Chapter 231 Look forward and move forward
Along the way, Liu Wangxue chatted with Tao Qinglei, asking him how his studies were going recently, whether his life in the studio was convenient, and whether he had encountered any difficulties.
Tao Qinglei answered them one by one.
This studio has a cafeteria but no dormitories. The owner of the studio and the owner of a hotel next door are childhood friends, so they work together. Students who live far away or have difficulty commuting can bring the studio's tuition receipt to the hotel to check in and get a discount.
When Tao Huayu brought Tao Qinglei here, he specially chose a single room for him. Firstly, he was worried that he would not be able to integrate with these children. Secondly, it would be quiet and convenient for him to live and study there. He would not have to worry about disturbing others, nor would he be disturbed by others.
Painting is a happy and joyful thing for Tao Qinglei. The paintbrush is the bridge between him and his imagination, and it is also the tool he uses to give soul to the imaginary world.
Since coming to the studio for training, he has personally experienced the gap between himself and "professionals", and realized that the road to "professionalism" is not so easy.
Among this group of students, Tao Qinglei started the latest and also the latest to attend the training. In the first few days, he felt ashamed when he saw the works of other students in the class.
Then there was a lot of repetitive and boring exercises that he could not finish. From 8 am to 11 pm, even in his sleep, Tao Qinglei kept drawing with a pen.
He told Liu Wangxue: "This situation lasted for more than a week. When I dreamed, I was sketching with a pencil. I felt very upset at that time, but I couldn't tell what kind of upset it was."
Liu Wangxue understands that Tao Qinglei's previous creations were free and unrestrained. But the current practice is just like writing some propositional essays, with established standards and formats. Moreover, this kind of large-scale, repetitive, and boring practice can sometimes really wear out a person's enthusiasm.
However, Tao Qinglei has a strong ability to self-regulate. As long as he thinks that he can come to learn painting because Tao Huayu used his connections and his family paid 25,000 yuan, he will grit his teeth and persevere.
He said: "I forced myself to paint. Every day, apart from eating, drinking, defecating, urinating and sleeping, I spent all my spare time in the studio. Even when I returned to the dormitory, I would practice for an extra hour. I didn't expect that I would get used to it after practicing, and the more I practiced, the more comfortable I became."
The exam has a time limit, and mobile phones are not allowed in the studio, so every student will buy a timer for themselves. At first, Tao Qinglei couldn't finish the painting within the specified time, but he practiced and gradually finished it on time. Now after finishing the painting, he can still have some time left to make revisions.
Liu Wangxue praised him: "You are really a talented player! If you go to Jingshan Technology in the future, Du Yunkai will make a fortune. Qinglei, don't be too conservative when you ask for a salary during the interview."
Tao Qinglei scratched his head and smiled a little foolishly.
After sending him to the place, Liu Wangxue handed him the bag of snacks prepared by Gu Xuelan: "It's good to work hard, but you also need to combine work and rest and not exhaust yourself. Rest when you need to, understand?"
Tao Qinglei nodded: "I know, thank you Sister Xuxu."
Liu Wangxue tore off a piece of paper, wrote down her own phone number, thought for a moment, and then copied down Xu Qingsong's phone number. She handed it to Tao Qinglei: "In the past month, the crew has been filming in the city, which is not too far from where you are. If you have any questions, just call me. Is there a public phone in the studio?"
"Yes." Tao Qinglei folded the paper and put it in his pocket.
Liu Wangxue continued, "If you need anything, or if it's inconvenient to go home to get it, you can call me. If I'm busy and can't answer the call, just call your brother Qingsong and ask him for help."
"good."
"Go ahead, come on!" Liu Wangxue said and made a gesture.
"Come on! I can do it!" Tao Qinglei also encouraged himself, holding a large bag of snacks, thanked Liu Wangxue, and got out of the car.
Liu Wangxue watched him go in, first called Qinglei's mother to report that she was safe, and then sent a message to Xu Qingsong to let him know.
Xu Qingsong: [Sure, no problem]
Xu Qingsong: [Have you already arrived in the city? ]
Liu Wangxue: [Well, I came to see Qinglei off first. I just arrived at the studio.]
Xu Qingsong was already busy with his father's birthday party, so he didn't talk much and just told her to drive safely.
When Liu Wangxue arrived at the flower and bird market and was walking towards the shooting location, she met Jialin again. He had dyed his hair back to black and changed his hairstyle.
"Mr. Liu, screenwriter, what a coincidence!" Jialin greeted him warmly and proactively.
The two chatted as they walked inside. Liu Wangxue looked at his hair and asked, "Has the shadow of the grassland passed?"
"Well," Jialin brushed his bangs in front of his forehead, and said with relief, "It has to go on. Life is like this, we have to look forward and move forward."
The main thing was that he came home with a head full of green hair and was almost beaten up by his parents. His father dragged him to the barber shop and threatened to break his legs if he didn't dye it.
"Very good," Liu Wangxue nodded, smiled and asked him, "Do I still need to write a script to avenge you?"
Jialin sighed, "Forget about revenge. The video was taken by someone else. I guess her life won't be much better in the future. But if you want to write, just use it. It's such good material. If you give it a fancy title, it will definitely attract attention."
Liu Wangxue half-jokingly said, "Forget about writing a script. Even if it's filmed, it may not be approved. But if you still feel a little bit uncomfortable with this, you can write a novel yourself and choose a website to publish it."
"Yes! Why didn't I think of that?" Jialin clapped his fists and slammed his palms to show that he was inspired.
Liu Wangxue looked at his expression and felt that he seemed to be really considering it, so she reminded him: "But the review of domestic novel 2 websites seems to be quite strict, so you still have to be careful when you write."
"I know," Jialin said, "I also read online articles, so I am familiar with some of the blocked words."
After he finished speaking, he asked Liu Wangxue, "Master Writer Liu, do you know which website is the most profitable? Can you recommend one to me?"
Liu Wangxue really didn't know and had never understood it.
She suddenly thought of the big brother from Guangzhou who had asked Xu Qingsong to buy a house, Wang Keng, who was now an online writer. During the last rooftop barbecue, from what he said, his income should be quite good, so he might be more familiar with this industry.
But it was only a one-time encounter, and Liu Wangxue was not familiar with the person, so she did not mention it to Jialin. She said, "But now is the era of short videos, there should be some authors or editors who have registered accounts on some video websites. You can go and look for them, they may talk about these things."
"Okay! I'll go back and take a look first." Jialin said.
He was still holding a few bags of snacks in his hands. He walked to the entrance of the alley where the pet shop was and stuffed a bag into Liu Wangxue’s pocket: “This is a new shop that opened over there. I’ll give it to you to try.”
"Thank you." Liu Wangxue took it and said goodbye to him.
Looking down, she saw a palm-sized paper box in the transparent plastic bag. The logo on it was quite cute. Liu Wangxue thought, she wondered when her brother-in-law's brand logo would be designed. She was quite looking forward to it.
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