because i'm pretty

"To be honest, Xiaoyuan, I have seen your works before, I like them very much, and I think they have great potential, but I will not sign a contract with you."

Surrounded by steam around the tea table, Yuan Zhiming sat on a mahogany chair and listened to the man with gold-rimmed glasses say:

“It’s good to have a strong style, and it’s good to have deep thinking, but young artists are immersed in egoism, which is a headache for our managers. I don’t know how to help you open up the market.”

"If you don't know, then no one will know." Qiu He sat in the middle and poured a cup of tea for the man.

Xue Ming pushed his glasses, and said with a smile, "I'm just kidding, Lao Qiu, I don't talk around the corner, please forgive me."

Yuan Zhiming nodded modestly: "Mr. Xue, I understand that these works... It's not the first time that people say they don't understand."

The other two laughed, and Xue Ming continued: "But later you showed me more drafts, and I felt... It's not that one is better than the other, but that it touches me more."

"How would you describe it? I think those palaces before were like closed palaces, but later ones seemed to be opened up, and people are willing to go in and visit them." Xue Ming squeezed his teacup and smiled: "Are you in love?"

"Hahaha, can you see this?" Qiu He asked with a smile.

Yuan Zhiming suddenly let go of his pursed lips, and smiled noncommittally.

"I guessed it," Xue Ming said, "Come back to business, what I want is to pick some from the first draft and give you a period of time to complete the final draft. We will discuss the follow-up issues in detail. What do you think?"

Of course, Yuan Zhiming has no problem. Xue Ming rummaged through the pictures: "I am most interested in this work, and I want to hear your thoughts."

"This is an installation art." On the picture is a piece of ice that is almost completely transparent, with a white and soft hair wrapped inside, Yuan Zhiming hesitated: "I've been thinking about completing it recently, but I can't guarantee it. "

"This is no problem, first perfect your own idea, make a demo, and the production problem can be solved slowly." Xue Ming's eyes stayed on the screen: "The warmth of the hug, this theme is very beautiful."

Qiu He leaned over to look at it, with a smile on his lips: "It's very good, but Xiaoyuan's specialty is illustration, he should be worried about the future positioning."

"Oh, this, I don't think it's a big problem. Installation art is a hot trend, and modern artists are becoming less and less rigid in form." Xue Ming thought for a while and said, "For example, Mr. Gu Changfeng, the original specialty Ink painting and calligraphy, and later he also innovated in form, using computer design to integrate traditional Chinese painting, and only then did he achieve his current status."

Gu Changfeng...Yuan Zhiming remembered the posters that had been lying in his favorites all the time, nodded and said, "I also like Teacher Gu Changfeng very much."

"Yes, you can see that his main external impression is graphic design, but at the same time, he is also a famous calligrapher and painter in the circle, and recently I heard that he also plays Shu embroidery..." Xue Ming chatted about the artist, "Old Qiu, Do you also know Mr. Gu? If you have the opportunity, you can let Xiao Yuan communicate with him, he is a senior with a wide vision."

When Qiu He was asked, he paused, and looked at Yuan Zhiming's expectant eyes: "I know him, but we haven't contacted for a long time."

"I hope to be seen by him through his works in the future," Yuan Zhiming said optimistically.

"In short, don't think too much, first complete your most emotional and potential work," Xue Ming finally said, "I will introduce you to meet when I have the opportunity."

Yuan Zhiming cheerfully sent the man to the door.Qiu He behind him shook his head, and when he turned around, he said: "Xue Ming is a straight-forward person. Apart from his ability, he also seems to be compatible with you in terms of personality. He was the first person I contacted. "

"Thank you, Uncle Qiu, for causing you trouble." Yuan Zhiming followed him back into the house, and gently closed the door.

"You're so polite again, how many times have I told you?" Qiu He slowly tidied up his teacups, and brought out some refreshments for Yuan Zhiming: "Your father and I have known each other since we were in school. Speaking of his help to me, You have done much more than what I have done for you, so don't talk to me like this in the future."

Yuan Zhiming ate the biscuits with a smile, and looked like he was well supported: "My dad is my dad, and I am me. If you have time to call and chat with him, it is enough for him."

"You don't need to say that, I will go to your house to drink tea after the Chinese New Year." Qiu He smiled and leaned forward: "In love? Does your father know?"

Yuan Zhiming almost choked on the biscuit and took a big mouthful of tea: "No Uncle Qiu, don't make fun of me."

