Little Terrified Bun

In December, when the north wind hits, people who are cold directly wrap themselves into a big rice dumpling.

Wei Jing was wearing a creamy yellow down jacket, with thick snow boots on his feet, his nose was red from the wind, and half of his face was buried in the scarf, like Santa's elk, so cute.

Wei Zhe was walking next to the child. He was in good health and was not afraid of the cold. He was only wearing a black overcoat with the collar open to reveal the navy blue cotton sweater underneath. His beauty is extraordinary.

Xu Jiahui's family lives in a high-end villa area in the north. It is a single-family three-story villa with its own garden and strong privacy.

Wei Jing had already made an appointment with Xu Jiahui to come here today, and now they have just arrived, before they knocked on the door, Xu Jiahui rushed out like a small firecracker, shouting excitedly, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh why case the world's better!" Come on, come in, it's cold outside! My mom baked cookies and we eat them together..."

Wei Jing was taken aback by him. He patted his chest, panted the breath in his mouth, and said, "Okay!" After finishing speaking, the child saw Xu Jiahui and Xu's mother standing at the door together, and he smiled at the opposite side , "Hello, uncle and aunt."

"Come in!" Xu Jiaming said heartily, "It's so cold, the house is warm."

The elder brother of the Wei family followed behind Wei Jing, and politely handed the beautifully packaged fruit basket to the Xu couple, "Mr. Xu, Mrs. Xu, excuse me."

The Xu couple were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and welcomed them in without saying anything.

As soon as he entered the door, the heating that hit his face made people feel comfortable. Wei Jing took off the off-white scarf and hung it on the brown-red coat rack, and changed into a pair of velvet slippers.The layout of the living room is a common pastoral style. The beautiful preserved flowers are wrapped in retro newspapers and hung on the wall.

The sofa cover was made of small white florals, and it was obvious that Xu's mother had chosen it.

There are a few plates of small animal-shaped cookies on the coffee table. The burnt yellow color makes people appetite.

Wei Jing somehow envied Xu Jiahui, he was walking behind the elder brother, looking up at the tall brother's back, the child pinched his thumbs tangled, forget it, or not to talk to the elder brother, the elder brother was already busy, How could he bother big brother?

To furnish the apartment, he...he can do it himself~~

Several people chatted in the living room for a while, under Xu Jiahui's reluctant eyes, Wei Jing took his picture album and followed Xu Jiaming to the studio.

In the spacious and bright space, there are several Xu Jiaming's own paintings hanging on the wall.In addition, there are some immature but very spiritual oil paintings.Wei Jing was a little curious in his heart, he pointed to one of them and said, "Uncle, is this Xu Jiahui's painting?"

Xu Jiaming burst out laughing when he heard the words, "Puff Chi", "It's just that brat in my family who can't even hold a pen? Still drawing? Don't think about it, this is drawn by one of my disciples. Although he is still young, he is here One line, but really talented!"

Wei Jing exclaimed, "Wow! Will he come over today?"

"Yeah." Xu Jiaming nodded, "He'll be here in a while, and then you can draw together."

"Come, come, draw one you like and let me see it."

"Me?" Wei Jing blinked, thought for a while, picked up a pen and quickly drew a cool Q-version villain on the album, I like it~ that must be the big brother!Wei Jing thought happily.

The child's hands are round and white, and the nails are a healthy pink with small crescents.A flash of surprise flashed in Xu Jiaming's eyes, and he said, "This is what you drew...is your elder brother?"

"En." Wei Jing nodded heavily.

The man looked at the child and said, "Have you ever learned to draw?"

"I have taught myself." Wei Jing lowered his head and said vaguely, "I just read the books on painting taught by others, and then learned to paint by myself." In his previous life, he watched many videos teaching painting, but in this life...in 2002 , the Internet has just emerged and is in the exploratory stage. Where did the teaching video come from?

"The painting is very good." Xu Jiaming praised without hesitation: "At your age, you haven't studied systematically. Painting like this is already great. Have you thought about what path you will take in the future?"

Wei Jing looked at Xu Jiaming with bright black eyes, and said loudly: "I will be a cartoonist in the future, and I will draw a lot of beautiful cartoons."

Xu Jiaming couldn't catch his breath when he heard the words, he was almost useless, he, he...he expressed so clearly that he wanted to teach him, why did this kid want to become a cartoonist at a low price?This feeling is like seeing a piece of rough jade and insisting on making it a stone.

At this time, China's animation is underestimated. Unlike in the future, it will not be able to develop IP, nor can it accumulate fans on various social software, receive advertisements, and can only be published in magazines such as comics.

With Xu Jiaming's status, he naturally dismissed it.

This is still a child, he doesn't understand anything, he has to take his time.Xu Jiaming said to himself silently in his heart, he lowered his head and looked directly at the child, coaxingly said: "Do you like oil painting? Uncle taught you to paint oil painting, okay?"

