Tang Muzhou and Xie Mingzhe chatted while eating. There were so many topics between the two that they couldn't finish the conversation, and unknowingly they chatted for hours. Xie Mingzhe was shocked to realize that it was half past eleven, and immediately stopped the conversation and said, "Senior brother, I should go back, the dormitory building will be closed at twelve o'clock!"
As a graduate of Imperial College, Tang Muzhou certainly knew the rules of the school, stood up and said, "I'll send you." Seeing that Xie Mingzhe was about to refuse, Tang Muzhou added: "It's so late, I don't worry about you going back alone, I'll send you off. back to school."
The senior brother insisted on sending it, but Xie Mingzhe did not refuse any more, he simply nodded and followed the senior brother into the car.
Probably because it was too late, the two did not meet any paparazzi reporters along the way, and Tang Muzhou sent the junior and junior brothers back to the back door of the school smoothly. Xie Mingzhe got out of the car, turned around and waved at him: "Thank you, brother!"
Tang Muzhou's eyes were full of smiles: "You're welcome. Go back quickly, so as not to be stopped by the dormitory."
Xie Mingzhe nodded, quickly dodged through the back door, and ran all the way to the dormitory.
Seeing him running into the school quickly, the smile on Tang Muzhou's lips deepened - this guy is really full of energy, and for some reason, every time he is with him, he will be infected by his emotions, and his mood will also become happy.
Tang Muzhou kept watching his younger brother's back, until the figure of the other party running away completely disappeared under the street light, he put away his smile, started the car and returned to Fenghua Club.
The dormitory management system of Imperial College is quite strict, and access control will be carried out on time at 24:00 every night. If a student comes back later than the access control time, they must go to the dormitory management center to register the detailed reasons for going out and returning late. This kind of regulation is to prevent the young students from playing too crazy outside, and it is not easy to explain to their parents if there is any accident. Those who return late more than three times have to report to the school, which is particularly troublesome.
Xie Mingzhe hates trouble the most, so of course it's better to be able to go back before the access control.
He ran all the way back to the dormitory at the speed of a 100-meter race, and finally ran back to the dormitory downstairs out of breath. Seeing that the time was 23:58, Xie Mingzhe finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiled politely at the dormitory aunt, and pretended to Very calmly walked into the freshman dormitory building.
23:58, only 2 minutes away from the access control time.
Fortunately, Tang Muzhou personally sent him back to the school, and his physical strength was good enough. He ran from the back door of the school to the dormitory area non-stop. It was a false alarm that he ran such a long distance in a few minutes and came back before the access control. field.
Xie Mingzhe wiped the sweat from his forehead and leaned against the wall to adjust his breathing.
Just at this moment, another classmate walked into the dormitory building quickly.
The other party was wearing a pair of slim trousers, his legs cast straight and long black shadows on the ground, and a neat braid was tied on his head, but he looked like a boy... Xie Mingzhe was slightly startled, he always felt that this man The shadow is extraordinarily familiar.
Until the other party walked into the building, the two looked at each other.
—It was Qin Xuan, the mysterious roommate who disappeared for several days.
Unexpectedly, both of them came back in time, and almost the moment Qin Xuan walked into the dormitory building, the door behind him was closed.
The sound of the door closing echoed in the ears of the two of them very clearly in the dark night. The two people who were looking at each other in the hall looked at each other, Xie Mingzhe touched his nose and looked for a topic to break the embarrassing silence: "Cough, Qin Xuan, you are like this. Are you coming back late?"
Qin Xuan said lightly: "Well, did you just come back?"
Xie Mingzhe said with a dry smile, "I went out to eat, but luckily I came back before twelve o'clock."
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time and returned to the dormitory one after the other. Only the sound of their footsteps was left in the empty corridor late at night.
Xie Mingzhe came to the door of the dormitory and took the initiative to open the door and turned on the lights in the dormitory. Only then did he see Qin Xuan's face clearly under the bright light. Dark circles.
I remember that Qin Xuan said he would take a three-day leave, but he didn't come back until a week later. Xie Mingzhe asked two words of concern: "Have you dealt with everything at home?"
Qin Xuan rubbed his forehead lightly and said in a flat tone: "Grandpa died, I came back after attending the funeral."
Xie Mingzhe was stunned: "I'm not very good at comforting people, you... don't be too sad."
This consolation is really bad. Seeing his anxious look, Qin Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, and said, "No need to console me, my grandfather is over 100 years old. He has been living in the hospital for the past two years and relied on medicines to survive. This time he walked peacefully. For him, it might be a relief."
Xie Mingzhe nodded and said, "Well, the old man will surely rest in peace." He had no relatives, so he couldn't experience the pain of bereavement, and he didn't know how to comfort his roommate, and it seemed that the roommate really didn't need comfort.
So Xie Mingzhe wisely changed the subject: "By the way, Professor Chen named you in class a few days ago. I told him that you asked for leave for something at home, and he asked you to explain it to him in person when you came back."
