Red Dust and Sand Sculpture

The tone was thick and thick, as if it was about to turn into an infinitely extending vine, directly dragging people down from upstairs.

Li Shasha was originally reading in her room, knocked on the door and came in: "Dad."

Li Xiangfu sighed and carefully put away the guqin.

"what have you done?"

Li Xiangfu shook his head, expressing his ignorance.

He hadn't encountered such a big scene for a long time. The last time was a few years ago when the old man found himself going hiking again during his vacation.

Thinking of this, he laughed at himself mockingly: "I haven't forgotten what should be forgotten, and it's like casting a spell on what shouldn't be forgotten."

I can't remember the specifics of the group tour adventure, but I still remember the feeling of being hit by a stick.

When he went down the stairs, he saw Li Xichun blinking at him helplessly, before he had time to speak, Mr. Li directly cut off the possible communication between the two parties: "Come here."

All the way from the back door to the courtyard.

The wild flowers growing naturally on both sides can't stand the scorching sun, pulling their flower heads.

Li Xiangfu reminded himself to come and pour some water later, when the person in front of him stopped, his eyes widened and he said, "What did I tell you before?"

Looking away from the flowers and plants, he didn't want to answer: "Please persuade my sister."

Mr. Li cast a sharp look: "Persuasion? Well said! Not only did you persuade points, but you even sublimated the theme."

Li Xiangfu didn't quite understand.

"Your sister has been struggling with conflicts after marrying Gao Xun. It is a fact that the two have different personalities."

"Oh." Li Xiangfu asked calmly: "Then is she going to influence the other party with love now, or change herself with love?"

From the angry words, I intuited that not only did the two sides not divide, but they reconciled.

"Neither of them," Mr. Li sneered, "she decided not to get married."

Li Xiangfu was startled, and then asked in confusion, "What's the problem?"

It is not certain whether it is angry or not, after all, people's concepts cannot be changed overnight.

What's more, if he meets someone who is really suitable in the future, or who has a similar relationship with Gao Xun, Li Xichun may also follow his heart and start a family at any time.

It's a pity that although Mr. Li is not feudal, he has tendencies in his heart, and he hopes that his children can get married and have children as soon as possible.

After a moment of silence, his state suddenly changed from furious to unfathomable: "Think carefully, adults have the right to choose."

Li Xiangfu shuddered, his intuition was not good.

"Just like adults should learn to take care of themselves."

The scope of self-care is very wide, and the next moment the old man made a final decision, announcing that his living expenses will be officially stopped from next month, and then he turned and left.

Li Xiangfu stood alone for a while, silently took some water from the fountain to water the flowers.When he returned to the room, Li Shasha could feel the frustration under his calm appearance.

"We have no money." Li Shasha realized instantly.

"There are still tens of thousands of yuan, but it won't last long."

He had a hunch that his sister's incident was just an introduction, and the old man wanted to take this opportunity to force himself to be independent.

After taking out the notebook and letting Li Shasha operate it, Li Xiangfu leaned on the edge of the bed and closed his eyes to rest his mind: "Help me search for any famous painting competitions recently."

Double-sided embroidery takes too long, and it is easy to have a price but no market, so the money for painting is a little faster.But now he suffers from lack of popularity and is easily undervalued.

"The 56th Children's Painting and Calligraphy Competition; International Youth Painting Competition..."

Li Xiangfu interrupted: "There is no age limit."

"Sunset Red Crash Art Summer Camp for the Elderly."

Li Xiangfu opened his eyes and stared fixedly at him.

Li Shasha shrugged: "It's true that there is no age limit, and there is no upper limit." After a pause, he said, "However, there is a Seuss collection activity, which has a good gold content and has entry barriers."

Li Xiangfu became interested: "Tell me specifically."

Li Shasha was about to speak when suddenly her eyes lit up: "This year's grand prize is 100 million yuan."

