is Xia Fan finished painting?

Thinking like this, Su Chen turned his head, but his right cheek was poked by his fingertips.

"Haha, the teacher has been tricked."

Xia Fan withdrew his little hand and showed a cute smile.

Seeing this scene, Su Chen had a feeling of "AWSL".

The cuteness of the real mother.

It's a pity, it's a boy.

Taking "It's a pity it's a boy" as a mantra to clear his heart, after reciting it silently in his heart countless times, Su Chen coughed lightly and said: "Cough, the painting is finished?" ”

"Hmm." Xia Fan responded obediently.

"Come on, I'll see."

He took the paper.

Although he had already been vaccinated in his heart, the picture that caught his eye still made him almost vomit old blood.

Well, maybe it's hard to explain in terms of paintings.

The paper is probably a square, and the square is covered with a triangle, and then there is a "Tian" character under the triangle.

Overall, it's just an arrow with a few lines added.

Yes, it's on par with kindergarten children's graffiti.

It's very abstract and neat.

Is that what you think you're best at?

After staring at this painting for a long time.

Considering the problem of taking care of Xia Fan's self-esteem, Su Chen still reluctantly managed his expression and praised: "That, although the intuitive feeling is a bit abstract...... But it still looks neat, huh...... Your rocket is well drawn. ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Xia Fan's big eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

"Teacher...... Actually, I didn't draw rockets......"

“？”

“…… I'm drawing a house. ”

Su Chen: "......"

Quietly picked up the drawing paper and continued to look at it carefully, and he finally understood.

Oh, and it turns out that the "field" under the triangle means the window, and the triangle is the eaves.

Good guy, forgive the level of this style of painting is too "high", he didn't understand it at first sight.

"That's right, sorry......"

The atmosphere in the studio was a little awkward.

Looking at Xia Fan, who was gradually depressed with his head down, Su Chen felt that he had a long way to go.

Usually, even if I teach, I always teach illustrators with very high drawing skills, or artists and the like.

This coldness asked him to take a beginner Xiaobai into the hall of painting, and he was quite uncomfortable.

On that day, after working overtime to help Xia Fan tutor until dark, Su Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he got home, he began to worry again.

This Nima is too tired to bring a newcomer.

He suddenly regretted it a little, and his heart softened and agreed to Xia Fan.

Eh, I promised to finish the errand on my knees.

Soon.

In this way, Xia Fan was taught from the beginner's point, and after three days, the situation changed.

Of course, it was not Xia Fan, but Su Chen's affairs.

Early in the morning, Su Chen caught the morning plane and flew to the magic capital.

According to Store Manager Xu's schedule for him, now he needs to go to the headquarters of the Demon City in advance as Mao Xuewang, rehearse the order of appearances, and prepare for tomorrow's music audition.

The audition will be held tomorrow from 2 to 5 p.m.

The location is a venue chartered by Bilibili that is specially used for large-scale events, and there is a huge space and extremely high layout both indoors and outdoors, which is more than enough for an event.

Here, Su Chen first wandered around the venue with Manager Xu, and then went backstage, where he contacted several other judges in advance.

This time, there are three judges, including himself.

Among them is a middle-aged composer recommended by Penguin Music, Liu Changhai.

By the way, this person should also be the music teacher sent by Penguin Music to reward the first place.

The other one made Su Chen a little surprised, it was actually a voice actor who had worked with him several times, Miss Aiyi.

"Hello! Teacher Mao Xuewang! ”

At this time, this royal sister was greeting him cordially.

Speaking of which, Aiyi belongs to a public figure who is a voice actor and idol, and has released some albums and singles himself, although he is not as good as a serious star, but he is also a little famous in the circle.

Together with Liu Changhai, both of them can be regarded as musicians with real talents, which is completely different from the special invited judges like Su Chen who attended on behalf of Station B.

Don't look at his independent composition of "Everything You Give Me", but it's just a song, it doesn't mean anything, at most it makes people feel amazing.

This is like a small transparent up master at station b, and by chance there is a video with more than five million views, which seems to amaze the audience, but in fact, the audience will not pay attention to him because of this video, like him, worship him, and pursue him.

Both are the same thing.

One success doesn't mean anything, you have to have a stable high level of high production for the audience to look at you differently.

So even Su Chen, who has had a successful composing experience, still represents Station B this time and attends as a "special commission".

After a few people exchanged pleasantries in the backstage for a while, Store Manager Xu stepped aside, muttered a few words to the staff, and gestured to Su Chen.

A look of mystery.

The latter couldn't help but wonder in his heart, "Does this bad old man have any bad ideas again?"

As a result, after following Store Manager Xu and the staff into a small dark room, Su Chen looked left and right and found that this was actually a spacious dressing room.

What did the other party do with him in the locker room?

He couldn't help but have a question mark in his heart.

Could it be that the ugly face of capitalism is finally being exposed? Want to find a white rich beauty to subtly rule yourself?

Damn, I'm not going to give in to my!

"Su Chen, I have a reluctant invitation to bring you here."

Store Manager Xu said with some embarrassment.

……