Moonlight Variations

afternoon.

In Chuli, who was obsessed with proofreading Agui’s "Hearing and Hearing", here was deleted and there was reduced, and she was dizzy. She eagerly looked forward to the day's portrait of q finally swayed, throwing away the proofreader and couldn’t wait to open the place. A draft composition came over--

Before opening, Chuli glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer. The time was just right, and there were still ten minutes before the end of work. In theory, it could not be more accurate "before get off work".

"..."

Chuli clicked on the "draft", and then I was very surprised to find that the completion of the draft seemed to be beyond the description of "draft". I thought the so-called "draft composition" should be just some messy lines, with outlines of characters, Posture and general composition stand

But what Cocoon sent was obviously a line draft that was almost completed--

The female cocoon is worthy of the female cocoon. The reasonable figure is still reassuring. The figure in the painting is slender, handsome, with slightly drooping heads and loose hair, eyebrows eye-catching swords, and a bold nose. He is sitting on a boulder. , Slightly sideways is probably wiping the sword, a few strands of hair are hanging down from the edge of his handsome cheek...

Chuli breathed a sigh of relief, and then it hurts again: The two-person spread has been said, what's the matter with only one person? And isn’t it a draft? Give the line draft directly. What should I do if I change it then?

[Navy invited by the monkey: How come the degree of completion is so high? 】

[Brococoon: When I paint, I feel like I continue to paint, hey! 】

Chu Li:………………Are you not complimenting you!

[The navy invited by the monkey: With such a high degree of completion, it might be troublesome to change the composition? 】

[Brococoon: Huh? 】

Chuli: Huh what! Is it possible that you don't want to change? !

[Brococoon: It’s not that I don’t want to change the picture. First of all, I have read "The Book of Luohe". This picture has existed in my mind for a long time; secondly, according to the personage and scene picture given by Zhou Chuan, now I want to draw this one well. The posture and demeanor are also very consistent and very sensible... If you want to change, it may not be as good as it is now. 】

[The navy invited by the monkey:...]

[The navy invited by the monkey: Okay, let’s put aside the question of whether to change it or not. Let’s make sure that it is not a two-page spread that was said that day. Why is there only one person and one person? 】

[Brococoon: You also said that this character has a very high degree of line drafting, so the other person didn’t have time to draw. The position should be standing behind him... I’ll circle it for you. No, let’s talk about an afternoon’s How can time draw so much? 】

First gift: "..."

It turned into me forcing you to expedite the draft?

If you draw a draft, you must be too late, my friend!

What we say is just a draft-the kind of draft that can be directly changed if it is not suitable!

Of course it’s too late to finish the coloring directly...

Chuli was helpless, and called for Ah Xiang, who was packing things up next door and was about to go home from work.-Ah Xiang himself was also an art major. Although he doesn’t paint now, he still has the basic knowledge, so he usually draws the manuscripts he handed in. What colors, composition, perspective, and proportions of the pictures, the picture part of the book she was in charge of designing Yu Yaodu went to give her full control...

At this moment, Axiang walked over and glanced at the draft: "Perspective is right, and the characters are also beautiful as a cocoon. There is nothing wrong with it, just how to be a single person, isn't it a two-person spread? And Isn't it a draft? After finishing this line draft, it can start to be colored. What's the matter?"

"...The teacher told me in a tone of'artist's inspiration is hard to understand, you know what a fart', and I traced the line when I was happy," Chuli paused and continued, "Also, another head said It’s too late to paint, it should be the figure standing behind him: you can make up your own brain for the specific figure."

Ah Xiang was silent.

After thinking for a while, he said slowly: "Let her finish drawing two drafts of human heads for you to see-I see this person is folding towards the left ">" symbol... Generally this kind of character orientation will lead to the book The name can only be placed on the left, which is very bad: because the books are stacked to the right when they enter the newsstand or some bookstores. If your book title is placed on the left, what will happen? "

Chuli thought about the scene when passing by the newsstand on weekdays, hesitated, and suddenly said: "It will cause the book's name to be blocked by other books stacked on top of it-ah, how can it work?!"

