"This portrait is very beautiful, very beautiful, the characteristics and details of the characters, even the sideburns are painted in detail, the overall style has your personal characteristics, and your painting skills are really good."

Su Jinqing's computer screen.

An ink-colored male chivalrous man comes to life.

Jiang Xun bent down and moved his mouse over several features on the screen.

"On the side of the painting style, I don't need to say it a few times, now it seems that you should be particularly accustomed to this type of painting, and you can't turn it around for a short time." Jiang Xun moved the cursor to a part, "A few small questions that make me unacceptable, why each character brings me a very charming feeling, maybe my words are not appropriate enough, if a single character is such a painting style, I can accept it, and you can use this style of painting to set up a story background." ”

"But every character is like this, the role is too facial, even if everyone is drawn in their own posture, but it is difficult to hide the charm in the bones."

The eyes of the characters, the movements on the paintings, and the slightly open posture of the clothes are the same.

Su Jinqing, who was listening, shrunk her neck slightly.

Jiang Xun commented on the characters here one by one, "I don't specialize in this genre, and I can't evaluate the quality of the works, from the perspective of my needs, you are all works that do not meet my requirements." ”

"I'm sorry-" Su Jinqing suddenly apologized, interrupting Jiang Xun's words.

Jiang Xun was stunned, realizing that he was a little aggressive in his speech, and said with a wry smile: "I'm sorry, my previous professional habits." ”

Some questions must be clearly explained and explained, if they are vague and prevaricated, they will pass, which is unacceptable to Jiang Xun.

"No, it's not." Su Jinqing said: "It's my problem that I didn't paint well. ”

"I'll redraw." Su Jinqing said again.

Her voice was tired.

But I didn't explain much.

Jiang Xun didn't ask any questions and returned to his desk.

There are ten more minutes, which is considered the official point of work.

Su Jinqing sat in front of her computer desk, her hands on the table, her head lying on it, as if she was catching up on sleep.

Didn't sleep well?

Jiang Xun was a little reluctant in his heart.

Early in the morning, I began to comment on other people's paintings, and laymen commented on insiders, and it was only 7 o'clock, my old classmate was afraid that he had just gotten up, and he came here to help his colleagues open the door in advance.

Started the maintenance of the website system.

One after another, people came in through the door.

Su Jinqing also quickly got up and sat upright, and elegantly made herself a cup of tea.

Huang Yi was rarely not late.

Ever since he knew that Jiang Xun was the online game god Hanmei sharpening his sword in "Faith", he was extremely punctual at work every day, and this time he came to the company early and communicated with Jiang Xun in a low voice.

"Hahahaha, Hanshen, let me tell you, this little Japan was almost by you yesterday." Huang Yi's eyebrows fluttered to describe the other party's expression, "The operator of the Shadow of the Polar Night, Akashi Mitsui, the face of the live broadcast, blue and yellow, how ugly and ugly it is......"

After saying this, stubble.

He used the tragic tone of a strong man's broken wrist again, and jokingly said: "It's a pity, Hanshen, you are brave in this wave, little Japan thought about it, and felt that he was powerless to sanction you, and there was no way to pull out your network cable, so he called the official emergency number at night, paid hundreds of millions, and asked them to cut you on the spot." ”

The official "Faith" is not short of money, and the Knights of the Round Table do not have hundreds of millions of financial resources to give money to other officials, let alone pay such a heavy price in order to cut a person, not to mention that this weakening is not painful for Jiang Xun himself.

This is a complete joke to set off the 'anger' of the Knights of the Round Table.

It's a new meme driven by the forum.

Jiang Xun didn't care about the Knights of the Round Table.

They are separated from the north and south of the river.

You may not be able to meet in this life, so you will meet in online games.

He cares more about the people he knows.

"How long have you been working here?" Jiang Xun asked.

"It's been an internship for a month and a half." Huang Yi replied fifteen-fifteen-ten: "Why are you asking this?" ”

"You've been interning for so long, you should be right to Su Jinqing... Let's get a little bit of an idea. Jiang Xun inquired.

"Aren't you classmates?" Huang Yi asked rhetorically.

"When I was in high school, I changed schools for family reasons." Jiang Xun shrugged, "I haven't been in touch with her for at least ten years." ”

He and Su Jinqing have known each other since elementary school, they are in the same school in elementary school, junior high school classmates, and high school classmates.

The relationship was pretty good then.

It's just that it was when I was a child, and that doesn't mean I'm still familiar when I grow up.

And because of personal living habits and work problems, after graduating from college, even if there has always been such an activity as a class reunion in junior high school and high school, Jiang Xun has never been there once, and he has not been in touch for a long time, even if he is a friend on the chat software, but everyone has their own social circle, and it is inevitable that they will be embarrassed and unfamiliar when chatting again, so they have never been contacted, and it is a simple greeting during the New Year's holidays.

This time I was looking for a new job, and I ran into it unexpectedly, and the luck component accounted for a large proportion.

Huang Yi lowered his voice and said: "When I first came in as an intern, I was trained by Sister Su very miserably, with a bad temper and uncertain weather, like a menopausal old witch, I heard Sister Yizhi say that it seems that it was because the family fell out with her, so she had a very explosive temper during that time. ”

"Falling out?" Jiang Xun remembered that when she was in high school, Su Jinqing had a tense relationship because her family did not support her painting.

"Didn't the country open up the second child a long time ago?" Huang Yi said: "Many people are not only children now, Sister Su has a younger brother who is married, her parents go back to the countryside to live, and the house here is vacated for her younger brother, Sister Su feels uncomfortable and embarrassed to live there, and Sister Su has to work, and she can't go back to her hometown in the countryside, you say she can travel back and forth for a few hours to work?" Impossible, later, she moved out to live, I don't know what the reason is, several times I heard Sister Yizhi say that it was not very successful, I moved, I moved, I tossed to death, and now I have moved back home to live for a while, and it is said that I live very unpleasantly. ”

Jiang Xun thought for a moment.

In fact, the solution to this problem is very simple.

That is to buy another house that you can live in by yourself.

Then think about the housing prices in Shanghai.

Forget it.

Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read!

Jiang Xun turned on his phone.

I sent a red envelope to the past.

The deposit for the work has been given, and Jiang Xun has sent the follow-up remuneration here.

"Painting, I'm not in a hurry, it's okay to take your time."

Judging from her self-esteem, she will never be allowed to receive a gratuity and not have to pay labor costs, Jiang Xun originally wanted to give the follow-up honorarium, suspend the cooperation, and reduce her pressure, but hesitated, or this sentence is the most suitable.

After Jiang Xun sent this message.

The staff of My Neighbor Totoro TV happened to send a message.

"Hanshen, are you interested in My Neighbor Totoro Carnival?"

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