How is it? ”

"It's so ugly, what are these paintings?" Yi Shu looked disgusted.

"How do you talk, stinky boy?" Zhou Dazhuang patted him.

"Zhou Dazhuang, let him speak."

"Okay, Mrs. Lin."

"These paintings were painted by different people, right? The content of the painting is a scene from the Dream of Red Mansions. ”

"This first painting is the scene when Lin Daiyu went to meet Jia's mother in the dream of Red Mansions, the painting is rough, the background is false and does not conform to the script, and the characters are not full."

"This second painting should be a gourd monk indiscriminately judging the gourd case, the painting style, the proportion of the characters, the accompanying text, and the characters are too ugly."

"The third one, not to mention this one, is simply unsightly, not for people to see at all, too ugly, ugly I can't describe it."

After complaining, Yi Shu looked at Bai Jinli puzzled and asked her.

"Mrs. Lin, what do you mean by that?"

"As you said, these paintings are indeed ugly, and when these people started painting, they painted casually without the consent of Mr. Li Jinbai."

"And your Journey to the West is different, the finished product is marked with your name, Mr. Li Jinbai's name."

"You know what I mean?" Bai Jinli said lightly.

"Huh? What the? Wait, are you saying that I can always draw Journey to the West with the approval of Mr. Li Jinbai? He also approves of my paintings? ”

But in an instant, Yi Shu thought of this.

"Well, exactly."

"Really? That's great, hehe. After Yi Shu heard Bai Jinli's affirmation, he suddenly smirked.

For Yi Shu, since he stayed up late chasing Journey to the West and Dream of Red Mansions, which are currently popular on the market, he was instantly obsessed with these two books.

While liking this book, he also deeply expressed his admiration and admiration for this writer.

And now, he heard from Bai Jinli's mouth that the people he admires actually approve of his paintings.

This should be a compliment to him, right?

It's so good, it's so good, he's so happy that he's praised by the people he admires.

"And then? You don't have anything to say? ”

"Huh? Anything else? Yi Shu looked puzzled.

"You idiot, Mrs. Lin means, you have Mr. Li Jinbai as the backing, just go back and paint your paintings with peace of mind, what are you messing about?"

"As for those people outside, as well as Mr. Qinghe, let them jump for a few days first, but they didn't get Mr. Li Jinbai's permission."

"They are rampant now, and they will cry later."

"Hehe, Mrs. Lin, do you think what I said is right?" After scolding Yi Shu, Zhou Dazhuang looked at Bai Jinli with a flattering smile.

"Well, that's pretty much what it means." Bai Jinli nodded.

Look at the IQ of Zhou Dazhuang, it is much higher than the silly white sweet of Yi Shu!

"You...... Do you know Mr. Li Jinbai? Yi Shu looked at Bai Jinli with a shocked expression.

Zhou Dazhuang looked at Yi Shu's stupid appearance, saying that he was completely blind.

What kind of nonsense is this asking?

The Journey to the West painting script has been circulating outside for so long, and it has always had Li Jinbai's name on it.

If Mrs. Lin didn't know Li Jinbai, would she have printed Mr. Li Jinbai's name on the book that was circulated?

Anyone can think of this, okay?

"Acquaintance."

"Yi Shu, don't you want to step on Mr. Qinghe? Do you want to expose him in front of everyone? ”

"There are opportunities."

"Have you ever heard the saying that the higher you climb, the worse you fall?"

"All the praise and fame of which he is now proud will in the end be drawn into a sharp blade and set him on the pillar of shame."

"And this day, soon."

Hearing Bai Jinli say this, Zhou Dazhuang's eyes immediately lit up.

He seemed to see Mr. Qinghe's sad future.

"Soon it's multiple pieces? Do I really not have to stand up and expose him? ”

"When his finished product comes out, he will be able to see a little bit of fruit. As for the whistleblowing, do you have evidence? ”

"Yi Shu, sometimes I really suspect that your head is not filled with cerebrospinal fluid, but with paste."

Bai Jinli wanted to go over and kick Yishu's feet.

With the IQ of this product, he still wants to rely on himself to take revenge, for the rest of his life.

“！！！” Easy book.

He understood, Bai Jinli was scolding him.

"Let's go back, finish the Journey to the West as soon as possible, and take the time to start painting Dream of Red Mansions."

"I believe that only you can draw the essence of Dream of Red Mansions."

"Uh-huh."

Hearing Bai Jinli say this, Yi Shu suddenly snorted arrogantly like a cat that had been smoothed out.

After this tossing and meeting with Bai Jinli, Yi Shu has calmed down.

I am also deeply aware of how impulsive, radical and naïve his previous approach was.

In fact, Yi Shu is not stupid, and he is not a real fool, many things, he is just too lazy to use his brain.

Now that he has heard Bai Jinli say this to Zhou Dazhuang, and he has said it so clearly, he naturally understands.

is also said that his current strength is not good, and he has no capital to compete with Mr. Qinghe at all.

Why rush out and die?

