The crowd burst into cheers from time to time, especially when I heard that Sun Wukong had learned seventy-two changes and somersault clouds, one by one, I couldn't wait to transform into Sun Wukong.

Shen Liang was far away, and the voice was basically inaudible when it reached him.

No matter how strong the meat throat is, it is still limited by manpower.

Seeing the person in front of him scratching his ears and cheeks, Shen Liang was a little anxious and wanted to let Hua An take him in to have a look.

Jia Yun said: "Second master, the gentleman doesn't stand under the dangerous wall, there are so many people here, in case you are squeezed out, the old lady has to tear me apart, since I know that Journey to the West is so popular, how about we send a book directly?" ”

Shen Liang said hehehe: "How many chapters do you give Mr. Storyteller?" ”

"Two chapters, just go to the Bodhi Ancestor to teach the immortal method, don't say it, those storytellers, when they see good books, they are more anxious than anything else, not only do they not want money, but they also want to spend money to buy our books." Jia Yun grinned.

Shen Liang said proudly: "This is also normal, but these storytellers are treasures, free propaganda machines, the money that should be given still has to be given, and the initial investment must not be less, not because of small profits, because of small losses." ”

Jia Yun nodded yes, and wiped a handful of cold sweat at the same time, because Shen Liang asked him to pay the storyteller for his labor fees, all of which were still in his pocket.

Those storytellers are really short of materials, and the legends of the Sui and Tang dynasties and Yue Fei who go back and forth are said to be rotten, and they don't have a high level of education and can't write new things.

finally came across a wonderful novel of gods and demons, suitable for all ages, and immediately like a fly smelling fat, it came one after another, which made Jia Yun have a careful idea that even if it doesn't cost money, it can get things done.

After all, a storyteller of 100 texts, if he is greedy for ink, it is also a lot of money.

This money is used to buy big meat buns, isn't he fragrant?

Shen Liang asked again: "Let you explain the advertising words of Mr. Storyteller, can you make them memorize them?" ”

Jia Yun patted her chest and said: "Second master, don't worry, last night, I accompanied these storytellers to practice for a night, they all have a good memory, and they memorized it well after a few times, and I also asked them to make a cheat sheet to ensure that they will not be missed." ”

Shen Liang's question was very detailed, which made Jia Yun a little uncomfortable.

Shen Liang nodded and said: "Since the market response is good, then you can prepare to distribute the book tomorrow, by the way, don't forget to pull a few more banners at the door of the bookstore, it is best to put Wei Zaode's name out with the largest banner, with his portrait next to it, and the most important thing is that the four words of Jinke champion must be eye-catching!" ”

Jia Yun remembered them one by one, and when she heard the end, she was a little embarrassed: "Second master, everything else is easy to say, but this portrait is not easy to get, first, we can't find a good painter, and second, we haven't seen Zhuangyuanlang, so we can't paint it." ”

Shen Liang's eyes rolled, and he immediately had an idea: "Leave this matter to me, you just have to do a good job of advertising." ”

Following Shen Liang's side, Jia Yun had long been accustomed to the style of his second master.

Pay attention to efficiency in everything!

What was ordered yesterday will be reported the next day, and what is arranged this morning will be fruitful in the afternoon.

Shen Liang threw Jia Yun at the overpass, Hua An drove him to the east, and when he arrived at the mouth of an alley, Shen Liang jumped out of the carriage and asked a few people, only to find Chen Hongshou in a courtyard in the alley.

Explaining the intention, Chen Hongshou smiled and said: "Little junior brother, you are too damaged, you can't catch a person with wool, this Wei Zaode is also unlucky, and he is about to be bald by you." ”

He was also sighing to Wei Zaode in his heart, Wei Zaode, Wei Zaode, you said that you are not good to provoke anyone, you want to provoke him.

Shen Liang was eccentric and left a deep impression on Chen Hongshou.

Although he has not entered school, he can memorize the four books and five classics, and he can also make a genius work such as "Linjiang Immortal Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water".

He is more business-minded and can actually come up with the idea of using Zhuangyuan Lang to advertise.

Now he wants to borrow Wei Zaode's portrait, it seems that this Wei Zaode will be regarded by Shen Liang as the image spokesperson of his bookstore for a long time.

Shen Liang cooked himself and made himself a pot of tea.

He looked around at his senior brother's residence, the courtyard was not big, and there were only three wings.

In addition to a bedroom and a side bedroom for servants, there is also a studio left for Chen Hongshou to paint and create.

There are many paintings hanging on the walls of the studio, mostly some of the figures.

From peddlers and pawns to women, these figures have majestic torsos and fine and round lines, almost exactly like real people.

There are also some flowers, birds, fish and insects in the middle, and the flowers and birds are delicately depicted, the colors are clear and beautiful, and they are full of decorative taste.

Shen Liang looked at it for a while, then turned to look at Wei Zaode, which he was painting.

Wei Zaode is dignified, more than seven feet tall, with a white face and no beard, and he looks like a dog, but he has a hooked nose, so the whole person looks a little yin.

Chen Hongshou first used a lake pen to simply outline the lines, and he drew extremely fast, drawing the general image of Wei Zaode in a few strokes.

Shen Liang thought of the cartoons of later generations, and with just a few strokes, he could outline the image of the characters, and it was extremely vivid and interesting.

He told Chen Hongshou his thoughts.

"To put it simply, it is to ignore the others and focus on one of the character's characteristics, such as squinting eyes, large nose, thick lips, and long nose bridge...... In short, how exaggerated it is, how exaggerated it is. ”

As a genius in painting, Chen Hongshou is thorough at all.

He picked up the brush and tried to draw a few drawings on the paper, but he was not satisfied, so he tore it off.

After trying it a few times, he mastered the essence of it and painted a picture directly according to Shen Liang's appearance.

Shen Liang borrowed Jia Baoyu's body, and his appearance was first-class, his face was like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, his color was like the flower of spring dawn, his temples were like a knife, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, his nose was like a hanging gall, and his eyes were like autumn waves.

The face is like Fu powder, and the lips are like grease; Turn to be affectionate, and the language is like a smile. A natural charm, all at the tip of the eyebrows; There are thousands of feelings in life, and they are all in the corners of their eyes.

Jia Baoyu's appearance can be called perfect, but it is too girlish, and it sounds good to call it a boy and a girl, but if it doesn't sound good, it is too heavy, the facial contours are round, and there is less male masculinity.

Therefore, Chen Hongshou focused on Shen Liang's eyebrows, a pair of peach blossom eyes, and the shining light of Bling Bling, which at first glance looked somewhat similar to the two-dimensional girls of later generations.

Although the proportions of facial features are extremely uncoordinated, people who are familiar with Shen Liang can see at a glance that this painting is him.

Shen Liang couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Senior Brother Chen, you are this!" ”

Chen Hongshou laughed, as if he was happy that he had learned a new painting technique.

He was born in 1958 and is now 42 years old, long past the age of not being confused.

When he was young, he apprenticed to Liu Zongzhou, but he was not very proficient in the imperial examination, failed the township examination, and even failed to be admitted to Xiucai.

After that, he simply gave up the imperial examination and concentrated on painting, usually selling paintings for a living.