Wei Jing scratched his head, feeling that something was wrong.

But... But the great painters of the future have said so, so he should have no problem learning, after all, they all want to draw composition~~ the same thing with minor differences.

Hello!What a big difference!

Just when Wei Jing started to work, Xu Jiaming found that his foundation was very stable. Right now, there are two people, one is teaching and the other is learning. One is a very talented painter, and the other is a fake child with future memories. Naturally, they get along very well. joy.

outside the community.

A young boy of about 12 years old was wearing an old cotton jacket and some shoes that had been degummed.As soon as the security guards in the community saw him, they greeted him with a smile, "Li Pei, here we go again."

"Well, hello uncle." The child nodded, his brows were delicate, and his brows were slightly crooked, with a melancholy aura that made people feel distressed.

"It's so cold, let's go in!" The uncle in his 30s gestured for him to leave quickly.

The cold winter wind blew, making people shiver subconsciously. Li Fei ran to his master's small yard and rang the doorbell.His family is poor, his father likes to gamble, and his mother has a cowardly temperament. Before he was beaten by his father, his master rescued him and took him home to give him clothes and food. In the end, seeing that he had a talent for painting, he simply accepted him. took him as an apprentice.

I have to say 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 were sold at a good price, which can more or less subsidize the writer's family.Of course, this is all thanks to the master, otherwise no matter how many paintings he has, if he has no connections, it will be useless.

Unlike usual, as soon as Li Fei entered the hall, he saw a young man sitting on the sofa. The man looked about his age, well dressed, and possessed a maturity that he didn't have.

Li Fei froze, lacking confidence, and greeted his teacher and Xu Jiahui with a somewhat shy face.

"Ah! Brother Li Fei, you're here!" Xu Jiahui howled, jumped to Li Fei's side, pointed at Wei Zhe and said, "Dangdang, this is my good friend Wei Jing's brother—Wei Zhe. Brother Wei Zhe is super powerful, he is only 13 years old, and he is already in the third year of high school."

An hour later, Xu Jiahui had only one more idol.

Senior year?Li Fei couldn't hide the surprise on his face, he...he didn't even know some problems in the sixth grade, and this person is already in the third year of high school?Really... so amazing!

"Hello, my name is Li Fei." The boy said with a bit of flinching.

Xu Jiaming's disciple?Well!So it means that my younger brother will be with him for a long time?Wei Zhe stood up, his eyebrows were like black ink, and his black eyes were deep and charming. He said politely, "Hello, I'm Wei Zhe."

"Xiao Fei is here to find Jia Ming! He's in the studio, just go up." Seeing Li Fei's restraint, Mother Xu said gently.

"Then I'll go up, please trouble my wife."

"Go!"

Xu Jiahui watched another person he liked leave, not to mention how aggrieved he was, bastard dad, why do you always snatch people from him?Hate you(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

But fortunately, he still has brother Wei Zhe. Xu Jiahui turned his head and looked at the young man with sparkling eyes... Who knows, after the young man answered a phone call, he apologized slightly: "Sorry, I have something to do at the moment, Wei Jing Just please, I'll come pick him up at night."

"Are you going alone?" Mother Xu said worriedly after hearing this, "I'll let my driver take you off."

"Don't bother, the place I'm going to is very close to here." Wei Zhe refused tactfully but firmly.

Mother Xu looked at the child, suddenly she didn't know what to say, she could only watch him walking out of the living room with firm steps.

Reborn once, quickly accumulate property.

This is the goal Wei Zhe set for himself. Based on his memory, he found a movie that would be a hit in the future, hoping to participate in the investment, but he was turned away because of his age.But today, the people over there called him.

No surprise there, is it?

Because a big boss among the investors temporarily withdrew the capital, the film process was suspended several times. In the end, the director gritted his teeth, sold the house, and borrowed a loan to shoot the film.

And right now...with such a 'bear kid' who is 'stupid and rich', why does the director obsess over age?

Anyway...it would be nice to have an investment.

Wei Zhe didn't have a lot of money in his hands. The New Year's pocket money from childhood to adulthood, plus the 500 million he earned from the Ye family, totaled just over 1000 million.

Low investment, high profit, fast money, low risk, now only this one.

When he has a little more money, he can do something else.

On the back seat of the taxi, Wei Zhe squinted his eyes. He looked at the blue sky through the window glass. No one would have thought that after only a few decades, this place would have been invaded by smog, and the sky had become It was a gray one.

Just like no one would have imagined, the power of the Internet will eventually develop to an incredible level.

The author has something to say: Wei Zhe: I am about to start earning money, please ignore my age.

Wei Jing: I just want to be a cartoonist, why did I become a great painter in the end, is there something wrong?