Guan Lang began to determine the character of the design.
The pencil skimmed across the paper quickly and skillfully.
In the quiet room, there was only the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the particles on the paper. The afternoon sun shined through the screen window and hit the tips of Guan Lang's hair, making his serious eyes shine even more.
The lines slowly flow out from the end of the pen, and the image of a little girl holding a bouquet of vibrant sunflowers gradually becomes clear. She has eyes as clear as a spring, her long soft hair is flying freely in the wind, and her figure is delicate and innocent.
It looks lovely, like an elf wandering among the flowers.
An excellent painter has the miraculous ability to create interesting images by dabbling with paint. He does not need other tools, but only uses a pen and a page of paper to create heart-stirring images.
Although this is only a not very detailed first draft, it has already made the little girl's charming and naive attitude vivid and vivid on the paper.
Guan Lang put down his pencil and admired the first draft of his design with some satisfaction.
It was a completely superb performance, showing twelve points of strength.
Perhaps it was because of the encouragement and encouragement from the heavy money, or because I had a pleasant conversation with Tang Tang just now, and I have a certain understanding of her character, so I was very excited when I started writing, and the process of painting was as smooth and smooth as the design.
Guan Lang thinks the character's characteristics are very consistent with his cute temperament.
Without rushing into the first draft of the painting, Guan Lang gently twisted the drawing paper and walked to another long white table with various instruments placed on it.
Put the drawing paper into the scanner to scan, and then sent the exported high-definition electronic picture to Tang Tang via WeChat.
Although he was satisfied with the first draft of the design, whether it would go further or not would depend on the customer's satisfaction.
Tang Tang was probably still in class, so he probably didn't have time to look at his phone, so he didn't reply immediately.
Guan Lang did not wait foolishly for the other party's news. Instead, he sat back in front of his desktop computer and opened CAD to modify the general floor plan of his design assignment.
An hour later, after revising the road design of the general plan and fine-tuning some landscape nodes, Guan Lang took the time to open WeChat.
Tang Tang has replied.
"Wow!! (p≧w≦q) looks so good. Senior, are you a god?"
"So cute, I want this!"
"Thank you, senior!"
Guan Lang looked at the reply with a faint smile on his lips. The customer's sincere joy and praise was the greatest reward and recognition.
It is precisely because of this sense of accomplishment that is the motivation that supports Guan Lang to keep painting.
"As long as you like it, then I will continue to draw it according to this image."
"I will send you the process diagram and progress in stages. If you have any comments or changes you want, you can always mention it to me. You are welcome." Guan Lang was afraid that the other party would not dare to make his request because he was too shy, so he reiterated
road.
Generally speaking, he doesn't like customers to make too many requests. The reason is not that he is afraid of modifications, but that the other party often cannot explain clearly how they want him to modify them. He just keeps saying that there is a problem here and something is wrong there. But if he asks
As to where exactly it was, all I got was a vague answer: It just looks weird to me. Could you please change it again?
If you go over and over like this, time will be wasted. Not only will the work you get not be good, but it will become a little weird because of deletions and changes.
Tang Tang, on the other hand, was at the other extreme. He had no requirements and was allowed to do everything he wanted, which made him feel a bit at a loss as to what to do.
But if you compare the two, Tang Tang is simply an angel.
Tang Tang, who had just returned home by car, couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone as soon as he entered the room. He happened to see Guan Lang's message and immediately replied: "Yeah."
A few sparrows jumped on the leafy camphor branches, making chirping calls.
Under the camphor tree, Guan Lang yawned and walked on the sidewalk.
I was in great condition for drawing last night. I finished the line drawing of the character in one go. Only the accessories and other details were left unfinished. I worked until two or three in the morning before going to bed.
However, even though he slept late last night, the biological clock he had gradually developed over the past few days still woke him up on time.
Because he still had to complete the long-distance running of daily tasks, Guan Lang did not stay in bed.
