Chapter 40 The Party of Lonely Men

But Pan Hongsheng is a person who has seen the world after all. He knows the way that people can't look good. Wasn't Tang Shao also dug up by him in a small hotel? It can be seen that the master does not necessarily wear a cloak and a straw hat, but may wear a sack head and a pot lid.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Pan Hongsheng suddenly opened his eyes.

Is this still the disciple of the beggar gang just now?

Originally, instant noodles were generally covered with oily and curved hair. At this time, it has been cleaned by advanced shampoo. The face that was originally wiped with dust has now become as beautiful as a male movie star in Bangzi.

Facing Pan Hongsheng's scorching eyes, the other party seemed to be a little shy: "Boss, don't look at me like this, don't be a celebrity."

In one sentence, Pan Hongsheng can almost confirm that this is the person he is looking for!

"What's your name?"

"Unless Uncle Huang has said it all? My name is Yang Sifan.

Yang Zai closes his hair on his temples, which is very feminine.

When Pan Hongsheng brought this person to the senior ministers of the company, everyone applauded warmly: "Okay! It's worthy of Mr. Pan! How can you find such a good cartoonist!"

"What's good?" Pan Hongsheng asked with a wry smile, "You haven't seen his work. How can you think he is a qualified candidate?"

A female minister couldn't help blurting out: "At a glance, it's the momentum of a big cartoonist! He looks like a big cartoonist!"

All the female members are in line with each other, which makes Pan Hongsheng a little jealous for a moment: being handsome is to take advantage...

Unexpectedly, Zhang Bowen, Tang Shao and others did not have much objection. Tang Shao, who had been fully opposed to Pan Hongsheng before, didn't even fart.

Yang Sifan is very neutral. In bolder words, he is a sissy.

Now Pan Hongsheng knows why men are becoming more and more feminine nowadays, because this personality or appearance can bring him more popularity and affinity.

Compared with the oppression brought by large boards and strong muscles, this kind of fresh boy feels particularly comfortable and natural to give people the impression of talent.

"There's nothing I can do... Sifan, show them!" Pan Hongsheng took a sip of tea.

Yang Sifan, who was delicate and slender in appearance, picked up the brush, and the projector enlarged his painting page many times on the spot and projected it to the front screen.

What surprised everyone was that Yang Sifan, who was slender and weak, had a rough painting style, with a little momentum of Che Tian Zhengmei and Huang Yulang combined into one!

"Good!" Tang Shao sincerely praised: "I haven't seen such pure comics for many years!" It reminds me of those classic masterpieces that I peeked into in the table hole when I was a child at school..."

Tang Shao is also one of the lucky ones. If he had been single-minded in class and became a square block, he would not have been as powerful as Tang Shao today.

"How handsome!" Those female ministers are all nymphomaniac. Facts show that men are the best at showing personal charm when they concentrate on their work.

There was almost no objection at this group discussion. Everyone is full of confidence in the star of tomorrow. After all, Yang Sifan is only 22 years old. This age cartoonist is just the right period of technical and psychological maturity.

Pan Hongsheng gave Yang Sifan three requirements: wind and clouds, traditional culture, and popularity.

Although it is only eight words, it is a rather difficult task.

Everyone knows that combining traditional culture and trends is one of the characteristics of masterpieces. But everyone knows the truth, but when it's specific, you will understand that things are not just a matter of course. Traditional cultures such as Greek culture, ancient Chinese myths and other things do have a gene that is insulated from the current popular culture. These ancient cultures have their own birth era and want to It is very difficult to integrate these things into popular culture.

So the task left by Pan Hongsheng to Yang Sifan is definitely not that simple.

After Yang Sifan took over the task, he closed the door to thank him. Pan Hongsheng arranged a special person to deliver food and laundry for him, and what Yang Sifan did was to keep waving the brush...

Three months later, a long three months.

The sound of firecrackers sounded.

What is the concept of the New Year for ordinary people? It is to spend a greasy and noisy holiday.

For Pan Hongsheng, the New Year is lonely.

Su Ya Su Xue went home to reunite with her father. Eunuch Xiaojing still couldn't let go of her little sisters and sisters and went back with some money. Zhang Bowen and other grandchildren went home.

Employees are on holiday, and the company has 15 days off during the Spring Festival, which is the longest holiday in the industry.

Pan Hongsheng's purpose is to let his employees work efficiently and concentrate on their work, but it will leave enough time for everyone to reunite with their families.

He lacks the warmth of his family since he was a child, and he knows more about the importance of home.

Some of these brothers are away from home and travel thousands of miles to follow themselves in the capital. He can't bear that these people have worked hard to squeeze the train back and get together for a few days and separate from their families.

Every Spring Festival, he will find something for himself to do, such as taking gifts and taking turns to send things to employees' homes. Everyone is very moved by his behavior, but they don't know that Pan Hongsheng is actually using this process to relieve the loneliness in his heart.

The old man still doesn't come back from other places. He is alone in the company or at home.

