In December, the north wind came, and the cold people wrapped themselves into a big zongzi.
Wei Jing is wearing a cream down jacket, stepping on thick snow boots, his nose is flushed by the wind, half of his face is buried in the scarf, like Santa's little elk, cute to explode.
Wei Zhe walked next to the child. He had a good constitution and was not afraid of the cold. At present, he only wore a black coat with an open collar, revealing a dark blue cotton sweater. His body was straight and his eyebrows were like ink paintings. He could see his future beauty.
Xu Jiahui's family lives in the north of the high-grade villa area, a three-story villa with its own garden and strong privacy.
Wei jingzao and Xu Jiahui have made an appointment to come over today. At present, they have just arrived and have not knocked at the door. Xu Jiahui rushes out like a small firecracker and shouts excitedly, "ah, ah!!! Wei Jing, you're here. Come in. It's cold outside! My mother baked cookies, and we ate them together... "
Wei Jing was startled by him. He patted his chest, breathed heavily in his mouth, and said, "good!" With that, the child saw Xu Jiahui and Xu's mother standing at the door together. He said with a smile, "Hello, uncle and aunt."
"Come on in!" "It's warm in this cold day," said Xu Jiaming
Wei's elder brother followed Wei Jing and politely handed the beautifully packed fruit basket to Xu's husband and wife, "Mr. Xu, madam Xu, excuse me."
Xu's husband and wife were stunned and looked at each other. They did not say anything and welcomed people in.
As soon as he entered the door, the warm air from his face made him feel comfortable. Wei Jing took off the Beige Scarf and hung it on the brown red coat rack, and changed into a pair of plush slippers. The layout of the living room is a common idyllic style. The beautiful immortality flowers are wrapped in retro newspapers and hung on the wall.
Sofa cover is a small white flower, a look to know is Xu's mother selected.
On the tea table, there are several plates of cookies in the shape of small animals. The color of burnt yellow makes people have a big appetite.
Wei Jing is a little envious of Xu Jiahui. He is walking behind the elder brother and looking up at his brother's big back. The child is holding his thumb in a tangle. Forget it, he still doesn't want to talk to him. He is busy. How can he trouble him?
Decorate the apartment, he He can do it himself ~ ~ ~
several people chatted in the living room for a while. In Xu Jiahui's reluctant eyes, Wei Jing took his picture album and went to the studio with Xu Jiaming.
In the spacious and bright space, several paintings of Xu Jiaming are hung on the wall. In addition, there are also some immature, but very smart oil paintings. Wei Jing was curious. He pointed to one of them and said, "uncle, is this Xu Jiahui's painting?"
Hearing this, Xu Jiaming chuckled and said, "just my son, can't even hold the pen well? Still painting? Don't think about it. It was painted by a disciple of mine. Although he is still young, he is really talented in this field. "
Wei Jing exclaimed, "Wow! Will he come here today? "
"Well." Xu Jiaming nodded. "He'll be here in a moment. You can draw together."
"Come on, come on, draw one you like, let me see."
"Me?" Wei Jing blinked and thought for a moment. He quickly drew a cool Q version villain in in the album. I like it. It must be big brother! Wei Jingmei Zizi thought.
The child's hands are round, white and tender, and the nail plate is healthy pink, with small crescent. Xu Jiaming's eyes flashed with amazement. He said, "what you painted is Your big brother
"Well." Wei Jing nods heavily.
The man looked at the child and said, "have you learned painting before?"
"I taught myself." Wei Jing lowered his head and said vaguely, "it's just reading the books of my tutor's painting, and then I'll learn how to draw." In his last life, he watched many videos of teaching painting, but in this life In 2002, the network has just emerged and is in the exploratory stage. Where is the teaching video?
"Well done." "At your age, you don't have systematic learning. It's great to paint like this. Have you ever thought about your future path? "
Wei Jing's black eyes were shining at Xu Jiaming, and he said in a loud voice, "I'm going to be a cartoonist and draw lots of good-looking comics."
After hearing the speech, Xu Jiaming didn't breathe for a breath. He almost died He expressed so clearly that he wanted to teach him, how could this child reduce his status to be a cartoonist? This kind of feeling, is like seeing a piece of jade, just want to make a stone.
At this time, China's animation is under estimation. Unlike IP development in the future, it can't accumulate fans on various social software, and can only be published in magazines such as comics.
With Xu Jiaming's position, he naturally despises it.
