After My Ex-Boyfriend's White Moonlight Proposed to Me

Qianfan has been very irritable for the past two days.

As a fan artist with 10,000+ fans, she is very confident in her own level.

The fans got carried away after hearing too many compliments.

The rejection of the manuscript by Feifan Games was like a slap in the face to her, which once made her very embarrassed.

She has a lot of fans, and there are also a lot of black people. When fans and Feifan Games started to fight, there was a black building on the anonymous forum that mocked her for not being good enough and rejected her manuscript, laughing that she was actually no better than a little transparent who didn't have many fans.

This made her even more irritable.

So when she saw someone posted a long Weibo with Xie Ning's picture, she immediately reposted it.

At that time, several relatives and friends agreed that it was basically impossible to copy 100% of the original picture.

Unexpectedly, they were all slapped severely by Xie Ning's clarification video.

She deleted the retweet in a desperate manner. Even though it was inevitable to be ridiculed, the fans still supported her.

Then the third slap came down.

Xie Ning is actually Pixiu's original painting designer.

How popular the role of Pixiu is, Qian Fan can't understand it all too well.

More than half of her Weibo followers are attracted by Pixiu's fan art.

But doujin can never surpass the original.

Drawing doujin and drawing original works are two different concepts, and no doujin artist dares to say that his drawing is better than the original work.

Fans like her fan art of Pixiu because of their love for Pixiu, and the original work is the creator of Pixiu, which is the basis of their love.

Qian Fan smiled wryly for a long time, finally sighed, and issued an apology statement: "I am very sorry for the misunderstanding of teacher XN's drawing before..."

And Xie Ning himself didn't see her apology statement, and he didn't even pay attention to what happened on the Internet these days.

"Xie Ning, you are now a big V on Weibo with tens of thousands of followers." Xie Ning was in the car when Yan Xi called to ask for credit.

He glanced at the passing scenery outside the car window and asked, "Did you buy me powder?"

Yan Xi choked for a moment: "I didn't buy it, I'm a real fan!"

Xie Ning frowned, wondering, "Is it so easy to gain followers now?"

"Boss." Yan Xi said, "Now is the Internet age, only tens of thousands of followers, not hundreds of thousands, and at your level, it is too late to reach hundreds of thousands."

"Oh." Xie Ning didn't know much about things on the Internet, and he had no idea what Yan Xi said, "That's it."

Yan Xi told him: "Weibo also needs to be operated, don't you go silent for a few months, it's covered with grass."

Xie Ning said, "I don't have anything to post."

Yan Xi taught him: "Send some pictures casually, and interact with fans by commenting if you have nothing to do."

Xie Ning frowned: "Trouble."

After a pause, he added, "Waste of time."

Yan Xi: "..."

"Okay." Yan Xi didn't force him, and rubbed his forehead, "The boss is qualified to be willful, at worst, I'll give you a cold personality."

Xie Ning didn't quite understand, and didn't care too much, so he followed Yan Xi around.

While listening to Yan Xi's babble, he clicked on Weibo.

In the past few days, he has received bombarding @ and comments, and he has been filled with all kinds of news in his heart, as well as calls to ask for manuscripts.

Xie Ning doesn't plan to accept any more manuscripts in the short term. There is a difference between game original artwork and film and television original artwork. He plans to learn more first.

With that in mind, he edited a new Weibo:

XN_zxcvbnmV: I don’t read private messages, I don’t accept manuscripts, I’m currently studying.

——Did I grab the front row? ! Teacher XN, look at me!I love the Pixiu you designed!

——Bosses have to learn more, what about us handicapped?

——Confess to Teacher XN!The teacher's work is great!

……

"Master, is this here?" The driver Wu Shu stepped on the brake and asked.

Xie Ning glanced out the window, there was a stone block several people tall standing at the gate of the community, and at a glance, he could see the four large ink characters "Zidong Garden" written on it.

Xie Ning nodded: "It's here."

Yan Xi vaguely heard the movement here on the phone: "Are you outside?"

"Yeah." Xie Ning explained, "I made an appointment with Teacher Yang Rui to come and visit me today."

Yan Xi understood: "That's fine, I won't bother you." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Xie Ning said to the driver: "I may have to stay here for an afternoon, you can go back to the compound first."

The compound is where Mr. Xie takes care of his elderly. Xie Ning did not have a separate driver. He usually does not go out, so he would borrow Mr. Xie's driver if necessary.

Wu Shu smiled and said: "It's okay, I'll find a place to wait, Mr. Xie for not going out today, let me take good care of you, just send me a message when you want to go back."

In order to leave a good impression on Teacher Yang Rui, Xie Ning dressed very student-like today. The clothes were simple and elegant, but he was afraid that they would not be warm enough, so he wore a light blue scarf.

