109: Chapter 109 It's over! Are they going to nail Dudu Tea to the pillar of shame in the industry in just 10 minutes?

Qin Xun wore a smile, seemingly lost in reminiscence.

"That night, I also saw a female Bodhisattva."

"I also saw the light of ten thousand miles of snow illuminating the world."

"And I saw a color even whiter than snow."

He spoke with great passion, as if he were reciting modern poetry.

The interviewees couldn't help but be slightly moved.

A clever one among them immediately captured the key information.

"President Qin, is your inspiration the two snow-white steamed buns of that female Bodhisattva?"

Qin Xun gave that person a thumbs up.

"That's you for sure!"

"Smart!"

An Ke understood his story and was certain it was a fabricated dream, but she didn't know what he was metaphorically referring to.

In some popular novels, snow-white steamed buns are used to describe the beauty of a woman's figure.

But in a public setting, surely Qin Xun wouldn't be this reckless!

Suddenly.

She saw Xia Ning and discovered that Xia Ning's face was beet red, red beyond recognition!

Huh?

What's going on?

Could it be that the image of this snowman came from...

An Ke's gaze fell onto Xia Ning's chest, her face full of shock.

Qin Xun!

I underestimated you!

Then, when reporting to Chairman Xia tonight, should I add one more item?

[Using Miss Xia as material, creating and publicly reciting a dirty poem?]

...

Qin Xun turned his head to look at Xia Ning, saw her face was beet red, glared at him fiercely, and then she hurriedly lowered her head.

He was somewhat pleased.

You little thing, trying to fight me!

People who blush easily shouldn't try to play the mature woman role!

...

Qin Xun continued speaking.

"Everyone, I believe you've all realized that my drawing skills are average."

Interviewees: "???"

An Ke: "..."

Average?

This is true scribbling!

Qin Xun continued speaking.

"The second part of the interview is the most important part of today."

"I am a person who values efficiency, so today I want to finalize the brand image for Dudu Tea."

He used a laser pointer to point at the projection screen.

"Please use my sketch as a guide, accurately grasp the style and characteristics of the artwork, and complete the brand image design for Dudu Tea."

"Please take this seriously, because this will be displayed in 2,000 Dudu Tea stores nationwide."

"But regardless of whether I use your work or not, everyone who participates in the drawing today will receive an additional 500 yuan labor fee."

"Once adopted, there will be a 2,000 yuan labor fee."

In the conference room, enthusiastic applause rang out.

They all felt they had hit the jackpot; they didn't expect to encounter such a good thing.

They didn't hope to be adopted, because, after all, they weren't art majors.

But... there was also a 500 yuan labor fee, plus the 200 for the interview, making it 700 in total.

Today, they could even add a ham sausage to their instant noodles at lunch and buy a large bottle of iced black tea!

Hearing this, Xia Ning suddenly raised her head to look at Qin Xun.

????

An Ke was also full of shock.

Finalizing the image of a milk tea brand with 2,000 stores nationwide during an interview meeting?

Big brother, this is an interview!

Everyone who came is a non-professional.

You collected a fee of 10 million.

At the very least, you should hire a few famous companies or designers in the industry.

Spend a few hundred thousand, or at least a hundred thousand or eighty thousand to hire someone to meticulously design one!

Now you're letting a bunch of graduates copy this painting that doesn't look like a human or a ghost?

How much does this even cost?

How is this any different from fraud?

No, fraudsters aren't as ruthless as Qin Xun!

...

The interviewees, however, were eager to try.

People who just graduated always have a sense of mission, ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, feeling that they were born to do great things.

Just graduated, full of longing for society.

...

Under Qin Xun's prompt, Xia Ning stood up, went to find Cheng Wan to get a stack of A4 paper, and distributed a box of watercolor pens to each person.

The interviewees lowered their heads and drew seriously.

An Ke was also drawing, serious and careful.

Qin Xun was cheering them on from the side.

"Come on!"

An Ke looked up at Qin Xun and smiled helplessly.

You are clearly bothering us, okay?

She lowered her head and continued drawing.

She heard Qin Xun cheering again.

"You only have 10 minutes!"

An Ke didn't look up and sighed softly.

Sigh...

Dudu Tea is going to be finished!

Are you going to nail Dudu Tea to the industry's pillar of shame in 10 minutes?

An Ke continued drawing and heard Qin Xun say again.

"Handing in early gets bonus points!"

An Ke: "..."

...

Ten minutes passed quickly.

Xia Ning collected everyone's completed drawings, took pictures of them one by one, and transferred them to the computer on the podium.

Qin Xun clicked to open them.

The interviewees' drawings appeared on the projection screen.

He displayed them one by one and commented on them one by one.

"The sizes are inconsistent, and the proportions are uncoordinated."

In the conference room, a burst of laughter rang out.

The atmosphere was pleasant.

They had originally come with the mindset of just drawing casually, purely for that 500 yuan labor fee, so being critiqued a few times didn't make them unhappy.

Qin Xun clicked to the next one.

"Uh?"

"Hey! There's someone who draws even worse than me. Mine at least looks vaguely human, but yours doesn't even look human!"

Another burst of laughter rang out in the conference room.

Next one.

"Hmm, this one is not bad; it has a nose and eyes, it just looks a bit stiff, like it was robbed, not looking very happy."

Another burst of laughter.

Clicking on the next one.

On the projector, a Snow King image appeared that made everyone's eyes light up.

The brushwork was delicate, the lines were smooth, and the color scheme was reasonable.

Bold modifications were made to the prototype Qin Xun drew, with more delicate lines, more vivid expressions, full of details, and looking stylish everywhere.

It was as if it were a noble snow princess.

Qin Xun was slightly stunned and laughed.

"This one is indeed drawn very well; this one gets a 1,000 yuan labor fee."

As he spoke, he pulled the image up and zoomed in on the author's name in the bottom right corner of the paper.

[No. 20: An Ke]

He was somewhat surprised and looked at An Ke, who was smiling in the corner.

"I didn't expect Ms. An Ke to be such a talented woman; she can dance and she can draw."

Everyone looked at An Ke, feeling somewhat helpless inside.

Who would have thought that in an ordinary interview, a hexagonal warrior who is good-looking, gentle in temperament, can sing, can dance, and can draw would appear.

It seems she is going to enter the next round and become a strong contender for President Qin's little assistant.

Just when they felt they had no chance, they suddenly heard Qin Xun's voice, full of amusement, saying.

"However, Ms. An Ke, you arbitrarily altered the style of my painting, which is just a case of gilding the lily."

An Ke smiled lightly, unconcerned.

Qin Xun continued to click and play the pictures one by one, his expression gradually becoming somewhat unpleasant, as he hadn't found a single picture that fit the image of Mixue Bingcheng from his past life.

Could it be that my original draft was drawn too abstractly?

Suddenly!

He clicked to the last one.

A cute, playful, and childlike cartoon snowman appeared on the projection screen.

Qin Xun's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed enthusiastically.

"Everyone look, this is what you call professional!"

"Cute, playful, innocent."

Everyone looked at the drawing on the projection screen, feeling somewhat confused.

This was indeed a nice drawing, but isn't it too cartoonish?

It was probably the level of a kindergarten child drawing seriously; in their view, it was far inferior to the one by An Ke.

Xia Ning raised her head to look at Qin Xun, somewhat surprised.

I didn't even put my name on it, how did he discover it was my drawing?

He "humiliated" me in public just a moment ago, and now he's coming to flatter me?

Heh—

Refuse to forgive!

But she heard Qin Xun's tone change.

"Look!"

"How tacky this snowman is."

"How silly!"

"How stupid!"