Every time at this time, he always has an illusion: the glory he has created is false and does not exist. All these bubbles are particularly abrupt in the sound of firecrackers and the lonely beating on New Year's Eve.

Empty villas, empty company buildings, empty streets.

On New Year's Eve, although his mobile phone kept ringing, it was all text messages from the grandchildren.

But when these people send text messages again, do they really understand his loneliness and sadness at this moment?

Snowflakes fell piece by piece, which seemed to have a strong smell of coffee.

The bells ring on New Year's Eve, and the new year is coming.

But those who set off firecrackers released their firepower prematurely. At this time, it was the fireworks who sang the protagonist.

There is a text message, which seems to be late.

Pan Hongsheng smiled bitterly, drank beer and turned on his mobile phone to take a look.

"The work has been completed! But the aunt who cooked for me asked for leave today. Can I go to your place to eat? - Yang Sifan.

Only then did Pan Hongsheng remember that everyone would ask for leave on New Year's Eve, and this otaku cartoonist really had no other survival skills except eating instant noodles and ham sausages.

After replying to the text message and sending the address, Pan Hongsheng finally began to prepare dinner for himself.

The aunt at home is also on holiday, so he can only do it himself.

Fortunately, he has rich practical experience at ordinary times. Because of the laziness of these little girl, he has practiced his own excellent cooking skills.

Scrambled onions with eggs, Muxu meat, fragrant spinach ancient meat... This is the only dish Pan Hongsheng can make now.

He moved all the instant noodle boxes and beer cans he ate these days to the garage. When he was single, he always had the impulse to not want to cook, and no one could escape it.

When Yang Sifan came in, he found that the door was not closed.

At this time, the escort outside is also on holiday - because the girls are gone, no one can plot against a monster like Pan Hongsheng, and there is no need for them to guard them any more.

The luxury of Pan Hongsheng's family seems to scare this otaku cartoonist. Hong Kong is an inch of land and an inch of gold. Only the top rich can afford a villa of this size.

But he can also see that the other party's cooking skills are also half as good as himself, but although the cooking skills are not high, they are very suitable.

Neither of them likes to talk. They eat food and drink beer.

Pan Hongsheng found the feeling of hanging out with Tang Shao in those years.

When they found Tang Shao, the god, they drank in that unknown hotel for more than ten days and ate a room full of skewers.

Although Yang Sifan is beautiful and quiet, he is a complete loser when he eats food. The amount of alcohol also scared Pan Hongsheng. The two of them drank a whole box of beer in less than half an hour.

"Yang Zai, is there anyone else in the family? I didn't go back this Spring Festival, and my family didn't remember it?" Pan Hongsheng suddenly thought of this question: On New Year's Eve, everyone went back to reunite with their families. What's wrong with this guy..."

Yang Sifan sneered, "What should I do when I go back? I don't know where to go to the grave!"

It turned out that he was an orphan from an orphanage. He didn't even know who his parents were since he was a child. In the early years, he went to visit the old nuns who raised him, but with the death of the nuns last year, he had no thoughts.

"I'm sorry, I don't know..." Pan Hongsheng couldn't help but feel sad after hearing this: It turns out that there are people who are more unfortunate than me. It seems that I belong to the lucky one. At least I know who my father is, and at least there is an old man...

And this thin and beautiful young man has nothing.

Sometimes people will feel that God is unfair to him and has gained too little, but they don't realize that their most precious things are always around.

Family, children, parents, friends...

In fact, everyone has their own wealth, but this wealth has been ignored.

Everyone has different means of making a living due to different education, background and other conditions, but they are the most important and irreplaceable in the eyes of their own families.

"Come on, let's have this cup of brother." Pan Hongsheng raised a glass of wine jar again. At this time, the dishes on the table had been wiped out by them and were in a mess.

"Why are you alone?" Yang Sifan did not kill it immediately, but looked at Pan Hongsheng meaningfully: "Is it that you are also... like me?"

"My family is not free. Only you are with me, brother." Although Pan Hongsheng drank a lot, he got drunk without drinking much today - sometimes it's not wine, but mood.

Yang Sifan was obviously on a hard top, but he still drank the eleventh can of beer. After drinking it, he coughed a little and almost spit it out, but he still resisted.

In order to hide his wojuring, he casually asked, "Brother Pan, why do you like me? Nowadays, comics are generally sluggish, and cartoons want to use high technology... Why do you still have the courage to invest so much money in me? Because of Mr. Huang?"

"Wrong, because I think you have a lot of momentum," Pan Hongsheng blushed and said seriously with wine hiccups, "That's a kind of star temperament!" If we guess wrong, the next golden age of comics and animation is coming! What is the trend? It's our will! Those children don't have to look at these plagiarized things anymore! For these crude things, we should tell them with action that as producers, originality is the only way out!"

"Well said!" Yang Sifan stood up excitedly, but because he drank too much, he didn't stand still and almost fell down. Fortunately, Pan Hongsheng pulled him.

"That's great! Let's start our own era now!"

Yang Sifan clenched his fist and pointed one finger to his studio: "This is the proudest work in my life. Success or failure depends on it!"