Lao Tu really felt that this punch was dominating the enemy, and then fluttered lightly with the bald head of "a hero who is interested", which was quite eye-catching, especially the sentence "It's solved with one punch, and I'm angry", which pretended to be in his heart.

How.

No one else believed it.

Also.

For a director with a background in animation, Jiang Yang, a beginner painter, really dare not be complimented. If this was drawn by ordinary people, it is estimated that the old picture would not even look at it, but the person who drew this cartoon is Jiang Yang.

Don't mention that this is his boss.

As a famous Jiang Yang, his story is worth seeing.

So—

That's why there's a reward later.

However.

Everyone else thinks he's a sycophant!

Ay!

Lao Tu can only say that bald heads are lonely, like a one-punch man.

Jiang Yang is also worthy of his reward.

Morning.

Jiang Yang came back to change the painting after competing with the blue-clothed uncle.

He changed it very seriously.

Even his wife practiced Pilates, and he only looked at it a few more times and resisted the crit of his long legs.

Jiang Yang first changed the painting that Mrs. Tu had corrected yesterday.

Because of the painter, the revised painting is not too good-looking, but at least it feels more comfortable.

This gave Jiang Yang a great sense of accomplishment.

"It's time to eat."

Li Qingning greeted Jiang Yang.

By this time she had changed into her yoga clothes, taken a shower, tied her hair up, changed into loose loungewear, rolled up her sleeves, and placed two glasses of milk next to her dinner plate.

"Oh."

Jiang Yang stopped writing.

He went to the table and was about to get a sandwich, when Li Qingning interrupted, "Wash your hands!"

"Forget."

Jiang Yang slipped away.

When he came back, Li Qingning saw that he was carrying a painting that was not too big, "Be careful."

Jiang Yang: "Lao Mo said, you have to see more works of famous artists, whose is this?"

Li Qingning: "The painter has the same surname as Lao Mo."

"Oh!"

Jiang Yang originally planned to put it on the dining table, but because the dining table was big enough, he heard that he put it on the light food bar opposite.

They sit down to eat.

Jiang Yang stared at the painting with wide eyes, and he didn't know that he thought it was his enemy.

Li Qingning picked up the milk: "What do you see?"

Jiang Yang: "Good-looking?"

Li Qingning: "What's so good-looking?"

Jiang Yang: "I don't know. Anyway, when I think about his price, I think the thief looks good!"

"Ahem."

Li Qingning choked on a mouthful of milk.

"Such a big man—"

Jiang Yang took out a few pieces of paper from the paper and helped her wipe it.

"Nasty."

Li Qingning eased up and patted Jiang Yang.

Somehow—

Jiang Yang is a little familiar with this situation.

After eating.

Li Qingning went to change his clothes.

Jiang Yang put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, and then picked up the pencil again and practiced the lines.

Soon.

Li Qingning came out of the dressing room: "Husband, where are you going later?"

"Go to your company."

Jiang Yang lowered his head and said while practicing the lines.

He decided—

In the future, Li Qingning will practice painting for as long as he prefers musical instruments.

He wants to be on par with the geniuses around him.

"Then you change your clothes."

Li Qingning had prepared the clothes he was wearing today, a smoky gray underwear and a tweed coat.

And yet—

After Jiang Yang saw it, he took advantage of Li Qing

Ning had the opportunity to put on makeup, turned around and went to the cloakroom, found a suit to put on, and then put on a Nizi coat. Now, he's missing a cap, the razor party of the bloody gang.

Jiang Yang asked Li Qingning, who was wearing good makeup, "How is it, is it handsome?"

Li Qingning: ......

Is this the time of rebellion?

"You're going to the catwalk."

Li Qingning felt that Jiang Yang's body was too formal, even if a star walked the red carpet, it was nothing more than that.

"Sister—"

Jiang Yang resolutely did not change.

"Okay."

Li Qingning stepped forward and helped him sort out his tie.

They went downstairs.

Li Qingning drove, looking for Bian'an and Erha along the way, but he didn't see it, which made Jiang Yang very disappointed. The car stopped in the parking lot, Li Qingning and Jiang Yang got on the VIP elevator, and when they were about to reach the first floor, Jiang Yang suddenly remembered: "A lot of fans are waiting outside to see you, I can't live up to their kindness——"

"Hey."

Li Qingning looked at Jiang Yang pressing the elevator on the first floor, and was speechless for a while.

About this –

Koi Studio specially issued an announcement, but Li Qingning did not sign it. I am also afraid that if I sign it, there will be more and more people gathered, and the normal working order of the building will be affected at that time.

