Two days later, Wednesday.
The entire cover design work has reached the point where the arrow is on the string and has to be released—Chu Li dare not think that Teacher Xia will ask her about the progress of "Luohe Divine Book" at the morning meeting next week. When she replied that she was walking in place, the amiable What's the look on your face...
So during these two days, Chu Li and A Xiang worked as hard as they could to feed him, and found about five ancient style painters for Zhou Chuan in total—
Among them, four were eliminated during the process of looking at the sample drafts, and only the last painter named "Mingjiu" passed the eyes of God Hiukawa and entered the draft trial stage.
To be honest, in Chu Li’s opinion, the painter “Mingjiu” is not as complete and color-controlled as one of the other four eliminated;
In addition, the sample drafts she sent are all kinds of ancient games, such as fairy swords, ancient swords, and sword three. Good original character design...
Chu Li has reservations about the painter's original ability.
To put it simply, Chu Li didn't know why Hiukawa had his eyes on her—
Maybe the name is cuter
[Saijun invited by the monkey: Teacher, some fan artists have a small problem, that is, sometimes the control over the character design of original works is not as good as imagined... Are you sure you want to use fan artists?]
[Hiu Chuan: Isn't Yu Niangniang born as a fan artist, why don't you hold my head down and let me use her?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: If I could really hold your head down, I would have...]
"The other party has withdrawn a message"
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Well, I just got a vaccination in advance! Her overall level is still good, otherwise she wouldn't be found by Ah Xiang, right? Let's just be mentally prepared...]
[Hikawa: .]
[The sailors invited by the monkey: .]
[Saijun invited by the monkey: Then I can form a group with you, Xiang, and this little artist, right?]
This was the last sentence that Chuli said to Hiukawa that day, Hiukawa didn't answer her "Yes" or "No", the question was like a stone sinking into the sea, and Mr. Hiukawa himself didn't know where to go and let himself go...
…
Thursday morning, working hours.
Finally, when I opened Q at work, I received a "." from Hiukawa at five in the morning. In response, Chu Li heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately created a group for himself, Ah Xiang, Hiukawa, and Mingjiu.
Ah Xiang is usually taciturn, but Mingjiu is lively. The first thing he does when he joins the group is to confess to Hiukawa, "I love you, Da Da", "I like your writing very much, Da Da", "I grew up reading your books, Da Da" and so on. A series of... Chu Li is used to this. After all, she was so excited when she saw Hiukawa for the first time and before he spoke. When Hiukawa really spoke, the little painter would naturally feel Evil from this world—
[Hikawa: Thank you:) Come on for the trial draft, look forward to cooperating! I'll sort out the persona and send it to you in a while.]
[Name Chirp: Okay, okay! Thank you, my lord, I'm going to cry, my lord is so good! ! ! !]
First ceremony: "..."
The play.
Really hypocritical.
Chu Li sneered and watched the "loving interaction" between the author and the artist with the attitude of "I'll just look at it without talking" and "If I don't talk, I won't notice me"... After watching for a while, I found that Mr. This cross-century joke is not (under the new definition of the word meaning) groundless—Hiukawa is really kind to people who are not familiar with him, and his work attitude is correct. He is extremely likable. Just "for a while", when he sent out the avatars of the two main characters, Chu Li deliberately looked at the lower right corner of the computer, and it took less than ten minutes...
—Compared to the last night, Chuli left a message asking if he could invite a group of painters and artists, and he only replied to her in the early hours of this morning. "...
Really haunted.
Is Laozi's monkey portrait not as lovable as this little artist's bird cub portrait or something
Here, Chu Li's eyes almost rolled to the sky, saying that it is a lie that she is not sour, but no matter how sour she is, she still has to work as the editor, so she can only cheer up and organize the character design sent by Zhou Chuan A document—
[*Male protagonist Xun Chuan, a 19-year-old boy in white clothes, has a slender figure, black hair and black eyes, and a cheerful personality. There is an ancient scroll hanging around his waist. ,birds and beasts;
*The male supporting role is Cang Wu, whose age is unknown. In the early stage, he was the male protagonist's mount, and in the later stage, he transformed into a human form, with long white hair, red eyes, and a powerful figure.]
After the settings were sorted out, a copy was sent to the little painter, and the little painter went to draw with his little wings fluttering.
Chu Li closed the group, and discussed with Yu Yao on Q which of the books sent by Agui for review would be better; I received a notice from the landlord that the three-month prepayment of rent was due, according to the contract next week A new quarterly rent notice to be paid;
Chu Li smiled and replied "Got it", and began to calculate that after deducting the rent, her salary would be enough for her to eat a few meals a month... The calculated figure was sad, and Chu Li dealt with it again with a sad heart Other trivial things, about two hours later, the four-person Q group of "Luohe Divine Book" responded——
Open the first ceremony.
[Mingjiu: I drew a sketch of Cangwu, let's take a look first, is it right?]