"Even Xue Ming can see that you're still hiding it from me," Qiu He said with a smile, and the uncles gossip without ambiguity: "I said why I have matured so much this time, and I will take the initiative to send the first draft to others to fight for opportunities. Is it your idea, or is that person helping you?"

"I posted it myself..." Yuan Zhiming was unconsciously caught up in the words, but the description became darker and darker, he waved his hands falteringly: "Oh, no, not yet."

Looking at Yuan Zhiming's reaction, Qiu He thought it was Yuan Zhiming's unilateral pursuit of the girl, and immediately said happily, "It hasn't succeeded yet? Oh, let us Xiao Ming chase after him for so long? He must be a very good kid, right?"

Yuan Zhiming couldn't help it, he scratched the back of his head with a smile, lowered his head and admitted: "Well, it's too good."

"Hahaha it's okay, you can ask your uncle and me more about chasing girls, don't listen to your father, your father can't do it."

Qiu He was overjoyed immediately, sent Yuan Zhiming away, and hurriedly called Yuan Songqing to show off - I know about your son's relationship before you do.

In the end, Yuan Songqing laughed at him: My son told me long ago, and I know more details, so I can't disclose it to you.

Qiu He was greatly disappointed, and hurriedly asked, do you know the girl's name and family work?Share it with me, I will help you find out in Jinghai...

Yuan Songqing snorted and hung up the phone.

After Yuan Zhiming met Xue Ming, he also sent some works to other managers one after another. He did not intend to keep this matter from Li Yikai. Although Uncle Qiu has rich experience, he may not understand Yuan Zhiming's considerations.

"First try your best, and if the other party clearly expresses their intention to sign a contract, then show him your conditions and considerations." Li Yikai said: "I don't know the details of the art circle, so ask more people you know. I can help you take a look at the problem."

Yuan Zhiming invited him to drink milk-capped black tea without milk cap, lifted the lid and gulped down a mouthful of thick milk froth: "I know, the next step will probably be in the next year, I will let you know if there is any progress. "

"There is progress," Li Yikai looked at him and said.

"What progress?"

"I said me, it seems that I have made some progress, and now you are willing to discuss major events in life with me."

Yuan Zhiming gave him an iron fist: "He also said that I have the potential to become Gu Changfeng, maybe I can also become a master of both art and design."

"What's so good about Gu Changfeng?" Li Yikai curled his lips: "Master Yuan can't be him."

Yuan Zhiming expressed his satisfaction with this sentence.

"Are you planning to only be busy with this during the Chinese New Year?" Li Yikai asked again.

There is still a week before the Spring Festival holiday, Yuan Zhiming probably made the calculations: "I will spend all my time, and I may not be able to finish it in time, and I still have to accompany my dad."

"It doesn't matter if it's delayed for a week or two, and don't make it seem like you're too eager for this opportunity." Li Yikai actually wanted to ask him if he planned to travel around during the Spring Festival, but now it sounded hopeless, so he simply didn't ask.

"But what masterpiece do you want to complete? Isn't half a month not enough time?"

This is the secret that Yuan Zhiming does not intend to reveal for the time being. He changed the subject and said, "What about you? What are your plans for the New Year?"

"I, it should be about the same as in previous years." Li Yikai thought, this year when her own father comes back, Hu Manting will probably take the opportunity of the Chinese New Year to bring them together. Maybe this will be the most exciting year.

But he smiled and didn't mention it: "On New Year's Eve and my mother's New Year's Eve, I went to offer incense to my grandparents on the first day of the new year, met relatives on the second and third day of the new year, and then went to a few class reunions and had a drink with Zhou Xing and the others. That's about it."

"Is this your envious look?" Li Yikai didn't notice until he finished speaking.

Yuan Zhiming admitted frankly: "Yes, it's very lively. I don't have so many relatives and classmates gathering."

"Hmm..." Li Yikai began to think: "If next year, maybe I can bring you together..."

"You're here again!"

Before Yuan Zhiming entered the company's gate, he punched his leader again.

Now that Li Yikai has passed the first hurdle, he is like a wild horse that has finally let go of himself, and will launch an offensive if there is a disagreement.Only the company is the safe haven for poor Xiaoyuan—here Director Li needs to maintain his personality, a cold boss in a suit and leather shoes, temporarily unable to sexually harass his subordinates in the workplace.

