The people present did not know about mobile phones and computers, so they would not be too shocked if they had no idea. However, Liu Lang's scene of the 21st century earth city shocked them. Buildings hundreds of meters high were everywhere.
Densely packed cars were parked on the wide road, as well as the protagonist of this book, the young Qin Huo, whose fashionable appearance was "out of tune" with people of this era.
"Liu Lang, this is the city twenty years from now? Impossible, right?"
Mu Xiaohu looked at this picture and said in disbelief.
"How do you know what will happen twenty years from now?"
Liu Lang smiled.
"Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible. A building hundreds of meters high would have collapsed long ago. Everyone drives a car. Isn't that a communist society? Impossible!"
Mu Xiaohu shook his head repeatedly.
"This is a story, it doesn't matter if you don't believe it."
Liu Lang didn't want to explain to them, and couldn't.
"That's it anyway, you just follow the image I designed and fill in the colors. I have to look at every image, you know?"
"Okay, okay, Liu Lang, your painting has been very detailed. This has saved us a lot of time. Haha, we all feel a little guilty."
Lu Chunzhong was a little embarrassed.
"Haha, this is just the first part of the story. The main event is yet to come. When the time comes, humans will join forces with the Autobots to fight against the Decepticons, and various weapons will appear. That will be exciting."
Liu Lang smiled.
"Liu Lang, please tell me, how can humans defeat the Decepticons?"
Mu Xiaohu asked impatiently, and the others were also full of curiosity.
"We can't say it now, you will know it then!"
Liu Lang sold it out.
"There's nothing I can't say, really!"
Mu Xiaohu said disappointedly.
"Okay, a few masters can go to work. You can discuss the specific division of labor among yourselves. The working hours are from 8:30 to 4:30 every day. If you are tired, you can take a break and drink tea. If you are hungry, you can go to the snack bar outside to have something to eat. Yes.
Yes, you work five days a week, with Saturdays and Sundays off. In addition, there are transportation and meal subsidies during the working days, which are two yuan a day!"
"What………?"
This time, these people were immediately suppressed. They worked five days a week and were given a subsidy of two yuan a day. Why did they have to bear all the good things?
"No, no, we can get here by bus, and it only costs fifty cents to eat. We can't take any more subsidies from you!"
The three people waved their hands in succession.
"This is the company's system. Everyone must implement it. No matter who comes to work for me in the future, they will implement it according to the system. All I need is for you to work hard. This is my greatest thank you!"
Several people almost cried with gratitude after hearing this. They all said that capitalists are rich landlords. Look at Liu Lang, is he a rich landlord? He is closer than his biological father.
"Everyone, just get busy first. I won't disturb you. Tomorrow... no, I'll come back the day after tomorrow to see some of your results. You don't have to worry. You just need to draw this story within three months.
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"Don't worry, don't worry, it won't take three months, we can complete the task in two months... no, one month!"
This story is actually very short, and the workload is not that big. Any cartoon in the studio would be much longer than this. It was initially estimated that it would only require a few hundred drawings. If they hurry up, it will only take a month.
"You can no longer do what you did in the studio. The body is the most important. And when you draw, you should also draw their expressions in the environment at that time. This will be more vivid, you know?
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"Yes, yes, Liu Lang, don't worry, don't worry, we people have to deal with a factory director like you... No, we should call him a manager, our ancestral graves are already smoking!"
The three of them were now so moved that they were a little incoherent.
"Then let's go first, you guys are busy!"
After Liu Lang finished speaking, he took Mu Xiaohu and left here. He didn't have to worry too much here. He only needed to come every two or three days to guide the other party's image design. When the painting was completed, he would print it into a large number of books, and then he would be able to
swept across Western countries.
In the next half month or so, Liu Lang calmed down a little. Chen Chunsheng's Huaxia Technology and Huaxia Industrial Technology signed an agreement and started preparations for the compressor laboratory. Mu Xiaohu also spent 100,000 yuan.
Gave it to the other party.
Liu Lang went to Lu Chunzhong's place every two days. After several discussions and revisions, the designs of dozens of images were basically finalized. The first protagonist, Optimus Prime, was personally designed by Lu Chunzhong, and his appearance was full of metallic texture.
Lang was even more powerful in his previous life, and with the Autobot logo on his chest, it made people feel a bit familiar at first glance. The first villain, Megatron, was very domineering, with contempt in his eyes.
A ruthless character.
"Good, very good, great!"
Liu Lang couldn't help but admire the painting skills of these three masters. The Americans in the previous life also produced related painting books and cartoons in the late 1980s, but the image is similar to Liu Lang's Transformers.
Compared to that, it is much worse.
On the one hand, it is the image design, which is naturally incomparable. Liu Lang's design was made thirty years later. The transformed car and airplane alone cannot be compared with it now, especially the airplane that Starscream transformed into.
China's J-20 model thirty years later will have as many streamlined shapes as possible. There will also be an American F-22 fighter with a "weird" appearance.
It looks like a beast, which just suits the domineering image of the Decepticons. In addition, the French Phantom series, the British Harrier fighter plane, and more than ten types of 21st century models. Liu Lang was a military fan in his previous life.
The fighter planes were all in his mind, plus the various vehicles he usually saw on the street, and a random drawing would be at least twenty years ahead of this era.
On the other hand, there are the profound painting skills of Lu Chunzhong. They have the foundation of traditional Chinese painting, and the images they draw are very vivid. Every stroke and every line perfectly integrates the freehand characteristics of traditional Chinese painting. Liu Lang also saw it in his previous life.
Lots of comic books, whatever
Dragon Ball, Saint Seiya, Slam Dunk, etc. In terms of painting skills, these comics cannot be compared with this Transformers. There is no way. The three masters are at the level of masters of traditional Chinese painting. Such characters are
Will you draw cartoons for you in twenty years?
"It's so beautiful, so beautiful! The images of Optimus Prime and the Decepticons are perfect, beyond my expectations. Thank you to all the masters for their hard work!"
"No hard work, no hard work, this is what we should do. Let's leave these two images like this first, and we'll start drawing the other images right away!"
Liu Lang was happy, and Lu Chunzhong and others were even happier, and they continued to work without saying anything.