Axiang nodded: "So the American editor will place the title of the book in the center or on the right by default-you have to make it clear to Yuu, it must be like this. If she doesn't want to revise the manuscript, then we have to level the whole picture. Flip: It can be, but the works of artists who are generally less than skilled at home will be ugly when flipped horizontally, and there will be bugs in the hairstyle, clothing and dominant hands of the characters..."

Chuli raised his head and watched as Ah Xiang talked so much for the first time, and kept talking in a flat, smooth voice about the knowledge accumulated over the years of designing... For the first time, he felt that Ah Xiang's image was so tall!

She nodded in response to "good, good," and turned to tell Cocoon about the various precautions that Axiang said. She finally typed the words and sent it out, and then looked up, Cocoon's head had turned black--

Not offline

It is invisible to him online.

Chuli rolled his eyes and left a message to the black-and-white portrait who seemed to have entered the mourning hall with the reasons and precautions to be changed. After speaking, he closed it directly and prepared to go home from get off work: because of historical experience Lessons, to get a formal answer from Cocoon, she might have to go through a new round of long waiting next.

On the way home from get off work, Chuli asked: "If the last draft of the cocoon is not enough, can we change people?"

Axiang: "It's too late, you can open the official Weibo and take a look."

Chuli logged into the official Weibo of "Moonlight" with his mobile phone, and found that the official blog had made a thin mosaic of the draft of Niang Niang Niang's afternoon teaching and posted it with the words: [Guess, this male **** is——]

Below are a bunch of "Wow Cocoon Big", "Wow Luo River Book of Gods", "Wow Cocoon is going to draw a cover for Hiukawa, look forward to it"...

As the official Weibo controller for a long time, Chuli looked dazed: "Who did it?"

A Xiang: "Teacher Xia commanded, Lao Miao conducts on-site operations, which is called a warm-up wave."

Chu Li: "………………………………Which is preheating, no one wants to inform me of this editor before preheating?"

Chu Li: "No one wants to inform me the poor editor who may not be able to urge the manuscript and thinks that the painter might be replaced??!!!!!!"

Axiang: "No."

First gift: "..."

...

after an hour.

When Chuli came home, the key opened the gate of the yard and looked up and saw a man and a dog saying goodbye silently under the eaves. The man was dragging a suitcase in his hand. He was still dressed in black and wearing sunglasses...

Chuli silently raised his head and glanced at the setting sun that was almost sinking to the top of the mountain, then silently retracted his gaze, forcing himself not to make a fuss and say: "Teacher is going to the airport, it's almost dark this day..."

What are you doing while wearing sunglasses?

I haven't signed for sales, and Weibo won't publish photos. Who knows you, why is it not Hu Ge to be so mysterious!

Hiukawa touched Ergouzi's head, raised his head and glanced at Chuli from behind his sunglasses. I didn't know if there was anything in Chuli's words after he said "um". Dogs are honest, eat and sleep on time, don't go to the house and spend time everywhere."

First gift: "..."

How do you play Huan, holding Ergou to pee on your pillow?

As Chuli watched silently, Shirakawa came out carrying the box with a low voice: "If you don’t have enough canned food, please call me or you can buy me and come back for reimbursement; on Friday, take Ergou to change the medicine and remove the stitches; when I’m away [Tenant Thirty rules of the code] are still in effect, and bipedal males are not allowed to take home - nor are roosters, you shut up, do you dare to lift the bar?"

"..."

Just shut up.

Chuli closed her mouth and nodded, swallowing the snarling that came to her lips, saying that she didn't want to waste his tongue to refute him... At this moment, the man walked to her and stopped, took off his sunglasses, and stared at her with his brown pupils for a moment. Suddenly, he said, "...I saw the morning message."

Chu Li: "...I just complain about it--"

"You have long been asked not to use cocoons, and there will naturally be a lot of problems with the painter with bad character. Do you still expect a person who is inconsistent and scolds his fans to be disgusting to treat the editor like Haoyue Bright and respect? I told you that you still don't believe it, now you know it was wrong-it deserves it."

Chuli remembered that when she was a child, she was reluctant to wear long trousers in the winter. As a result, she caught a cold. At that time, her mother scolded her in this tone while forcibly filling her with medicine... It seems to have crossed.

Chuli: "... You took off your sunglasses just to say this?"

