Chapter 186

This is really not a good proof. Lu Yang can't carry 5000 yuan of cash with him. The deposit in the bank card can't be seen on the card. Lu Yang thought and said, "I opened the Dragon Internet cafe next to me. If you don't believe it, I can take you to see it. Ask the network manager yourself, or let's go to the bank now and let you see the deposit in my bank card!"

A new year passed, and Lu Yang earned more than 10000 yuan from the Dragon Internet cafe. The contribution fee at the starting point plus the 10000 bonus at the top of the monthly ticket list was almost 50000.

Therefore, Lu Yang still has 60000 or 70000 yuan in his bank card.

Teacher Yan, the middle-aged man opposite, stared at Lu Yang's eyes and didn't feel like lying. Then he put the picture scroll in his hand in front of Lu Yang. His hoarse voice said, "I believe you for the time being. This is my recent work, one is landscape painting and the other is figure painting. See if my level can meet your requirements."

"Good!"

Lu Yang agreed with a smile, picked up the first picture, untied the red rope outside, and slowly unfolded the picture.

A landscape picture outlined with a brush appeared in Lu Yang's eyes. The towering mountains and rivers flowing eastward gathered together. An eagle hovered over the river, with vigorous claws and cold and fierce eyes.

A vast breath came to my face.

"Not bad! You are really an expert!"

Lu Yang's eyes lit up, and then he opened another painting volume. When he saw the first landscape painting, Lu Yang was already very satisfied. Looking at the figure painting again, he just wanted to open his eyes again.

When the second painting volume is opened, it is still an ink painting. In the painting, there is a broken bridge. At one end of the broken bridge, there are countless armored soldiers looking frightened. At the other end of the broken bridge, a wild general with a full face and a ferocious expression sits on a dark horse with a bloody snake spear in his hand. The wild general opens his mouth and drinks angrily. The bridge deck in the middle of the broken bridge is disintegrating and falling.

"Zhang Fei drank Dangyang bridge?"

Seeing this picture, Lu Yang subconsciously asked such a sentence.

Teacher Yan on the opposite side finally showed a little smile and nodded: "yes! It's Zhang Fei who broke Dangyang bridge!"

Zhang Fei's drinking of Dangyang bridge is an allusion in the romance of the Three Kingdoms. It is said that when Liu Bei was stationed in Xinye, Cao Cao personally led 500000 troops to hunt down Liu Bei. Liu Bei was killed all the way, and even his wife and children were lost on the battlefield. Therefore, there is an allusion that Zhao Yun Changbanpo rushed to kill seven in and seven out of Cao Ying to save ah Dou.

However, when Zhao Yun took Xiao Adou to the Dangyang bridge, he killed for too long and was exhausted. He couldn't kill and retreat the countless pursuers behind. At this time, Zhang Fei, a winged man, rode alone, stopped at the head of the Dangyang bridge with a Zhangba snake spear and shouted three times. He just broke the Dangyang bridge and stopped Cao Cao's countless pursuers.

Not to mention whether this allusion is too exaggerated, the teacher Yan opposite can draw such a lifelike painting according to this allusion, which still shocked Lu Yang.

"How's it going? Is my level OK?"

Seeing that Lu Yang had finished reading two pictures, teacher Yan asked.

Lu Yang smiled admiringly and said: "Mr. Yan is too modest! I can only marvel at your skills. I am a novelist. I am currently preparing a new book on Xianxia. The world background is very big. I am afraid I can't remember many settings when I write in the later stage, so I want someone to draw some maps for me, including a map of the divine world, a map of the fairy world and a map of the demon world. In addition, I also have I have set up some temples, fairy palaces, magic palaces, and some huge sects. If I can, I also want teacher Yan to draw them for me. I don't know if teacher Yan will take this list? "

Yan Shiyi, the teacher Yan opposite Lu Yang, frowned patiently. After listening to Lu Yang's request, he shook his head and said, "there are too many pictures you asked for. I can draw them for sure, but I have to draw so many for 5000 yuan. No! I can't draw so many pictures in two months. 5000 yuan is too little! I can't take my list."

"Money is not a problem! Five thousand is no good. I can pay ten thousand! As long as your paintings can satisfy me!" Lu Yang didn't want to paint those temples and fairy palaces. He had this idea just after watching Yan Shiyi's paintings.

Still that sentence, as long as the value for money, Lu Yang is willing to spend money.

As long as he can help himself write his new book better, Lu Yang doesn't care about 10000 yuan. A satisfied reader can earn this 10000 yuan back.

On the contrary, if the new book can't satisfy the readers, tens of thousands of reward allies may be gone.

"Ten thousand dollars?"

Yan Shiyi, who had packed up his paintings and was ready to leave, was surprised and looked up at Lu Yang. He couldn't understand. The young man in front of him was not like the rich second generation childe who couldn't spend all his money. What map could he be willing to spend 10000 yuan to write a novel?

