Fu Zhen returned to his small room. The computer and board he bought were from the same city, so the delivery was fast, and they were delivered to the cabinet downstairs this afternoon.
Fu Zhen took out his courier, carefully carried it back to the rental room, and unpacked it. He hadn't been so happy for a long time. Looking at the Meituan icon on his phone, he felt a little craving for maocai, but when he thought about today's During the day on the construction site, wages are deducted, and this thought is gone.
After Fu Zhen connected the drawing board to the computer, he tried out all the functions. After looking for the texture, he found that it was okay. Then he tried Flash, which didn’t work. As long as the number of frames increased, the computer would be Can't bring it up.
Fu Zhen thought about it for a while, and planned to accept draft requests before the official update of "Shazhou Chronicle", and then save a sum of money to exchange for a better computer.
If you want to receive a draft, you must have enthusiasm. Generally speaking, newcomers will draw some popular novels, games, or fan pictures of film and television dramas on the Internet to attract fans.
After accumulating a wave of fans, people will naturally come to him to ask for drafts, but it takes a long time to accumulate, and another situation is that the painters are particularly good, and all the fans can shout out as soon as the pictures come out .
Fu Zhen hasn't touched a paintbrush for a long time. If he is two years old, he must be very confident that he can become a blockbuster and become a big player in the circle. But now, Fu Zhen saw that he just fell this morning and is still holding Looking at the purple-red scratched palm, he shook his head and gave a wry smile.
But no matter what, now that he has made up his mind, he must start well. While playing "Shazhou Chronicle" on the station, he is undergoing rehabilitation. Two years have passed, and his level has not dropped too much. Looking at the draft he had just drawn, Fu Zhen nodded with satisfaction. If he works harder, he should be able to return to the state he was two years ago in a month.
Fu Zhen put down his paintbrush, stood up and rubbed his shoulders, then browsed through the sketches of the artists on Weibo, and compared it with the line draft he drew just now. His current level should be acceptable. drafted.
As soon as he said it, Fu Zhen immediately re-applied for a Weibo account for himself. He hesitated for a while when choosing a nickname, and somehow Jiang Hengshu's name suddenly crossed his mind.
People in the world sneered at me when they saw me, and when they heard Yu's big words.
He didn't know where Jiang Hengshu's name came from, but he remembered this poem. This poem came from Li Bai's "Shang Li Yong". inside.
Fu Zhen entered the input box back and forth several times, and finally decided on the name Jianwen.
He took a word before and after the word Hengshu in the poem, and changed it into a homophonic word. This is a personal secret, and I guarantee that no one will find out.
In fact, Fu Zhen had two Weibo accounts two years ago, one was his own, and the other was the official account of "Shazhou Chronicle", but his own account had been kicked out of Fu's house as early as It was blocked, and if the official account of "Shazhou Chronicle" posted an advertisement for the draft of the treaty, people would not be laughed to death. Fu Zhen would be ashamed, and he still couldn't do this for the time being.
After applying for a new Weibo account, Fu Zhen also took pictures of the sketches and illustrations he drew during the two years of free time, uploaded them to his Weibo album, and finally posted a Weibo.
"The transparent painter's hand is recovering, the price of cabbage, welcome to invite drafts"
He planned to release the advertisement first. It would be best if he could receive the draft. If he didn't receive it, he would wait for two days. He drew a new picture and uploaded it to this Weibo account. He could attract a fan or two.
However, at his current speed, it would take three or four days to complete a full-color single-person portrait. It is easier to draw a head portrait, and it is also much simpler in terms of color, light and shadow, but now he needs to draw the human body. Get proficient as soon as possible, and drawing avatars is a waste of time.
After Fu Zhen quit Weibo, he continued to read "Shazhou Chronicle" and draw pictures. His hands did not stop for a moment, and he continued to work like this until the early morning.
After Fu Zhen finished watching the first season of "Shazhou Chronicle", he backed out from the website, opened Weibo and took another look. The Weibo that he posted just now was empty, and there was no one there. .
Fu Zhen took a look at the example pictures he uploaded in his photo album. Most of them were sketches, not very detailed. At first glance, it didn’t seem very attractive. , It should be completed the day after tomorrow. That Zhang Lihui belongs to the heroine in "Shazhou Chronicle", so I don't know how much heat it will have.
An original artist is now drawing a fanart of his own work, no matter how you think about it, it's a bit miserable.
Fu Zhen was about to put away his phone and prepare to go to bed, when he suddenly saw a small red dot on his message, he clicked on it, unexpectedly someone came to ask him for a draft today.