Guan Lang's body has completely adapted to the one-thousand-meter long run, and he has also felt the benefits of exercise. After only a week, he can notice that his body has undergone a completely new transformation.
My hands and feet feel stronger, my cheeks are no longer sickly pale, but white with pink, flowing with healthy blood, my temperament has become refreshed, and my whole person has a completely new look.
In other words, in simpler words, he has become more handsome!
This is not Guan Lang's narcissism, but is supported by sufficient evidence and data. This can be seen intuitively from the recent significant increase in the number of times Guan Lang has been peeked at.
If one could accurately record the number of peeks and then draw a graph based on the data, even if the graph was not an exponential curve of explosive growth, it should at least be a linear function with a positive slope.
Guan Lang guessed that although his current charm is still at the F+ level, it may be very close to the E- level, maybe it's just a slight difference.
After running two or three kilometers in one breath, Guan Lang, sweating profusely, slowly stopped.
After receiving the daily task reward, Guan Lang opened the attribute list to view his information as usual.
【property】
Player Nickname: Guan Lang
Character level: Level 1 (7/15)
Strength:f
Agility:f
Physical strength: f
Spirit:f
Charm:f+
Internal strength: 180 days of acquired internal strength
Guan Lang raised his eyebrows, and his strength was finally upgraded from f- to f! Congratulations!
He has a little bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the glaring f-- has made him unhappy for a while. Fortunately, he has finally reached the level of a normal person's strength, and his heart feels as sweet as eating honey.
But then I thought about it, and it seemed like there was nothing worth being happy about.
Now, except for his F+ charm, the rest is still F-level, and f-, f, and f+ are all the lowest level in the system's evaluation.
Don't you see that the system's evaluation of him has always been unfavorable for so many days, and there has been no change at all due to his training results.
It would be great if his physical fitness could all reach E-level. Then he would be equivalent to Captain America without a shield. And if the increase in internal strength is added to that, how superhuman would his strength be?
Guan Lang couldn't help but think about it in his mind for a moment.
Then facing the fact that I am still just a weak chicken, I went back and continued to work hard to make money by painting for a living.
The line drawing of the main outline of the character is completed, but there is still a lot of work to do.
Rather, it is the subsequent improvement of details that is more critical and time-consuming, and determines whether a painting is ordinary and good-looking, or whether it is the kind of exquisite work that you will never tire of and fall in love with at first sight.
Most works that lack details may give people a good feeling at a glance, but if you look closely, you will find that there is nothing worth reading and appreciating, just like fast food.
And those works with exquisite details can often catch other people's attention in the first place.
Originally, this time I was painting a live 2D model, so it didn't matter if it didn't need to be too detailed. However, after Guan Lang received Tang Tang's high remuneration, he naturally wanted to keep improving and make the work worthwhile for the other party.
Guan Lang rolled his wrist and looked away from the digital screen.
After stretching, this morning's illustration work came to an end and he was going to have lunch.
lunch?
Guan Lang's movements when he stood up suddenly froze, and his expression gradually became serious.
Suddenly, he realized that he seemed to have forgotten something.
Last night, he seemed to have made a random promise to Qin Yanxi while painting, and agreed to meet downstairs at 11 noon today. She drove him to Baocheng Building in the city to eat coconut chicken, and after dinner, they went shopping together.
Shopping at Cheng Building.
Guan Lang glanced at the time ashamedly. The hands of the clock had already pointed to twelve o'clock.
It’s over!!
Accidentally let go of Qin Yanxi's pigeon?
Guan Lang swallowed and turned on his phone. As expected, he saw six missed calls from Qin Yanxi and a dozen messages on WeChat.
Qin University Counselor: I'm downstairs. Come down quickly and get ready to leave. The appointment time is at 11:30, and it will take about half an hour to drive there.
Counselor Qin University: Are you down yet?
Qin University Counselor: Why can’t I get through when I call you?
Qin University Counselor: I’m so angry! It’s too late and you let me go?