This outfit fit Zhuang Yan's description quite well, like a college student who just graduated.

Teacher Yang Rui is now retiring to the second line, only teaching a few students, and raising flowers at home for the elderly.

His accomplishments in the field of film and television original painting are very comparable, well-connected, famous, and many students come to him for advice.

When Xie Ning knocked on the door, he felt a little apprehensive.

Yang Rui has an amiable face, and because he no longer runs around with the crew, he is living a good life. His body is slightly fatter, and he talks with a smile: "Xie Ning, I have seen your paintings, and your skills are very solid. At this age, you can draw well. It’s so rare.”

Xie Ning handed the sketches he brought to teacher Yang Rui: "I painted them casually recently. I'm new to film and television design, and I don't understand anything. I need to make the teacher worry about it."

Yang Rui was very enthusiastic about him, seeing that he brought over the sketches, he didn't talk nonsense, took him to the study room, and spread out the drafts to read one by one.

Needless to say, Xie Ning's level of original painting design, Yang Rui has so many students, few can compare with Xie Ning, what he lacks is experience and understanding.

"The original painting for film and television is different from the original painting for games. It is based on 'landing'." Yang Rui pointed out, "The design and composition of your scene map are very good, but it is difficult to implement in film and television. Because this building is too unique, it is difficult to find the real thing, and it would cost a lot to set up a set of props, so there is a high probability that it will not be realized, and it can only be used as a reference.”

Xie Ning thought about it.

Yang Rui pointed to his next picture and said with a smile, "There's another picture..."

Yang Rui hadn't seen such an outstanding, thoughtful, and high-level original artist like Xie Ning for many years, and he immediately developed a love for talents, and he taught them without any secrets.

Xie Ning knew everything, even though he only talked with Yang Rui for a few hours, he benefited a lot.

"Actually, what you want to do now is not to paint. You can only work behind closed doors by shutting yourself in the room. What you have to do is to practice with the group, do original film design for film and television, and it is necessary to run with the crew. Everything you draw is for Final filming service."

Xie Ning smiled: "I also want to try to take on a project, but I haven't found a chance."

Yang Rui chatted happily with him, and said: "I'll pay attention to see what crews are suitable for you recently. I'm afraid it will be difficult to get into a big crew. They have a fixed art team, and a crew that is too small is not suitable for you."

Xie Ning didn't care: "I'm just a newcomer now."

Yang Rui shook his head: "In the field of film and television, some small crews are too chaotic. Maybe the entire art team is just one person. You were wasting time in the past. You didn't learn much, but you delayed yourself."

In fact, the original art of the game is the same. Big companies have their own art teams, and when small companies take over outsourcing, many of them designate a game to be moved over.

Although Xie Ning has never taken over such a project, he has seen many such situations.

Yang Rui: "Don't be polite to me. Most crews are vying for a talent like you. I'm not helping you, I'm helping them."

Xie Ning tidied up the drawing and said with a smile, "Then I will trouble the teacher."

While talking, the phone rang.

The music sounded unfamiliar, Xie Ning was stunned for a moment, only to realize that it was Yang Rui's phone that rang.

"Mr. Yang?"

Yang Rui smiled at Xie Ning, walked to the window and picked up the phone: "Yes, it's me."

On the other end of the phone, Zhuang Yan tugged at his collar, and introduced himself: "I'm Zhuang Yan, and I made an appointment with you to meet today."

"Oh, yes." Yang Rui seemed to have just remembered this.

Zhuang Yan asked: "Are you at home now? I just encountered some delays here, and I will come over later."

Yang Rui replied: "Here, just come here."

"Do you still like to drink red wine?" Zhuang Yan glanced at Zhao Yang, "I brought two bottles of red wine from my friend, made in France."

Yang Rui liked red wine when he was young, and he studied both drinking and collecting, but he quit this hobby when he was old: "Farewell, at my age, if I drink again, my wife will talk about it for a week. Red wine should be kept." Let you young people enjoy."

Zhuang Yan smiled: "Then I won't be polite to you."

These bottles of red wine were of excellent quality, Zhuang Yan thought, why not bring them to Mr. Rabbit to taste.

He imagined how Xie Ning blushed after drinking, and he was in a good mood for a while.

"By the way, since you're here, I'll ask you to run some errands along the way." Zhuang Yan was about to hang up the phone when Yang Rui said, "There's a pastry shop on the street in front of my neighborhood, help me buy some from theirs. Snowflake Crisp."

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "You are still in love with desserts."

Yang Rui explained: "My wife loves to eat."

