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"Okay, then you can just draw something and let me see."

In the afternoon, after paying the bill, Su Chen closed the shop a little earlier. Su Chen left Xia Fan on the second floor, planning to start teaching from scratch.

"Anything, can I draw anything?"

Xia Fan looked up at him with some uncertainty.

Su Chen was fiddling with the messy computer desk drawers, without raising his head, he said, "Yes, you can draw what you think you are best at. It doesn't matter how you draw it. I mainly want to see how good your skills are."

"But I don't know what I'm good at." Xia Fan said weakly, holding the drawing tool in his little hand, he hesitated to draw.

"It's okay, draw whatever you want, let's do it, draw first, and ask if you don't understand." Seeing Xia Fan dawdling and still observing, Su Chen couldn't help urging.

So Xia Fan had no choice but to start painting.

Seeing this, Su Chen nodded in satisfaction, then sat on the chair and checked Weibo for a while.

About five minutes later, he was concentrating on eating melons in a celebrity's comment section, when he suddenly felt a light poke on his right shoulder.

Um? Has Xia Fan finished his painting?

Su Chen, who was thinking so, turned her head, but her right cheek was poked by her fingertips.

"Haha, the teacher has been tricked."

Xia Fan withdrew his little hand and showed a lovely smile.

Seeing this scene, Su Chen felt "awsl".

Really girly cute.

Unfortunately, it's a boy.

After reciting "It's a pity it's a boy" in his heart countless times silently, Su Chen coughed lightly and said, "Hey, are you done painting?"

"En." Xia Fan responded obediently.

"Come on, let me see."

He took the drawing paper.

Although he had already been vaccinated in his heart, the picture that caught his eyes still made him almost vomit old blood.

Hmm, maybe it's hard to explain in terms of painting.

The paper is probably a square, with a triangle on top of the square, and a word "Tian" under the triangle.

On the whole, it is just an arrow with a few lines added.

Yes, just like the graffiti of kindergarten children, evenly matched.

Very abstract, but also very neat.

Is this what you think you are best at?

After staring at this painting for a long time.

Taking care of Xia Fan's self-esteem, Su Chen reluctantly managed his expressions, and praised: "Well, although the intuitive feeling is a bit abstract...but it still looks very neat, um...your rocket is well drawn. "

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Xia Fan's big eyes were covered with mist.

"Teacher... Actually, what I drew is not a rocket..."

"?"

"... What I drew is obviously a house."

Su Chen: "..."

He calmly picked up the drawing paper and continued to look at it carefully, and finally he understood.

Oh, it turns out that the "field" under the triangle means windows, and the triangle is the eaves.

Good guy, forgive me for the level of this style of painting is too "high", he didn't understand it at first glance.

"That's it, sorry..."

The atmosphere in the studio was a little awkward.

Looking at Xia Fan who was lowering his head and gradually sinking, Su Chen felt that there was a long way to go.

Even if I teach, I usually teach some illustrators with extremely high painting skills, or art workers.

It was so sudden that he brought a beginner Xiaobai into the palace of painting, and he was not used to it.

That day, after working so hard and working overtime to help Xia Fan with tutoring until after dark, Su Chen was finally secretly relieved.

But when he got home, he started to worry again.

It's too tiring for this Nima to bring a newcomer.

He suddenly felt a little regretful at the time, and his heart softened and he agreed to Xia Fan.

Hey, the errand that I agreed to, I have to teach it on my knees.

soon.

In this way, I taught Xia Fan from the beginner's little things. After three days, the situation changed.

Of course, it was not Xia Fan's business, but Su Chen's.

Early in the morning, Su Chen caught the morning plane and flew to Shanghai.

According to the schedule that store manager Xu arranged for him, now he needs to go to the headquarters of the Magic City in advance as Mao Xuewang, rehearse the order of appearances, and prepare for tomorrow's music event audition.

The audition time is from 2:00 to 5:00 tomorrow afternoon.

The venue is Bilibili’s dedicated venue for large-scale events. The indoor and outdoor space has a huge space and a very high layout, which is more than enough for an event.

Here, Su Chen first wandered around the venue with store manager Xu, and then went to the backstage to get in touch with the other judges in advance.

This time there were three judges including himself.

Among them is Liu Changhai, a middle-aged composer recommended by Penguin Music.

By the way, this person should also be sent by Penguin Music to reward the first place music teacher.

The other one surprised Su Chen a little. It was actually a voice actor who had worked with him several times, Miss Aiyi.

"Hello! Teacher Maoxuewang!"

At this time, this sister Yu was greeting him cordially.

Speaking of which, Aiyi is a public figure who is a voice actress and an idol, and has released some albums, singles, etc. Although she is not as serious as a star, she is quite well-known in the circle.

Together with Liu Changhai, both of them can be regarded as musicians with real talents, and they are completely different from Su Chen, who is a half-hearted judge who is present on behalf of station b.

Don't look at his independent composition of "All You Give Me", but that is just a song, it doesn't mean anything, at most it makes people feel a little amazing.

This is like a small transparent up host at station b, who happened to have a video with more than five million views. It seemed to amaze the audience, but in fact, the audience would not pay attention to him because of this video. Like him, worship him, pursue him.

Both are the same truth.

One success doesn't mean anything, you have to maintain a high level of high production, and the audience will look at you differently.

So even Su Chen, who had a successful experience of composing music once, still represented Station B this time and attended as a "special delegate".

After a few people exchanged pleasantries in the backstage for a while, store manager Xu walked aside, whispered a few words to the staff, and then gestured to Su Chen.

A face of mystery.

The latter couldn't help but wonder in his heart, "Did this bad old man come up with some bad idea again."

In the end, after following store manager Xu and the staff into a small dark room, Su Chen looked around and found that it was actually a spacious dressing room.

Why did the other party bring him to the locker room?

He couldn't help but have question marks in his heart.

Is it possible that the ugly face of capitalism is finally exposed? Want to find a Bai Fumei to unspokenly rule yourself?

Damn it, I will definitely not give in to grandma!

"Su Chen, I brought you here because I have an unkind request."

Store Manager Xu said with some embarrassment.

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