Qin Xuan: "…"
Professor Chen, who has gray hair and a long white beard, is a famous weirdo. He is knowledgeable and well-known in the art world, but he is very serious in class. He often asks students to answer questions by name. If a classmate who is named happens to skip class, he will directly ask the classmate to retake his course next semester. The students of the art department are very afraid of him, and many people call him the old man in private.
When Qin Xuan asked for leave, he was unfortunately named by Professor Chen. Fortunately, Xie Mingzhe immediately explained that his roommate asked for leave due to family affairs. However, Professor Chen obviously didn't believe it. After all, students who skipped classes often used various excuses of "sick leave" and "something at home", so he asked Qin Xuan to come to him with a fake note.
Xie Mingzhe said: "Don't worry, if you have a fake slip approved by the school, he will not embarrass you. In addition, he also assigned an extracurricular homework for all students to draw a picture. The color can only be green, and different greens are required. Draw layering and new ideas, this homework will be recorded in the final evaluation according to the ratio of full marks of 10 points, and it will be handed in next Wednesday, and I haven't finished drawing yet."
Speaking of which, Xie Mingzhe is also a little worried. It is not so easy to draw a new painting with only green. This painting is counted as 10 points in the final assessment, and he must get at least 7 points or more, otherwise the final exam pressure will be great.
According to the seniors and sisters, there are a lot of people who fail to retake this course of Professor Chen, and the old man's score is just arbitrary, no one knows what style he likes, and Xie Mingzhe has no idea.
Qin Xuan asked: "There is no requirement for the content, but the color is limited to green, right?"
Xie Mingzhe said: "Well, all kinds of light green, dark green, and dark green can be matched casually. The green one is fine, and no other colors can appear."
"I see. Are there assignments for other courses?"
"There is no homework for other classes, only this one is due next week."
Qin Xuan nodded: "Thank you. Go to bed first, good night."
The roommate turned around and went back to his bedroom, and Xie Mingzhe also went back to the dormitory to take a shower and sleep.
He has been busy again recently, not to mention that there are more and more courses in school, he has to draw character cards for himself, draw ghost cards for Xiao Ke, and then think about drawing scenes for the Nirvana Club, and the character picture that he promised his brother. … really eight hands are not enough.
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After his rebirth, Xie Mingzhe developed a good routine, getting up at 7:00 every morning, and never sleeping in even on weekends.
It was Sunday. After he got up and washed his face, he came to the living room. He accidentally saw Qin Xuan set up an easel on the living room balcony and was painting the homework assigned by Professor Chen. Xie Mingzhe looked curiously when he passed by.
When Qin Xuan paints, his technique is very different from that of Xie Mingzhe. For example, when drawing an apple, Xie Mingzhe will first draw the outline, try to draw it as detailed and complete as possible, and then paint the outline, even if he doesn't paint, he can see at a glance that he is drawing an apple. But Qin Xuan's sketch is simply a "stream of consciousness". You can't tell whether he drew apples, oranges, pears, or just a circle
The sketches he drew were like a calligrapher's wild grass, and the paper was full of messy lines. Xie Mingzhe stood behind him and watched for a long time, but he didn't understand what the hell he was going to draw.
However, Qin Xuan, who was scribbling the lines, had a very serious expression. The usually cold and serious boy showed a rare soft look when he looked at his painting.
The warm sunlight in the early morning shrouded him through the window screen. From the side, Qin Xuan's facial features were actually very handsome. Usually men with braids will look very girly, but Qin Xuan's aura is completely held by such hairstyles. He is not girly at all, but has the unique temperament of an artist.
In the early morning, under the sun, a young man who is serious about painting, this scene really looks like a fragment from a literary movie...
However, the beautiful picture was soon broken, and there was a knock on the door: "Azhe, are you up yet, let's have breakfast!"
The door was open, and Yu Ke pushed the door directly and came in. The two of them had breakfast together a few days ago. Yu Ke also went downstairs to the dormitory and called Xie Mingzhe. I just didn't expect that there were more people in the dormitory today. Because his voice was too loud, Qin Xuan was irritated. The latter frowned in displeasure. When he turned his head, his eyes were so sharp that he seemed to stare out a hole in Yu Ke's face.
Yu Ke was stunned by him, and immediately froze in place, as if the immobilization key had been pressed.
Xie Mingzhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he quickly walked over to block Yu Ke, and said, "Qin Xuan is painting, don't disturb him."
Yu Ke came back to his senses, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, turned around and slipped away: "I'll wait for you at the door!"
After Yu Ke left, Xie Mingzhe smiled awkwardly and said, "Xiao Ke didn't know you came back, did you interrupt your inspiration?"
Qin Xuan said lightly: "It's okay."
Xie Mingzhe said: "Then I'll go downstairs to eat first, you can draw slowly."
He changed his clothes and went out. Yu Ke was waiting at the door. Seeing Xie Mingzhe coming out, he hurriedly pulled him aside and whispered, "Your friend is terrible, can you get used to living with him? Change the dormitory, move over and live with me! Our professional boys are odd, and my student number is the last, so I happen to live alone, and the other bedroom is empty."