Mr. Qinghe also sent people to look for him everywhere, trying to kill him.

In fact, he has made a lot of money by drawing Journey to the West now, and he can afford to hire a killer.

But he felt that it was too direct to hire a killer to kill Mr. Qinghe directly.

Even if Mr. Qinghe dies, his reputation is still there, his aura is still there, and even after death, someone will praise him, which is too cheap for him.

What he wants to do is to watch Mr. Qinghe fall into disrepute.

"Mrs. Nalin, let's go back!" Zhou Dazhuang said.

"You've been working under Liu Biao recently? How does it feel? ”

"Thank you Mrs. Lin for your concern, I and the brothers are very good, much better than before." Zhou Dazhuang was very happy when he mentioned this.

Now they can be regarded as people with an organization and a team.

And they now have a special sense of mission and are very energetic in doing things.

There is still money to be made, and I am very happy.

"Hmm."

When sending away Zhou Dazhuang and Yi Shu, Bai Jinli also gave Yi Shu a human skin mask in exchange for the system space.

As long as Yi Shu puts that human skin mask on his face, he will immediately become another person, and his mother can't see it.

The system must be a high-quality product.

This also takes into account the fact that Yi Shu needs to go to the street at any time to understand everyone's views and preferences on Dream of Red Mansions, so as to begin to determine the style of the book's drawings.

But Bai Jinli also explained to Zhou Dazhuang, and stared at this kid more, in case his brain twitched and he did something stupid.

Mr. Qinghe's people did think that Yi Shu was dead.

And even if Yi Shu is not easy to tolerate, now walking on the street as it is, the chance of being recognized is actually not very large.

After all, he used to be very down, and he dressed completely differently than he does now.

Mr. Qinghe is tall and arrogant, and when he met Yi Shu, Yi Shu had been forced by him to become a beggar.

I'm afraid that in Mr. Qinghe's memory, Yi Shuben is that kind of down-and-out image.

And now Yi Shu, he is dressed cleanly, the person who is dressed looks human, and the whole person looks white and clean.

Walks and does things in an orderly manner, and looks like a son.

However, in order to be sure, she chose the safest way.

That night, Bai Jinli found Lin Shenyuan and said that she wanted him to do a favor.

When Lin Shenyuan heard that his little daughter-in-law had asked him, how could he not agree.

I agreed without thinking about it.

In the following time, various picture scripts on the market began to spread wildly.

But it is worth mentioning that Yishu's Journey to the West is still the most attractive existence.

It was also during this period that Mr. Qinghe personally participated in the painting of the Dream of Red Mansions version of the script was launched.

Only the first part of the work is listed, and the price is five taels of silver.

Of course, this is just the price of the regular bound version.

If it is a hardcover version, the price is 150 taels of silver.

If it is a signed collection custom edition, the price is 500 taels of silver.

The price is really jaw-dropping.

You must know that the price of the Journey to the West script produced by Yi Shushu is less than half of the price of Dream of Red Mansions.

It's just a special conscience.

And Mr. Qinghe is also very interesting.

After the finished product came out, he did not sell it as soon as possible, but gave an agreed time for everyone to snap up the purchase according to the time.

To put it bluntly, it's kind of like the current pre-sale.

Things haven't started selling yet, but the publicity has already been done.

In order to maximize his reputation, Mr. Qinghe also spread the news that he would personally appear at the scene when the Dream of Red Mansions picture version of the script went on sale.

A copy of his painting was given to the eighty-eighth person who bought the book, and the person who spent the most money on the book.

In this way, it has stimulated the hearts of those literati in the capital.

After all, Mr. Qinghe's paintings on the market have exceeded the sky-high price, who doesn't want to get one?

Bai Jinli, who got the news, said that this Mr. Qinghe has a lot of brains and means.

If he were a businessman, he would definitely be a very profitable businessman.

This marketing method is constantly emerging, and it will really happen.

Although Mr. Qinghe's version of Dream of Red Mansions has not yet appeared on the market, it has appeared in front of Bai Jinli in advance.

Of course, this is thanks to the supernatural powers of the Great Fire and the Second Fire.

Picking up the notebook with Mr. Qinghe's name and flipping through it, Bai Jinli began to sigh at his powerful ghostwriting.

The painting style and storyline direction of this book, and the character portrayal are much better than those that have been circulated on the market before.

At least you can watch it, and you won't see people jump.

But if you look closely, this style of painting seems to be the kind of fusion of many things, and it is not pure.

And it's a bit similar to Yi Shu's style, but he only learned his outside, but he didn't learn the essence.

After a few glances, Bai Jinli threw the book in her hand on the table and stopped reading it.

"When is Mr. Qinghe's Dream of Red Mansions scheduled for sale?" Bai Jinli asked.

"Mrs. Hui, June 26, the fourth day of the fifth month of the lunar calendar."

"Oh, the day before the Dragon Boat Festival?" After Bai Jinli snorted lightly, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Well, good, let's make this day the opening ceremony of being slapped in the face in his memory."