Chapter 11: Hug

Chapter Eleven
Qianfan was very irritable after these two days.
As a fan painter with hundreds of thousands of fans, she is very confident of her level.
Fans have heard too much praise, and they forget about it.
Being rejected by Extraordinary Game was like a slap on her face, which made her very embarrassed.
She has a lot of fans and a lot of black people. When fans and Extraordinary Games are pinching up, the anonymous forum also has a black building that mocks her not enough to be rejected. She laughs that she is actually no better than a small transparent who has not many fans.
This makes her more irritable.
So when she saw someone posting a long Weibo portrayed by Xie Ning, 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 dingyly, even if she was ridiculed, the fans still supported her.
Then the third slap was thrown off.
Xie Ning is actually the original designer of Pai Yao.
Qianfan couldn't understand how hot the role of Pai Yao is.
Most of her Weibo fans are attracted by Pai Yao's fan pictures.
But the fan can never surpass the original.
Painting doujin and painting original are two different concepts. No doujin painter dared to say that he painted better than the original.
Fans like her fan art of Pai Yao, based on their love for Pai Yao, and the original is the creator of Pai Yao and the foundation of their love.
Qianfan laughed bitterly for a long time, and finally sighed and issued an apology statement: "I am very sorry for misunderstanding what Mr. Xn described in the picture..."
Xie Ning himself did not see her statement of apology, and he even paid no attention to what happened online these days.
"Xie Ning, you are now a Weibo big v with tens of thousands of fans." Xie Ning was in the car when Yan Xi called to claim credit.
He glanced at the scenery passing by the car window and asked, "Did you buy me powder?"
Yan Xi choked: "I didn't buy it, they are all real fans!"
Xie Ning raised her brows and wondered: "Is it so easy to get fans now?"
"Big guy." Yan Xi said, "now is the age of the Internet, with tens of thousands of followers, not hundreds of thousands, and at your level, it would be late to reach hundreds of thousands."
"Oh." Xie Ning doesn't know much about things on the Internet, and he has no idea what Yan Xi said. "That's it."
Yan Xi urged him: "Weibo is also to be operated, so don't be quiet for a few months because there is grass growing on it."
Xie Ning said: "I have nothing to post."
Yan Xi taught him: "Post any pictures, and interact with the fan comments when you have nothing to do."
Xie Ning frowned: "Trouble."
After a pause, he said, "Wasting time."
Yan Xi: "..."
"All right." Yan Xi didn't force him, rubbed his forehead, "The big man is qualified to be willful, the big deal is to give you a cold personality."
Xie Ning didn't understand it well, and didn't care very much, so she tossed with Yan Xi.
He clicked on Weibo while listening to Yan Xi's talk.
In the past few days, he has received bombardment and comments, and his selfishness is also full of various news, and he has also called for papers.
Xie Ning does not plan to accept any more in the short term. There is a difference between the original game painting and the original film and television painting. He plans to learn more first.
Thinking this way, he edited a new Weibo:
xn_zxcvbnmv: Don't read private messages, don't accept drafts, temporarily studying.
Did I grab the front row? ! Teacher xn look at me! I love the brave you designed!
Big guys all need to study, what should we do with handicapped people?
Confess to teacher xn! The teacher's work is great!
...
"Master, is this here?" the driver Wu Shu asked as soon as he stepped on the brake.
Xie Ning glanced out of the window. Several people-high stones stood at the entrance of the community. At a glance, he could see the four Chinese characters "Purple East Garden" written in ink.
Xie Ning nodded: "It's here."
Yan Xi vaguely heard the movement on the phone: "Are you outside?"
"Yeah." Xie Ning explained, "I made an appointment with Teacher Yang Rui to visit today."
Yan Xi knew: "That's fine, I won't bother you." After speaking, he hung up the phone.
Xie Ning said to the driver: "I may stay here for an afternoon, you can go back to the compound first."
The compound is where the old man Xie takes care of the elderly. Xie Ning does not have a separate driver. He usually does not go out, so he borrows Mr. Xie's driver if necessary.
Wu Shu smiled and said, "It's okay. I'll find a place to wait. Mr. Xie won't go 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 wore a light blue scarf today because she wore a very student temperament, the clothes were simple and generous, and she was not warm enough.
This dress fits Zhuang Yan's description, like a college student who just graduated.
