The male supporting role he pretends to be fierce [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 70 Old Accounts

When Jiang Yi went back to school, he saw Shao Yang waiting for him outside the subway station as expected.

Shao Yang was holding a cup of oden in his hand, still hot and smoking. When he saw Jiang Yi coming out, he handed the oden to Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi remembered that he mentioned that he wanted to eat oden once before, but he didn't expect Shao Yang to remember it.

I was a little hungry on the way from home, and I felt very happy when I ate oden.

Shao Yang: "What did your mother ask you to go home for?"

"It's nothing, I miss me, I want to see me," Jiang Yidao said, and brought a bunch of oden to Shao Yang, "Do you want to eat?"

Shao Yang didn't doubt Jiang Yi's words, he stretched his head over and took a bite of a fish ball: "Eat it, I ate it on the way here just now," he said, chewing and swallowing what was in his mouth, and said to Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, "You heard it, you've eaten it."

The corner of Jiang Yi's mouth twitched: "Are you an idiot?"

Shao Yang rubbed against Jiang Yi with his elbow, he really looked like a big dog.

After eating oden, they couldn't eat too much, so the two of them ate some other snacks in the small street behind the school, and they were almost full.

Seeing Shao Yang, Jiang Yi's mood did improve a lot, but he always felt that there was something stuck in his heart, which made him very uncomfortable. He thought about it carefully, and suddenly asked, "Why did you chase him out that day?"

"Huh?" Shao Yang was holding a milk-flavored lollipop at that time, his cheeks were bulging, he didn't react when he heard Jiang Yi's question at first, and his slightly wide-eyed look became even more silly.

Jiang Yi reminded: "Just the day you were injured."

"Oh~" Shao Yang smiled inexplicably, "That day I planned to follow you as soon as you went out, but you gave me a painting before you left, and I admired it for a while before I followed. run with you."

That day Jiang Yi thought that Shao Yang was packing up and going abroad, and he also thought that he forgot Shao Yang's birthday, so he made up a gift for Shao Yang.

It was actually a portrait of Shao Yang. He rushed out after finishing his homework in the afternoon. The drawing was not detailed enough, but it showed what he thought Shao Yang looked like.

Mentioning that painting, Jiang Yi was actually quite embarrassed, because he didn't have enough time to prepare, and he couldn't paint it in detail. Giving such a crude gift to Shao Yang was always not careful enough.

Jiang Yi lowered his head, blushed and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you not want to take my painting at that time?"

"I want everything you give me. At that time, I just didn't expect you to give me something again. I didn't react, so I didn't take it," Shao Yang said, "You drew me, which means that during the period when you painted me, your brain All I think about is me, I am very happy, so I watched it for a while longer," he paused, "Fortunately, you were not injured that day."

Jiang Yi subconsciously glanced at Shao Yang's legs, and seeing his erratic walking posture, he remembered that when he went for a review a few days ago, the doctor said that Shao Yang's legs were almost healed, so he silently looked away, and whispered: "Liar!" people."

"Huh?" Shao Yang was slightly puzzled.

Jiang Yi: "Before that, I deleted my friends and gave me a cold face in the cafeteria."

Shao Yang's hand holding the candy was visibly stiff, and then he smiled lightly and said, "Are you going to settle the old score with me?"

Jiang Yi was stunned for a moment, although he didn't mean it at first, but as he talked, it really seemed like he was turning over an old score with Shao Yang.

Jiang Yi faltered for a moment, then lowered his head.

The two took two steps, Shao Yang suddenly said: "My fault, I'm sorry."

Jiang Yi didn't expect Shao Yang to apologize, but after Shao Yang said this, Jiang Yi finally let go of the tension in his heart for a long time, and then boldly asked: "Is it true that you said you were not planning to go abroad?"

Shao Yang pinched Jiang Yi's face: "You are here, how can I be willing to leave?"

Jiang Yi's face was pulled out of shape, but his heart was sweet, and then he repeated Shao Yang's words in a very low voice: "Yes, you are here, how can I be willing to leave."

Shao Yang: "What did you say?"

Jiang Yi smiled: "Say you are stupid, why didn't you find out that you are so stupid before?"

Shao Yang raised his eyebrows: "Can you treat friends the same as you treat boyfriends, don't you think so, little boyfriend?"

Jiang Yi's heart skipped a beat.

The title "Little Boyfriend" is really sweet, especially when Shao Yang deliberately lowered his voice, saying that it was just for him to listen to alone, it was really unbearable.

Jiang Yi blushed, spit out the word "良" for a long time, and walked forward quickly with his hands in his pockets.