[Are all the paintings in the wife’s photo album painted by the wife? Ma'am, can I paint on a panel? ]
Fu Zhen replied quickly.
[Yes, it's OK]
[The lady can tell me the price? ]
[What do you want? Head portrait, vertical painting, or color insert? ]
[Maybe it's a color insert? Is the wife picking up someone? ]
[what doujin]
[Saw Chronicle's]
Fu Zhen did not expect to be able to be so coincidental. His next business was a colleague of "Shazhou Chronicle". After all, he is also the original artist of "Shazhou Chronicle". A fanfic of the original work... Fu Zhen admired the semi-finished vertical painting in his computer again, and gave a reply happily.
[Got it, who's it]
[Madam look at my nickname]
Custard bun
Fu Zhen blinked his eyes to make sure that he was not mistaken. Although he hadn't been in touch with the fandom of "Shazhou Chronicle" for a long time, he could barely remember that the custard cp refers to Zhu Naiyou and Huang Lie. These two are rivals in love.
Before Fu Zhen sent out the acceptance advertisement, he thought that he might also draw a CP picture, but he never thought that the CP picture he drew for the first time would be two men.
[A full-body picture of two people is required, interactive]
Before Fu Zhen could reply, the little sister who asked for the manuscript sent another message: [It would be better to be a little more obscene, thank you madam (ω )]
[…]
Fu Zhen pressed his forehead, no matter what, the business has already come to the door, so there is no reason not to do it to the end, but, as the original artist of "Shazhou Chronicle", he must wear his vest tightly, and he will not be able to take it off in this life.
[The style should be the original style]
[preferably original]
Fu Zhen nodded. His current level is actually higher than many painters on the Internet, but this is his first order after all, so he dare not ask for too high a price.
[Can 200r receive it? ]
This is really the price of cabbage. I think it would not be a problem for him to sell a pair of color inserts for four figures.
But the custard buns are not polite at all.
[Can it be cheaper]
Fu Zhen sighed, this custard bun is his first customer, so it should be cheaper if it is cheaper.
[150, it can't be cheaper]
[OK]
The custard bag was also a pleasure. After the two decided on some details, they immediately transferred 50 yuan to Fu Zhen's Alipay as a deposit. Listening to the sound of gold coins clattering, Fu Zhen swallowed , I really want to eat maocai.
Forget it, it's better to dream.
Fu Zhen fell asleep and woke up at four o'clock in the morning. He picked up the mobile phone next to the pillow, not knowing what to think in a daze. He opened Weibo and directly logged into the "Shazhou Chronicle" page. Official account, after successfully entering the password, the mobile phone screen went blank all of a sudden. Fu Zhen was taken aback. He finally regained consciousness. He thought that the mobile phone was broken and was about to turn it off and restart, but then found that the screen had returned to normal .
Probably because he has received too many messages in the past two years, and he hasn't changed his mobile phone for a long time, and his Weibo hasn't been updated for a long time, so there was a short-term lag.
After waiting for a while, the phone is used to so many people greeting him, Fu Zhen clicked on the message, and found that tens of thousands of private messages, more than 700,000 comments, and some likes, @, and mentions had been saved in the past two years. What, in short, he was not wronged at all for being stuck for two minutes just now.
Fu Zhen opened his Weibo homepage, looked at every Weibo he had posted in the past, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face. Every word on it could evoke a pleasant memory for him.
In the end, he clicked on the last Weibo posted by this official account. There were a lot of comments under this Weibo. He didn’t remember what the number showed when he logged in for the last time, but now the comments below are displayed like Yes - 683,000.
The first popular comment below is: If the Shazhou Chronicle can be updated again and the official sand sculptures reappear in the world, Xinnan is willing to donate a number of girlfriends and be single for life.
Fu Zhen couldn't help laughing, and then swipe down to read other comments, but in the process of swiping the screen, he swiped his hand to like the comment just now, Fu Zhen didn't care too much, anyway, two years ago As an official account, he often slipped his hands. After reading a few comments, he felt sleepy again. Fu Zhen threw his phone aside and fell asleep.
Fu Zhen felt that this praise was not a big deal, but for the fans of "Shazhou Chronicle", this praise was like rain after a long drought.
"Shazhou Chronicle" has not had any news since the update stopped. Fans used to cry day and night under the official Weibo for an explanation. As a result, the sand sculpture official seemed to be dead, and even a single punctuation was stingy to send them. When it came out, fans thought the studio had closed down.
Even if the bastard boss ran away with his sister-in-law, you should sing a rap to let us know that you are still alive!