Era: Starting from Modu Translation Studio

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back. After all, he usually took advantage of the other party.

Chang Zhaodi thought that she might as well forget it. She would suffer a little loss this time, and she could settle the accounts with him later when Jiang Shan calmed down.

Okay, half is half. The two of them scraped together a large amount of money, and they felt very regretful after handing it into the window.

Pork is only 80 cents a pound now. How much meat can you buy for 5 yuan 6?

The table was filled with bowls and dishes, all of which were delicacies that Yu Wenwen and Chang Zhaodi would never bear to eat.

But this moment was not a good taste in their mouths.

Chang Zhaodi couldn't figure it out: What kind of evil do you think this country is? It was so good to you before, but today...

She didn't continue, and curiously followed Yu Wenwen's gaze outside: What are you looking at?

Look at the small bungalows around here. This kind of old and shabby place is reserved for unlearned and unskilled ordinary citizens. Just now Jiang Shan said he would live here.

After Yu Wenwen finished speaking, he elegantly scooped up a wonton and put it into his mouth.

Oh~

Chang Zhaodi, who expressed her agreement, rolled her eyes at Yu Wenwen, thinking that her house was also in such an old and dilapidated condition!

They are ordinary citizens with no culture, Yu Wenwen said with a scornful smile, They can only use some dirty tricks! I thought others couldn't tell!

Yu Wenwen has always felt that she is a far-sighted girl.

She had made a life plan early on, and she was determined to marry into a military compound.

Again, you should live in a unit building with a balcony.

She had long heard that Ye Zhuqing's father was on government pay before he went to the countryside, and he should have been transferred back recently!

Chang Zhaodi didn't say anything anymore, she just chewed the big meat bun in her mouth, and she couldn't help but slurp a few times when she was deeply in love.

Yu Wenwen looked disgusted, but he speeded up.

After all, I haven't married into the military compound yet, so I still have to cherish the flesh while I have it.

…

At eight o'clock the next morning, Jiang Shan successfully entered the art editorial department of Pujiang Literature and Art Publishing House through the letter of introduction written by Li Ruocheng.

Sitting with him at the same time were four young people.

Looking at the blank 64K manuscript paper in front of him, Jiang Shan became inexplicably excited. He knew that this was the manuscript paper used to draw the villain's book.

I wonder if I will ever have the opportunity to draw a little book with my own hands in this life.

However, in the eyes of Pan Hua, the editor-in-chief of pictures and articles, this scene is a different scene. It must be strange if it is rare.

Editor Pan lowered his head and looked at the education level column on the Jiangshan registration form: junior high school.

He couldn't help but frown even more.

When he read the letter of introduction earlier, he felt strange. Logically speaking, a strict old comrade like Li Translator would not seem to be in charge of this matter, until he saw the word neighbor.

So it seems that Translator Li must be annoyed by his neighbor, otherwise he would never recommend someone of this caliber to join the publishing house.

I know that most of you comrades are from the art department,

When the editor-in-chief Pan Hua said this, his eyes were impartial: Have you ever come into contact with comic books before? Have you ever heard of little people's books?

The book has a very good format and combines pictures and text, making it suitable for people of all educational levels.

From mythological stories to historical masterpieces, the range is wide and diverse.

Education through fun...

Editor-in-chief Pan Hua glanced at Jiangshan and saw him nodding.

Jiang Shan thinks everyone is right, these are indeed the advantages of the little book.

But today we are applying for a job as a painter. If a painter doesn’t talk about painting, what should we talk about?

Comrade, Chief Editor Pan looked at Jiang Shan and asked, I see you are nodding your head. Why don't you let us hear your opinion?

I?

Jiang Shan didn't answer immediately and thought about it seriously. As an art designer, why did he become obsessed with little books in his previous life?

Little man's book, great craftsman!

As soon as he finished speaking, another editor in the editorial department immediately raised his head in surprise.

Qin Tian, ​​the leader of the sketching team of the art editorial department, had been looking down at the manuscript before.

He didn't care about these inexperienced young people at all, until he heard Jiang Shan's words.

Editor Pan was also a little surprised: Little people write books, great craftsmen? How do you say this?

Jiang Shan thinks this is indeed the case: Each page is a paragraph of text. The painter not only has to consider the composition, but also refer to the plot. He integrates a paragraph of text onto a palm-sized drawing paper and then connects it into a book. This level is not that of ordinary painters. It’s manageable!”

What this comrade said was really... insider talk!

The two editors had the same idea, especially Team Leader Qin of the sketching team. It was the first time she knew that her job was so extraordinary!

Finally someone reliable!

Entertainment books and periodicals disappeared for ten years. After the Ministry of Culture issued an order, Pujiang Literature and Art Publishing House immediately decided to expand the distribution of short-form novels.

I was just about to start a big project, but I found that the old painters in the past were either too busy or were preempted by other publishing houses.

The editor-in-chief got angry and dismissed all the people in the team. As a result, none of the art students he found could get started directly, and they all had to be taught step by step from scratch.

This person today is really good at what he said, but I don’t know how he is a painter?

Team Leader Qin was thinking about it when he suddenly saw the editor-in-chief Pan Hua give him a wink, which seemed to mean... was she too excited too early?

Editor Pan was indeed shocked by Jiang Shan's words, but considering that he was introduced by translator Li, he must have consulted Mr. Li for some industry knowledge before coming.

What everyone said is good,

The chubby Editor Pan looks easy-going, but when he speaks, he is quite serious:

Since you are a painter, you still have to show your skills and see the manuscript paper in front of you. The theme of today's assessment is Dream of Red Mansions.

Team leader Qin then reminded: You can choose the content of Dream of Red Mansions by yourself, just hand in one copy, and you can use the rest of the manuscript as you like.

After knowing the test questions, everyone opened their toolboxes and began to conceive.

Looking at Jiangshan again, he took out the pen in his shirt pocket and started drawing directly.

well,

Team leader Qin sighed after seeing it. It was not impossible to draw with a pen, but...: How could he draw it directly, and what about the composition? What about the layout? This is a little book with a plot!

It seems that I really told the editor-in-chief that I was right. I was indeed excited too early.

Editor Pan thought so too.

About 20 minutes later, the two editors stood up and were ready to take a look at your first drafts!

The five comrades who participated in the assessment were sitting at five desks in the editorial department, and all of them, including Jiang Shan, were absorbed in the painting.

This is Daiyu's burial flower, it's a nice painting!

Change the table,

Oh, it's another Daiyu burial flower, very well painted!

Change another table,

What is he painting? Facing Chen Hao from the Fine Arts Department of Pujiang Jiaotong University, Editor Pan was most optimistic about him.

But this time, he turned to Team Leader Qin and asked, Which one do you think this is?

Team Leader Qin shook his head and asked directly: Classmate, what are you drawing...?

Chen Hao smiled and adjusted his glasses: Don't you see it, teachers? This is Daiyu's First Appearance I drew.

Daiyu's first appearance?