[Name: "Screenshot"]
Chu Li sighed in his heart, "Yo, yes, the speed is really fast", opened the sketch casually, and then she was dumbfounded when the picture was enlarged on the computer desktop——
For a moment, she suspected that she was looking at a drawing of a DNF (*some RPG online game) character!
"Cangwu" was originally supposed to be a tall and strong man with white hair and red eyes, in stark contrast to the slender and handsome protagonist in white clothes, like Takeshi Kaneshiro; but when it came to Mingjiu, he became big and thick, his muscles exploded, and he would say nothing. Became like Sammo Hung! ! ! !
What I want is Takeshi Kaneshiro, not Jinbao! ! ! ! ! !
The group could only pretend to be absent for the time being, Chu Li clicked on the God of Plague profile picture on the Q list with trembling hands, and started a private chat—
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Fucking teacher, this is wrong! ! ! !]
[Saijun invited by Monkey: Let alone teenagers and girls would not buy such a cover painting, even ghosts would not buy it! ! ! ! ! !]
[Hikawa: ... I saw it.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Fuck you! ! ! ! Then why don't you speak up and pretend to be a dead body, let me face this embarrassing moment alone! !]
[Hikawa: ... Didn't you also say nothing?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: I just told you that fanart and hand-painted originals may not work, why don't you believe me? ? ? ? ? ?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: What should we do now!]
[Hi Chuan: In the lower right corner of this picture, type "Luohe Shenshu online" to pretend that the game in this article has been launched simultaneously?]
[The sailors invited by the monkey: . . . . . . . . . You are still in the mood to joke! ! ! ! ! ! ! !]
In the middle of madness, Chu Li suddenly found that he had received a message from Xiaoniao in the lower right corner——
This girl has always been in the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.
Seeing the head portrait of a bird cub with the same name as her name flashing, Chu Li felt a headache: now she is about to suffer from bird allergies.
[Little Bird: I got the sample of the August issue, have you read it? According to the publicity page of "Hua Li", the metal bookmarks that come with the book are 4,000 copies? Is it a typo?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: It’s printed correctly, it’s four thousand copies.]
[Little Bird: Isn't it twelve thousand? I remember Lao Miao told me that it was 12,000, and the order form sent to the surrounding factory yesterday was also 12,000?]
Chu Li looked at this line of words, his heart skipped a beat and he took a deep breath—
[The sailor invited by the monkey: What the hell is twelve thousand? ? ? Isn't the random surroundings of "Hua Li" four thousand? The first printing of this book is only twelve thousand! Lao Miao set the number of items by himself. I also checked the invoice yesterday. The first printing of the book is 12,000. Are you dazzled by the difference?]
[Little Bird: Wait a minute and I'll ask the finance side.]
[Xiao Niao: I asked about the finance, and they gave me a total quotation. I calculated it based on the quotation of the metal bookmark proofing. This total quotation is indeed the production cost of 12,000 metal bookmarks...]
[Little Bird: But I remember that Lao Miao said that the bookmarks are worth twelve thousand!]
[Chuli: Lao Miao said four thousand! ! ! ! ! ! !]
At this moment, I finally can’t care about Hiukawa and his Mingjiu anymore, and a more terrible accident seems to be about to happen right now——Chuli stood up from the chair directly, and patted the sitting position with trembling hands. Lao Miao playing Bubble Bobble: "Lao Miao, you showed me the price list yesterday, have you read it yourself?"
The old man didn't raise his head, and happily fired cannonballs: "I've seen it, I'll just check it with you after the bird sent it to me. You didn't know who you were calling before and showed it to you?"
Chu Li looked at Lao Miao and thought to himself why is this person still living in this world wasting air? Standing on tiptoes, leaning out half of the body, reaching out and quickly pressing Lao Miao's space bar to let him game over, he bravely stared at the opponent's glaring: "I was with the day... Forget it! The little bird said that the metal bookmark was made What's the situation with 12,000, didn't you say that the peripherals are a bit expensive to make and only give 4,000 as a random gift?!"
Lao Miao was taken aback: "Huh?"
Lao Miao: "Twelve thousand?"
Lao Miao: "Wrong order form? Why didn't you find out that the order form was wrong?"
That dazed face made Chu Li want to pull him to fill the sea!
The successive blows came so quickly that people were caught off guard. Chu Li grabbed helplessly in the air, as if grabbing the neck that was suffocating fate, and said in a suffocating voice: "At that time, there was Hikawa Waiting for me on the other side of the phone, I was a little anxious—why didn't you find out, is there Jiang Yucheng waiting for you on the other side of your phone?"
Lao Miao stopped talking, stood up with livid complexion and hurriedly ran to the finance department; the little bird also stood up and fled like a really frightened bird... Only Chu Li and the editorial department were left. A desperate back of a colleague—
Um.
This is just great.
Chuli thought with a blank face—
Everyone instantly became grasshoppers on a rope, and this time, no one would try to throw the blame away.