Chapter Twenty-Five: A Transformers Cat Named Black Charcoal

The interview process was surprisingly easy.

The interviewer, that is, the owner of the studio, had a brief conversation with Qin Guanglin, and after looking at his previous works, he asked him to try to draw.

"The details you have here can be simplified a little more, and the comics don't have to be so detailed, so the efficiency can be faster."

The boss named Chen Rui pointed to the characters outlined by Qin Guanglin and said this to him.

"Okay." Qin Guanglin nodded, it was simpler......

After leaving the office, he still felt a little illusory, was the interview so casual?

"How?" Sun Wen leaned over and asked.

Qin Guanglin thought for a while, "He said that if he could, he would be able to come to work in the next few days, and he would be mainly responsible for hand-painting." ”

"What do you say?"

"I said think about it and give him an answer in two days."

"Yes!" Sun Wen patted him on the shoulder, "You think about it." ”

"Okay." Qin Guanglin looked at his watch, "You go to work hard, I'll go back first." ”

At this time, Sun Wen was at work, so it was not good to chat with him too much.

Sun Wen sent Qin Guanglin to the door and returned to his desk to paint, and the people next to him came over curiously to gossip, "Brother Wen, how was your friend's interview?" ”

"Okay, now I'll wait for him to think about it and come to work, it's not me who blows, that guy is much better than me."

"Really?"

"There can still be fakes."

Qin Guanglin took the elevator downstairs and walked to the bus station, thinking that tomorrow why not calculate the work of a hexagram is unreliable - he thinks it's okay, this thing can also draw some small stories by himself to learn and learn, in the Internet era, as long as you do well, you can eat together.

When passing by a small shop, Qin Guanglin paused, there were a lot of small objects on the small cart at the door of the store, and when he walked over and took a look, he fell in love with a panda-style hair rope at a glance.

Maybe you'll like it......

"How much does this cost?" Qin Guanglin took out his wallet and asked.

"Ten pieces."

took out ten yuan and handed it to the boss, Qin Guanglin put the hair rope in his pocket, and prepared to take it tomorrow.

When you first fall in love, you will want to taste the delicious food, you will want to recommend it to the other party when you read a good book, you will want to experience it together when you see a fun one, and you will want to like it if you will like it when you see beautiful clothes......

The sour smell of love is everywhere.

All the way back to the vicinity of his home, the little chubby dun of the neighbor next door was holding a bowl about the size of his head, squatting at the door and snoring and eating noodles, and his eyes lit up when he saw Qin Guanglin come back.

"Eating so late?" Qin Guanglin asked casually.

This little chubby dun was a child who followed him all day long and shouted Brother Lin, and he was quite cute, but now he has reached the age when dogs are disgusted and begins to be skinny, jumping up and down every day, but he is still honest in the face of him.

Little Fat Dun hurriedly swallowed the noodles in his mouth and shouted in surprise: "Brother Lin, are you back?" ”

"I'm back." Qin Guanglin raised his chin and motioned to him, "The bottom of your bowl is leaking." ”

Xiao Chubby was startled, and subconsciously wanted to turn over and look at the bottom of the bowl, and then stopped his movements and said angrily: "The same trick can't fool me a second time!" ”

"If you don't believe it, forget it." Qin Guanglin shrugged his shoulders and walked towards his house again.

"Brother Lin, you teach me to draw." Chubby Dun followed him with a bowl and shouted, "I want to draw a cat!" ”

"Homework is to draw cats?" Qin Guanglin squinted at him, every time there was homework at school, this kid looked like this.

"It's a competition, I want Big Black Carbon to win the prize!"

"You eat first, and then come to me after eating." Qin Guanglin looked at his mouth full of noodle soup, "Remember to wash it clean, I'll kick you out if it's dirty." ”

"Good! I'll finish it right away! Little Fat Dun replied and stopped following, and continued to snort and stuff noodles into his mouth.

