stjorthotic Chapter 834 Hello, Mr. Han
Chapter 834 Hello, Mr. Han
Chapter 834 Hello, Mr. Han
After entering.
The reporter found Jiang Yang and took a few photos. Then he stayed in a corner to think about his script. But maybe it was because of the game, but he didn't know why he couldn't keep a straight face.
This won't work.
The reporter was scratching his head anxiously.
Just then, the reporter saw a painter carrying painting supplies hurriedly passing by him under the guidance of staff.
The painter panted: "I rushed here as soon as I received your call."
The staff member reminded him, "I also heard from my colleagues at noon that the museum had no plans to set up a copying area recently, but it was opened for him. There are not many places available, and I fought hard to get one for you. When you go over there later, don't talk or disturb me, otherwise I will have a hard time explaining it to you—"
"understood."
The painter pushed his round glasses and said gratefully, "I'll treat you to dinner tonight."
The staff responded and sent the painter to the copying area.
The painter finally saw the person his friend had mentioned that he should not disturb, and he immediately felt a sense of oppression. It wasn't Jiang Yang who felt that way, but the bodyguard standing not far behind Jiang Yang. He looked like someone who was not easy to mess with, especially when the bodyguard glanced at him when he entered the copying area.
Sure enough, he is either rich or noble.
Jiang Yang was wearing headphones, listening to music while painting. When he noticed some movement nearby out of the corner of his eye, he took a look and saw that it was a new painter. He smiled happily at the painter. Because Jiang Yang was alone in the copying area, some people who came to see the exhibition passed by and looked at him as if he were a monkey, which made Jiang Yang very embarrassed.
it's good now.
Monkey Mountain has a new companion, and he is no longer the only one feeling embarrassed.
The painter smiled back, not knowing whether it was because he was reserved or insincere, he felt that his smile was ugly and turned around to glance at the person he was trying to please.
As for why I am not sincere——
He had wanted to copy this painting for a long time, but had no chance.
In the morning, his very good female friend, who was the staff member who brought him here, called to tell him that the painting in the art museum could be copied again, and she helped him apply for a spot. He was very happy from the bottom of his heart.
just now.
When he learned that a copying area was opened just because this person wanted to paint, how could he not be jealous.
D.
He had already prepared the rubbings and other things, and wanted to copy them, but he failed.
But this person can draw when he comes——
Why!
So unfair.
especially--
After seeing that Jiang Yang did not make a rubbing.
After all, he was copying the master's original work, so there must not be any difference. Otherwise, how could he learn the essence of every stroke of the master? So before he started to paint, he had already made a copy of the outline and some details of the model, and Jiang Yang actually started to model directly!
This is a direct start -
If he is a master, then there is nothing to say.
But Jiang Yang is obviously a beginner. He lacks control over composition and details and has not drawn many details, let alone the essence of a master's work.
A waste of natural resources.
The painter felt that Jiang Yang had wasted this opportunity to copy the original work, so he should go home and practice more before copying. The only benefit was that it would be cheaper for him...
Think about it this way.
This is a good person.
The painter felt that Jiang Yang looked handsome again.
even--
He wanted to give Jiang Yang some advice, because Jiang Yang made many mistakes. But when he thought of his friend, the staff member who brought him here, who repeatedly told him not to disturb him, the painter could only swallow his anger.
but--
When Wei Taiping went to the toilet, the painter took a step forward and couldn't help but said: "--Your painting is wrong--"
As soon as he said it, the painter regretted it.
You have such a big mouth.
He almost wanted to slap himself.
Fortunately.
Jiang Yang, who was drawing, was stunned for a moment, then looked at the original work again, "Yeah."
Painter accident.
It's not like my friend said that we can't disturb each other. It's still very easy to talk to him.
then--
He added hurriedly: "--This painting combines the colors and composition of Impressionism and Pointillism. Look at his dot-like brushstrokes--He is not so rational, stretching the small dots into short lines--but you--"
Longer.
"That's it!"
Jiang Yang benefited a lot.
The curator said it yesterday, but the curator just said it, and he just listened to it. Moreover, the curator and the painter have different perspectives, so it is not that in-depth.
painter:……
Who are this child's parents? !
I haven't even learned to walk yet, but I came here to copy the original work and learn to run.
This is too much of a hasty move.
however--
Jiang Yang: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to change it."
He started painting again.
painter:……
No.
It's such a waste of your opportunity to copy the master's original work if you just copy it like this.
He felt sorry for it until the museum closed.
What they are copying are oil paintings, original works by masters. It is impossible to finish them in one day, and a week is the least. Some people can even copy for a month. These semi-finished products will be placed in a room specially prepared for them in the art museum so that they can continue next time.
