The younger brother is fierce: the male god walks a bit crazy

"Whose design is this?" Wang Qingping followed Meng Zhuyao to the studio, took a lot of design drafts from Meng Zhuyao, and took out one of the comments.

"I, mine." A girl raised her hands nonuo, with nervousness and longing in her eyes, obviously looking forward to having such a master to guide her.

"This design is a hundred birds facing the phoenix?" Wang Qingping frowned, and observed carefully under the lamp.

The girl nodded shyly: "It's a hundred birds chasing a phoenix."

"Hmm..." Wang Qingping looked at the girl's happy expression, and rolled his eyes: "Is this a bird? I thought it was a pheasant? A hundred chickens are facing the phoenix!"

"Ah?" The girl's smile froze immediately, looking at Wang Qingping, she didn't know what to say.

"Ah what? Do you think what I said is too ugly?" Wang Qingping flipped through the next few design drafts, sighed and patted them on the table: "It's too bad, just like you, you also want Going to participate in the New York Fashion Week competition? I can find any elementary school student to draw a picture, which is better than you! He also said that he is a designer, and I don’t know where he got his face from.”

Meng Zhuyao also lowered her head, not daring to speak, she knew that capable people have weird tempers.

"Where's your design draft?" Wang Qingping turned his attention to Meng Zhuyao again.

Meng Zhuyao was a little worried and pulled out her design draft from the side.

Wang Qingping grabbed his goatee and nodded, his expression seemed satisfied, but he didn't seem to be so satisfied: "This is actually not bad, it integrates the elements of People's Daily, it's not bad, it's your painting It's too exaggerated, it's better to revise it, anyway, it's better than theirs."

Meng Zhuyao let out a long breath.

Wang Qingping naturally caught her small movements: "Hey, I didn't praise you, I think you seem to be very satisfied with yourself? You are the boss of this studio, I will give you the ability to draw these, tsk tsk , I really think highly of you."

The girl laughed.

Wang Qingping's eyes locked on her and focused on her: "It's really funny, look at the things you drew yourself, they are not much better than elementary school students, besides, since she is your boss, you How dare you laugh at her? I don't think you are an employee, and you don't look like an employee!"

The girl's complexion suddenly turned cold, but she didn't dare to talk back to him.

This girl is none other than Wu Qing, the designer sent by Zhou Chen.

Wang Qingping put the hundred birds facing the phoenix designed by Wu Qing in front of her, pointed and said, "You draw the bird like a pheasant, or do you think a pheasant can also become a phoenix? Well, even if you can say that you I've never seen madness, but what's the matter with you drawing such a peacock to fool me?"

Wu Qing was stunned, she never expected that Wang Qingping, who has always had a relatively modest reputation, would not give her face so much when she said that she was angry, even in front of everyone.

When she came to report today, some people already said that she got in through connections. Now that she was humiliated by Wang Qingping, she couldn't help but look at Meng Zhuyao.

Meng Zhuyao raised her forehead and said to Wang Qingping: "Mr. Wang, this is an intern who just came out of school. Many things may not be very mature, and he may not be so proper in doing things. We are young, let's forget it, okay. ?"

Wang Qingping waved his hand: "You are the boss, and the employees laughed at you. Since you didn't take it to heart, then I definitely can't say anything, just do whatever you want."

This Wu Qing had escaped a catastrophe.

But who knew that Wang Qingping still didn't give up, and said: "I also have a student, who is about the same age as you, and the design can be done alone. How can there be such immature drawing methods as you? Look, there is also this design, the stars and Moon, how old-fashioned?"

"Forehead--"

Meng Zhuyao saw that the faces of the employees were getting worse, so she pulled Wang Qingping away urgently: "Old Wang, don't be so anxious, they are all interns, it is inevitable that some businesses are not very familiar with them, after I talk to them when the time comes , Let them change it properly, it will definitely be a bad technique.”

Looking at Meng Zhuyao's expression, Wang Qingping could guess her intentions.

"Hmph, you little girl, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, why? You want me to be their teacher?" Wang Qingping snorted twice, with disgust on his face, wishing he could just leave now .

Meng Zhuyao laughed, blinked her eyes, and asked in a coquettish tone: "Is it okay?"

Wang Qingping also laughed, but Meng Zhuyao felt that such a smile made people feel creepy, and then she only heard Wang Qingping reply: "Of course not!"

"Do you think my apprentices are so easy to be?" Wang Qingping glanced at the people around him, and then put those designs in front of Meng Zhuyao: "I didn't say it, even if it was you, you come, you are willing to accept them as your apprentices." I don’t think I’m too high in IQ. If I accept them as my apprentices, isn’t it just a blow to my brand?”

"Let me tell you, no! Absolutely not! Even if you look at me with sad eyes, I won't agree, so I advise you to die as soon as possible." Wang Qingping ran away after finishing speaking. Entered Meng Zhuyao's office.

