To have such employees, Li Jianghe feels that he is very lucky to be a boss.

Subordinates who work overtime voluntarily and do not receive overtime pay are the perfect part-time workers.

"If Director Tian hadn't been urged by his parents, he might not have left on New Year's Day," the painter next to him said with a smile.

"Don't listen to his nonsense." Tian Xiaopeng ate a piece of meat in embarrassment and muttered: "My parents are urging me to get married at home, so it's not as clean as here."

"Then go and have some fun. I, the boss, can't stand your work anymore." Li Jianghe also picked up a piece of meat, "I remember, Lao Tian, ​​you are from Pingjing, right?"

"Well, I was born and raised in Pingjing and went to university in Pingjing, but I didn't study animation, but software." Tian Xiaopeng said with a smile: "Things are unpredictable, and many of my classmates in the same batch made software and became famous.

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"You can also get it, although the current salary is a little less than that of programmers." Li Jianghe felt a little embarrassed when he said this, "But wait until the year before, I will personally transfer the bonus to your card, and I will definitely not let you lose your status.

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"That's a small thing," Tian Xiaopeng said, "I love doing this business. It doesn't matter how much or how little money I have. I'm happy when I have more money, but I'm not sad when I have less money. When you live your whole life, you have to do something you like. This is called a man.

Son."

"Man," Li Jianghe raised the water glass that served as a wine glass: "Here's to you, man."

"I remember that this mutton is very particular, right?" Li Jianghe poked at the mutton on the plate.

"That's right, I loved this one when I was a kid. The piece on your plate is made of cucumber strips. The piece of meat is two colors and tender." Tian Xiaopeng picked up another piece of meat, put it on the plate and said, "This is the top of the sheep brain."

, close to the sheep brain, you can see that the fat is messy, like broken flowers."

"I didn't expect Director Tian to be an old gourmet," Qi Hanyuan said with a smile.

"We cook mutton just like you eat duck here. If you look at the duck, can you say a few words?" Tian Xiaopeng shook his head.

"Speaking of which, do you think the duck from Yingtian is better, or the duck from Pingjing?" Lu Yeming asked.

"That's different. It's said that Taizu of the Ming Dynasty loved to eat duck. When Yongle settled in Pingjing, the habit of eating duck followed? In fact, it is divided into hanging oven roast duck and braised oven roast duck, and

The Jinling duck here is different." Tian Xiaopeng was eloquent, and it seemed that the ducks were eaten as well.

After eating and drinking, Tian Xiaopeng showed Li Jianghe his achievements in the past few days.

Several beautifully drawn atmospheric pictures.

"This kind of atmosphere picture is used to show the overall style, that is, the temperament of an animation." Tian Xiaopeng pointed to the pictures, "Boss, take a look, which one do you like better?"

"It doesn't matter which one I like," Li Jianghe shook his head. "The key is which one you like and which one the audience likes. That's important."

These pictures all center on the Great Sage. In one picture, the Great Sage has an unruly expression, in another, there is a bit of joking, and in another, he has a nonchalant expression.

The background is a sky with dark clouds, and countless figures are faintly visible.

The great sage with an unruly expression pointed his stick at the sky. The joking face carried the golden cudgel across his back and held it in place with his hand. The indifferent great sage looked at the golden cudgel but not at the sky.

All three pictures are in Chinese style.

There is also an independent one that looks relatively unrefined and has a Japanese style.

"Why is this one so sloppy?" Li Jianghe asked curiously.

"I don't like Japanese. We have our own animation tradition." Tian Xiaopeng shook his head: "But I still gave it a try. Halfway through the experiment, I knew that it was not what I wanted to draw. If domestic animations and comics are the same in the future,

Ri Feng, then those of our generation who fail to pass on our own classics are sinners."

"How long have you been thinking about painting this?" Li Jianghe asked.

"It's been a long time. I came up with this idea after I made part of the Journey to the West animation in 1997." Tian Xiaopeng looked at the remaining three paintings, "Of these three, boss, which one do you like best?"

"The last one doesn't look at the sky." Li Jianghe pointed at it and said happily: "I think this one looks like the great sage in my heart, a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals. It's not as funny as the stick in my hand."

"The degree of completion of this one is relatively high." Tian Xiaopeng looked at it again and said, "Actually, it's okay to look at the little monk."

"Okay, it's up to you to make up your mind anyway." Li Jianghe looked at it a few more times, "This style of painting is quite good."

"Authentic ink style, the Utopia in Heaven at that time had a background in Peking Opera. I'm afraid we can't do it." Tian Xiaopeng regretted: "Including the architecture, music, and stage design, tsk, the Utopia in Heaven at that time was simply a work of art.

It’s a timeless classic.”

"Classics are meant to be surpassed." Li Jianghe patted Tian Xiaopeng and asked, "Are you confident?"

"Yes, but this one is impossible," Tian Xiaopeng said, "After all, we don't have as strong an accumulation as Shangmei."

"It will happen in the future," Li Jianghe said leisurely: "Shangmei didn't have such accumulation as soon as it built the factory. It was the power of the country. Now we are just the power of individuals."

"Yeah", Tian Xiaopeng nodded solemnly.

"Don't be too tired." Li Jianghe put his arm around Tian Xiaopeng's shoulders and said, "Old Tian, ​​you should combine work and rest."
Chapter completed!