Wen Xuefeng's words were not completely accurate. Yang Yi went to the publishing house not only to meet Tang Nai, but also to get a sample book to read with Xi Xi.
Although Tang Nai's story was very simple, his paintings were very interesting. He used two painting styles in the whole book.
One was watercolor, which imitated the style of children's painting. The lines were light and soft, and the colors were extremely rich and tended to be warm!
The other was printmaking, which was like the printmaking style of two hundred years ago. The colors were monotonous, but the lines were condensed and delicate, and the objects drawn were extremely realistic.
According to Tang Nai, he used watercolor to draw the childhood life of the protagonist in the story, and used printmaking style to draw natural animals, plants, and even some of the protagonist's fantasies. Of course, the two paintings were separated, and the latter existed as the background of the text.
He was indeed a student of art. He could think of using two styles of painting to express the two different spiritual worlds of the protagonist. He was indeed unique!
Of course, the most important thing was that the paintings were beautiful. After Yang Yi went home, he handed the book to Xi Xi. The little girl looked at the pattern on the book and couldn't put it down. She was looking forward to reading the picture book with her father.
At 8: 30 in the evening, Yang Yi went to the next room to play with Tong Tong for a while before coming back. Xi Xi, who had just taken a bath, couldn't wait to climb into bed.
"PaPa, come here. Sit here." He saw a little girl with disheveled hair kneeling on the quilt, twisting her body and smiling happily.
Of course, her hair was disheveled because she had to untie the hairband to wash her hair. Later, Murphy helped Xi Xi dry her hair, and Xi Xi forgot to wear a hairband, so her long hair was disheveled like a little beggar. It was also interesting.
Now Xi Xi was kneeling on the quilt, but her body was straight. The pair of watery cat eyes on the pink pajamas were very eye-catching.
But it was not as cute as Xi Xi!
Yang Yi sat on the edge of the bed and placed the book on his lap. Then, he lifted the quilt and Xi Xi crawled in like a little field mouse.
"PaPa, I want to read many, many pages today!" Xi Xi wriggled out of the blanket. After she sat up, she giggled and said to her father.
Yang Yi smiled and opened the book in front of Xi Xi and himself.
Seeing the first page, Xi Xi pointed at the animal in front of the little girl and asked curiously, "PaPa, is this a monkey?"
"This is a chimpanzee. To be exact, it's a chimpanzee plush toy, similar to the one we bought in the zoo in Australia, "Yang Yi explained.
"But it's like a monkey." Xi Xi felt a little confused.
"That's because the color here is warmer, so it was originally black, but now it looks a little brown."
Of course, accompanying Xi Xi to read books was not just about looking at patterns. Yang Yi also had to read the words with Xi Xi.
"PaPa gave Xiao Zhen a chimpanzee plush toy. Xiao Zhen calls it Pipi." Yang Yi's fingers gently moved, and he pointed to the words one by one and read them together with Xi Xi.
"PaPa gave …" When they were reading, Xi Xi pronounced the word "PaPa" correctly.
After reading it, she couldn't wait to turn around, pulled her father's clothes and said, "Hee hee, PaPa, I also like this name, Pipi!"
This picture book was well done. The words were concise, and there was only one sentence on each page.
Of course, what was interesting was the picture above.
After a while, Xi Xi saw a squirrel in the style of the print and recognized it at once. She cried happily, "Squirrel, PaPa, this is a little squirrel!"
"What about this?" Yang Yi pointed to another print on the same page and asked.
"This is a little bird, but I don't know what kind of bird it is!" Xi Xi said with some embarrassment.
"Just call it a little bird. Look, this should be the mother bird. It is feeding the baby bird." Yang Yi pointed to some details in the picture to Xi Xi.
"It's true!" Xi Xi said in surprise, "There is a baby bird. Here is a baby bird with two little birds. PaPa, do you think there are two of them?"
"There should be three. There is one here, but it doesn't open its mouth." Yang Yi said with a smile.
However, the printing-style squirrel was easy to recognize, but the watercolor-style squirrels on the next page looked a little strange. Xi Xi looked at them for a while, but she didn't recognize them.
"They are also squirrels!" Yang Yi said with a smile, "You can recognize them from their appearance. What does a squirrel have? "
"A big tail!" Xi Xi looked at the left side, and then looked up at her father.
"Not only is it big, but it is also curved. Look at the ones on the tree, are they also curled up?" Yang Yi drew circles with his finger and said with a smile, "And its ears, small, erect …"
"I know, they are all little squirrels!" Xi Xi grabbed her father's hand. She didn't want her father to remind her anymore. She rushed to answer and giggled.
Although there was nothing funny, Xi Xi was very happy to see it. The little girl's eyes were bright and full of spirit, and she didn't look sleepy at all.
"What are these little squirrels doing?" Yang Yi continued to ask.
"They, they are climbing the tree." Xi Xi pondered for a while and gave an answer.
"Climbing the tree is not bad, but so many little squirrels are climbing the tree. Doesn't it look like you and Chen Shiyun chasing each other for fun?" Yang Yi asked.
Xi Xi's little mouth opened slightly, and she nodded her little head in a daze.
"Come, let's read it together: Xiao Zhen watched the bird build its nest, and the little squirrels chased each other in the tree."
Xi Xi stared at the words her father's finger was pointing at, and read it word by word. Her voice was a little muffled.
"Building a nest. Zhi Wu builds, Zhi Wu Nest … Building a nest. "Yang Yi patiently corrected Xi Xi's pronunciation.
"Building a nest …" Xi Xi read it correctly this time.
"Do you know what building a nest means?" Yang Yi asked with a smile.
The little girl shook her head obediently, and didn't pretend to understand.
"Building a nest means that the bird builds a nest and a house for it and its baby. This nest is their house." Yang Yi explained.
Then, Yang Yi threw a question out of the picture book, "Do you know how the bird builds a nest?"
Xi Xi shook her head again, but this time, her eyes were wide open, and there was a thirst for knowledge in them.
Yang Yi took the sketch paper that he usually put on the bedside table, took a pencil, and drew for Xi Xi. Usually, he would read with Xi Xi, and every time, he would explain some common sense or scientific knowledge. At this time, nothing was more vivid and interesting than his casual drawing!
He explained while drawing. It was simple and clear, and Xi Xi could understand it easily.
"Papa, why don't the birds live in a big house? Why do they build a nest with grass and branches? "Xi Xi also raised her own question.
In this way, with rich interaction, Xi Xi spent another interesting bedtime reading with her father.
…
After Xi Xi fell asleep, Yang Yi covered the little girl with the quilt, and then went to the next room.
He and Murphy didn't go to bed so early. Usually, Yang Yi would accompany Murphy to watch TV for a while.
"I found that when you went to the publishing house today and brought back someone else's book, you were happier than when you published your own book," Murphy said with a smile.
"That's because publishing my own book has become a habit, and there's not much novelty." Yang Yi shrugged and said with a smile, "On the contrary, this time I helped someone publish a book, and I helped him change his life and his child's life. This kind of achievement is quite good!"
In fact, there was one thing that Yang Yi didn't say. He felt a sense of achievement, not only because he succeeded in helping others, but also because he succeeded in changing the world.
The foundation he set up, although it hadn't taken shape yet, had brought about a real change in the world of children's literature! In addition to Tang Nai, there were thousands of new authors who were participating in this change!
He believed that in the future, he could accompany Xi Xi to read more and more wonderful children's literature!
In the past, he only relied on himself, and kept moving the fairy tale classics from his previous life, after all, the impact was limited. Now, Yang Yi could be considered to have made some achievements that belonged to him in this world!
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