Chapter 78: Let’s take a look at the character setting?

Chapter 78: Let’s take a look at the character setting?

Chapter 78: Let’s take a look at the character setting?

Xu Yichi, whose brain could no longer keep up with her eyes, stared at the screen until she saw Liu Zhuyi on the other side send a message saying "Xiao Xu, are you still there? Xiao Xu?" Then she suddenly came to her senses as if awakened from a dream, and hurriedly picked up the phone to reply to this impatient ancestor.

[Lanting Xue Yi Chi: Yes, yes, yes, Senior Liu, I am still here.]
[Lanting Xueyichi: You typed too fast, and my brain couldn't keep up... My brain was overloaded just now, so I couldn't reply to your message in time.]
[Lanting Xueyichi: We have already drawn the character design of the Hanjin Jingpo, but it is just a hand-drawn draft and has not been scanned into the computer yet. The actual picture is in the hands of our head artist. Please wait a moment, I will ask her to take a picture right away.]
[Please don’t call me Tiger Bi: Uh, well, I’m using voice input and typing, so the speed of sending messages is indeed a bit fast. It’s okay if you can’t read it slowly. Just remember to send me something casually as a response… Otherwise, I always feel like I’m performing a one-man show, which is not very comfortable.]
[Please don’t call me Tiger Bi: Of course, I don’t mean to blame you. This is mainly my own fault - I fought them hard on the battlefield back then. When no one paid attention to me, I always felt that I had lost contact with the main force or was ambushed by the enemy.]
[Please don’t call me Tiger: Plus, ahem… you probably discovered when you were researching information while making the game that my original body has been buried under the sand for about two thousand years, and I can’t leave it until I’ve cultivated into a Taoist body—in other words, no one talked to me for at least eighteen hundred years in these two thousand years, so now I’m a bit of a revengeful chatterbox.]
[Please don’t call me Tiger Bi: As for the character design, there is no rush. If it has not been scanned yet, just ask her to take a good photo and take a clear one.]
[Lanting Xueyichi: OK, I'll go call her right away!]
Xu Yichi replied quickly, and after typing the words, he turned around and rushed down the stairs.

"Xiaobai... hurry up, hurry up, Xiaobai!"

Xu Dazao, who rushed downstairs, stretched his neck and screamed. At that time, Bai Miaomiao was still studying the materials sent to her by Yang Yan'an, trying to figure out how to draw Shan Wenjia so that it could have both its inherent solidity and the neatness and handsomeness required for the game character. When she heard Xu Yichi's sudden shout, her hand almost trembled, and the ink-dipped brush went across the entire page.

"Hiss - are you going to die, Xiaoyi? Stop being so jumpy all the time!" Looking at her draft that was mostly ruined by one stroke, Bai Miaomiao gasped in pain.

Fortunately, a color draft like this is still a long way from the final character design. Although she felt distressed at the moment, she did not lose her mind on the spot.

——Otherwise, she would have to pick up the largest brush in the bucket and hit the unfortunate child on the head with it!

"Look at the way you yell... Hey!"

"Tell me, what happened to you this time?" Bai Miaomiao put down the drawing board and stood up with her hands on her hips.

Glancing at the horizontal stroke on the painting, Xu Yichi knew he was in the wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to pat his artist mother on the shoulder in a fawning manner: "Hehe... I'm sorry, Xiaobai, I was a little too excited just now--"

"Well, um, didn't Senior Yang give me the contact information of several teachers today? I just added the WeChat of Mr. Liu from Xinsheng who will be coming to Xinchuan next week."

"He said that he had learned about our situation from Senior Yang, and the authorization issue is easy to discuss - he will come over next week and will be able to discuss it with us right away."

"Besides this authorization issue, he just sent me a lot of reference materials that we can use - things like restoration of Han brocade, Han Dynasty looms, and the Han-Qiang War," Xu Yichi typed as he reported on the results and progress of his communication with the big guys. "These are all on my phone right now. I'll forward them to our group later."

"Also, Teacher Liu wants to see the character design of our Hanjin Jingpo in advance. He said that if there are any major problems, we can change them in advance so that it won't be too late to change them on site next week."

"So you see that..." "Oh, so after talking for so long, you want me to quickly take two good pictures of the character design so that I can send them to Teacher Liu for review, right?" The Hanfu girl who had been listening to Xu Yichi's rambling raised her eyebrows and acted as if she suddenly understood something. "Since you just want to ask me for the character design, why don't you get to the point and tell me directly?"

"——This is not a big deal... Look at how anxious you were just now!"

Bai Miaomiao's look was full of disgust, and Xu Yichi's smile suddenly turned embarrassed when he heard that.

The little girl glanced at Bai Miaomiao's half-finished draft on the coffee table, and a guilty conscience appeared in her eyes uncontrollably: "Hey, then I didn't... I didn't accidentally mess up!"

"Wow! So you know you were doing something bad just now?" Bai Miaomiao crossed her arms and smiled, "Okay, stop hitting me. Since this is just a rough draft, I'll let you go today."

"——Let's go upstairs and take a photo of the character design for Mr. Liu! It just so happens that when I was drawing this character design, I always felt that something was a little awkward... but when I looked closely, I couldn't tell where it was uncomfortable."

"While there are reliable experts here, we should ask them to take a look at it as soon as possible so that it can be done as soon as possible."

"Okay, then please come this way~~" Xu Yichi nodded repeatedly, rolled up his sleeves, bowed and raised his hand, pretending to be a waiter.

Bai Miaomiao felt that if she gave this guy one more piece of white linen towel, he would immediately be able to appear as a waiter in an inn in a costume drama, so she turned her head and glanced at her with amusement, then walked upstairs.

At this time, the sun has not yet set on the top of the mountain. The slightly warm natural light in the room and the fill light from the mobile phone's flashlight are combined to produce a picture with very bright and realistic colors.

Bai Miaomiao dragged the painting into the photo-editing software and processed it slightly. After confirming that the slight distortion caused by the angle when shooting had been basically eliminated, she packaged the original picture and sent it to Xu Yichi.

Xu Yichi, who got the photo, did not hesitate to see the situation. He immediately threw it onto Liu Zhuyi's chat page. Soon, the nickname of the chatterbox on the other side changed to "the other party is typing", and the white bubbles that had been stagnant for a while began to surge wildly.

[Please don’t call me Tiger Bi: Come on, Xiao Xu, your artist is really good.]
[Please don’t call me Tiger Bi: Are you into Hanfu? Or have you studied some related fashion design or research? It’s not easy to not draw a deep-collared dress like a fishtail skirt for a photo studio… Not many painters can pay attention to these details, but your art design is good.]
[Please don’t call me Tiger Bi: It’s a pity that the clothing pattern is drawn correctly, but the color matching and patterns on it are not very clear... But this is easy to change. Let her take a closer look at the PDF I sent you about the characteristics of Han Dynasty brocade. I will find you a collection of commonly used patterns in the Han Dynasty later.]
[Please don’t call me Tiger Bi: By the way, is your artist with you?]