However, she thought about it and felt that it was okay for Jiang Yang to go out, at least the fans didn't come in vain, and then Jiang Yang didn't come here every day, the opportunity was not often, maybe the fans would not come gradually.

Outside the building.

Fans were looking at where the car came from and were waiting for Li Yu. Jiang Yang came out of the building coldly, holding a pencil in his hand to sign an autograph, and he was really stunned by the first fan.

She didn't even know how to hand over the signed notebook.

Don't talk about her.

Even the second girl who signed the autograph was also at a loss, looking left and right, as if asking if you would flash?

And so—

There is a very magical side at the entrance of this building.

Everyone else is a fan chasing an idol to sign autographs, but Jiang Yang is chasing fans to sign autographs.

And then—

After a fan got an autograph and casually said, "You're so handsome today."

Jiang Yang's signature was even more active.

And even—

After signing his name, Jiang Yang was still unsatisfied and asked the reporter next to him if he wanted to sign.

Reporter & Fans: ......

And finally—

It was Li Qingning who asked Jiang Yang, the elevator girl who went to work, to pull him in, and then ended his signature.

Otherwise.

Jiang Yang is going to sign with passers-by.

Fans:......

They looked at each other.

This kind of encounter with people chasing autographs is unprecedented.

But—

Don't even say it.

It's a very different taste, and there's an discomfort of being so respected, so much so that it's too respectful.

Studio.

As soon as Sister Chen came out of the pantry, she saw Li Qingning coming in with Jiang Yang.

Sister Chen said hello and praised casually: "Jiang Yang is quite handsome today."

"yes."

Jiang Yang, who was being counted down, immediately had his spirit, "It's not like a gangster."

Sister Chen: ......

She remembers that when she was in high school, the male classmates in her class were very fond of the underworld and the like.

Jiangyang now——

I don't know if it's adolescence coming again, or if it's not over.

At this time—

"The cool morning dew, the wet black dress, the foggy stone road, the father is whispering...... Each of us is guilty and guilty of different sins, and I can decide who is right and who should be asleep......

Li Qingning stood next to him and couldn't help laughing, his own smart speaker is quite rich in inner drama.

"Like, too much."

Li Qingning should be reconciled and pushed

After a while, Jiang Yang went to the office.

After entering the office, Jiang Yang took off his coat, took out a pen and paper, and began the basic training of line drawing. This practice was a day, and when it was almost dusk, Jiang Yang finally couldn't help it: "Wife, let's rest for a while."

His wife is so perverted.

In the morning, Jiang Yang made a promise that he would practice line drawing as long as Li Qingning practiced the instrument.

And then—

Except for lunch time.

Li Qingning was stunned to practice piano, guitar, bass, and drums from morning to night.

Jiang Yang can only accompany him.

He now feels that the line under his command is not a line, but a great demon king who eats people.

I've never seen it last so long.

"Okay."

Li Qingning put down the guitar and let go of his wrist.

Although Jiang Yang gave up first, Li Qingning was quite surprised that Jiang Yang could practice line drawing boringly for so long. Therefore, when Jiang Yang was comfortably lying on the sofa playing games, Li Qingning sent a message to Mrs. Tu.

She saw that Jiang Yang was very interested in comics, so she thought about finding him a teacher.

Lao Mo painted oil paintings.

It's okay for him to teach drawing, but comics are a different story.

Mrs. Tu quickly replied to the message.

As the original painting of the animation, she really can't guide Jiang Yang much in comics, because if you draw comics, in addition to the drawing work, it also involves story structure and storyboard design-

Of course.

Although Mrs. Tu doesn't want to admit it, these latter two are Jiang Yang's strengths.

Especially storyboards.

She said seriously, although Jiang Yang's first words last night were very poorly drawn, the sense of storyboard he showed was not too many people who could teach him in terms of the current domestic comic industry life is worse than death, and as far as the ecology of his son is concerned.

If you really want to ask someone for guidance—

Mrs. Tu thinks that it is better to invite a senior editor first, and she doesn't need to go offline, just guide the basic knowledge of Jiangyang comics in the forum, such as using oblique grids when emotional, using squares for all sides and eight stables, and introducing characters to break the rules.

The rest is for him to play freely and grow freely.

"Really?"

Li Qingning was skeptical.

She now understands the difficulties of being a parent.

She felt that her husband was a genius, and she was afraid of delay, and she was afraid that she would be taught by a bad teacher.

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