"Are you sure? What novel do you write? Can you make ten thousand dollars?"

A young man in his twenties says that he writes novels, which has been disapproved by people. In the eyes of middle-aged people of Yan Shiyi's age, those who can write good novels are at least as old as them. What can they write in their twenties? Do they understand love, family affection and responsibility? How many dark sides of the world have they seen? Lack of life experience, what can they write What do you want?

Can you make ten thousand dollars?

This question made Lu Yang laugh.

Even before his rebirth, although his novels sometimes hit the street, he could earn ten thousand yuan if he wrote a book with one million words, but it was far inferior to the office workers outside.

"Well, the house I rent is nearby. Go and have a look with me. There are some novels published by me. After reading those sample books, you should be able to believe my sincerity!"

After thinking about it, Lu Yang decided to let teacher Yan know that his book was not for self entertainment, but for tens of millions of readers, so that he could draw those pictures for himself.

Yan Shiyi nodded suspiciously, put away two volumes of paintings and went out of the cafe with Lu Yang.

More than ten minutes later, Yan Shiyi followed Lu Yang into Lu Yang's rental house.

"Where is your published novel?"

Just after entering the door, Yan Shiyi asked this.

Lu Yang didn't talk nonsense. He smiled and took him into his study. He pointed to three rows of brand-new sample books on the shelf and said with a smile, "those are all! You can take them down and have a look!"

Lu Yang's works now include "doomsday wasteland", "master legend", "Three Kingdoms warlords" and "infinite killing".

Each book has at least thirty or forty episodes, and each episode has two sample books. Except for a set of "doomsday wasteland" brought back by Lu Yang to his hometown and several copies given to the necromancer and Bai Jingjing, all the others are in the summer vacation. There are two or three hundred copies. Some of them are in simplified Chinese, and the books are obviously thick.

"You wrote all this?"

Looking at the dense new books on the shelf, Yan Shiyi was shocked. He pointed to the books on the shelf and looked at Lu Yang in surprise. He didn't see that the young man had this ability when he met in the cafe just now.

Seeing that he didn't come forward to get the sample books on the shelf, Lu Yang smiled and took down two copies. One is the traditional version of the Three Kingdoms warlords and the other is the simplified version.

Smiling, he handed it to Yan Shiyi and said, "you can have a look! There is my profile behind the cover!"

With that, Lu Yang took out his ID card from his wallet and handed it to Yan Shiyi to prove that Wen Chou and Lu Yang introduced on the cover were himself.

Yan Shiyi took the two sample books and Lu Yang's ID card, opened the cover of the book, and sure enough, he saw the author's profile behind the cover. His pseudonym was Wen Chou, formerly Lu Yang. He is currently studying at H City Normal University in mainland China

"I didn't expect that you are young and have made such achievements. I underestimated you before. Now I'm sorry to tell you! Well! Since you're not a ticket writer, I'll draw the pictures you want, and the reward is not 10000 or 8000. It's my honor to draw a background picture for a great writer like you! If you have any requirements, you can do your best Just tell me! I'll try to satisfy you. "

Touching the beautiful covers of the two sample books, Yan Shiyi returned his ID card to Lu Yang with some emotion and nodded to take over the business.

Lu Yang is so young that he has made such achievements. He is a university teacher over 40. He is ashamed and has always been pretentious. He didn't expect that young people are so fierce now.

From here, it can also be seen that Yan Shiyi does not understand online novels. How many of the great gods who write online novels are old now? Around the age of 20, a book is sealed every year.

"Don't! I paid five thousand, but I didn't intend to draw the back pictures. I decided to increase the back pictures temporarily after seeing teacher Yan's painting skills. Teacher Yan doesn't need to reduce the price. Ten thousand is ten thousand!"

Speaking of this, Lu Yang made a request with some embarrassment.

"If teacher Yan thinks highly of me, Lu Yang, I still have a small request. I don't know if teacher Yan can agree?"

"What do you say!"

After seeing such a variety of books, Yan Shiyi was much more polite to Lu Yang. He was no longer the master's attitude towards ordinary students.

Lu Yang smiled and said: "Teacher Yan's painting level makes me marvel. What about me? After seeing teacher Yan's masterpiece, I really want to learn painting, and I don't want to reach your level. As long as I can learn one or two achievements! When I learn some skills from teacher Yan, I can't draw a big map in the future. A single character can still draw by myself. I don't know if teacher Yan can give me some free guidance ？”

Lu Yang was not distracted. After seeing Yan Shiyi's paintings, he couldn't help but have such an idea. At that time, he thought in his mind that if I could also draw, when writing novels in the future, I could draw those characters according to the image set in my heart.

What a meaningful thing?

If you ask others to draw, it is impossible to draw the figure in Lu Yang's heart.