Shirakawa: "I took off my sunglasses to see the regret on your face-yes, it's the expression now, very standard: regret."

Chuli raised his hand and touched his unremarkable face: "Teacher, go slowly, wallet and mobile key."

Hiukawa disdain: "It's not a three-year-old kid."

First gift: "ID card."

The disdain on Jiukawa's face paused, and was replaced by emptying three seconds later. After three seconds, he stuffed the suitcase in Chuli's hand, turned and hurriedly walked into the room... Chuli stretched his neck speechlessly After watching for a while, he closed the yard door, gave the suitcase to Ergou to take care of him, then walked back to the house and put on the ugly pair of dying plush slippers and shouted in the house: "Teacher, have you found it?"

"If I find it, I will stay in the house and lay eggs?!"

"..." Look at this desperate person, it's not that I hid your ID card... Chuli put down her bag, kicked and walked to the study room with slippers, "Don't put such an important thing as your ID card in your wallet, you Where I put it, how can I put everything indiscriminately—"

"If you have this empty taunt, it's better to help me find it." A disgusting voice came from the next room.

Chuli entered the study and glanced at the desk. Laptops, ashtrays, a newly opened pack of tobacco, lighters, drafts of handwritten manuscripts, fountain pens, and ink bottles were scattered all over the table... Chuli sighed, and cleared the table while standing. I rummaged through this messy garbage dump, glanced at the draft paper, and wrote something on it that was probably set by the novel——

...New text?

Chuli picked it up and took a look, and then found that Shirakawa didn’t just write about oriental fantasy this time, it seemed like he was going to write about oriental fantasy romance. This article is actually a heroine. What is the heroine’s name "Lukui", but There is only one name. Next to this name is drawn something very old-fashioned like a sword box...

Chuli was afraid that Shirakawa would be clamoring for these drafts in the future, and did not dare to throw them around. He arranged them on the table and tidied the table. Finally, he picked up all the information books on the table one by one and shook, and finally became her. When I reached a thick dictionary, I only heard a "click" and a small square plastic piece fell off...

Chu Li: "???"

How can anyone use their ID card as a bookmark in the dictionary?

Picking up the ID card, he hurried out of the study, and called out the great **** who was still rummaging through the boxes in the room-the man saw the ID card in Chu Li's hand and his eyes lit up, and he took it over: "Thank you."

Chuli nodded perfunctorily: "Grandpa and aunt behave well."

The man put on his sunglasses again. This time he went out in a hurry. He walked to the front of the yard, opened the door, but stopped for some reason. He turned his head and glanced at the door. His furry slippers, the little girl holding her arms intently watching him leave, suddenly moved in his heart...

Raised his eyebrows, he used **** to tuck the ID card without thinking, and said: "I owe you personal love."

The first ceremony was stunned.

Then he waved his hand: "Forget it, hurry up and leave you."

The man showed a serious expression: "Wait for me to come back."

Chuli's head "boom" lightly leaned against the door frame, and finally smiled: "Don't come back."

The man sneered, pushing the box towards the garage, Er Gouzi wagging his tail and followed his **** tightly. One person and one dog walked into the underground garage. Chuli faintly heard Ergouzi's dog barking. Hikawa's rare and gentle voice sounded, saying "come back next week" "don't talk"... A few minutes later, the underground garage There was the sound of a sports car starting, and after a while, the yard became quiet.

Er Gouzi opened the door with his nose, slipped into the house, kicked the door with his hind legs, rubbed his paws on the footmats of the entrance, then went into the house and jumped on the sofa, closed his eyes and slept peacefully: he didn't see to the owner. The matter of about to travel far away seemed uncomfortable at all.

First gift: "..."

The dogs raised by the actor are the kings of dogs.

...

On the evening of the day, the plane flew to the neighboring province to participate in the Writers Association Conference. After looking for the ID card, the phrase "I owe you favor" left by the man was originally regarded as a whisper by Chu Li——

What she didn't expect was that this was actually not a whisper, but a huge flag.

On the first day after Jiuchuan left, Empress Cocoon had no news.

On the second day after Zhouchuan left, Empress Cocoon found no such person.