Anyway, it happened to be on the way, Zhuang Yan didn't refuse, exchanged some pleasantries with Yang Rui, put on his coat and prepared to go out.

Zhao Yang stopped him: "Mr. Yang doesn't want this red wine, why don't you give it to me, you know I've been craving the taste of these two bottles of red wine for a long time."

Zhuang Yan smoothed out the wrinkles on the hem of his clothes and said, "No, it would be a waste to give you such a good red wine."

Zhao Yang: "...I won't be happy if you don't hurt me for a day, right?"

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "So you know it too."

Zhao Yang feigned anger: "Our friendship for so many years!!!"

Zhuang Yan: "We...have that thing?"

"..." Zhao Yang was anxious, "Who am I busy these days for? You just crossed the river and demolished the bridge for me as soon as you found the photographer for me!"

Zhuang Yan ignored his pretentiousness, and said indifferently: "I want to give it away."

"Mr. Yang doesn't drink alcohol?" Zhao Yang said, "I've already told you that he is taking care of his health recently. He doesn't smoke or drink, and he won't take it if you give it to him."

Zhuang Yan raised his eyelids: "It's not Mr. Yang."

Zhao Yang was surprised: "Who?" He knew how much Zhuang Yan treasured these two bottles of red wine, and was curious for a moment, "Who can make you so generous, Qi Rui?"

After speaking, he denied it himself: "No, I remember that you seem to have knocked this red wine from Qi Rui."

Zhuang Yan walked to the door and smiled in a good mood: "Give it to those who don't waste fine wine."

Zhao Yang became even more curious: "Why do I feel that something is wrong with you recently? You sneak out faster than anyone else at night, saying that you have an appointment, but no one really asks you out. It's okay to give red wine now. Hidden and hidden..."

"Wait!" Zhao Yang felt more and more strange as he said, "There must be something wrong with you."

Zhuang Yan looked at him leisurely: "What's the situation?"

Zhao Yang winked at him: "Be honest, do you know something..."

"I didn't tell you, I met a very interesting person."

Zhao Yang frowned and thought for a while: "What Mr. Rabbit? You are too mysterious, what's his name? What does he look like? When will he be brought out for us to meet?"

Zhuang Yan: "Why do you ask so many questions?"

"Look." Zhao Yang spread his hands, "He started to be vague again."

Zhuang Yan couldn't bother him, and finally said: "Wait a little longer, I'm afraid to scare him."

Zhao Yang was even more shocked: "You actually think of others?"

Zhuang Yan smiled and went out.

It was still too early, and he was reluctant to push Mr. Rabbit in front of others, for fear that Mr. Rabbit would be frightened and someone would covet him.

When he gets a little more familiar with Mr. Rabbit and gets closer, I will bring him over and introduce him to everyone.

……

While listening to Yang Rui, Xie Ning looked down at the drawing in his hand. Teacher Yang Rui's many suggestions made him suddenly enlightened. Now he looks at his own drawing, but no matter how he looks at it, he feels dissatisfied, and there are many things that need to be revised.

Teacher Yang Rui was probably talking to the students. Xie Ning couldn't hear the voice on the other end of the phone, but only listening to Yang Rui's words, he could guess that someone would come to the door later.

Yang Rui hung up the phone, went back to the table, and smiled at Xie Ning: "The pastry shop at the gate of my neighborhood is a time-honored shop, and the taste is different from the outside. You can buy some and go back and taste it when you leave."

There are guests coming, it's not suitable for him to stay any longer.

Xie Ning straightened up and said, "Since someone wants to visit, I'll take my leave first."

Yang Rui originally wanted to ask Xie Ning to have dinner with him, but after thinking about it, Zhuang Yan should have come to talk about business, and it would be awkward for Xie Ning to stay.

He felt a little regretful, so he dragged Xie Ning to chat for a while, seeing that Zhuang Yan was about to arrive, he reluctantly sent Xie Ning to the door.

Xie Ning was not in a hurry to find Wu Shu, he looked around the street at the gate of the community a few times, and he saw the pastry shop that Yang Rui mentioned.

He likes hot and sour food, he doesn't like sweets, and basically doesn't eat pastries, but the old people seem to like this, so he wants to buy some for Wu Shu to bring to Mr. Xie.

The decoration of the time-honored pastry shop is also very simple, Xie Ning didn't pay attention when he entered the door, and tripped over the raised threshold on the ground.

With a sway, he staggered and took two steps, and was supported by a pair of hands.

He fell into a generous embrace, and the low, tough smell of licorice perfume enveloped him.

A chuckle came from overhead.

"I'm so eager to throw myself into my arms."

The author has something to say: Congratulations to Ning Ning for missing the opportunity to pick up Mr. Blue Whale's vest X1