Tender trapping

Zhuo Wenlang has seen many works of mainland designers, and it was the time when the three-dimensional concept was emerging. Many commercial designs would use various techniques to make their works three-dimensional and colorful.

But Ran Xu's style seems to be different. He chose a lot of low-saturation colors and made the brochure look like a camera with an origami design. The back of the photo paper can be produced, and the back of the photo paper is the promotional copy.

The entire brochure tends to be flat, but it does not appear simple, but very novel.

What Zhuo Wenlang got was a sample, and he put the palm-sized brochure in his palm, and he went back and forth to look at it for a long time.

"How is it?" Ran Xu scratched his fingers, looking a little embarrassed.

In fact, he himself is quite confident in this design. After all, it took a lot of time and he had communicated with Lin Yingying many times, but this was only among the students—Zhuo Wenlang opened a toy store, and he came from the 1980s style. Look, I'm afraid he has seen many more designs than students like Ran Xu and the others.

Perhaps Zhuo Wenlang will consider more commercial or market-oriented things. Regardless of personal feelings, Ran Xu is still very much looking forward to hearing comments from him.

Zhuo Wenlang's fingers holding the brochure are beautiful, skinny and slender, and the brochure seems to look a little more attractive in his hand.

Time seemed to stand still, and when Zhuo Wenlang raised his head again, his gaze was more playful: "I think it's very good, why do you want to do this?"

"Really?" Ran Xu heaved a sigh of relief and laughed.

It's very strange, obviously many people praised his design, including those old professors, but there has never been a compliment like Zhuo Wenlang's "very good".

The joy was almost overflowing, and Ran Xu felt relieved, and began to talk to Zhuo Wenlang about the design.

While he was talking, Zhuo Wenlang stared at Ran Xu's smiling eyes.

This child blinks subconsciously when he laughs, and his curly eyelashes are like butterfly feathers, with scales and powder falling down, making people itchy and numb.

In all fairness, every part of Ran Xu's facial features is based on Zhuo Wenlang's aesthetic point, otherwise he wouldn't have thought about this child the first time he saw him.

Although he is a little cripple and a little short in stature, these are not big problems in Zhuo Wenlang's view - nothing is perfect, he can just pay for this face.

However, it seemed that the more we got along, the more surprises this kid gave him.

"So, do you mean that when it is officially printed later, a photograph should be selected and placed on the front of the paper?" Zhuo Wenlang asked at the right time.

"Well! I left it blank now, just put it back later." Ran Xu said, dragged his legs and walked two steps quickly to the sofa, took his schoolbag, and put a series of thumbnails sent by Lin Yingying on the In front of Zhuo Wenlang.

"Which photo do you think is the best?" He looked up at Zhuo Wenlang, with honest trust in his words.

Most of the photographic works are related to the sky, and there are more sunsets and morning glows. It is probably easier to express the sense of color and time span, and there are also some others.

At that time, the cameras used by students were generally not too expensive, and the photography major was newly opened in recent years, and the works presented were still somewhat insufficient.

But in terms of composition and ingenuity, there are also many good photos.

Ran Xu was dazzled for a moment, wanting Zhuo Wenlang to help him choose.

He originally thought that Zhuo Wenlang would choose a few photos that he liked based on the aesthetics of the general public, but he didn't expect that person to look at such a stack of photos seriously.

Then Ran Xu discovered something, Zhuo Wenlang seemed to know a lot about photography.

He picked out the photos with various technical or compositional flaws, rearranged the rest of the photos, put them together, and motioned Ran Xu to come over and take a look.

"Which one of these photos do you like better?"

Ran Xu leaned his head over, carefully examined the rest of the photos, and finally landed his finger on a photo with a silhouette of a dead tree in the starry sky: "Is this one?"

Zhuo Wenlang chuckled twice, and the voice came from directly above Ran Xu's head.

Ran Xu blushed, only to realize that the two of them had gotten closer and closer because of discussing the photos, and now they were almost head to head. He subconsciously moved his head back, but realized that the action was too sudden.

However, Zhuo Wenlang didn't seem to notice this, his eyes still fell on the scattered photos, serious: "Well, I think the same as you... eh? What's the matter, suddenly you are so far away from me?"

Ran Xu didn't dare to answer, and hastily changed the subject: "My thoughts are more subjective. The main reason is that I have always liked this kind of wilderness-themed works, and the starry sky matches the tone of the overall brochure."

"Like the wilderness?" That's a bit unexpected.

This child who looks like a rabbit is actually interested in places full of wild nature.

Ran Xu blushed when he was asked, coughed lightly, and added: "Actually, I haven't really been there, but in the photography magazines I saw in the village, there are many deserts and Gobi that feel so far away. Well, curious too."

On this topic, Ran Xu didn't say any more.

He came out of that remote and backward mountain village. In fact, he has never been anywhere except this city and his hometown. His knowledge of those distant scenery is only from various magazines and picture albums... But Zhuo Wenlang is different, he His speech and behavior reflect his superior background.

Talking about this in front of him will make Ran Xu feel inferior.

Fortunately, Zhuo Wenlang didn't ask too much, talking to this man was really comfortable, he always avoided uncomfortable topics, intentionally or unintentionally, he was extremely considerate.

Before leaving, Zhuo Wenlang once again mentioned to Ran Xu about changing jobs, this time his attitude was more serious: "Before I didn't think carefully, I forgot your major. After reading your work today, I want to invite you again You joined 1980, as a designer."

"Me?!" Ran Xu's eyes widened in surprise, "Mr. Zhuo, stop joking, how can a student like me..."

"Don't refuse me in a hurry." Zhuo Wenlang interrupted him, with a smile in his eyes, he took out a dark blue scarf and tied it around Ran Xu's neck, "If you come to the store, your usual salary is the same as that of ordinary shop assistants. But correspondingly, you have to design a new work for me every month, and if it is on the shelves, we will talk about the share."

When Zhuo Wenlang said these words, he spoke very sincerely, as if standing in front of him was not a boy ten years younger than him, but a serious partner.

"In addition, the paints, computers, etc. used during the store will be reimbursed by the store." The man added, tidying up the scarf he tied, "Xiao Xu, please give me an answer if you think about it again, there is no rush. "He gave Ran Xu a meaningful look.

In fact, it was considered, but Ran Xu knew that he had no reason not to agree.

For one thing, what happened just yesterday was like a wake-up call for Wu Yong to visit again, and it would be a stupid act for him to bite the bullet and run to the nightclub again.

Secondly, the conditions offered by Zhuo Wenlang are really good, not to mention whether they will be divided or not, but the reimbursement of painting materials is already attractive enough.

Ran Xu had to admit that he was moved.

Zhuo Wenlang sat in the car, rolled down the window and watched Ran Xu leave with a smile on his lips.

He knew that Ran Xu would definitely agree, and everything would continue to develop according to the script he had arranged.