Chapter 25

The interview process was surprisingly simple.

The interviewer, the boss of the studio, had a brief talk with Qin Guanglin. After looking at his previous works, he asked him to try to draw.

"You can simplify the details here. The comics don't need to be so detailed. It can be more efficient."

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

"Good." Qin Guanglin nodded, which made it easier

After leaving the office, he still felt a little unreal. Is the interview so casual?

"What do you say?" Sun Wen came to ask.

Qin Guanglin thought, "he said that if he could, he would come to work these days, mainly responsible for hand painting."

"What do you say?"

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

"Yes Sun Wen patted him on the shoulder

"All right." Qin Guanglin looked at his watch. "You go to work well. I'll go back first."

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

Sun Wen sent Qin Guanglin to the door and went back to his desk to paint. The people next to him were curious and asked, "brother Wen, how was your friend's interview?"

"Well, now I'll wait for him to think about it. Then I went to work. I didn't blow it. That guy is much better than me."

"Really?"

"There's no way to fake it."

Qin Guanglin took the elevator downstairs and walked to the bus station, thinking about how to make a divination tomorrow. This work is not reliable - he thinks it's OK, and he can draw his own little stories when he studies it. In the Internet age, he can eat as long as he does it well.

When passing a small shop, Qin Guanglin stops for a moment. There are a lot of small things on the cart at the door of the shop. He walks over to have a look at it. At a glance, he falls in love with a panda style hair rope.

Why don't you like this

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

"Ten."

Take out ten yuan and give it to the boss. Qin Guanglin puts the hair rope in his pocket and plans to show it to him tomorrow.

It's like this when you first fall in love. When you find something delicious, you want to give it to your partner. When you read a good book, you want to recommend it to your partner. When you see something funny, you want to experience it together. When you see a beautiful dress, you want to know if your partner will like it

The sour smell of love is everywhere.

All the way back home, the next door neighbor's little pangdun is holding a bowl about the size of his head, squatting at the door and snoring noodles. His eyes brighten when he sees Qin Guanglin coming back.

"So late for dinner?" Qin Guanglin asked casually.

When he was a child, little fat Dun used to yell at brother Lin after him all day. He was cute. Now he's old enough to be a dog. He's jumping up and down every day, but he's honest.

Xiao pangdun quickly swallowed the noodles in his mouth and exclaimed 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."

Xiaopangdun was surprised. Subconsciously, he wanted to turn over and look at the bottom of the bowl. Then he stopped again and said, "the same trick can't cheat me a second time!"

"Don't believe it." Qin Guanglin shrugged and went to his home.

"Brother Lin, you teach me to draw." "I want to draw a cat!" he said with a bowl

"Homework is drawing cats?" Qin Guanglin squints at him. Every time there is homework in school, the boy looks like this.

"It's a competition. I want big black charcoal to win the prize!"

"You eat first, and then come to me." Qin Guanglin looked at his mouth full of soup, "remember to wash it clean, I'll kick you out if you're dirty."

"Good! I'll finish right away! " Xiao pangdun answered and stopped following. He continued to snore and put noodles in his mouth.

When Qin Guanglin came back home, his mother was not there. Maybe he went to study old things with Aunt Wang again. He poured himself a glass of water and sat on the sofa, feeling that he had nothing to do.

After a while in silence, Qin Guanglin got up and went to the studio to draw a picture of chef he's cooking. He wanted to draw it last night, but he was a little tired and went to sleep first.

Unlike the painting he sent last time, Qin Guanglin wanted to sketch with pencil, which could more directly show his inspiration last night and make the scene more vivid.

Why don't you wear an apron? The gentle and graceful appearance seems to have been engraved in your heart. After thinking about it, Qin Guanglin puts down his pen again. After waiting for Xiao pangdun to come over, he is not in a hurry to draw now.

When the shutter bell rang, Qin Guanglin went to open the door. Little pangdun stood at the door with a big black cat under his arm. The big black cat didn't dare to move. He looked at Qin Guanglin pitifully.

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

The cat is called black charcoal, which is raised by Aunt Li in the neighborhood. It often wanders around here, making everyone familiar with it.

Little pangdun raised the big black cat to Qin Guanglin: "I want to draw big black charcoal and let it win the prize!""Come in first." Qin Guanglin stepped aside and let Xiao pangdun go in with the cat in his arms. Then he closed the door.

"How to draw?" Small fat Dun honest holding the cat standing in the studio asked him.

"It's very easy to draw a cat. You put the black charcoal on the paper, right, press it, and then take a pen to draw a circle around it." Qin Guanglin is guiding with a water cup.

Taking the cat off the paper, little pangdun doubted life against a lump of invisible lines on the paper, "this is not a big black charcoal!"

"Just two more eyes." Qin Guanglin finished drinking the water and guided him hand in hand.

"It's not a cat at all!" Xiao pangdun looked at the irregular shape on the paper with two dots in the middle.

"Cats are liquid. They can deform."

"You lied to me!"

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

"I want powerful black charcoal!" Little fat Dun raised his head and thought for a while, "Transformers like that!"

Transformers cat?

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

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

“……”

Qin Guanglin stood in the living room, holding the black charcoal and giving it Shun Mao, waiting to see what he wanted to do.

After a while, little pangdun ran back with a transformer toy in his hand, "I want this big black charcoal!"

"Well All right Qin Guanglin put the black charcoal aside, and black charcoal lay down on the ground, wagging his tail to look at the two men.

Learning to draw is all an excuse. Xiao pangdun just wants to ask Qin Guanglin to help him draw, and then show it to his classmates.

Qin Guanglin also doesn't care. He takes a pencil to write and draw on the drawing board. From time to time, he looks at the transformers that Xiao pangdun has placed beside him. Soon a transformer cat comes out.

"How's it going?" Qin Guanglin couldn't understand Xiao pangdun's aesthetics, so he could only ask his opinions.

"Great

Xiao pangdun's face turned red with excitement. This is what he should have in his dream.

Mighty, domineering!

"Here, hand in your homework."

I hope the boy won't be beaten by the teacher.

"Thank you, brother Lin!" Little pangdun is a treasure. He runs out with the painting in his hands. He doesn't even care about black charcoal and his transformers.

Qin Guanglin quickly stopped him, pointed to the black charcoal on the ground, "take your transformers away, and black charcoal."

"Oh."

Xiao pangdun ran back to pick up black charcoal and transformers.

God knows where children have so much energy, no matter when they like to run.