Jian Anran held her head with her left hand, "This model is too rough, especially the material of the facade. It will look ugly when rendered."
"No..." Ning Beibei was speechless, "Are you serious?"
"This obviously looks fraudulent!"
Jian Anran just smiled and said nothing more.
Although she knew that this company was not very reliable from beginning to end, she even hated Mr. Liu who interviewed her today from the bottom of her heart.
But this is the only offer she has received since the beginning of this year, and she doesn't have many choices.
She is not like Ning Beibei. Even if she messes up, her family can use their connections to protect her. Her family is not in the construction-related industry.
Once Jian Anran decides to mess up, her life is likely to really mess up like this.
Even if there is a one percent chance, Jian Anran still wants to give it a try, to see how lucky she is, and to see if this company is reliable.
Even dinner was quickly arranged in the dormitory, and Jian Anran finished the renderings that night.
Originally, she wanted to send it directly to the other party, but she looked at it and saw that it was almost midnight, so she decided to forget it.
Jian Anran hates other people sending her work and study news during their breaks.
It is easy for her to bring situations into her own hands, and she is unwilling to send any messages to others during non-working hours.
……
[Is the painting finished?] At nine o'clock in the morning, Jian Anran received a message from Mr. Liu.
Ning Beibei heard her cell phone ringing wildly while she was brushing her teeth, "No, didn't you just go to work at nine o'clock, and now you are here to rush me? Does this person have no life, so he pretends that others have no life too?"<
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[Reply immediately after seeing the message!] The other party immediately sent a message.
After informing the other party of the current progress, Jian Anran immediately turned on the computer and started rendering the second rendering.
[Mr. Liu: Send me the progress to see]
After hesitating for a moment, Jian Anran directly used the screenshot on WeChat and sent a high-resolution rendering. Not long after, news came from Mr. Liu.
[Mr. Liu: The proportions of your school are not quite right. This is not the effect I want]
What is the proportion of the school gate? Jian Anran immediately opened the model for comparison, and there was almost no difference between the rendered rendering and the original proportion of the school gate.
[Jane: I rendered it directly according to the original proportions of the model. Except for adding some details, the original model was not touched]
The chat interface was silent for a long time. I originally thought that the other party would not reply again. When it was approaching noon, Mr. Liu suddenly said:
[Mr. Liu: Just keep doing it]
Jian Anran didn't think too much, and rendered another rendering of the model according to the current style, coloring the rendering according to the current tone, and adding materials and details.
When WeChat popped up again, it was three o'clock in the afternoon.
[Mr. Liu: Progress?]
Then a screenshot of the current progress was sent to the chat window, and Mr. Liu immediately displayed "The other party is typing..."
[Mr. Liu: Send me the picture to see]
Come on? When she saw this sentence, Jian Anran couldn't help but repeat it again, "Send me the picture to see? What are you doing? It's not finished yet. What do you want to see?"
Ning Beibei took off one earphone, "Were you talking to me just now?"
Jian Anran shook her head, rushed to Ning Beibei's side, and handed her mobile phone to her.
"Master Ning, please help me understand what he wants to do?"
Ning Beibei rolled her eyes after reading the news and almost rolled her eyes, "What is this person doing? Is this still an old society with clear hierarchies?"
"I haven't even joined the job yet! You come and go as soon as someone calls you, do you think you are King Zhou?"
Jian Anran was a little confused, "Why did you suddenly mention King Zhou?"
The corner of Ning Beibei's mouth raised high, "I went to see "Fengshen" yesterday with Zhou Yun from the dormitory next door. I was so deeply involved in the show that I felt like I might not be able to get out!"
Probably sensing the confusion on Jian Anran's face in front of her, she immediately added: "I asked you to go there at that time. Who told you to say you were not interested? It's so good! There are so many handsome guys that it feels like they are about to rush out of the screen!"
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"Especially the proton dance, I'm really going crazy!"
Jian Anran immediately asked: "Proton dance? What's so good about that?"
In her scope of knowledge, there are only microscopic particles such as protons, atoms, and electrons.
In the past few days, when I listened to Ning Beibei impassionedly share the "Proton Dance" in the dormitory countless times, what kept popping up in her head was a few round chemical particles jumping up and down and dancing. She really didn't understand this.
What’s so good about this thing?
Ning Beibei was very surprised, "The proton dance doesn't look good? Oh my God, what are you talking about?"
"Several handsome muscular guys danced war dance shirtless. It's a feast for the eyes, okay? Let me tell you..."
Seeing Ning Beibei's endless sharing, Jian Anran stopped this topic that was getting further and further away in time: "Wait, wait!"
"So how should I reply to this person's news?"
"News?" Ning Beibei just woke up from her thoughts about the handsome guy, "I guess I just want you to send him the file."
"I'm not saying that. It was him who said he would give me three days to draw pictures. Yesterday he urged me once on the first day, and today I urged him again on the second day. What on earth does he want to do? He doesn't really want to start prostitution for free.
Are you done?"
Jian Anran went through a lot of mental struggle, and finally replied "OK" on WeChat, then exported the rendered picture, took another screenshot and sent it to Mr. Liu.
She has already made a psychological preparation: she can work for free, but she must not be prostituted for free.
There was no reply from the other party for a long time, so she didn't want to continue doing it. She went to the cafeteria with Ning Beibei to have a meal and came back. Under her "coercion and inducement", she read several Weibo posts about the starring actors in "Feng Shen".
A message popped up again on Jian Anran's WeChat.
[Mr. Liu: Follow these instructions I wrote and make changes]
Clicking on the file sent by Mr. Liu, there were two pictures. The other party directly circled and squeezed out her screenshots, and also wrote comments on modifications.
She subconsciously glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer——
Half past eight.
When she stayed up late to finish modifying the files, it was almost two o'clock in the morning. Jian Anran went to bed without even covering her computer.
"Deng Deng, Deng Deng——"
Awakened by the vibrating sound of WeChat early in the morning, Jian Anran drowsily picked up her phone. Not surprisingly, at nine o'clock in the morning, Mr. Liu sent her another message.
[Mr. Liu: You are totally wrong!]
[Mr. Liu: Have you followed my revision suggestions?]
[Mr. Liu: Come here for a moment]
"Come for a while?" Jian Anran couldn't help but said to herself, "Where are you coming?"
