Mastering entertainment: starting with identification

Chapter 16 Men Never Surrender
The toys were quickly distributed, and Zhang Qinghuan walked towards the next goal.

This matter is just a small episode, and Zhang Qinghuan's only goal is to complete the task and make money, looking for tools.

Zhang Qinghuan looked down the long corridor. Except for the places he had already passed, there were still many stalls waiting for Zhang Qinghuan to check on this long pedestrian bridge.

The little girl selling flowers, the middle-aged man with a candied haws stick, and the young man singing with a guitar on his back.Zhang Qinghuan looked back, the various stalls made his eyes a little sore.

Zhang Qinghuan was a little helpless, even though these individuals had extraordinary talents.It is also difficult for him to think of words to make others believe in him and join the entertainment industry in an unknown direction, like some seniors in time-travel novels.

A middle-aged man in his 40s, in his decades of career.Obscurity, did not find any direction.Walking through the streets and alleys, in every street and overpass, shout: "Candied haws!"

Even if you can't have much income, it's enough to survive.

A strange person suddenly appeared one day and said to him: "Come with me, don't sell candied haws. I will take you to sing, and you will definitely become a big star."

Anyone would think this kind of words are deep well ice.

Even though he was talking about an uncle who sells candied haws, Zhang Qinghuan took a look at it with the identification technique, and all the values ​​were average.It can be seen that this uncle learned a lot of skills in order to chase girls when he was young, but his talent value is not too high.

But the little girl who sells flowers is a potential stock, she looks only about ten to 14 years old.The talent value in literature is astonishing 80.

"Little sister, do you want to become a writer?" Zhang Qinghuan walked up to her and squatted down, showing a self-confident and kind smile.

"Mom, there are bad people here. Woooooo!!!" The little sister in front of me cried decisively, and rushed towards her mother who was not far away.

Zhang Qinghuan sighed. He could even imagine that one day in the future, this little girl would use gorgeous words to write that when she was young, when she was selling flowers on a certain overpass, she was made to cry by a handsome young man. up.

Zhang Qinghua felt a little helpless, and touched his handsome face.Zhang Qinghuan thought that his face should be harmless to livestock, so the answer was obvious, the little sister cried because of how handsome she was.

Continue to move towards the next goal, and silently recite the "Appraisal Technique" along the way.There are also quite a few passers-by with good talents, but almost none of them develop in this area.

Until Zhang Qinghuan came to a stall with an easel, the owner of the stall had braids, and the flowing hair looked a little naturally curly.A bright green sweater with a pair of black and white striped trousers.In his right hand he holds a brush covered with various paints, while in the other he holds a small, sharp-handled shovel.Although there was no one in the small chair in front of the stall, the stall owner was still gesturing on the paper.

Zhang Qinghuan silently looked at the artist's panel.

[Character: Li Fenqi]

【Age: 23】

[Influence: 1304]

【Music: 34(42)】

[Art: 78 (86)]

[Performing Arts: 24 (34)]

[Literature: 15 (30)]

[Achievement: A well-known person in the street painting industry]

Zhang Qinghuan was a little surprised, this brother's name is also so artistic.If it wasn't for Da Vinci's appearance in this life, he would have thought that this young man's parents were crazy fans.

"Your girl"

"Huahua is 100 yuan a pair. If you are interested, sit down and don't chat, and don't be an Internet celebrity." Li Fenqi interrupted Zhang Qinghuan's greeting.

"Then get a pair." Zhang Qinghuan decided to pay the money first for his py plan.He reached out and handed Li Fenqi a red ticket.

"Sit there." Li Fenqi was still very cold, but began to fiddle with the bottles and cans at his feet.

Zhang Qinghuan had some opinions in his heart. Li Fenqi's overall image was full of artistic atmosphere, and his clothes had the unique opinions of art students.The ability value is high, and he has been involved in this industry.In this way, Zhang Qinghuan doesn't have to persuade those who sell flowers to write and those who buy candied haws to sing as before.

It would be a good choice if he could cooperate with him to produce some comics provided by the system, Zhang Qinghuan thought so.

"Do you want to cooperate with me? Let's produce comics together. I'm an agent." Zhang Qinghuan asked.

"No, I'm fine now." Li Fenqi seemed to have his own stubborn opinion.

"Why? Is it not good to become a more famous painter? I can provide some ideas in some aspects."

"I don't need it, I can do it myself." Li Fenqi's tone was a little firm, and the painting in his hand continued to take shape.

"Give me a piece of paper and a pen." Zhang Qinghuan decided to use painting to solve this problem.

Li Fenqi paused when he heard this, glanced at Zhang Qinghuan, lowered his head, took out the paper and pen, and handed them to Zhang Qinghuan.

Zhang Qinghuan took the pen and paper and thought about it.Now with Zhang Qinghuan's ability, the only thing that can impress Li Fenqi is "Duck's Sky".

The works given by the system were all engraved in Zhang Qinghuan's mind. Zhang Qinghuan wrote a short story, drew some storyboards, and depicted some characters.

A piece of paper was quickly filled with drawings, Zhang Qinghuan stretched out the paper to Li Fenqi.

Li Fenqi stopped the paintbrush in his hand, took the paper handed over by Zhang Qinghuan, and wanted to see the weight of the person who lied to him to go with him.

But Li Fenqi quickly lost the idea just now, a few drawings on the paper, a little introduction, although the handwriting is a bit rusty.Still showing him that this may be a manga that can achieve good results, Li Fenqi was a little shaken.

"You have these things, why don't you draw them yourself?" Li Fenqi was a little puzzled.

With a general style, some storyboards, and a decent synopsis.Even if you give it to a pure painter, you can get good results.

"Like I said, I'm an agent, but not a painter." Zhang Qinghuan replied.

Zhang Qinghuan said that she was very proud, but in fact, she just couldn't bear to cut off most of her influence.

"Cooperation is fine, but..." Li Fenqi hesitated, speaking intermittently, and habitually touched the side with his hand.

Only then did Zhang Qinghuan see that there were not only bottles and cans for painting beside Li Fenqi, but also a large travel bag.Zhang Qinghuan could probably guess Li Fenqi's predicament.

So he said decisively: "Food and lodging are included, and fitness is free."

"Okay, I'll go with you." Li Finch agreed at the speed of light.

Before Zhang Qinghuan could say anything more, he packed up the drawing boards, paints, paper and pens.Picking up the backpack repeatedly, stood up and looked at Zhang Qinghuan.

(End of this chapter)