Teacher Yang Rui is now relegated to the second line and only teaches a few students, raising flowers for the elderly at home.
His knowledge in film and television original painting is very comparable to that of others. He is well-connected and famous, and many students come to ask for advice.
Xie Ning felt a little nervous when he knocked on the door.
Yang Rui is kind and amiable. Because he no longer follows the crew, he is very moisturized. He feels a little blessed, and he speaks with a smile: "Xie Ning, yes, I have seen your paintings. He has a very solid foundation. I can paint at this age. Very rare."
Xie Ning handed the drafts he had brought to Teacher Yang Rui:
They were all painted recently. I just got into film and television design, and I don’t understand anything. I’m going to bother the teacher.

Yang Rui was very enthusiastic about him. Seeing that he brought the drawings, he didn't talk nonsense. He took people to the study and spread the manuscripts one by one.
Xie Ning's original painting design level is needless to say, Yang Rui has so many students, few can compare with Xie Ning, what he lacks is only experience and understanding.
"The original film and television original painting is different from the original game painting. It is based on'landing'." Yang Rui pointed out, "Your scene map is very good in design and composition, but it is difficult in film and television. Realization, because this building is too unique and it is difficult to find the real object. It is costly to build a prop set, so there is a high probability that it will not be realized and can only be used as a reference."
Xie Ning thoughtfully.
Yang Rui pointed to his next picture and said with a smile: "And this one..."
Yang Rui has not seen Xie Ning such an excellent, thoughtful, and high-level original painter for many years. He immediately developed a love of talent and taught without selfishness.
Xie Ning can get through at one point, even though he only talked with Yang Rui for a few hours, he benefited a lot.
"Actually, what you have to do now is not painting. You can only close yourself behind closed doors in a room. What you have to do is to practice with the team and design the original film and television. It is necessary to run with the crew. Everything you draw is For the final filming service."
Xie Ning smiled: "I also want to try to take a project, but I haven't found a chance."
Yang Rui chatted with him happily, and said, "I will pay attention to what crews are suitable for you recently. Large crews are afraid it will be difficult to enter. They have fixed art crews, and too small crews are not suitable for you to play."
Xie Ning doesn't care: "I am just a rookie now."
Yang Rui shook his head: "In film and television, some small crews are too messy. Maybe the entire art crew is one person. You used to waste time and didn't learn anything, but delayed yourself."
In fact, the original game paintings are the same. Large companies have their own art teams, and small companies take over outsourcing. Many of them designate a game for people to move over. To put it nicely, it is called borrowing and learning. The essence is plagiarism.
Although Xie Ning has never accepted such a project, he has seen a lot of this situation.
Yang Rui: "Don't be polite to me, most of the crew are vying for talents like you. I am not helping you, but helping them."
Xie Ning sorted out the sketches and said with a smile: "Then trouble the teacher."
While talking, the phone rang.
The music was unfamiliar, and Xie Ning was stunned, only to realize that Yang Rui's phone was ringing.
"Mr. Yang?"
Yang Rui smiled at Xie Ning and walked to the window to answer the phone: "Yes, it's me."
On the other end of the phone, Zhuang Yan pulled his neckline and introduced himself: "I am Zhuang Yan. I had an appointment with you today."
"Oh, yes." Yang Rui seemed to remember this.
Zhuang Yan asked: "Are you at home now? I just encountered some delay on my side, and I will come here later."
Yang Rui replied: "Yes, just come over."
"Do you still like to drink red wine?" Zhuang Yan glanced at Zhao Yang, "I knocked two bottles of red wine from my friend, made in France."
Yang Rui liked red wine when he was young. He was very researched in both drinking and collecting. When he was old, he gave up this hobby: "Farewell, I am at an age. If I drink wine, I will be chanted by my wife for a week. Red wine is still left. Let you young people enjoy it."
Zhuang Yan smiled: "Then I won't be polite to you."
These bottles of red wine are of very good quality, Zhuang Yan thought, or maybe they would give Mr. Rabbit a taste.
He made up for Xie Ning's blushing face after drinking, and he was in a good mood for a while.
"By the way, since you are here, I will ask you to help me run an errand." Zhuang Yan was about to hang up and heard Yang Rui say, "On the street in front of my community, there is a pastry shop. You can help me buy some of their homes. Snow flakes."
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 did not refuse, and exchanged another greeting with Yang Rui, putting on his coat and preparing to go out.