This is a kid. He doesn't know anything. Take your time. Xu Jiaming said to himself in silence in his heart. He looked down at the child and coaxed him: "do you like oil painting? Would you like my uncle to teach you how to draw oil paintings
Wei jingnao scratched his head and felt something wrong.But But the great painters of the future have said so. It should be no problem for him to learn. After all, they all want to draw composition. There is little difference between them.
Hello! It's a big difference. Hello!
Just after Wei Jing started his work, Xu Jiaming found that his foundation was very stable. At present, two people, one teaching and one learning, one was a talented painter with great talent, and the other was a puppet child with future memory. Naturally, they were very happy.
Outside the community.
A little boy about 12 years old was wearing an old cotton padded jacket and some degummed shoes. As soon as the security guard of the community saw him, he said with a smile, "Li Pei, come again."
"Well, Hello, uncle." The child nods, his eyebrow is fresh and beautiful, at present eyebrow is slightly bad, bring a melancholy breath, let a person heartache.
"In this cold day, hurry in Uncle in his thirties beckoned him to leave.
The cold wind in winter makes people shiver subconsciously. Li Fei runs to his master's yard and rings the doorbell. His family was poor. His father was fond of gambling, and his mother was timid. Before that, he was beaten by his father. The master saved him and took him home to give him clothes and food. Finally, seeing that he had the talent of painting, he simply accepted him as an apprentice.
It has to be said that Li Fei was born to eat this bowl of rice,
after only one year of learning, his paintings can be sold better, and even two of them have sold at a good price, which can more or less subsidize the writers. Of course, thanks to the master. Otherwise, even if he has more paintings, it will be useless if he has no contacts.
Different from usual, as soon as Li Fei entered the hall, he saw a young man sitting on the sofa. He looked like he was about the same age. He was well dressed and had a mature bearing that he did not have.
Li Fei's body was stiff and stiff, and his face was a little shriveled and said hello to his mother and Xu Jiahui.
"Ah! Brother Li Fei, you are here With a howl, Xu Jiahui jumped to Li Fei's side, pointed to Wei Zhe and said, "Dangdang, this is Wei Zhe, my good friend's brother. Big brother Wei Zhe is super powerful. He is only 13 years old and has already read senior three. "
An hour later, there are so many idols of Xu Jiahui.
Senior three? Li Fei's face was startled. He He can't even have some problems in the sixth grade. He has already been in senior three? Really How amazing!
"Hello, my name is Li Fei." The young man had a somewhat timid air way.
Xu Jiaming's disciple? Oh! So my brother's going to be with him for a long time? Wei Zhe stood up, eyebrows such as ink painting, black eyes deep charming, he said politely: "Hello, I am Wei Zhe."
"Xiaofei is here to find Jiaming! He's in the studio. Just go up. " Seeing Li Fei's formality, Xu's mother spoke gently.
"Then I will go up and trouble my mother."
"Go
Xu Jiahui looks at another person he likes to leave. Don't mention it in his heart. How can he always rob people from him? I hate you (╯`╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯╯ Who knows, the teenager answered a phone call, a little apologetic way: "sorry, I have something to do temporarily, Wei Jing please you, I'll come to pick him up in the evening."
"Are you going alone?" After hearing this, Xu's mother said uneasily: "I'll let my driver send you off."
"Don't bother. The place I'm going to is near here." Wei Zhe politely but strongly refused.
Xu's mother looked at the child and suddenly did not know what to say. She could only watch him walk out of the living room with firm steps.
Rebirth, rapid accumulation of property.
This is the goal Wei Zhe set for himself. According to his memory, he found a movie that would be a big hit in the future. He hoped to participate in the investment, but he was rejected because of his age. And today, people over there called him.
There's nothing unexpected, is it?
Because one of the investors had a big boss withdraw his money temporarily, the movie process was suspended several times. Finally, the director gritted his teeth, sold his house, and took a loan to film the film.
And now Why does the director have to cling to his age when he is such a "bear child" who is "stupid and has a lot of money"?
Anyway It would be nice to have investment.
Wei Zhe didn't have much money in his hand. The lucky money and pocket money from his childhood and the five million he earned from the Ye family made a total of more than 10 million yuan.
Less investment, high profit, quick money, low risk, now only the current one.
When he has more money, he can do something else.
In the back seat of the taxi, Wei Zhe squinted. Through the window glass, he looked at the blue sky. No one would have thought that only a few decades later, the place had been occupied by fog and haze, and the sky had become a piece of gray.
As no one would have imagined, the power of the network will eventually develop to an incredible level.
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