For some well-known painters, this award may not impress them, and they pay more attention to the award itself.

This father and son are different, they have been blinded by money.

"... To apply for the competition, you need to upload your resume and work. There are already a lot of participants in the primary selection stage."

Seeing too many good paintings will inevitably cause aesthetic fatigue.There are thousands of works, and the reviewers don't have the patience to scrutinize them carefully. The award-winning experience on the resume will most likely create a preconceived impression.

Li Xiangfu: "Is there room for maneuverability?"

In the past, he had no honor but bad deeds. It was impossible to create a perfect resume, so he had to find another way.

Li Shasha: "Not in previous years, but this year the organizer seems to have the idea of ​​building popularity. Two of the judges invited have a certain number of fans on social platforms, and there is a high probability that a few of the contestants will be selected as such. "

Li Xiangfu pursed his lips when he heard the words, and seemed to be lost in thought.Now that you have decided to do it, you must ensure that you hit it with one blow.

Those who eat soft rice found a way out ahead of time, and Li Shasha turned the computer screen over.

""Masters Out of the Folk"?" Seeing that it was a variety show, Li Xiangfu waved his hands: "I'm not making a debut."

If you become an artist, you will be overturned. The black history is in the front. Who will add trouble to themselves for no reason?

"It's not a talent show, and the show doesn't force you to show your face. We only participate in one episode, and we will withdraw after we earn a wave of popularity."

Because of the variety of talent shows, ranging from elegant to funny, the ratings of the show have always been good, and it has almost become a national variety show.

The problem was also that it was too popular. From the beginning when no one was interested in it to the extremely hot registration scene, after going through the process one by one, even if he was selected, it would be Li Xiangfu's turn to record the program after three episodes, and he would not be able to catch up with the registration for the event.

Li Shasha pointed out the key point: "Qin Jin is the sponsor."

Li Xiangfu stood up and came over to mess with his hair: "There is no reason, why should people help?"

Just as he was talking, he saw the website collection bar directly above, his eyes changed suddenly, he picked up the dumpling and put it aside, clicked in and his eyebrows twitched: "You actually use my computer to browse unhealthy web pages?"

Li Shasha corrected: "It's an online game, and the producer's scale is a bit bigger."

LSP!

Li Xiangfu canceled the favorites and deleted the history in front of him, turned around and said negatively: "Don't force me to open the youth mode."

Li Shasha rubbed her nose and stopped talking.

Li Xiangfu flipped through the address book back and forth, and sadly found that there was no one he could talk to.

When I swipe up and down again, I saw Qin Jin's name and pursed my lips.

There is still a distance of a thousand miles between the two of them, but it does not hinder the normal relationship between people. Even if the other party refuses, they should not lose their temper because of such a trivial matter.

After three or four minutes of self-persuasion, I still couldn't make up my mind.

Li Shasha made a monotonous reminder: "No matter how hard it is, the child cannot be hurt."

"Easy to say!"

The vicious tone a second ago took a sharp turn when he spoke, very gentle and polite:

"Mr. Qin, I would like to ask you to do me a favor." After a pause, he said, "As a thank you, I would like to present a potential painting of a future master."

After confirming that he had sent out the voice, Li Shasha commented: "Fawning."

"Whether he agrees or not is indirectly related to whether I can gain popularity and participate in the folk music competition."

Li Shasha changed her attitude: "When needed, I am willing to sell miserably with you."

"..."

Qin Jin replied half an hour later, and the content was concise: "I have time before two o'clock tomorrow, and I can take you to see the director."

Li Xiangfu frowned after hearing this.

"Is there a problem?" Li Shasha asked.

"Qin Jin is the biggest sponsor, just say hello directly, there is no need to waste time and make a special trip."

Li Shasha summed it up: "The rich, the idle."

Li Xiangfu had nothing to say.

The next day happened to be Saturday, and the almanac said it was a good day to travel.

