art master

Chapter 26 Preparations for the Collection of Poems

Mu Bai's handwriting can only be said to be passable, but the poem he wrote out of his pen made a circle of people confused. Although there is only one sentence, they seem to smell the taste of a good poem.

The poetry meeting was quiet for two or three seconds before Professor Liu said: "What a wonderful mood again! It warms people's hearts and bones."

Everyone also praised this poem from different angles. Even He Yifeng said that he read the taste of selfless dedication.

After signing his name, Mu Bai, who had written the words "Gift to Bachelor Hao Wenzhong", was a little confused. He just wrote a poem to flatter Hao Wenzhong. Why is everyone's rainbow fart more disgusting?
When Mu Bai and Bai Xiaoqi were chatting about Hao Wenzhong's life just now, he thought of this line of poem, and just expressed his respect by presenting the photo.

Hao Wenzhong, who was standing next to Mu Bai, quickly recalled his life. When he was a "preacher student" in Hongwen Hall, he patiently taught the new students.After becoming a bachelor, he was happy to explain the students' doubts.When he couldn't continue to serve the country, he was willing to continue to work in education, so he came to Holy White College and worked there for more than seven years.

Unknowingly, with tears in the corners of his eyes, he read: "Moisturize things silently!" This poem gave him goosebumps, as if all the sacrifices he had made over the years were expressed by this poem, as if it was an honor to be a teacher One thing though.

"It's over, it's over." Hao Wenzhong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Hao just tried his best, and the comment of 'moisturizing everything silently' is not acceptable!"

Mu Bai smiled and said, "Director Hao is too modest. You have devoted your whole life to the cause of education. You are an example worth learning from."

Only then did the other teachers react, and the rainbow fart began to float towards Hao Wenzhong:
"The director has peaches and plums all over the world, and he is a role model for teachers."

"After being taught by the director a few years ago, I have achieved this little achievement. The grace of solving doubts is unforgettable."

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Yang Wenjun kept snapping pictures aside. With the appearance of Mu Bai's poem, today's scene will definitely become a good story in the future.She hated herself for not bringing a camera, otherwise if she had recorded the whole scene, she would have been able to buy it at a good price in the future... Ahem, it would have been a precious piece of video data in the future.

Bai Xiaoqi quickly memorized the poem in her hands. Her eyes almost glowed green. There was another bright spot in the little story about Mu Bai.

Only He Yifeng stood beside him with arms crossed, feeling sour. The previous poetry fairs were all of the modern literature department, but now, the ancient literature department took the front page of the school magazine, and now the ancient literature department also stole the limelight in the poetry conference.

Hey, it’s all because of this Mu Bai!However, He Yifeng still couldn't hate him. After today's contact, he was sure that Mu Bai had some real talents. He had always liked such young talents.

After everyone's rainbow fart came to an end, Professor Liu from the Department of Ancient Chinese Literature asked Mu Bai: "Is this poem complete?"

Mu Bai smiled and said: "For now, there are only these two sentences." He still remembers the first sentence, but he can't remember the last two sentences clearly!Wait for the opportunity to "recall memories" through the system in the future.

Professor Liu is not depressed. Inspiration comes as soon as it is said, and it is normal for it to come and go suddenly: "If there is a follow-up, you must give me a read."

Hao Wenzhong also reacted: "Yes, yes, yes, if there are any good poems in the future, don't forget our old bones."

"Definitely." Mu Bai naturally understood that the school magazine is a good channel for publicity, and having two or three good poems in the school magazine basically established his identity as a poet.

Mu Bai created the climax of this poetry meeting, and everyone's exchanges and discussions in the following poetry meetings were unremarkable.

The poetry meeting ended around eleven o'clock. Mu Bai took advantage of Bai Xiaoqi to send him back to his dormitory to learn about the size of the background illustrations in the poetry collection and other details.

In the afternoon and Sunday morning, Mu Bai had a fulfilling time with Gu Boying.

After lunch, he hurried back to the studio.

For the illustrations for "Quiet Night Thoughts", he had already had an idea, and he started to draw after he came to the studio.

After only two drafts, I found out the feeling, and the final draft can be finalized by the third time.

After finishing the sketch, Mu Bai went to the warehouse to buy a set of colored pens, and carefully colored the illustration.

At four o'clock, Bai Xiaoqi came as promised.

When she saw Mu Bai painting at his desk in front of the easel, she was really surprised. At first, she thought that Mu Bai asked a friend from the art department to help draw the background illustrations, but she didn't expect that Mu Bai did it himself.

The key is that Mu Bai drew it very well, the youth in the painting is full of vigor and vitality, sitting on the window sill admiring the moon.He looked melancholy with a bit of longing, as if when he missed his hometown, he recalled every bit of happiness in his hometown.

Homesickness isn't all sadness!Through this illustration, Bai Xiaoqi has a further understanding of the feelings of "Quiet Night Thoughts".

"You should sit on a chair first. It will be ready in about half an hour." Mu Bai said: "The size of the background illustration is as per your request, using the ratio of 160×240. Even if the size changes, it will be as follows. Scaling is not a big problem.”

Bai Xiaoqi sat on the chair, quietly watching Mu Bai skillfully and attentively coloring the painting.She recalled how her eldest brother looked when he was making the violin, and he was also so focused, with a unique masculine beauty.

After finishing the last stroke, Mu Bai habitually stepped back, looking at his own work.

Seeing that there was no problem, he smiled and said to Bai Xiaoqi: "How is it?"

"It's very beautiful, I didn't expect Mu Bai to draw so well."

Mu Bai accepted her compliment with a smile: "Look, I left a blank here, I can put the poem here without affecting the overall beauty."

Bai Xiaoqi nodded: "Student Mu Bai can simply write the poem, which is equivalent to reminding the editor of the poetry anthology. And letting the editor-in-chief see the finished manuscript in advance can also give yourself extra points."

"Hey, you also saw my writing yesterday, and it can only be said to be so-so, so I won't add anything to the snake."

Bai Xiaoqi raised her hands slightly: "Can I write for you?"

"of course can!"

Bai Xiaoqi found a pen that was handy, and wrote "Thoughts in a Quiet Night" seriously.

Her handwriting is very neat and beautiful, and it can be seen that she has practiced it since she was a child.

Mu Bai smiled and said: "There are poems and paintings, it's complete."

Bai Xiaoqi was also very happy, looking at the work on the easel with a smile, she had a sense of déjà vu that this was a work completed by her and Mu Bai.

"By the way, how much will the publishing house pay for "Quiet Night Thoughts"?" This is always what Mu Bai is most concerned about.

"According to the normal standard, it is between 0.2 and 20. Of course, you can also sign a sharing contract. After the poetry collection is published, the publisher will pay the author of each poem [-]% of the income. Generally, such collections are priced at around [-] yuan, which is normal. If you do, it won’t be a problem to sell [-] to [-] copies, and the royalties will be two to three thousand.”

Mu Bai thought about it for a moment: "Then I'll sign a share-sharing contract."

Bai Xiaoqi hurriedly said: "Most authors will sign a fixed-fee contract, which is safer."

"Life is too boring without any excitement." Mu Bai smiled and said, "You seem to be very familiar with the publishing house."

"No, no." Bai Xiaoqi blushed suddenly.

Two days later, the vice president and editor-in-chief of Lively Publishing House received a courier from his sister. He opened the courier and looked at it. He couldn't help but smile and said: "This little girl has a very fulfilling life at school."

(End of this chapter)