On the third day after Zhouchuan left, Empress Cocoon sank into the sea; Yu Yao asked, where did the cover of "Luohe Book of Gods" go;

On the fourth day after Zhouchuan left, Empress Cocoon disappeared from the world; Editor-in-Chief Xia personally added the first ceremony and asked about the progress of the cover design of "The Book of Luohe".

On the fifth day after Jiuchuan left, in Ah Xiang’s reminder, "No matter how gentle you are, you will never get the draft." The initial mentality collapsed. There were more than 30 crazy cocoons in the group, and they finally exploded. Ms. Cocoon, Ms. Cocoon said like a okay person——

[Brococoon: I’m sorry I didn’t go to Q a few days ago]

First gift: "..."

What's your business? Is there another Yotu guy who is blocking you at your door with a kitchen knife? I only believe in this.

[Brococoon: Wait a minute, the last details need to be revised, I will do it now, and I will post the manuscript to you tonight. 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: Teacher, you finally showed up, okay, okay! 】

A Xiang, who watched everything, said, "Betting on a cart of bananas, she won't show up tonight."

Chu Li: "Don't be like this, be optimistic."

At this point, Chu Li, who was still optimistic, breathed a sigh of relief, and spent a day in the innocence of thinking that he could finally face Editor-in-Chief Xia... Go home at night, cook for Ergou, feed Ergou to eat After cooking and feeding myself, I took a bath and walked out of the bathroom. Chu Li looked up and found that it was already ten thirty in the evening——

Chuli was silent, always feeling as if she had forgotten something. On Weibo, she saw Empress Cocoon lovingly saying "go to bed, good night" to her little fans. She finally remembered what she had forgotten.

After thinking about it, the phone did not receive any unread messages tonight. At this time, I had a bad feeling in my heart. I opened q unbelief, and it was as quiet as a chicken in q——

Cocoon girl?

nonexistent.

Chu Li almost threw her cell phone out of the window because of suffocation. At this moment, she really knows what it means to ride a tiger. In anxiety, she climbed onto the window of the attic and sat on the window to bask in the moon in an attempt to collect the essence of the sun and the moon. Feisheng leaves this mentally retarded mortal world that can drive normal people to death...

Sitting on the window was blowing the evening breeze in summer, and I don't know which plant of Ye Lai Hua scented her headache.

His gaze was erratic, and he finally settled on the courtyard door at his feet. Chuli paused and sat up abruptly. Suddenly he remembered that five days ago, there used to be such a handsome, tall, mighty and handsome man standing there, smiling. She said: I owe you a favor.

Chu Li: "…………………………"

...

then.

Thirty minutes later.

In the remote city of A, in a villa located in the mountains, rivers and lakes, the man sitting at the table was staring at the bowl full of red dates, peach gum, white fungus and bird's nest. When he was stunned, his mobile phone vibrated suddenly.

He shivered, raised his head, and silently looked at the woman in his fifties who was sitting on his right hand staring at him with affection and urgency. For a long time, he grabbed the phone as if he was relieved, and said lightly: "Mom. , It seems to be the editor call of Yuanyue News Agency."

The woman smiled and nodded: "Go pick it up. Your dad will be back soon. You can wait for him to drink sugar water."

"..."

The man grabbed the phone and fled.

Walked back to the room on the second floor, closed the door, sat on the bed, moonlight poured in from outside the house, half of the man's body was swallowed in the darkness... He looked down at the endless mobile phone shaking in his hand, slid, and posted it. In the ear, "Hey", I was about to ask "What are you doing with Banana Man"——

However, before he had time to say half a word, the familiar voice on the other side of the phone roared--

"Lady Cocoon really took my mother's life! She actually played Fairy Jump for me! I was wrong, Mr. Hiukawa, the trouble of finding an ID card is now returned to me at the expense of hue!!! Now!!! Immediately! !!! Now!!! Now!!! Thank you!!!!!!"

Hikawa: "..."

He took the phone away from his ear, and the man stared at the bluffing phone like a monster for a while: I don’t know if it’s too late to hang up and pretend that I’ve never picked it up?

The author has something to say: Come on, come on, 111 red envelopes... It’s true to tell from the Jinjiang balance to send red envelopes like this every day. I think I can send them to Children’s Day.