Unlike Ruan Youning who was nervous, Jiang Paner was very calm.
She was playing with her hair nonchalantly, seemingly not caring about the outcome, and seemed certain that the person would be her.
It wasn't until around 8:30 that a girl with short hair finally entered the conference room.
Wearing sportswear, she walked briskly onto the podium, with a large mask covering her face, revealing only a pair of big, smart eyes.
Ruan Youning was instinctively nervous, feeling slightly uneasy in her heart.
After the short-haired girl adjusted the microphone, a soft voice came from the microphone.
"Ms. Ruan, Miss Jiang, good morning. I am the novel author of this project. The adaptation of the comic is entirely funded by me personally. I have the absolute right to speak, so you don't have to worry about any worries."
The implication of her words is very clear. There is no capital involvement. Those who get the project only need to concentrate on drawing and submit the manuscript regularly.
For the painter, this is absolutely beneficial and harmless.
Ruan Youning concealed his shock very well, and his expression became more solemn.
Her studio would undoubtedly be on the next level if this project landed on her.
The short-haired girl smiled gently and continued: "After repeated screening, we finally decided on the two. The painting styles of the two are very in line with my style. The style of the picture, the storyboard habits, and even the coloring are all... Very good. It’s hard for me to choose. It’s really hard to choose.”
"but--"
She changed her words and said, "A comic book can only have one main writer."
"So, regardless of any conditions, I still prefer Miss Jiang."
Her words were unhurried and her announcement was so relaxed, but as soon as she finished speaking, it was like a thunder on the ground.
The expressions of several people were very exciting at that moment. The one who pretended to be calm was Ruan Youning, the one with complicated eyes was Song Shijing, the one with shocked face was Ruan Zhicheng, and the one with relaxed expression was Jiang Paner.
is her? !
Ruan Youning was shocked and felt her chest beating wildly.
What followed immediately was panic.
Huge panic, huge uneasiness, huge fear, several complex emotions mixed together, almost made her body weak.
A pair of big hands clasped her waist with great force, bringing a sense of security as always, but Ruan Youning was so cold at the moment that she couldn't notice it at all.
She subconsciously looked at Song Shijing, trying to give her an 'I'm fine' smile, but she tried hard to pull the corners of her lips, but she couldn't smile at all.
"Don't force yourself, Ning Ning."
Song Shijing's low comforting voice fell into her ears.
Ruan Zhicheng was also shocked. He subconsciously went to see Ruan Youning. What he said yesterday, "I hope it's my sister", selfishly speaking, he hoped it was Ruan Youning!
Facing several people with different expressions, the short-haired girl just looked at Jiang Pan'er and said politely: "Miss Jiang will be solely responsible for the relevant matters. Please also prepare Miss Jiang's ID card, and we will sign the contract directly later." and follow-up work.”
Jiang Pan'er smiled softly, looking extremely calm.
Ruan Zhicheng couldn't understand why he chose Jiang Pan'er inexplicably? ! Doesn't it mean that the two of them are equal?
Ruan Youning has studied painting for so many years, how could he not be as good as Jiang Paner, who has just studied painting for less than a month? !
Even though both of them are his sisters, deep down in his heart he still prefers Ruan Youning!
He had a series of questions and almost blurted out: "Where did my sister lose?!"
As soon as this sentence was said, he immediately felt that it was inappropriate.
His only sister now is Jiang Pan'er, and he can no longer stand up for Ruan Youning!
But these words had already been asked out loud, so he could only bite the bullet and ask again: "Ruan Youning... why did she lose to my sister..."
The sister he refers to keeps changing, but everyone knows exactly who he refers to as his sister each time.
The short-haired girl was a little surprised. After scanning a few people with her eyes, she quickly understood what he meant and who was he fighting for.
She smiled softly and explained: "This project is definitely not decided casually based on my personal preference or other reasons. I only ask one question: two identical flowers, one only blooms during the day, One flower only blooms at night, which one will you choose?"
"Of course I choose the one that blooms during the day!" Ruan Zhicheng blurted out without hesitation.
"What's the reason?"
Ruan Zhicheng completely followed his inner answer without thinking.
"All things grow toward the sun. I can see the shape and color of this flower clearly in the daytime. For me, although flowers blooming in the daytime make people have no desire to explore, they are safe and secure. Just like I can drink boiled water at my fingertips, I'm used to it but I don't necessarily take it to heart. Flowers hidden in the dark are mysterious but there are too many unknown dangers. If I don't consider the danger, maybe I will explore it. "
The person who answered didn't mean it, but everyone who listened was very thoughtful.
Almost instantly, Ruan Youning understood.
She turned pale, it turned out to be the reason.
Desire to explore.
A desire for exploration that cannot be lacking in anything.
Ruan Zhicheng answered quickly, but did not get an answer from the short-haired girl.
The short-haired girl just said to Jiang Pan'er, "Let's go and sign the contract first."
Ruan Zhicheng was stunned. He hadn't gotten the answer yet? !