In the parking lot of the community downstairs, in a black Audi A6L, Qin Yanxi was playing a mobile game in boredom, mumbling something in her mouth.
For today's dinner, she specially put on light makeup and put on a decent outfit.
Qin Yanxi checked it on the Internet. It is said that young boys often hope that someone will care about them. In other words, they lack love. But for a boy in his early twenties like Guan Lang, the maternal charm exuded by mature women
It is the most difficult thing for them to resist.
She went out today and dressed up carefully. At the same time, she also tried hard to adjust her mood, striving to be a gentle and considerate big sister, showing her intelligence and charm.
But all this was wasted by an hour of waiting time. Now she just wants to hold Guan Lang's head, pinch his face hard, and give him a good beating. This brat actually made her wait for so long?
Although Guan Lang didn't have the clairvoyance to see Qin Yanxi's gnashing of teeth, he could guess that the other party was so angry that her stomach would explode.
After being left alone for an hour, I don’t know if she is still downstairs?
Guan Lang dialed Qin Yanxi's phone with some guilt.
"Dudududu"
"Hey, are you the gentle, beautiful and generous Sister Qin?" Guan Lang asked cautiously.
"Stop, stop, stop! Don't talk to me with this yin and yang, disgusting tone. I'm very angry now, and it's useless for you to say nice things. I just want to hit your head with my fist! I
It's right downstairs from you now, come down right away!" Qin Yanxi gritted her teeth.
"Sister, let's calm down. I apologize to you. It's my fault. I forgot about things in Hua Hua just now. I didn't mean to let you off." Guan Lang quickly explained and defended, trying to minimize his fault.
"Okay, okay, I'm not angry. Come down now." Qin Yanxi said slowly, word by word.
Who are you lying to? Guan Lang cursed in his heart.
But this time the fault was his, so he could only face it bravely: "Then I'm going down now. We are all civilized people. Let's talk it over if we have anything to say."
"No problem, we have such a good relationship, and it's only natural that my sister forgives her brother for his little mistakes."
"Then I'll go down."
"Stop! Stop! Let go! Stop pinching, it hurts!"
Guan Lang was bullied by Qin Yanxi and pressed against the front hood of the Audi, unable to move, and his ears were pinched until they turned red.
"Didn't we agree not to do anything? Let's talk it over if we have something to say." Guan Lang begged for mercy.
"Yes, but didn't we agree to meet at eleven o'clock?"
"And isn't it only natural for a sister to teach a younger brother who makes mistakes?" Qin Yanxi said with a sinister smile, showing the despicable face of an adult.
"That's not what you said just now! Qin Yanxi! Stop making trouble, a passerby is approaching!" Guan Lang struggled.
"No matter how big or small you are, you actually called me by my first name. It's an extra crime!" Qin Yanxi bit her red lips and said angrily, pressing harder.
It is obvious that the party is late, but there is no sincere regret! It is simply disgusting, the bigger the party, the more disobedient it is!
Today she will use her sister's momentum to control this bad boy.
Guan Lang's cheek was pressed against the cold metal hood by Qin Yanxi's fleshy little arm, and her waist and arms were pressed by her other hand.
Qin Yanxi thought she was holding Guan Lang firmly, but considering how heavy her small body was, most of the fat in her body was probably only in those two towering pairs.
Guan Lang exerted force and broke away easily.
"You still dare to resist?" Qin Yanxi stared at Guan Lang with wide eyes.
"Sister Xi, it's all my fault. If I don't pay for the next meal, I'll treat it as an apology for being late. But we'd better stop making trouble in public. If my neighbors see it, what misunderstanding will happen?
"Guan Lang apologized quickly.
Qin Yanxi was not an unreasonable person. She glanced around and found that there were indeed several people around her looking over.
She pouted slightly: "Okay, then I'll let you go first."
"But I promised to treat you, so I can't break my promise. Remember not to let me go next time!" Qin Yanxi gave her a bitter look, turned around and sat back in the car.