art master

Chapter 107

Jiang Zixuan was smoking a pipe in the living room, talking with Vice President Sheng of the publishing house about the release of the new book.

"I expect the initial sales volume to be greater than 100 million copies," Jiang Zixuan took a puff of cigarette, "It's likely to go for 300 million copies."

Vice President Sheng flicked the ash in the ashtray: "Teacher Jiang is still so confident." Even the self-confidence was a little blind.

"This time is different. Didn't you see the illustrations and cover?"

"The illustrations are really wonderful." Vice President Sheng blew on the cigarette ash that accidentally fell on his pants, "but most of the readers are going for Teacher Jiang's name."

"Actually, I've always wanted to remind you that you've been given less commission for those three points."

"Teacher Jiang," Vice President Sheng smashed the butt of his cigarette into the ashtray, "If that Mu Bai is a bachelor of the Hongwen Museum, let alone a bachelor, even if he is a student, the number is really low. He..."

Jiang Zixuan suddenly made a silent gesture, and then pointed to the TV that had been on since just now, but no one had been watching it.

At first, Vice President Sheng didn't understand what it meant, but upon closer inspection, he found that the author of "The Confrontation of Time and Space" was also named Mu Bai!
He immediately stood up and took two steps towards the TV. It wasn't that he heard it wrong, it was really Mu Bai!
Vice President Sheng asked, "Is it an author?"

Jiang Zixuan nodded.

Vice President Sheng quickly took out his mobile phone: "Hey, is it the Propaganda Department? "The Transcendence of Life" needs to add another slogan: National gift quality author Mu Bai dedicated to create a visual feast. Yes, it is the Mu Bai mentioned on TV, Remember to make the word Mu Bai bigger! What! The advertisement has already been put on the market? Then withdraw it all and repost it! That’s your business, I just need to..."

Jiang Zixuan took another puff of his cigarette, only to realize that there was only ashes left in the pipe, he poured the ash away, and said with a smile: "Young people are awesome!"

……

In Holy Huai College, Zhou Yazhe is in the classroom with his hands behind his back and inspecting the students' paintings.

A teacher passed by the door, saw Zhou Yazhe and smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou, your student's work is on TV!"

"Whose work?" Zhou Yazhe didn't pay much attention to it. He has been in Shenghuai for eight or nine years, and he has taught some very good students. It is normal for some of his works to be shown on TV.

However, the students in the classroom were not calm anymore, they began to discuss which senior or sister was so promising?

The teacher said: "Mu Bai."

"Mu, Mu Bai?" Zhou Yazhe immediately lost his confidence. Although Mu Bai usually called each teacher, he did take care of Mu Bai, but in terms of painting skills, he really didn't teach him a single stroke.

It's not that he doesn't want to teach, but that he feels that there is nothing to teach. At least in theory, Mu Bai is on the same level as himself.

Usually it's okay to call him "teacher, student", but now that Mu Bai has achieved something, he really has no confidence to say that he is Mu Bai's teacher.

The students were also blown up, Mu Bai is very famous in the art department, after all, this man is said to be a genius who almost got into the school of the art department.

It's about my own age, and he has already achieved such a high level of achievement, which is really a bit shocking.

Among the students, a girl got excited. Mu Bai gave her a sketch before. I wonder if it will become a collection in the future?
Zhou Yazhe quickly took out his mobile phone and found a video about national ceremony on the Internet. After watching it for a while, he smiled and said, "This kid!"

Before the video was finished, a strange call came in, and he answered the phone: "Hi, yes, I'm Zhou Yazhe, huh? Uh, yes, I'm Mu Bai's teacher. What? You want to buy his work? this……"

After dealing with a person who came to buy a work, the phone rang again. Zhou Yazhe frowned, but he still picked it up: "Hey, yes, yes, I am Mu Bai's teacher. What? Do you want me to teach your child how to paint? No, no, no."

As a teacher, he still has this level of morality: "Oh, it's not about money, it's because of Mu Bai's high talent. He is basically a self-study for my son. In this... oh, this is not my exclusive way of education. .I, I am not humble..."

……

"Mom, come and watch! My brother is on TV!" Mulan yelled as she crossed her legs on the sofa, holding a toothpick with pineapple in one hand.

Xiang Hanxue poked her head out from the kitchen: "What's on TV? Your brother didn't do something wrong, did he?"

Ever since she found out that Mu Bai started a business with Yang Wenjun, she has been thinking about it.

"Oh, mom, you hope my brother will order! If he was caught, we would have been notified long ago."

Xiang Hanxue smiled, wiped his hands, and came out to see what was going on: "Oh, it's amazing! Your brother's paintings have become national ceremonies?"

During the Chinese New Year, she also saw Mu Bai painting, and asked where she learned it from, but Mu Bai said that he learned it by himself.

Since her son didn't want to talk, she didn't continue to ask.

At that time, she thought the painting was pretty good, but she didn't expect it to be so good.

Xiang Hanxue also became happy: "When your brother comes back and make him a fish, let's celebrate."

Mu Lan suggested: "Mom, why don't we go to Weicheng Mansion to see my brother."

"No," Xiang Hanxue refused without thinking, "Your homework is important, don't be distracted."

When Mu Bai just stood up, it wasn't that she didn't want to go to Weicheng Mansion, but the little one in the family was going to take the college entrance examination next year, so she had to hurry up from now on, so she was ruthless and didn't go.

Mu Lan pouted: "It's really boring."

……

Bai Xiaoqi is in the studio, carefully modifying the plot line in the game.

Now the main task of the copywriting team is to design a detailed and full plot line to support the story of the entire game.

Under Mu Bai's planning, the entire game has expanded from the originally planned three units to five units, and the requirements for the plot line have become more detailed.

The unit that Bai Xiaoqi is currently modifying is the story line of King Xiang in the early days of the unification war. In the previous two plot versions, Mu Bai said that the sense of urgency was not enough.

He asked Bai Xiaoqi to imagine the feeling of not daring to be careless at all times and walking a tightrope every day in order to maintain the ingenious balance of domestic forces.

Bai Xiaoqi was thinking about how to express this feeling, when the phone rang suddenly, it was from her elder brother, she answered the phone while walking outside and whispered: "Hi, brother."

Bai Xiaoliang's hearty laughter came from the phone: "Hahaha, my sister has really good eyesight!"

"what?"

"Mu Bai's painting has become a national gift, take me to congratulate my brother-in-law!"

Bai Xiaoqi's soles were numb, and she almost tripped herself. She quickly looked around, but fortunately, she was already very close to the gate, and none of her classmates heard her brother's words: "Brother! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense, talk about business, you send me the location of your studio, and I will talk to Mu Bai about something."

"what's up?"

"I heard that Mu Bai wrote more than a dozen poems at the banquet. I would like to ask him if he would like to publish a personal collection of poems?"

"The posting position is fine, but the background story of the poetry collection is for me to write, and I was there at the time."

"Hey, I didn't expect that my sister is still a witness. Okay, no problem!"

"This time you have to pay me the royalties. You didn't even pay me the royalties for the last collection of poems."

"Forget, forget, I will definitely give it this time, and I will give more!"

Just as Bai Xiaoqi was about to say something to her brother, she noticed a sports car galloping towards her.

squeak!
With a sudden brake, the sports car slanted to a stop at the door.

The driver's door opened, and a woman jumped out, rushing towards the studio.

Bai Xiaoqi was taken aback, isn't this the businesswoman from Qi State who visited the studio a few days ago!

(End of this chapter)