He asked anxiously: "You haven't answered why I didn't choose Ruan Youning!"
The short-haired girl turned back and smiled slightly: "Why did you choose Miss Jiang? Didn't you already answer it?"
When did he answer?
Ruan Zhicheng was still a little confused, but his expression changed in the next second.
He also chose Jiang Pan'er unknowingly!
-
Jiang Paner looked calm from beginning to end, and she was sure that she would get the project.
Regarding Ruan Zhicheng's answer of "Flowers that bloom during the day and flowers that bloom at night", she just smiled softly: "Cheng Cheng, wait for me in the car. My parents will be very happy to know this good news. "
As she spoke, she stood up and followed the short-haired girl leisurely.
Just as he was about to leave, Ruan Youning suddenly asked.
"Can...can I see...the painting?"
Ruan Youning bit her lip again and again, but couldn't help but want to ask.
She knew her words were presumptuous and inappropriate.
According to industry standards, unpublished drawings, even first drafts, cannot be seen by anyone except the creator and Party A.
but……
What kind of style will make her lose? What kind of style will make her lose completely.
There was a hint of unwillingness in her heart.
Jiang Pan'er didn't answer her words, but the short-haired girl frowned, obviously thinking she was too rude.
The short-haired girl opened her mouth to refuse, but Jiang Pan'er, who remained silent, spoke: "Let her see."
Seeing Jiang Pan'er say this, the short-haired girl didn't say anything else. She took out her tablet from her backpack and clicked something quickly with her fingertips.
After a while, she handed the tablet to Ruan Youning and said emphatically: "Just look at it, don't move the page."
Ruan Youning nodded and went to look at the tablet.
Although he was fully prepared in his heart and knew that he had lost, after seeing the painting on the tablet, Ruan Youning was still filled with complicated emotions.
The words 'talented type' and 'chosen son' have always been with her since the first day she learned painting. She almost grew up with praise, flattery and awards.
After so many years of smooth sailing, she naturally followed her own style of painting, and naturally felt that she must be the best.
Since she established her studio, things have gone really smoothly for her. Every painting she makes publicly is higher than the market level and she has received huge praise.
She naturally feels that it is only a matter of time for her to become the number one cartoonist in Yancheng.
But……
But now I have seen Jiang Paner's paintings, although they are very short, only one page.
She finally understood what a truly talented player was and what a truly chosen one was.
She finally knew why she wasn't chosen.
Even though she was the best choice, she was still not chosen.
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After Ruan Youning returned home, he stayed in his room, feeling as if he was seriously ill.
She was hot all over, but she didn't have a fever. All kinds of pictures were changing in her chaotic brain.
Sometimes it was the vicious and dark self in the dream, sometimes it was the terrifying weightlessness of her body hanging in the air in the dream, and sometimes it was the praise given to her by others in real life.
The combination of all kinds of images made her brain confused and sober at the same time.
Exhausted mentally and physically, she finally couldn't stand it any longer and slowly closed her eyes.
The moment her consciousness gradually blurred, she suddenly remembered Jiang Pan'er's painting style that she had seen somewhere.
Yes, she really did.
She remembered.
that book.
The book that the wind blew down at her feet.
The book where she tried to read the name but was punched and kicked by the man in her dream.
…
Ruan Youning slept for two whole days. When she woke up again, she found herself lying in a strange room. The dazzling whiteness and the faint smell of disinfectant reminded her that she was in the hospital.
Hospital? Ward? Disinfectant water?
Isn't she sleeping at home? Why did you come to the hospital?
Ruan Youning had a splitting headache. She slowly sat up and looked at her surroundings.
The independent small kitchen and huge living room are very typical VIP wards.
There was a slight smell of cold disinfectant in the air, mixed with a faint smell of rice porridge, wafting out from the kitchen and making its way into her nostrils.
Only then did Ruan Youning realize that she was hungry.
How many days did she sleep? Why are you so hungry...
Ruan Youning was full of questions and couldn't help but want to take a look at who was in the small kitchen.
With this thought in mind, she took the lead in lifting the quilt.
However, before his feet even touched the ground, a feeling of dizziness immediately hit him. Ruan Youning almost fell to the ground due to the huge dizziness.
At the same time, an anxious voice came from not far away.
"Ning Ning! Don't get out of bed!"
What followed was the sound of hurried footsteps.
Ruan Youning managed to steady her weak body, and Song Shijing had already arrived in front of her. He looked anxious, and without saying a word, he grabbed her body with his big hands and took her to the bed.
Ruan Youning didn't know why and let Song Shijing do what he did.
Song Shijing quickly put a few pillows behind her and adjusted the position of the bed.
After sitting in a comfortable position, Ruan Youning asked in surprise: "Ajing, what's wrong with me... Didn't I sleep well at home?"
Hearing the sound, Song Shijing pursed his lips hard. The anxiety on his face was well concealed, but the anxiety in his eyes was very obvious.
After a long while, he said: "Ning Ning, are you hungry? Let's drink some porridge first."