Jiang Yang put it away and left.
The painter was a little late and had to wait for his friend who helped him apply for the copying qualification. When they went downstairs and came to the lobby, they saw Jiang Yang sitting on the artistic sofa in the lounge area, looking down at his mobile phone and rubbing the glass with his hands.
The painter is leaving.
His friend stopped him and said, "Hey, wait a minute."
The painter is strange.
"Li Yu."
My friend pointed to the end of the hall.
Over there——
Li Yu was still wearing the long windbreaker and carrying a bag. She walked over and chatted with the curator and Rose, the curator who took Jiang Yang to the exhibition yesterday.
Friend: “Enjoy it.”
The painter stopped without being reminded by his friends.
What's more -
Li Yu.
It was his first time seeing her in person and his fingers couldn't help but twitch. He had the urge to pick up a paintbrush and paint. Not only because of her beauty, but also because there was a sense of story behind her delicate facial features. He wondered if it was because he had heard the song too many times.
What's more -
The painting he had been thinking about copying for a long time was bought by Li Yu at an auction in Europe and the United States. If she hadn't loaned it out for exhibition, he would have never had the chance to copy it.
This deserves a respectful attention.
"——This is a non-profit art museum, except it's online, and it's a comic. I believe Sister Rose can do this job——"
Curator: "You've only been here twice and you've already stolen my best student away."
Li Yu: "This is also an opportunity for Sister Rose..."
They passed by the painter and his group and stopped in front of them.
"Then it's settled—"
Li Yu extended his hand to Sister Rose, "It's a pleasure to work with you."
Sister Rose shook hands: "It's a pleasure working with you."
After nodding, Li Yu walked over to Jiang Yang, who was concentrating on rubbing the glass with his head down, under the painter's astonished gaze, and touched his head.
painter:!!!
He looked at his friend in surprise, but his friend was not surprised.
The painter understood.
He knew why Jiang Yang was too lazy to change it.
If this painting belonged to him, he wouldn't bother to change it.
Jiang Yang didn't even raise his head, and leaned towards Li Yu unconsciously, sticking close to Li Qingning's body.
"immediately!"
He said that smelling the fragrance was like being assisted by God, and rubbing the glass with his hands was as vigorous as a rainbow.
After a while.
Jiang Yang curiously threw his phone into his pocket and stood up, "Lost."
Wei Taiping, who was not far away, said: …
Jiang Yang took the bag from Li Qingning's hand and threw it over. Li Qingning took Jiang Yang's arm, waved to the curator and others, and left.
Got in the car.
Drive home.
Jiang Yang was rubbing against Li Qingning like a cat seeing catnip when Han Xiaoxiao called.
Jiang Yang: "Hello, President Han!"
Mr. Han hasn’t been seen for a long time.
This is not because President Han has a guilty conscience and is no longer a whip to spur others, but because Zhou Hao, the street lamp pendant, sent Han Xiaoxiao to the upright crew.
just now.
Mr. Han is the big producer of "Lost in Thailand".
Gengzhi asked her for money every day. Han Xiaoxiao was too busy dealing with him to take care of Jiang Yang and Zhou Hao.
The reason why she made the call despite her busy schedule was because the company account operated by Han Xiaoxiao received a business call.
of course.
Han Xiaoxiao is not bragging.
With this account that can take advantage of the popularity of the big devil, it is not a problem if business comes to her, but it is a problem if business does not come to her. She still has more than a dozen unread messages in her private messages that want business cooperation, but she is too busy now, and she can't get any toothbrushes, pillows, or facial cleansers. It is not worth it for her to urge Jiang Yang and Zhou Hao to take action.
but now.
A car business came to our door.
Car companies!
Just rich and powerful.
Han Xiaoxiao had no choice but to call Jiang Yang. "——It just so happens that you guys are working on that stop-motion animation. When we shoot the commercial, we can really ask them for advice——Hello, your cell phone number ends with 9523, right? OK, please fasten your seat belt——Their team can provide us with professional knowledge in both cars and racing."
"No, hey——"
Jiang Yang doesn't care about professional knowledge.
He cares: "What's the last digit of the phone number? What are you doing?"
Han Xiaoxiao: "I came to the city center to do some shopping, and I got a ride by the way - you think that honesty is easy to deal with, but this guy is just going for overspending. If I don't make up for it, I will have to go back on my feet - I won't say anymore, I'll give my contact information to Mr. Zhou, you guys pay attention, my uncles -"
"Go, go, go."
Life is not easy, Mr. Han drives Didi.
What else Jiang Yang could do was to agree.
As for what to shoot——
We’ll talk about it when the time comes, what if I manage to fool him into becoming an investor?