I heard that bamboo horses are going to attack me

Meng Yun sent him a card: "This is a card for signing in. You are the first to come today, so I will add [-] points to your usual performance. If you perform well, the chances of staying are very high."

For Yu Zhou, Meng Yun was very sure, and felt that he had the greatest hope of staying here.

The task was assigned today, and what Yu Zhou received was the posters of each department drawn on the playground.

Although Yu Zhou can draw, he spends most of his daily life on trivial mechanical parts. He has never tried other things, which only shows that his ability to imitate is very strong, but Meng Yun believes in him. , and handed over the matter to him.

Hou Xiaoyan made an appointment with a manager in the afternoon to help him with financial management, so he didn't see Yu Zhou when he came out of the dormitory, but when he passed the playground, he saw a figure holding a paintbrush on the publicity board newspaper, scribbling .

He was very familiar with that figure from the back, it was Yu Zhou.

He walked over quietly, stood behind Yu Zhou and patted him on the shoulder lightly, "You can be sent to draw posters at your level. I really don't know what the president of the student union thinks."

"At the beginning, he asked me what my specialties were. I only had one drawing, but I usually draw some mechanical parts. I can't draw all the mechanical parts on every blackboard, right?" Yu Zhou put down his brush, and he It was also a helpless move, so I planned to mix all the colors together, and then painted it on the blackboard newspaper, and then said plausibly: "Don't you see that all the well-known painters at home and abroad are like this? This is art."

Hou Xiaoyan couldn't help but want to expose him, and it was for his own good to discourage him: "He is a well-known painter, but you are not, so what he draws is art, and what you draw is unsightly."

Hearing what he said, Yu Zhou was already in a somewhat gloomy mood, and it was even more gloomy.

"You don't have to be discouraged, I have a good solution." Of course, Hou Xiaoyan couldn't look at his discouraged look and not help.

"what?"

"You can go to Baidu to search for the theme pictures of each blackboard newspaper, and then combine it with the style that allows you to draw mechanical parts, and evolve it into your own thing."

I have to say that his method is indeed very good, but if only Yu Zhou, an elm-headed man, can know how to change, he won't be standing here ignorantly brushing around!

Hou Xiaoyan sighed, the appointment time with the manager was coming soon, but he couldn't let Yu Zhou stay here in a daze.

He grabbed his paintbrush, looked at the tree next to him, and instantly drew a relatively abstract tree on the blackboard newspaper, which looked like a cartoon.

"Do you understand this? If you really don't know how to convert other people's things into your own, you can also compare the reality and draw him differently, so you will?"

Yu Zhou looked at the big cartoon tree he drew, and nodded half-understood.

The time has come, Hou Xiaoyan thought he still had to do it by himself, sighed: "Okay, I'm going to talk to someone later, so I can't stay here with you anymore, call me if you have anything else to do. I go first."

Yu Zhou stared blankly at his receding back, and then messed around in the wind by himself.

After Meng Yun dispatched these tasks to these ten people, he would come out from time to time to check on their progress.

When he walked to the playground and saw the bulletin board, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Seeing Yu Zhou busy back and forth on the last board, Meng Yun walked over quickly, and then pointed to the things on the board: "Yu Zhou, did you draw these?"

"Yes." Yu Zhou didn't shy away from it. Ever since he heard Hou Xiaoyan's words, he began to think of a way.

Meng Yun looked at the robots on these blackboard newspapers, sweating, but I have to say that it is really nice for him to show all the surrounding scenery in a mechanical way, but the theme of their issue this time is welcoming the new year, and the blackboard newspapers will be Shown here for a month.

So I couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Yu Zhou, do you know what the theme of our blackboard newspaper is?"

"Yes, welcome."

"But all of your paintings are mechanical scenes." Meng Yun turned his head to confirm.

"From a distance, these are made up of the pinyin of welcoming the new year." Yu Zhou still said calmly.

After hearing this, Meng Yun took many steps back and put some distance away from him, as expected.

I didn't expect him to have such a brain. Just when Meng Yun wanted to praise him, he found that he had written two large characters on the last board: "Welcome the New Year."

And the last board newspaper is from their mechanical department, and he has painted a big gear on it. I have to say that the details inside are still fine enough, but the two big red characters on it are indeed a bit confusing. The feeling of playing in minutes.

"I don't think it's necessary to add these two words."

"I'm afraid some people can't understand Pinyin, it's okay, I think it looks pretty." Yu Zhou showed all his confidence at this time.

Meng Yun really thinks that he is a weirdo, but since he has already entrusted this matter to him, let him do it according to his wishes. Overall, it is still acceptable. After all, for newcomers, this has been done very well. Yes, he was busy for a long time when he was doing this.

It is unprecedented that Yu Zhou can do this in one afternoon, although it is very strange.

"Okay, you can go back to rest after you finish painting, and report at night." Meng Yun watched him finish his pen, thinking that he was sweating profusely here under the scorching sun. This school has made a contribution, no matter how you want to praise it.

Yu Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead, then threw all the brushes into the bucket, and said goodbye to him with the bucket: "Goodbye."

He was very stingy with the extra word, Meng Yun could only smile awkwardly and wave goodbye to him.

Because the sweat was already soaking through his clothes, Yu Zhou went back to take a shower, and then changed into clean clothes. There was not much time left for the evening report, so he walked around the playground and found that many people were painting under him. I stopped in front of the blackboard newspaper for a long time, and there was appreciation in my eyes. Many of these people were teachers.

Looking at such a scene, Yu Zhou felt very relieved in his heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth inadvertently. This was worthy of his efforts all afternoon, and he had never felt so satisfied.