Shao Yang followed up from behind, hooked Jiang Yi's shoulders, and leaned forward with a stern face.

After returning home that time, Jiang Yi didn't go home for more than a month, and Miao Ping and Jiang Dahe didn't call to talk about it again.Jiang Yi also has a better grasp of the painting method of dynamic and still life, and slowly returned to the first and second level of the studio, which is on par with Liao Miqing. In addition, because the culture class is not as tense as before,

Jiang Yi has more time to spend on painting, and more and more jobs are accepted online, and he is much more proficient in using the board than before. Now he can basically draw one or two head portraits in a night, and he can also take another one on weekends. For relatively large orders, helping others to paint wallpaper illustrations and so on can be regarded as a considerable income.

Marcopo also suggested to Jiang Yi that he could try to draw some comics. Now there are many painters, and many painters will post their original comics online for others to read.

Marco Po said: "We are still students now, so we don't have much time to draw, and Brother Jiang, you have received so many avatar orders. If you can't update regularly, you should not sign the platform. You can post it on Weibo first. Play, increase your reputation, Weibo has a lot of traffic every day, if you draw well, it is easy to be seen. When you become popular, you can accept advertisements and draw advertisements, and then you can make a lot of money.”

Jiang Yi doubted: "Can you be popular? I just want to accept the advertisement."

"Why can't it be popular! It must be popular! Brother Jiang, you are the best, I believe in you," Marcopo acted like a brainless fan, "every time you take an order and promote it to customers on Weibo, Regularly post some short comics or touch fish pictures, if you like comics, it is easy to become a fan, Brother Jiang, trust me!"

Jiang Yi thought about the feasibility of Marco Po's proposal.

In fact, Marco Po’s proposal is not a good idea. In the last few times he has received orders, he found that many of them are repeat customers. Those who have painted avatars before are satisfied, so they come to place orders again, and many customers will chat with him. Chat, and even want to see other things painted by Jiang Yi.

But after Jiang Yi came to this world, most of his paintings were homework assignments in class, or orders received from the Internet, and he rarely drew other things by himself. In fact, there were not many things to draw, so there was nothing to take Get a handmade painting.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Yi felt that this plan was feasible.

A few days later, Yao Yuming brought a message: a painting competition was held in the province, and the contestants could be high school students. As soon as the news came out, all the art students in the studio were eager to try it. All students who want to participate sign up.

When get out of class was over, Yao Yuming specifically approached Jiang Yi and asked him to consider signing up: "If you get a place in this kind of competition, the college entrance examination can be counted as an extra point."

Jiang Yi thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

The idea of ​​this competition was determined by the competition party. In previous years, there were no mandatory rules for the style of painting, and there were no mandatory rules for the painting method. As long as the painting was in line with the idea, it would meet the official requirements.

In this case, it is even more difficult for the contestants, because there is no specific drawing method, sometimes the mind may go blank when seeing the topic, and they can’t think of what to draw for a while, so a lot of money will be wasted in trying to draw. time.

The competition time is in mid-May, about half a month before the competition. There are six students with high grades in the studio who have signed up for the competition. Jiang Yi, as one of them, has been participating in Yao Yuming's special training for the competition during this time , so the students in the class and the studio come separately, and the place of painting is not limited to the usual studio, but will go outside to paint the location. Yao Yuming will give them a different idea every day, let them draw according to the idea, The concepts of the previous competitions were basically drawn for them.

Jiang Yi often draws avatars recently, and when he is free, he also draws some short comics, which is very beneficial for competitions that require thinking and creativity. After several times, Jiang Yi found that it is not difficult to draw, but the difficulty lies in the interpretation of the concept , There are many traps in those ideas, and if one accidentally steps into the trap of the question maker, then the drawing will deviate from the track, no matter how good the drawing is, it will not get a high score.

This time, Yao Yuming gave the concept of "book". There are many things to consider for the single word "book", but Jiang Yi got very low points this time.

The explanation given by Yao Yuming is: "Although you drew a lot of books and a person reading a book this time, you didn't analyze the deep meaning of this idea. You can't get high marks just by drawing books or people reading. Look at this picture drawn by Liao Miqing."

Jiang Yi glanced at Liao Miqing's painting. Liao Miqing's painting was very simple. It was an open book with a drawing of a boy with slightly long hair on it, and the words "the book has its own Yan Ruyu" underneath.

No matter how Jiang Yi looked at it, he felt something was wrong. Why did the boy's face look a little like Tang Shengjing?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-01-0117:01:33~2020-01-0123:56:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 2 three;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Qianhe;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of JYS; 2 bottles of Yunxi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!