"Little brother, your name is Chen Xiao?"
"Yes."
"Can you draw?"
"A little bit."
What Cao Yong thought at this time was how to keep Chen Xiao and whether he could paint or not.
Of course, it would be better if I could draw.
A painter should not only paint well, but also have creative spirit and ability, otherwise he can only be called a painter.
Cao Yong is interested in Chen Xiao's creativity and imagination.
If Chen Xiao can stay, his workload will definitely be reduced by half.
"Well, come and work with me. Let's create this picture of the River during the Qingming Festival."
"No, no, I have something else to do. You can just draw here."
Are you kidding? It's OK to paint other pictures, but the "Picture of the River during the Qingming Festival" is OK.
This painting should be good.
At least, it will take a month or two to improve.
He is not a professional painter. How can he stay here to paint.
Chen Xiao quickly winked at Guo Le.
Guo Le also said at the right time: "Mr. Cao, he is just a book writer. It's OK to move his mouth. Even if he can draw, he is just scribbling. How can he work with you to create? Isn't this a mess for you?"
"What do you know?"
Cao Yong glared at him: "Our cooperation is complementary. I am responsible for painting, and he is responsible for thinking, but he doesn't need to write. It's just right."
"Eh, it seems that it's OK..."
Guo Le was convinced by the old man and thought it was good.
Moreover, it is also beneficial for Chen Xiao to get along with these people. This is absolutely beneficial, not harmful.
He turned his head directly and said, "Brother Chen, why don't you just follow..."
The black line on Chen Xiao's face.
"Cong your sister, why don't you follow her?"
"I don't have a sister. I have a sister. If you are interested, I can give you your contact information."
"... Do you want to set the world?"
"Yes, but if you are busy, you can do it in two months."
Cao Yong watched the two men quarrelling and thought it was very interesting.
Chen Xiao turned his head and said, "Teacher Cao, I'm really busy recently, but I can help you write an outline. What do you think?"
Outline
"Yes, I still have some ideas about this painting, and I would like to enrich the content of this painting, so I am willing to write an outline for your reference. In this way, my presence or absence will not have much impact."
Cao Yong thought for a moment: "It's inevitable that there will be some misunderstandings between them. It's better to face to face."
"I believe in Mr. Cao's level. From the painting Song City, you can see that you have a unique understanding of that era, which can be fully integrated into your own painting.
You should also believe in my writing ability, which will definitely restore a true Tomb Sweeping Festival to you. "
Chen Xiao seems to be full of confidence.
If it was the first time we met, Cao Yong would surely think that this young man was arrogant.
But after hearing Chen Xiao's story about a corner of Tokyo, he believed more than anyone that Chen Xiao could complete this painting.
"That's good."
He nodded and agreed: "Also, don't follow Guo Le's name as Teacher Cao. He is forced by his father. Since you are friends, please call me Brother Cao."
"Brother Cao."
"Oh, good, but your outline should be better written. I will put my treasure on you."
"No problem."
"Oh, yes, I see that you are very talented at painting. Do you have any interest in learning, and maybe you can become a painter?"
"Forget it, Brother Cao. I think one can do one thing well."
"That's what you said, but if you are interested, you can come to me directly. It's also good to cultivate your sentiment."
"Well, I'll thank Brother Cao first."
Chen Xiao's mobile phone rang. He looked at it. It was Professor Guo who called. It seemed that the meeting was over.
Not far from home, he saw Guo Nanshan.
There are also two people nearby.
"Chen Xiao, this is Chairman Liu of Huaxia Calligraphy Association... This is Director Feng of the Bureau of Radio, Film and Television."
"President Liu is good, Director Feng is good."
Chairman Liu looks about the same age as Professor Guo, but Director Feng is younger.
He said hello, but he always felt that Director Feng had seen him before and looked familiar.
"Chen Xiao, we met again. Do you remember me?"
As soon as Director Feng spoke, Chen Xiao remembered: "How can I? My first trophy was awarded to me by you. How can I forget it?"
That's right, this is the leader who gave him the award of "Employing Life" at the Animation Festival.
Although he was just a running companion at the beginning, he was especially encouraged by the leader when presenting the award.
But he didn't expect that the two people could still meet, and they were introduced.
"Why? Do you know each other?"
"Yes, I did. Professor Guo, my graduation animation won an award at the Animation Festival held in Hangzhou at the beginning, and Director Feng gave me the award at that time."
Guo Nanshan also knew that Chen Xiao had done animation before and had won prizes, but he did not know who had won the prizes.
As for Guo Le, he didn't know such a thing at all.
Isn't Chen Xiao a book writer?
How did it mix with animation again, and also won an animation award.
However, this is not the time when he speaks, and his father is still here, so no matter what questions he has, he can only hold them in his heart.
President Liu also said:
"No wonder Shao Feng wants to follow him. I know him."
"I really didn't know that before. I was just curious. You know that I don't have any hobbies in general. I like to practice calligraphy except playing ball, so I came out with a thick face."
Chen Xiao felt something was wrong.
Practice calligraphy?
Another is the president of the calligraphy association.
This is not to discuss calligraphy with him.
It seems that to verify his idea, Professor Guo said to Chen Xiao, "Xiao Chen, I think your thin gold body is very good, very artistic, so I recommended it to President Liu. President Liu also thought it was good, so he wanted to find you to write a copybook. This is a good thing. You must write well."
It's really about calligraphy, but it's not about calligraphy. It's about asking him to write a copybook.
This is really a good thing.
Although you can't earn much money by selling copybooks, you can increase your reputation, especially in the book world.
In addition, there are many benefits of invisibility when you visit the calligraphy association.
"What do you mean, Chen Xiao, you can still write calligraphy?"
Guo Le finally couldn't help asking in shock.
Guo Nanshan was angry when he looked at his disappointing son: "What are you shouting about? I will see later. Everyone is as ignorant as you. That's the end."
Guo Le shrank his head and dared not contradict.