This is indeed a good day, Aunt Zhang is back today, and finally Li Xiangfu no longer has to do the housework himself.

The meeting place is about downstairs of Qin Jin's company.He went there first, and there was a lot of traffic behind him, and a skyscraper stood in front of him, with countless windows half-opened, and at first glance it looked like the scales of a dead fish.

Standing at the bottom and looking at it for a long time, Li Xiangfu unconsciously thought of the actual person in charge of the building, who is lonely and inaccessible but powerful and calm.

A black car came out from the side gently and honked its horn.

Li Xiangfu heard the sound and looked, the car window was half down, revealing half of his handsome profile: "Get in the car."

After the car door opened, the backpack was stuffed in first.

Li Xiangfu didn't know what he put in it, the black bag was full and full of weight.

The road to Yuanjia is narrow, and Gao Xun was driving today. The moment he saw Li Xiangfu, his fingers tightened his grip on the steering wheel. The contents of Moments that he swiped that day are still vivid in his memory...

He can do everything from laundry to cooking, and he is also good at taking care of children.

Thinking of Li Xichun's last circle of friends, I still don't forget to sum it up in one sentence. Seeing me now, my head hurts even more because I didn't sleep well because of arguing with my lover.

Li Xiangfu didn't say hello to him, but fastened his seat belt after getting in the car, and only expressed his gratitude to Qin Jin for agreeing to help him.

"It's easy to do." Qin Jin's expression was always indifferent.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Gao Xun couldn't help frowning. When he was with Li Xichun, both of them avoided talking about Li Xiangfu. After all, there was Qin Jin...his immediate boss.

He didn't know what happened when Li Xiangfu came back this time, but no matter from which angle he looked at it, the boss seemed to be approaching Li Xiangfu on purpose.

Gao Xun wondered if he should bring this up with Li Xichun.

The TV station has already contacted them in advance, and someone will lead them in.

Occasionally, a well-known host could be seen passing by. As soon as he went upstairs, the director just came out of the studio.

After a few polite words, he put his eyes on Li Xiangfu: "This is your friend?"

In fact, the director was unwilling to let the contestants airborne. "Masters out of the folks" was his painstaking effort, but then again, if Qin Jin was not willing to sponsor, this program might not have been broadcast smoothly.

Li Xiangfu could feel that although the director was smiling, there was a bit of contempt in his gaze.

"The talent you want to perform is..." the director asked tentatively.

Li Xiangfu: "Painting."

The director's heart suddenly turned cold. The time of a show is limited, and he can't be allowed to occupy half of it.

"I'm afraid..."

Before he could say the words of refusal, Qin Jin looked over, his throat moved, and he said as condescendingly as possible: "Our program only has more than one hour without commercial time."

A high-quality work can't be finished in a while.

Not far away, the assistant director noticed this, walked over with a smile, and proposed a solution very savagely: "We can arrange two contestants to work together, and he can just paint on the side."

Anyway, just show the finished product.

Li Xiangfu shook his head: "I need an independent performance scene."

The smile on the assistant director's face immediately stiffened.

The director winked, meaning this is the only way to go, the rich are usually the uncles in their line of business, anyway, the guests will be replaced every episode, so it's good to get through this time.

"If it's convenient, I need you to draw a picture for us to see."

Li Xiangfu nodded: "Yes."

The director breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that at least he looks good.

At this moment, Li Xiangfu suddenly said: "At that time, I will need to wear a mask to play."

"..." Very good, the only selling point is gone.

After standing for too long, Li Xiangfu felt a sore shoulder, so he put his backpack on the ground, and with a loud crash, the ground shook slightly.

The director's expression changed completely.

It's filled with... is it really a tool for painting?

The author has something to say:

Director: I'm a little scared.

Qin Jin: Sure enough, you still have surprises that I don't know about.

Li Xiangfu: Just leave when you're done pretending, don't bother me.