Zhao Yang stopped him: "Mr. Yang doesn't want this red wine. You might as well give it to me. You know I have been greedy for the taste of these two bottles of red wine for a long time."
Zhuang Yan smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes and said, "No, such a good red wine is not a waste of it for you."
Zhao Yang: "...I'm not happy if you don't hurt me for a day, right?"
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "So you know that too."
Zhao Yang feigned anger: "Our friendship for so many years!!!"
Zhuang Yan: "We... have that stuff?"
"..." Zhao Yang was anxious, "I am busy these days for whom! As soon as I found the photographer for you, you can cross the river and break the bridge for me, right!"
Zhuang Yan ignored his pretense and said flatly: "I want to give someone away."
"Mr. Yang doesn't drink alcohol?" Zhao Yang said, "I told you all. He has been taking care of his health recently. He doesn't drink alcohol or tobacco at all, and he won't accept it if you give it away."
Zhuang Yan raised his eyelids: "It's not Mr. Yang."
Zhao Yang was surprised: "Who?" He knew how precious these two bottles of red wine Zhuang Yan was. He was curious for a while, "Who can make you so generous, Qi Rui?"
After he finished speaking, he denied it again: "No, I remember this red wine you seem to be knocked from Qi Rui."
Zhuang Yan walked to the door and smiled in a good mood: "For those who don't spoil the wine."
Zhao Yang is even more curious: "Why do I think something is wrong with you lately. At night, I slid faster than anyone else, saying that I had an appointment, but I didn't see anyone who actually asked you out. I will also hide the red wine at this time. Hidden and tucked..."
"Wait!" Zhao Yang felt strange as he said, "You must be in a situation."
Zhuang Yan looked at him in his spare time: "What's the situation?"
Zhao Yang winked at him: "Frankly explain, did you know something..."
"I told you that I met a very interesting person."
Zhao Yang frowned and thought for a while: "What kind of Mr. Rabbit? You are too mysterious, what's his name? What does he look like? When will he bring it out for us to meet?"
Zhuang Yan: "Why are you asking so much?"
"Look." Zhao Yang spread his hands, "begin to vague again."
Zhuang Yan couldn't bother him, and finally only said, "Wait, I'm afraid to scare him."
Zhao Yang was even more shocked: "Are you actually thinking about others?"
Zhuang Yan smiled and went out.
It is too early, he is not willing to push Mr. Rabbit in front of others, for fear that Mr. Rabbit will be frightened, and he is afraid that someone will covet him.
When he and Mr. Rabbit get acquainted and become more intimate, I will bring him over and introduce him to everyone.
...
While listening to Yang Rui's speech, Xie Ning looked down at the drawing in his hand. Many of Yang Rui's suggestions made him suddenly enlightened. Now he looks at his manuscript and feels dissatisfied no matter how he looks at it. There are many areas that need to be revised.
Teacher Yang Rui was talking to the students. Xie Ning could not hear the voice on the other end of the phone, but only by listening to Yang Rui, he could guess that someone would come to the door.
Yang Rui hung up the phone, returned to the table, and smiled at Xie Ning: "The pastry shop at the gate of my community is an old one. The taste is different from outside. You can buy some and try it when you leave."
If there are guests coming, it would be inappropriate for him to keep it.
Xie Ning straightened up and said, "Since someone is going to visit, I will leave first."
Yang Rui originally wanted to stay with Xie Ning for dinner, but after another thought, Zhuang Yan should have come to talk about business, but Xie Ning was embarrassed.
He was a little regretful, and took Xie Ning to chat for a while, seeing that Zhuang Yan was about to arrive, and he reluctantly sent Xie Ning to the door.
Xie Ning was not in a hurry to find Wu Shu. After looking a few times on the street at the gate of the community, he saw the pastry shop that Yang Rui was talking about.
He likes hot and sour, doesn't like sweets, and basically doesn't eat pastries. It's just that the elderly seem to like this and want to buy something for Mr. Xie, Wu Shu.
The decoration of the old-fashioned pastry shop is also very simple. Xie Ning didn't pay attention when entering the door, and was tripped by the raised threshold on the ground.
He shook his body and staggered for two steps, supported by a pair of hands.
He fell into a generous embrace, and the deep, tough scent of sweet moss enveloped him.
There was a chuckle from above.
"So in a hurry to give in." Fupin Chinese