Chapter 231 Look forward and move forward
Along the way, Liu Wangxue chatted with Tao Qinglei and asked him how his studies were going recently, whether life in the studio was inconvenient, and whether he had encountered any difficulties.
Tao Qinglei answered them all one by one.
This studio has a cafeteria but no dormitories. The owner of the studio and the owner of a hotel next door grew up together, so they worked together. Students whose homes are far away, or who find it inconvenient to travel back and forth on the same day, can come to the hotel with their studio tuition receipts for accommodation at a certain discounted price.
When Tao Huayu brought Tao Qinglei over, he specially chose a single room for him. Firstly, he was worried that he would not be able to get along with these children. Secondly, he wanted to be alone in peace and quiet, and it was convenient for living and studying. Don't be afraid of disturbing others, and you won't be disturbed by others.
Painting is a joyful and happy thing for Tao Qinglei. The paintbrush is the bridge between him and his imagination, and it is also the tool that gives his soul to the imaginary world.
After coming to the studio for training, he realized firsthand the gap between himself and the "professional" and realized that the road to the "professional" was not that easy.
Among this group of students, Tao Qinglei was the latest to start, and he was also the last to come to the training camp. In the first few days, when he saw the works of other students in the class, he felt ashamed of himself.
The next large number of repetitive and boring exercises were all done, and it was impossible to finish the painting. From eight o'clock in the morning to 11 o'clock in the evening, 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. At that time, I felt very irritable, but I couldn't explain it. What kind of irritability?”
Liu Wangxue understands that Tao Qinglei's previous creations were free and unfettered. Today's practice is just like writing certain essays, with established standards and formats. Moreover, this kind of large, repetitive, and boring practice can sometimes really kill a person's enthusiasm.
However, Tao Qinglei's self-regulation ability is very strong. As long as he thinks that he can come to learn painting because Tao Huayu used a favor and his family paid 25,000, he can grit his teeth and persist.
He said: "I forced myself to paint. Apart from eating, drinking and sleeping, I spent all my spare time sitting in the studio. Even after I returned to the dormitory, I would practice for an extra hour. Unexpectedly, I would practice The more you practice, the better you will get.”
The exam is time-limited, and mobile phones are not allowed in the studio, so every student will buy himself a timer. At first, Tao Qinglei couldn't finish the painting within the stipulated time. With practice, he was slowly able to finish it on time. Now that you've finished drawing, you still have some time left to make revisions.
Liu Wangxue praised him: "Then you are really a talented player! If you go to Jingshan Technology in the future, Du Yunkai will make a lot of money. Qinglei, when the time comes for the interview, your salary will be Don’t be too conservative.”
Tao Qinglei scratched his head and smiled a little silly.
After delivering it to the place, Liu Wangxue handed him the bag of snacks prepared by Gu Xuelan: "It is a good thing to work hard, but you must also balance work and rest so as not to tire yourself out. Take a rest when you should. Do you know?"
Tao Qinglei nodded: "I know, thank you Sister Xu Xu."
Liu Wangxue tore up a piece of paper. , wrote down his phone number, thought about it, copied Xu Qingsong’s phone number, and handed it to Tao Qinglei: "In the past month, the crew has been filming in the city, which is not far from you. If there is anything 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 are missing anything, or if it is inconvenient to go home to get it, you can call me. If I am busy here and don't receive the call, I will call your brother Qingsong and ask him to help."
"Okay."
"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. He first called Qinglei's mother to report that he was safe, and then sent a message to Xu Qingsong to say so.
Xu Qingsong: [Okay, no problem] Xu Qingsong: [Are you already in the city? 】
Liu Wangxue: [Well, let’s see Qing Lei off first. He has just arrived at the studio]
Xu Qingsong has already started busy with his father’s birthday party. Without further chatting, he told her to drive safely.
When Liu Wangxue went to the flower and bird market and walked to the shooting location, she met Jialin again. He had dyed his hair back to black and also changed his hairstyle.
"Screenwriter Liu Da, what a coincidence!" Jialin greeted enthusiastically and proactively.
The two walked inside while chatting. Liu Wangxue looked at his hair: "Has the shadow of the grassland passed?"
"Hey," Jia Lin moved the hair on his forehead. Liu Hai'er said in a relieved tone, "You have to get over it. In life, you have to look forward and move forward."
The main thing is that he went home with a green hair on his head and was almost killed. His parents played mixed doubles. His father took him to the barber shop and threatened to break his legs if he returned home.
"Very good," Liu Wangxue nodded, smiled and asked him, "Then do you still need me to write a script to avenge you?"
Jialin sighed: "Forget it about revenge, the video was taken by someone else, and her life in the future will probably not be much better. But if you want to write, just use it, what a good material, and then take another one What a title, it’s definitely eye-catching.”
Liu Wangxue said half-jokingly: “Just write the script, even if it is filmed, it may not be reviewed, but you still can’t swallow it. With this tone, you can write your own novel and publish it on a website.”
“That’s right! Why didn’t I think of that?” Jialin punched his palm to show that he was inspired.
Liu Wangxue looked at his expression and felt that he seemed to be really thinking about it, so he reminded him: "However, the review of domestic novel 2 websites seems to be quite strict, so you should pay attention to it when writing. "
"I know," Jialin said, "I also read online articles, and I know some blocked words well."
After he finished speaking, he asked Liu Wangxue: "Screenwriter Liu, do you know which website is the most profitable? Can you recommend it to me?"
Liu Wangxue really doesn't know, and has never understood it.
She suddenly thought of Wang Keng, the eldest brother in Guangzhou who asked Xu Qingsong to buy a house. He is now an Internet writer. Last time we had a rooftop barbecue, from what he said, the income should be quite good, so he might know this industry better.
However, it was just a one-time relationship. Liu Wangxue was not familiar with her, so she didn’t mention it to Jialin. She said, “But now is the era of short videos. There should be some authors or editors. I have registered an account on some video websites. You can go look for them. They may talk about this."
"Okay! I'll take a look first when I go back."
He also carried a few bags of snacks in his hand, walked to the entrance of the alley where the pet shop was, and stuffed a bag into Liu Wangxue: "I'll give you a try at my newly opened store over there."
"Thank you." Liu Wangxue took it and said goodbye to him.
Looking down, inside the transparent plastic bag was a palm-sized paper box. The LOGO on it was quite cute. Liu Wangxue thought to herself, she didn’t know when her brother-in-law’s brand LOGO would be designed. , it’s strange to expect it.