Wu Qing looked at Meng Zhuyao with a threatening expression.

Meng Zhuyao sighed, and could only chase after him: "Old Wang, do you want to think about it again? I have seen them all. They are all very talented people. If you are willing to cultivate them well, I believe You will be very satisfied then."

Wang Qingping didn't seem to hear, continued to draw his own design draft, and said: "If you want me to accept these people as apprentices, I tell you, don't even think about it, but what I can promise you is that your Milan Fashion Week How many design drafts are still missing?"

Meng Zhuyao stretched out two palms: "About ten."

Wang Qingping rolled his eyes: "You still owe that much?!"

Meng Zhuyao nodded unrequitedly: "Otherwise, how could I invite so many designers, you also know that this is just a small studio, hey, I've been too busy recently."

Wang Qingping said helplessly: "Okay, don't give me such a look of lovelessness, I will help you design everything, but you have to promise me, don't let me accept that kind of apprentice again, I won't let you go." It’s about to kill me. They’re all kind of stuff. Can you see the design? Damn, if there’s no real picture of a hundred chickens on it, I can’t even guess what she drew. What is it!"

"." Meng Zhuyao couldn't help buttocks, is it really that bad?
"Don't you think so?" Wang Qingping snorted coldly: "That means that you, the boss, deserve to be cheated! You have designed some nonsense stuff, and you dare to accept it, so you won't be afraid when the time comes." Was he brushed off before he came on stage?"

This Meng Zhuyao really didn't think about it.

"Tell me, what style do you want." Wang Qingping is good at traditional Chinese painting, and knows better how to integrate traditional Chinese painting into clothing elements.

"High-end and high-end, isn't that the best?"

Wang Qingping rolled his eyes and began to draw. He drew very simply, without even showing any brushwork, just sketching a few times casually.

"If you want to be unique, I will teach you a way."

"What?" Meng Zhuyao couldn't move her eyes long ago, not to mention, Wang Qingping's skills are really not for bragging, a small boat, drooping ink willows, definitely can.

"You just make the smooth cheongsam, remember to choose the best fabric, and then give it to me, and I will draw on it directly." Wang Qingping put down the brush and looked at his own painting, as if a little uncomfortable Satisfied, I wanted to rub it and throw it away.

"do not!"

Meng Zhuyao snatched it away: "You can't spoil your paintings like this."

"There are some small mistakes here."

"No, it's great that you pursue excellence, but I have to say, this is already very good, and it can be used as a reference for us. Let them learn from you in the future, and you can continue to design. Of course, what do you think? This time it’s not good, then you can redesign it, don’t add this one and it’s over.”

Meng Zhuyao had already made up her mind, so she took this one and gave it to Wu Qing first, saying that Wang Qingping asked her to practice according to this, and if she could imitate ninety percent of it, she would consider accepting her as an apprentice for a long time.

It will be kept like this for ten days and half a month, and Wu Qing will not disturb her anymore.

There is also an explanation from Zhou Chen.

"What are you thinking, so happy?" Wang Qingping was drawing shrimps, and seeing Meng Zhuyao smiling idiotically at his painting, an ominous premonition shrouded in his heart, and he always felt that Meng Zhuyao had absolutely no good intentions .

"No, I'm just very happy to get the original work of Mr. Wang. No, many people in our family are your number one fans. Wouldn't I be proud if I could bring it home?" Meng Zhuyao made up a random reason to fool her. passed.

Wang Qingping didn't bother to talk to her, just continued to paint, and said from time to time: "For example, for this shrimp, you don't need a very beautiful color as the base color, you just use plain blue, or off-white, and then use bamboo buckles for the buttons. You don’t need many shrimps, just put a pair on top of the skirt to keep them nice.”

Meng Zhuyao nodded again and again: "Of course, everything you draw looks good as a master."

No matter how flattering she is now, Wang Qingping continued to draw another picture: "Since the girl just now is full of birds and phoenixes, then we will also have a beautiful peony. You can use this color as the main theme. The model is the best." It’s better to look for the kind of skin that is fair, slightly plump, has the posture of the ancients, and is more beautiful.”

Meng Zhuyao couldn't help giving Wang Qingping a high look: "Sir, I didn't know that you still have such aesthetics?"

"Ham, my wife liked it before, and she also liked watching this kind of catwalk. No, I just followed her around and learned a little bit. She has a good vision, so the things produced by doing this will not be bad." Wang Qingping said: "Of course, I can only design some elements of traditional Chinese painting, I can't do those novel things."

"This is already very good." Meng Zhuyao replied with a smile.

"By the way, my apprentice will return to China in two days. I can introduce her to your studio. She has a lot of ideas, and you must like them." Wang Qingping pushed the reading glasses.