The interview process was unexpectedly simple.

The interviewer, the studio owner, had a brief talk with Qin Guanglin. After reading the previous works, he asked him to try drawing them.

"You can simplify the details here. The comics don't need to be so detailed, so the efficiency will be faster."

The boss named Chen Rui pointed to the character outlined by Qin Guanglin and said this to him.

"Okay." Qin Guanglin nodded, it would be easier...

After leaving the office, he still felt a little illusory. Is the interview so casual?

"What do you mean?" Sun Wen came over and asked.

Qin Guanglin thought for a while, "If he said he could, he would be able to come to work in the next few days, and he was mainly responsible for hand-painting."

"how do you say?"

"I said I'll think about it and give him a reply in two days."

"Yes!" Sun Wen patted his shoulder, "You think about it carefully."

"Okay." Qin Guanglin looked at his watch, "You can go to work well, I'll go back first."

At this time, Sun Yat-sen was working hours and it was hard to chat with him too much.

Sun Wen sent Qin Guanglin to the door and returned to his desk to paint. The people next to him were curious and came over to gossip, "Brother Wen, how is your friend's interview?"

"It's true, wait for him to think about it now and come to work. It's not me that guy is much better than me."

"real?"

"Can there be any fake?"

Qin Guanglin took the elevator downstairs to the bus stop, thinking about whether it was reliable tomorrow. He thought it was OK. He could also draw some stories by himself when studying this thing. In the Internet era, as long as he did well, he could make a living.

When he passed by a small shop, Qin Guanglin paused for a moment. There were a lot of small objects on the small cart at the entrance of the shop. He walked over and took a look. He fell in love with a panda-style hair rope at a glance.

Why don't you like this...

"How much does this cost?" Qin Guanglin took out his wallet and asked.

"Ten yuan."

He took out ten dollars and handed them to the boss. Qin Guanglin put the hair rope into his pocket and prepared to give it to him tomorrow.

I always did this when I first fell in love. I would like to try something delicious to the other party as well. I would like to recommend it to the other party when I read a good book. I would like to experience it when I see something fun. I would like to see beautiful clothes. I would like to wear it on...

The sour smell of love is everywhere.

When he returned home, the little fat man from the neighbor next door was holding a bowl similar to his head, squatting at the door and eating noodles. When he saw Qin Guanglin, his eyes lit up when he saw him.

"I'm having dinner so late?" Qin Guanglin asked casually.

When this little fat man was a child, he followed him all day long and called Brother Lin. He was quite cute. Now he is so old that even dogs are starting to be slutty. He jumps up and down every day, but he is still honest in his face.

The little fat dun quickly swallowed the noodles in his mouth and shouted in surprise: "Brother Lin, are you back?"

"I'm back." Qin Guanglin raised his chin and signaled to him, "The bottom of your bowl leaked."

The little fat man was shocked and subconsciously wanted to turn over and look at the bottom of the bowl, then stopped his movements and said angrily: "The same trick won't deceive me the second time!"

"If you don't believe it, forget it." Qin Guanglin shrugged and walked towards his home again.

"Brother Lin, teach me how to draw." The little fat man followed him with a bowl and shouted, "I want to draw a cat!"

"Is it a cat to do homework?" Qin Guanglin looked at him squintly. This kid looks like this every time he had homework in school.

"It's a competition, I want Dahei Charcoal to win the award!"

"You have dinner first, come and find me after you finish." Qin Guanglin looked at the noodle soup that was full of mouth, "Remember to wash it clean, I will kick you out if I am dirty."

"Okay! I'll finish it soon!" The fat man responded and stopped following, and continued to snore and stuff noodles into his mouth.

Qin Guanglin returned home, but his mother was not there. He probably went to Aunt Wang to study the old objects again. He poured himself a glass of water and sat on the sofa, feeling that there was nothing to do.

After waiting quietly for a while, Qin Guanglin got up and went to the studio, preparing to draw the picture of Chef He cooking. He wanted to draw last night, but he was really tired and went to bed first.

Unlike the painting I gave last time, Qin Guanglin wanted to use a pencil to sketch it, which can more directly show his moment of inspiration last night and make the scene more vivid.

Why don’t you wear an apron and look gentle and Xianshu’s appearance as if it has been engraved in your heart? Qin Guanglin thought about it and put down his pen. After the little fat man is coming, he is not in a hurry to draw now.

Soon the doorbell rang, Qin Guanglin went over and opened the door. The fat man stood at the door with a big black cat under his armpit. The big black cat didn't dare to move, looking at Qin Guanglin pitifully.

"Why did you bring Aunt Li's cat here?"

The cat's name is Hei Tan, which was raised by Aunt Li, a neighbor. She often wanders around this area and makes everyone familiar with it.

The little fat man raised the big black cat and slapped it in front of Qin Guanglin: "I want to draw big black charcoal and let it win the prize!"

"Come in first." Qin Guanglin made a little bit aside and let the fat man go in with the cat in, and then closed the door.

"How to draw?" The little fat man stood in the studio with a cat in a honest manner.

"Drawing a cat is very simple. You put the black charcoal on the paper, right, press it against it, and then draw it in circle with a pen." Qin Guanglin held the water cup and guided it.

He took the cat off the paper, and the fat man doubted his life at a line on the paper that he couldn't see. "This is not big black charcoal!"

"Just just click two more eyes." Qin Guanglin drank the water and guided him step by step.

"This is not a cat at all!" The little fat man looked at the irregular shape on the paper with two points in the middle that were eyes.

"Cats are liquid and can deform."

"You lied to me!"

"Then what kind of thing do you want to draw?" Qin Guanglin rubbed Heichang's head.

"I want a very powerful big black charcoal!" The little fat dun raised his head and thought for a while, "Transformers are like this!"

Transformers cat?

Qin Guanglin thought about it and had to admit that he couldn't imagine what it would be like.

"Wait for me for a while." The fat guy left the studio, opened the door and ran out.

“…”

Qin Guanglin stood in the living room, holding black charcoal and giving it a shredded hair, waiting to see what he wanted to do.

After a while, the fat guy ran back again, holding a Transformer toy in his hand, "I just need such a big black charcoal!"

"Yeah... OK." Qin Guanglin put the black charcoal aside, and the black charcoal was lying on the ground with his tail shaking around and looking at the two of them.

Those who learn to draw are excuses. Xiaopang just wanted to ask Qin Guanglin to help him draw, and then use it to show off to his classmates.

Qin Guanglin didn't care, so he took a pencil and wrote and painted on the drawing board. From time to time, he looked at the Transformers placed next to him. Soon a Transformers cat came out.

"How is it?" Qin Guanglin could not understand the aesthetics of Xiaopang, so he could only ask for his opinion.

"marvelous!"

The little fat man blushed with excitement. This was exactly what he thought Big Black Charcoal should look like.

Powerful and domineering!

"Give it, take it to hand over the homework."

I hope this kid won't be beaten by the teacher.

"Thank you Brother Lin!" The little fat man was as if he had a treasure. He held the painting in his hands and ran out, not even caring about Black Charcoal and his Transformers.

Qin Guanglin quickly called him and pointed to the black charcoal on the ground, "Take your Transformers away, and the black charcoal."

"profound."

The little fat man ran back and picked up the black charcoal and the Transformers.
Chapter completed!