From White Box To Supervision

After taking a shower, it's not too comfortable. The body is light and fluffy, especially when the night wind blows, it's very cool.

Zhang Beichuan returned home and checked the pseudonym "Xuyuanxuan" on the Internet. He didn't expect that Mr. Takada was also a senior in the animation industry and produced many famous animation scripts.

At this moment, Zhang Beichuan's cell phone rang.

The name displayed on the phone is 'Old Woman'

"Moses Moses, Beichuan-kun, have you eaten yet?" A flirtatious voice came from the phone: "Did you miss me? It's been a long time, Miss, I miss you very much in bed."

"Old woman, you are still pretending to be young at your age."

The voice on the phone stopped, and suddenly Zhang Beichuan heard the sound of glass being shattered.

"Hush, hush, hush." ​​After a while, Fujimori Yuuki suppressed his anger and said, "Aiya, are you still the same poisonous snake as before?"

"Tsk tsk." Zhang Beichuan smiled: "It's only limited to you, I don't treat others like this."

"Ke, it's really unfriendly, let me not say anything else, let me ask, have Mr. Matsuko's light novel illustrations been completed?" Yuuki Fujimori said.

"There is still one color cover." Zhang Beichuan said.

"One more piece?" Yuuki Fujimori's voice changed a bit: "Aren't you usually very efficient? Why is it so slow this time?"

"I'm a little dissatisfied, so I redrawn two more pictures, and I have recently found a company to work, so I'm a little nervous, what's wrong? Isn't there still time?" Zhang Beichuan asked in confusion.

Fujimori Yuuki sighed and said, "We have been working together for a long time, you can be regarded as our company's royal illustrator, but Matsuko-sensei doesn't trust your strength, so he secretly found a very famous illustrator. As a freelance illustrator, it is time to see who's finished product is better and decide who to use."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Beichuan said in a bad tone: "If you don't trust my strength, then don't entrust me in the first place. Now that I'm almost finished, you're questioning my strength?"

Yuuki Fujimori comforted: "Sorry, I also think her actions are a bit inappropriate, but there was no such problem when signing the contract, but don't worry, no matter whether you choose it or not, there will be no shortage of royalties."

Zhang Beichuan was indeed a little angry. If he felt that he couldn't refuse at first, it would be fine. Zhang Beichuan wouldn't say anything, but when he had finished most of the time, he suddenly came to this matter, and it was no wonder he was there.

'Fujimori Yuki' and Zhang Beichuan have known each other for a long time, and they are Zhang Beichuan's editor. Generally speaking, Zhang Beichuan's illustration work is arranged by her. This time Zhang Beichuan also heard her apology and was silent. : "I will give you the last illustration as soon as possible. As for whether it can be achieved or not, let it be natural, but after this time..."

Zhang Beichuan did not continue to speak, but in his heart, he had already decided not to accept the follow-up illustrations of this teacher 'Songzi'.

This is not a preoccupation, but an attitude. Maybe Zhang Beichuan is not that kind of first-line illustrator, but Zhang Beichuan also has a certain reputation in the illustration industry, and he is also resentful in his heart.

"By the way, don't you think about writing light novels?" Yuuki Fujimori changed the subject.

The acquaintance of Zhang Beichuan and Fujimori Yuuki is said to have become attached to light novels. Zhang Beichuan did basically any part-time job in order to make a living. In addition to illustration, he also wrote light novels, and Fujimori Yuuki is his The first editor, Zhang Beichuan's writing is not bad, but he is not creative at all. The ending is that he threw himself on the street and died, and he had no heart to write light novels. He developed part-time work in illustration.

"No, I already have a formal job, and I don't want to write light novels for the time being." Zhang Beichuan politely refused, no matter whether illustrations or light novels, Zhang Beichuan was forced to do it for the sake of life, but his heart was red, Zhang Beichuan refused. I still want to be involved in the job of making animation, nothing else but a hobby.

"Oh, that's fine." Yuuki Fujimori's voice was a bit unfortunate, she still admired Zhang Beichuan's writing and felt that he should be suitable for pure literature, not light novels, but since Zhang Beichuan did not write In her mind, she also gave up on this aspect of her mind.

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Beichuan looked at the draft of the last illustration and shook his head.

Turning around to sleep and entering the inspiration space, it is worth mentioning that Zhang Beichuan has already given a name to his space, which is called 'inspiration space'. The name of cheating space ''Golden Finger Space', but it is really not very pleasant, Zhang Beichuan chose the name of an ordinary inspiration space.

Zhang Beichuan took this name because as soon as he entered this space, a lot of inspiration would flow continuously.

"Next, it's time to make it. After making the last chapter, the color insert is over." Zhang Beichuan didn't want to perfunctory because of this kind of thing. After all, this is a work created by himself, whether it is good or not, it is his own. blood.

"The one I wanted to paint before was to paint everything, but I couldn't highlight the protagonist. There was no primary and secondary. This is my problem, but since I found the problem, it's easy to deal with."

Zhang Beichuan moved his hand, and the world of space changed according to Zhang Beichuan's ideas. He carefully observed every detail, as if Zhang Beichuan had personally entered this different world, every detail was constantly filled by him, and a lot of inspiration continued flooded her mind.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhang Beichuan completed a picture scroll perfectly. The protagonists Annes and Feiyute fought side by side. Every detail on the body was very full, and the expressions were vivid.

"The next step is to put in the color." Zhang Beichuan's eyes were frantic, his fingers waved again, and he slowly put in the color according to his own thoughts. The color seemed to be the finishing touch. When the color was completed, the illustration was finally completed in this space. .

The background is in a huge forest, but it is very dilapidated and turned into a battlefield. The male protagonist Annes and the male protagonist Feiyute are back to back, each holding their own weapons, and their expressions are very realistic.

Just looking at it, there seems to be a kind of magic power, which makes people feel the breath of battle blowing towards the face.

It can be said that this painting is definitely Zhang Beichuan's current peak achievement.

Zhang Beichuan didn't have time to rejoice. At this moment, the space changed, and a ray of light suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Beichuan.

[Illustration identification: A grade. 】

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