Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

As a top student at the National Academy of Fine Arts, Ji Xiaotao's painting skills are naturally impeccable. The only shortcoming is that the plot is too thin and narrow.

The world-renowned Doraemon, which has been serialized for half a century, is so fascinating because of its wild and unrestrained imagination.

Just those magical props that were imagined out of imagination were enough for Ji Xiaotao to study for a long time, so Li Weijun only depicted the most intuitive and controllable magical props, such as the bamboo dragonfly, the time machine, the arbitrary door, the magnifying and shrinking flashlight.

As expected, Ji Xiaotao, who had always been exposed to Western paintings that focused on form, was instantly captivated by this novel comic form.

Unlike oil paintings that are rigid and lifelike in every scene, comics not only have extremely simple lines, but more importantly, the creativity of the plot far outweighs the visual presentation.

So, it was a huge challenge for Ji Xiaotao to insist on drawing Doraemon.

Li Weijun seemed not to care about it, as domestic comics were booming at that time, led by the Shanghai Film Studio. Works like The Tadpole Looking for His Mother and Havoc in Heaven were the pinnacle of animation at that time.

It just gradually declined later. As a Chinese who was born and raised here, if Ji Xiaotao had really created Doraemon and released it earlier, it could be regarded as Li Weijun's contribution to Chinese animation on Weibo.

While Ji Xiaotao was patiently frowning as she digested the comic plots, Li Weijun did not linger and took a comfortable cold shower. He then leaned against the window to look at his treasured embroidered picture album.

After this period of reviewing the past and learning new things, Li Weijun has almost tasted all the romantic stories of Mr. Ximen, so he plans to criticize the book "Shang Dengcao" these days.

When Ji Xiaotao in the living room came to her senses, Li Weijun had already turned off the lights and gone to bed, which made the little girl feel a little unhappy.

Women's intuition and sixth sense have always been extremely accurate, especially for a woman like Ji Xiaotao who is sensitive and suspicious.

As soon as she made eye contact with Li Weijun, Ji Xiaotao could clearly sense Li Weijun's ambition to have sex with her.

Ji Xiaotao was no longer surprised by this. As a rich girl, her parents were both high-ranking officials, and she herself was quite pretty. As long as the news got out, her admirers would probably line up from Pudong to Puxi.

Although people pay attention to matching the family background and internal digestion these days, Ji Xiaotao is a picky person. When she looks at the second generation who do nothing all day long, relying on the influence of their parents and doing nothing, she feels more contempt and disdain in her heart.

However, children from poor families rarely have thick eyebrows and big eyes like Li Weijun, and are so handsome, so Ji Xiaotao has been an icy beauty who keeps people at a distance for many years.

When she was at the National Academy of Fine Arts, Ji Xiaotao was even praised as the modern-day Baosi and the Epiphyllum Fairy. There was not much derogatory meaning in this; it was simply a label for her difficulty in smiling. After finally forcing out a smile, it would quickly disappear like the Epiphyllum.

"Tsk, thinking about the differences between men and women at this time, I think it's very much like Jia Baoyu's father, Jia Zheng, in Dream of the Red Chamber, who is so hypocritical."

After mumbling a few words, Ji Xiaotao did not linger any longer. After packing up her painting tools, she pushed the door open and went up to the one-room villa not far away.

"Miss Ji, the chief of staff and the political commissar are here to see the leader. I think they are very angry. They are having a meeting on the second floor now. I think we should avoid them for a while."

Hu Dingguo's guard ran over and explained with an embarrassed look on his face.

Ji Xiaotao, however, showed no fear at all: "My dad is the same. He said he was visiting Uncle Hu, but why did he bring people here in the middle of the night? He has nothing to do all day long and seems to be monitoring us around the clock. It's really annoying, don't you think, Xiao Zhao?"

Xiao Zhao was so angry that he felt like he was facing a great enemy. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and said hurriedly, "Miss Ji, please don't make it difficult for me. How dare I say bad things about the chief of staff? Parents are the most caring people in the world. I believe the chief of staff must have good intentions."

"Tsk, you are such a wimp!"

After passing through several guards, Ji Xiaotao lifted her hair, pushed the door and walked in.

The room was filled with smoke. Several middle-aged men in casual clothes were gathered in the living room, chatting about something with serious expressions.

After seeing Ji Xiaotao break in, a middle-aged man with a dignified face and good appearance sitting near the door frowned and said: "Xiaotao, you have been spoiled by your mother..."

Before I finished speaking, Ji Xiaotao seemed to have expected it and added, "She's like a crazy girl all day long. She doesn't paint, but covers her head, thinking about something. She can't show any attitude. Your second aunt's eldest daughter has a child who's about to have soy sauce. At my age, when can I enjoy the happiness of having children and grandchildren around me?"

As he spoke, he rolled his eyes in annoyance, which made everyone present burst into laughter.

"You...have learned to be stubborn!"

Ji Guochun was choked by the words and stood there for a moment. After opening his mouth slightly, he didn't know what to say.

Hu Dingguo and the political commissar at the side tried to smooth things over and said with a smile: "Old Ji, don't underestimate our Xiao Tao. She has a keen eye and a keen eye for talent. It was thanks to Xiao Tao's efforts that we were able to discover Li Weijun this time. And from the looks of it, Xiao Tao might be looking for a good son-in-law for you."

"A good son-in-law? How could I not know her? Only his mother and I can stand an old girl who never gets married. By the way, Lao Hu, are you sure there is no insider information behind the result of 9 seconds?"

Ji Guochun glanced at Ji Xiaotao who was making a face, and was too lazy to pay attention to this troublesome girl. He turned his gaze to Hu Dingguo who had a rosy face.

If it weren't for the friendship between the old comrades, Ji Guochun would never have believed that someone could run the 9-meter race in just 58 seconds.

As a senior official from the military and the political commissar of the military region, Ji Guochun was all too familiar with the result of 9 seconds.

Even the most famous sprinter in the entire military region could only run 10 seconds at his fastest.

Li Weijun's time of 9 seconds is a double-edged sword. Looking at the whole world, he is unique.

If we can really win the first place in the Tokyo Olympics, beat all the competitors and win the first gold medal for the country, then the contribution can be imagined.

Li Weijun will definitely become the most dazzling star in the whole country, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is extremely rich.