"This is not good?" Although Xie Mingzhe was not used to getting along with people like Qin Xuan, he suddenly applied for a dormitory change, and the school would not approve it without a reasonable reason. I can't say that if my roommate doesn't play games with me, I want to play games with Yu Ke instead
"Anyway... I think he's weird." Yu Ke remembered the sharp eyes just now, and his heart lingered.
"He's cold, but he's not bad. I stared at you just now because you disturbed his painting. If you don't like him, you can send me a direct message in the future. Just don't come to my dormitory." Xie Mingzhe didn't continue this. Topic, said, "Let's go to dinner first."
"Yeah." Yu Ke didn't continue talking about Qin Xuan, and said excitedly, "By the way, the custom helmet rewarded by the champion of the freshman competition is really easy to use. I used it to log in to the game last night, and it felt that the picture was much clearer. Go. Ranked in the arena and won ten consecutive victories in one go.”
"Really?" Xie Mingzhe smiled and patted his shoulder, "You have a new helmet, hurry up and practice all the magic cards. You haven't used Du Liniang and Wei Zheng before, have you?"
"I know, I will focus on practicing the late game with the treatment card!"
The two came to the school cafeteria to have breakfast while chatting.
On weekend mornings, many students sleep late, and there are not many people in the dining hall. Occasionally, classmates pass by and see Yu Ke always cast a curious look - freshman Yu Ke won the championship and made a splash, and now he is a little celebrity.
Yu Ke, who was surrounded by onlookers, was not very comfortable. He pulled Xie Mingzhe to sit down in the corner and whispered, "Last night, the management of the Ghost Prison Club asked me to join the Ghost Prison as a trainee, but I refused."
Xie Mingzhe had expected this for a long time: "You will definitely attract the attention of Ghost Prison when you use a ghost card. You didn't say who made the ghost card?"
Yu Ke immediately assured: "I didn't mention it! However, I think they will guess it soon. After all, my Ke Xiaoke's account is in the Nirvana Guild, and Uncle Fat has been so popular recently. After a little association, it is easy to think of it. I joined Nirvana."
Xie Mingzhe said with a smile; "It doesn't matter if you are guessed, Wei Zheng and Du Liniang in your deck are new cards that have not been revealed yet, and the tactics surrounding these two cards are completely different from the Black Impermanence Burst Mark. Practice. In the future, I will continue to make new cards for you, and I had some ideas last night, planning to create a scene card suitable for assassination for your ghost card."
Yu Ke's eyes widened: "Do you still want to make a scene card?"
Xie Mingzhe nodded: "Well, every club will have a home map they are good at. We can't be too shabby in Nirvana, and always use other people's maps. I have already thought about the settings for the first scene map I made for you, so it's called— Blood pool hell."
Blood Pond Hell, a dark scene card, can turn the game scene into a terrifying hell paved with blood. All cards that step into the blood pool hell will be tortured and lose a lot of blood every second. Moreover, all the cards in the hell scene will be tortured. Cards are not allowed to be resurrected, lest the opponent resurrect the control card at a critical moment to fight a wave of counter-control.
Xie Mingzhe's idea is that the scene of a lot of blood loss can quickly reduce the blood volume of the card, let Xiaoke's Nie Xiaoqian and Hei Wuchang complete the harvest, supplement the lack of damage of the card group, and fight fast.
This is just one of the scene cards he envisaged, and he has not yet determined how to draw it.
There are also many ideas for other scenes, but I have been too busy recently to draw complex large-scale scenes. It would be great if I could find a good assistant, especially the kind of painter who is very good at drawing scenes.
Xie Mingzhe was an orphan in this world. Although he studied art since childhood, most of them were self-taught. When he was a child, he had no money to hire a professional teacher, and his basic skills were not particularly solid. He is very good at drawing figures, but painting large-scale scenes is his weakness.
The scene graph needs to consider too many details, and the scene design has high requirements on the sense of space. The scene drawn on the floor plan, the effect after 3D enlargement is not necessarily good. At the current level of Xie Mingzhe, he has not been able to independently complete the drawing of large-scale scenes.
This is a very professional field, and even in the era of Earth, game scene designers are rare talents.
This matter is not in a hurry, Xie Mingzhe thought, it is better to look it up in the Academy of Fine Arts. If you have a solid foundation and can draw large-scale scenes, you can invite Gaoxin to the Nirvana Club as a scene designer.
There is a very simple way to find talents in this field - the art exhibition of the Academy of Fine Arts.
The Academy of Fine Arts holds an art exhibition for the whole school one month after the school starts every year. Both freshmen and senior classmates can participate. They can put their best works in the exhibition hall and have an addiction to open art exhibitions.
There are so many masters of art exhibitions in the academy, who may be able to find talents for painting scenes.
Anyway, it has been three weeks since the school started. Next Saturday, the exhibition hall in the college will be officially opened. Xie Mingzhe decided to call Brother Chen over to take a look at that time. Maybe he will find a powerful assistant!