Billionaire's Dearest Baby

After school, he MI and Ling Zhi go into their studio.

The school's audit system is not particularly strict, however, different grades give different treatment.

As a monitor, he Lingzhi was required by the hospital that each class must have at least three associations. Therefore, she was able to apply.

However, because the scale of the association is really a little hard to say, so the studio applied for is also a little hard to say.

"My God, here Are you sure it's not a utility room? " As soon as Su Xiaomi came in, she was almost shocked.

The studio is in the most remote corner of the top floor, next to a wall is the stairway.

In fact, the whole studio area is not small, but there are a lot of abandoned equipment, some drawing boards, old computers and so on.

There are only two computers in the studio. They are old desktop computers.

As for the sketchpad, if they had not brought it by themselves, the assigned version would have been too old to use at all.

In fact, we can't blame Su Xiaomi for being so surprised, because the studio of other people's house is very beautiful just now.

And they It's still that. It's hard to say.

There are also two boys in the studio. They are all classmates in their class.

One of them said hello to he lingzhi and nodded to Gu An'an and Su Xiaomi.

As for the other, he sat by the window as if he were drawing something, ignoring them at all.

"They are all members of our club, Liu Shang and Qin Zhizhou."

He Lingzhi is also a little embarrassed. If you look at the whole club building, probably, their club office is the most Well, it's crude.

"That is to say, the club, with me and Ranran, is only five people?"

"No, four." He Lingzhi laughed a little uneasy, "well, because I am the monitor, that Well, I have to start a club, but I can't draw. "

Su Xiaomi suddenly became very disheartened, that is to say, their association, in fact, only four people.

"Well, I I'm not very good at... " Liu Shang raised his hand with a smile on his face The level is limited. "

After a pause, he said, "but I like painting very much. Really, my ideal is very high. I will be an excellent painter in the future."

Gu An'an did not speak, and his heart was a little heavy.

Su Xiaomi smiles at him, which is encouragement.

But now it's not about encouragement, it's about

"That is to say, our community has not yet made a successful cartoon?"

Next month, however, the animation exhibition will be held. Without my own cartoon works, I can't compete at all.

He Lingzhi pushed his glasses again, helpless: "I actually I didn't expect to compete, but if I didn't, I would have to wait until the second half of the year. "

"As you know, I am the monitor, and I want to make our class's club get some achievements, so I signed up."

Gu An'an and Su Xiaomi look at each other.

It's fine to sign up, but if there is no work, it's a white paper.

However, he Lingzhi is right in saying that if he does not participate, he will have to wait for the second half of the year.

Half a year, too long.

"Can I invite students from other grades to join our club?"

At least, if Xiaomi can bring them a little bit of confidence, they will be able to draw.

However, I start to make a cartoon now, and I can do ten words at most in a month.

Ten words, for a long article, can only be regarded as the beginning.

No results, no fame, when you take part in the competition will be in the underdog, maybe even the preliminary match can not pass.

But the speed of painting is also like this, January 10, a word about 40 frames, the workload of the top full-time painter.

They are still students. Even if they work overtime, that's all they can do.

No matter how much, you can't draw at all.

"No, we're just a class club. We can't recruit students from other classes."

He Lingzhi shakes his head. The school still has great restrictions on their small associations.

After all, associations often participate in social activities, which has a great impact on the image of the school.

"We can't leave the campus for this kind of association. We have to upgrade first to receive work in the name of Ningda."

Gu an an an understood that the school is to ensure that their image will not be affected.

In the name of Ningda Association, you can go outside to receive work, but you have to upgrade to a regular Association, and your ability must be recognized by the school first.

"Well, can you help me quietly?" Su Xiaomi points her finger.

"Quietly, of course, but who would like to paint without leaving a name?"

He Lingzhi shrugged, helpless: "you can't bully people like this, can you?"

Su Xiaomi bit his finger and looked at Gu An'an.I don't know when I started to face problems that couldn't be solved. I would put all my hopes on Gu An'an.

Gu an an said nothing and went to Liu Shang's computer.

Liu Shang is coloring. Although he knows that he is not experienced enough in colouring, he is the only one in the society to color. Gu An'an can see that he has a little confidence.

But Gu's words smashed all his confidence in an instant: "the effect of light and shadow is too weak, the sense of color level is not good, it looks too dim, there is no fresh breath."

Gu An is staring at the drawing on the computer, his expression is serious.

People who know her all know that Gu An'an at this time seems to be impersonal, but what she said is absolutely true.

Liu Shang was said to be guilty: "you Is it a master of coloring? "

"I'm not a master. I've learned a little bit."

Liu Shang was unconvinced: "the effect of my coloring is already..."

"If it's already the best you can do, then you probably don't have much potential in this business."

Gu An's words completely blocked what Liu Shang wanted to say.

Liu Shang moved his lips, but could not say a word.

Finally, he lowered his head and whispered, "then you You have to take out your own works first. If you criticize, everyone will say... "

Gu an ignored, this level to color, is completely unable to reach.

After a while, she asked, "where did you get this picture? Did you draw it yourself? "

It looks familiar. It seems that I have seen the original painting on the Internet.

Liu Shang was a little impatient: "looking for the pictures on the Internet casually, I just want to show the effect to the monitor."

He knows that he is inexperienced, but he really likes painting. Who said that he must be talented to join the club?

His contact with painting time is not long, even if the ability is still limited, but, can not guarantee that the future will not be very strong!

But Gu An's critical look is really uncomfortable.

"Monitor, I have something else to do. I'll go first." Liu Shang had to turn off the computer when he cleaned up his things.

Gu An'an pressed the mouse and looked at him: "this painting, in addition to the original one you found on the Internet, is everything else done by yourself?"

"Yes! Don't believe you go online to see the original painting, the whole network has no color matching! I didn't take other people's coloring as my own work! "

Liu Shang got angry and picked up his schoolbag and left.

The door slammed shut by him. The crumbling doorframe is really worrying.

This studio is really it ' s a long story.