"Xiaoyuan", Daqiao leaned over when he was seated: "Can you really undertake the three-dimensional design of ice cubes? Will it put too much pressure on you?"

"It's okay, I asked Shanshan, the design of the graffiti wall is not in a hurry, and I have time," Yuan Zhiming said happily.

"Thank you so much. I thought I would have to work overtime this Spring Festival. Fortunately, I have you." Daqiao was grateful: "Don't worry, sister Dong will return after her maternity leave, and we can share some of it."

Yuan Zhiming was hiding a little selfishness, but he was embarrassed: "You're welcome, I also wanted to learn [-]D modeling, thanks to you for teaching me."

"What's wrong with this, [-]D modeling is not difficult, as soon as I tell you, you will, come on!"

Ohashi patted him on the shoulder, rolled up his sleeves and began to help Yuan Zhiming install the software.

It's a pity that the whole afternoon passed, and the words "not difficult" became Yuan Zhiming's lingering shadow—it was not difficult for most people, but solid geometry was the worst, and the driver's license subject [-] took the test three times, Yuan Zhiming, who is a software idiot, felt dizzy just looking at the XYZ axes on the [-]D modeling software.

"No, Xiaoyuan, you are so good at drawing, why can't you understand this?" Daqiao's voice was hoarse: "How did you learn perspective and structure sketching?"

Yuan Zhiming unscrewed a bottle of water for him: "Actually, I can't learn things like perspective lines, it's all because I draw too much."

Daqiao admired and felt helpless: "Maybe this is your talent, and it is also your doom. Come on, let me continue to tell you."

"It's okay Daqiao, you have already talked a lot, let me read the tutorial first."

Yuan Zhiming was also very sorry, but no matter how many times the bridge was mentioned, it still sounded the same confusion to him. It seemed that the signal frequencies of the two people were inconsistent—of course, it could also be Yuan Zhiming’s receiving frequency, which was different from most people’s. Not very consistent.

By the end of the off-duty time, most of the workstations were emptied one after another.On Yuan Zhiming's iPad, he drew a lot of perspective drawings, and the teaching videos on the computer were turned off one after another...

He still can only build a basic cube, which is square and square with sharp edges and corners.

Li Yikai came back from a year-end report, stood in front of his desk, didn't get a look for a while, and asked, "Master Yuan, do you need help?"

Yuan Zhiming raised his head: ...

After a while: "Can you do [-]D modeling?"

Li Yikai loosened his tie: "Not really."

Don't ask the leader what Baidu can find. Self-learning ability is a very important quality of employees.

Yuan Zhiming lowered his head and continued to wander in the ocean of learning.

The chair beside him moved, Li Yikai's gray suit touched his arm, and he took the mouse away with one hand.

Caught off guard, the bare cube jumped onto the screen, Li Yikai endured it, and still laughed: "But it should be more than enough to teach you."

"Let me see, what shape does the master plan to make out of this cube?" The office was sparsely populated, and Li Yikai revealed his nature without any burden, and picked up Yuan Zhiming's sketch rather harshly: "Stream?"

Yuan Zhiming didn't want to open his mouth, but because of his thirst for knowledge...he said: "I think if the open space is a Chinese-style peach blossom garden, then the ice in front may be made into the effect of a stream melting. At the beginning of life, it is a paradise of peach blossoms along the stream from the front of the mall."

Li Yikai leaned against his chin: "Then just make this piece of ice into an iceberg to make a star. It just so happened that yesterday it was said that hanging ice cubes could not be realized. The style of the direction arrows that I thought about before is not suitable for the current graffiti wall."

"Well, then teach me how to model an iceberg with a realistic posture." Yuan Zhiming took out a pen and paper: "Just put him in front of the main entrance of the mall, and then dig a path on this side, and print the iceberg after melting. The flowing water becomes a stream, and with some three-dimensional paintings on the ground, it can be formed..."

Li Yikai simply untied the tie that had been strangled all day, and put it on the back of the chair: "You are too overestimating me, I will teach you the basics first."

……

At night in the city, in the windows of office buildings, the lights go out one after another, and only one small square stays on.

On the computer screen, on the orderly coordinate grid, a rugged and rugged iceberg gradually appears. It gradually melts in the warm spring and converges into a meandering stream. realm.

Yuan Zhiming also felt that he was about to board a light boat and follow the river to Taoyuan.