Qin Guanglin returned home, Qin's mother was not there, it is estimated that he went to Aunt Wang to study old objects again, he poured himself a glass of water and sat on the sofa, feeling a little nothing to do.

After waiting quietly for a while, Qin Guanglin got up and went to the studio, ready to draw a picture of Chef He's cooking, he wanted to paint last night, but he was really a little tired and went to sleep first.

Different from the painting he sent last time, this time Qin Guanglin wanted to sketch with a pencil, so that he could more directly show his inspiration from last night and make the scene more vivid.

Why don't you wear an apron and look gentle and graceful as if it has been engraved in his heart, Qin Guanglin thought about it and put down the pen again, wait for the little fat dun to come over, and now he is not in a hurry to draw.

Soon the doorbell rang, Qin Guanglin went over and opened the door, and the little fat man stood at the door with a big black cat under his armpit, the big black cat didn't dare to move, and looked at Qin Guanglin pitifully.

"Why did you bring Aunt Li's cat?"

The cat's name is Black Charcoal, which is raised by Aunt Li in the neighborhood, and it is often hung around in this area, so that everyone is very familiar with it.

Little Fat Dun lifted the big black cat up and slammed it in front of Qin Guanglin: "I want to draw a big black charcoal and let it win the prize!" ”

"Come in first." Qin Guanglin let go a little and let the little fat dun hold the cat inside, and then closed the door.

"How do you draw?" Little Chubby Pier honestly stood in the studio with the cat in his arms and asked him.

"It's very easy to draw a cat, you put the black charcoal on the paper, yes, press it down, and then take a pen and draw a circle on it." Qin Guanglin held a water cup and guided beside him.

Taking the cat off the paper, the little chubby dun doubted life against the unrecognizable lines on the paper, "This is not a big black charcoal!" ”

"You can just have two more eyes." Qin Guanglin finished drinking the water and guided him by hand.

"It's not a cat at all!" Chubby looked at the irregular shape on the paper, with two dots in the middle being eyes.

"Cats are liquids and can be shaped."

"You lied to me!"

"And what do you want to draw?" Qin Guanglin rubbed the head of the black charcoal.

"I want a very powerful big black charcoal!" Chubby raised his head and thought for a moment, "Transformers like that!" ”

Transformers cats?

Qin Guanglin thought about it and had to admit that he couldn't imagine what it should be like.

"You wait for me a moment." Chubby left the studio, opened the door and ran out.

“……”

Qin Guanglin stood in the living room and hugged the black charcoal to smooth it, waiting to see what he wanted to do.

After a while, the little chubby dun ran back again, holding a Transformers toy in his hand, "I want such a big black charcoal!" ”

"Hmm...... Yes. Qin Guanglin put the black charcoal aside, and the black charcoal honestly lay on the ground, wagging his tail and looking at the two of them.

Learning to draw or something is an excuse, Xiao Chubby Dun just wants to find Qin Guanglin and ask him to help him draw, and then take it to show off to his classmates.

Qin Guanglin didn't care, he took a pencil and wrote and drew on the drawing board, and from time to time he looked at the Transformers placed next to him by the little fat dun, and soon a Transformers cat came out.

"How?" Qin Guanglin couldn't understand the aesthetics of Little Fat Dun, so he could only ask his opinion.

"Great!"

Little Fat Dun was so excited that his face turned red, this is simply what he ideal big black charcoal should look like.

Mighty, domineering!

"Here, take it and hand in your homework."

I hope this kid won't be beaten by the teacher.

"Thank you, Brother Lin!" Little Fat Dun ran out with the painting in both hands, even ignoring Black Charcoal and his Transformers.

Qin Guanglin hurriedly stopped him and pointed to the black charcoal on the ground, "Take your transformers away, and black charcoal." ”

"Oh."

Chubby ran back and picked up Black Charcoal and Transformers.

God knows where children are so energetic, and they like to run at any time.