Lingyu? It doesn’t sound like martial arts, but rather something that appears in fairy tales. ⊙八⊙八⊙Read⊙Books, 2●
However, Guan Lang can also understand that the system he has is obviously a patchwork of inferior gaming systems, and the requirements for it cannot be too stringent.
Therefore, there will be some objects that do not match the style of painting, which is also common sense.
After all, my system is indeed a bit inferior.
After lunch, Guan Lang rushed home and fed Qianqiu cat food.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Qianqiu lying on his side on the floor in front of the door, twisting like a cat cake.
Guan Lang held his nose and walked into the house. He guessed that Qianqiu had been acting crazy at home during the day. His soft and long white hair was everywhere.
Guan Lang turned on the air purifier and used a vacuum cleaner to clean all the hair on the floor, sofa and chairs.
Since you have a cat at home, the problem of hair loss is inevitable.
In fact, not only the furniture, but also Guan Lang's body was often stained with some of Qianqiu's fallen hair. Sometimes he was too lazy to take care of it, and after a long time, he turned a blind eye and went to school with the hair all over his body.
He actually didn't care much about this trouble. After all, he had decided to keep a pet, so it was expected that it would bring some extra work.
His patience is quite good. At least he won't buy a pet excitedly like many young people who have just graduated and live alone. Then after a few days of keeping it, he can't stand the trouble of keeping a pet and gives the pet away.
Or resold.
Guan Lang took a cold shower, carried Qianqiu into the room and read the recipe book for a while, silently writing down a few recipes he thought were good into his notebook.
I'll try it another day when I have time.
I went to the balcony to check the condition of the homemade soy sauce. I added some salt, warm water and pollen, stirred it for two or three minutes, and then re-sealed the lid of the small jar. + 八 + 八 + READ + 书, ※o
After finishing all this work, it was almost time for him to go to class.
In the evening, I clocked in and finished my classes and returned home without any surprises.
Guan Lang browsed through the manuscript invitation letters in his mailbox again after a long absence.
He has spent too much money recently and has been eating his own money. This week's weekly tasks do not seem to require a lot of time, so Guan Lang plans to take more orders and supplement the funds he has been allocating.
Small vault.
Guan Lang slowly checked his emails and deleted expired emails.
After a round of screening, I actually have a few orders with good returns.
Guan Lang was hesitant. He planned to accept two invitations this week. The selection criteria would of course be based on the quality of the drawings.
One of the orders didn't take too much time. It only cost five hundred yuan and a few hours of work to draw a profile picture for a funny two-dimensional anchor.
However, another deal left him a little confused as to whether to accept it. It was a card-drawing game character outsourcing for a mobile game company.
This type of two-dimensional card drawing games have always been produced like a continuous assembly line, and thanks to the recent popularity of Yuanzhou today, many small game companies have also imitated and produced similar tower defense card drawing games.
The game company offered a royalties of RMB 11,000 for each character, and Guan Lang was certainly quite satisfied with this remuneration.
However, this list is a little special. The game's production company, Yanhui Network, bought the copyright of the Farming Witch Network and adapted it into a mobile game. It wants to rely on the network's popularity and relatively mature story background and world view to compete in the now powerful and powerful world.
They have a share of the card game market, but because Yanhui Network is a new game company and their art staff is relatively scarce, they chose to outsource some of the characters to some mature commercial painters.
This means that if Guan Lang wants to draw a character that suits the readers of the novel, he still has to read the one-million-word book.
It's not like Guan Lang has never read the Internet. When he was in high school, he also borrowed the physical books bought by his classmates and read several popular online books, such as Horse Breaking the Sky and Bullfighting Continent.
Of course, it was limited to these few books. He hadn't read many, and the only one he had finished, Ma Po Cangqiong, didn't give him a good sense of immersion because the protagonist was just an ordinary-looking boy.
The most important thing is that he can't read quickly, so he hesitated.
Guan Lang accepted the order in the end, and the hero had to pay for five buckets of rice. After all, he had to eat just enough. As for the website, he tried his best to read it at a glance.
I just hope that the protagonist of that novel can be better-looking.
Guan Lang sighed, the lack of sense of immersion greatly affects the reading experience.
Entering the studio, Guan Lang decided to paint the first order with a small workload first.
After communicating with the female anchor on WeChat, Guan Lang understood the other person's thoughts. The image she requested was an orange, and because of her delicate voice, the best avatar image must reflect the feeling of a luoli from Xiaojiabiyu.
Guan Lang looked at the several animated characters she sent and said there was no problem at all.
With his level of skill, it is easy to draw a high-level avatar that a layman like him cannot find fault with.
"Brother Aria, you have to draw beautifully, because she is a good-looking anchor! And it's best to draw faster, because the day after tomorrow, she has to have sex with a two-dimensional anchor!"
"Um."
Guan Langyan replied concisely and concisely.
Although he didn't understand the relationship between a good-looking anchor and a purchased two-dimensional avatar, he was just a painter and this issue was beyond his consideration.
I don’t know if he heard it wrong, but he seemed to hear a childish “grandma” sound in the background of the WeChat voice sent by the other party.
Maybe the other person is a young mother living with her mother-in-law, and the children may be calling their grandma.
It’s really hard. As a mother, you still have to live broadcast and start a business in order to make a living.
It is not easy for people nowadays to make money. Guan Lang sighed with emotion and felt that he had to work hard.
Without wasting time, Guan Lang took advantage of the hour or two before going to bed to draw a detailed sketch of the avatar of the anchor with two-dimensional appearance and roughly filled in the color blocks.
Although the painting has not yet been completed, the character in the painting has begun to take shape. It is a cute little girl with long orange hair. She wears a hairpin in the shape of a sliced orange on her head. Her two eyes are sparkling, like two crystal clear eyes.
Like citrine.
At twelve o'clock, Guan Lang took off his headphones and stopped working on time. He would find time to paint during the rest of the day, and he had to combine work and rest in order to create a satisfactory painting.
Walking out of the living room, the big light in the living room has been turned off, a small lamp emits a faint light, and Qianqiu's eyes on the cat climbing frame are glowing faintly like will-o'-the-wisps.
Guan Lang took a bottle of drink from the refrigerator and drank it in one gulp.
"Qianqiu, go to bed early and don't play too late."
No wonder night owls are used to describe people who stay up late to sleep. Guan Lang smiled softly when he saw that it was full of energy, jumping up and down, and seemed to want to play with him.
I walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the curtains, and the silvery white moonlight with a hint of quiet light blue entered the hall.
He sat down on the recliner, and Qianqiu jumped onto Guan Lang's belly like a little tail.