The Creator of the Second Dimension

The lunch break passed quickly, Xu Rui made two cups of coffee, and gave Li Ruoxuan a brief introduction to the contradiction between CG and painting. After the coffee was finished, it was two o'clock in the afternoon.

Xu Rui walked out of the tea room, called Deng Shixin and An Yuan, as well as the producer Cheng Ke and chief animation director Yi Qianqian, together with Li Ruoxuan who followed, they entered the meeting room again.

"I optimized the CG of the motorcycle a little at noon, everyone can take a look."

Deng Shixin said, took a look at An Yuan, and played the CG on the projector in the conference room.

It can be seen that the lifelike motorcycle moves flexibly, and its tires rub against the ground, leaving behind a string of sparkling spells, which is a spell used in the story to drive away evil spirits.

The whole animation adopts a one-shot-one method, which is extremely smooth. If the background is ignored, it is completely similar to the real movie scene.

"The picture quality is very high."

Cheng Ke touched his chin and said with emotion.

"My previous job was to be in charge of mechanical fragments, so I am quite confident in making this kind of picture."

"An Yuan, what do you think, you are the animation director of this episode."

Cheng Ke patted An Yuan on the shoulder, An Yuan hadn't said a word since the beginning, just looked at the screen.

After a long time, An Yuan spoke.

"Here at one minute and three seconds, here at the next ten seconds, and here at the last five seconds, there are some problems with the pictures in these places."

Deng Shixin immediately went back to the place An Yuan said, and everyone looked carefully for a while, but found nothing special.

"Is there something wrong here?"

Deng Shixin played these several seconds repeatedly. He specially studied the movement of models and objects. He couldn't say 100% of the pictures he produced, but more than 90% of them were close to reality. He couldn't think of anything wrong.

"ah"

After a few seconds, Xu Rui and Yi Qianqian made voices at the same time. They looked at each other and knew that the other party had discovered the problem.

"Sister Qianqian is the chief animation director, let's talk about it, Sister Qianqian."

Xu Ruiqian gave way.

"Um."

Yi Qianqian nodded obediently, picked up a pencil, and drew a sketch of this still picture on the white paper for recording.

This is a picture of a motorcycle tire raised high, and the camera looks obliquely from above, just in time to see the spell engraved on the tire.

Yi Qianqian sketched out the picture with a few strokes, and after a little comparison, everyone quickly saw the difference.

To put it simply, in Yi Qianqian's sketch, the tires are bigger and the incantations are more prominent, occupying almost half of the screen, while in Deng Shixin's picture, the tires are much smaller, and the overall composition is more balanced.

In terms of screen impact, Yi Qianqian's sketches are even more impressive.

"That's not right."

Deng Shixin frowned slightly. He used his notebook to adjust the model and the lens, but he couldn't make it look like Yi Qianqian's sketch.

"I did it completely according to the actual proportion, what went wrong?"

"Your model is fine."

Xu Rui asked Deng Shixin to stop fiddling with him and explained.

"Because this picture is against the scale of reality, if you don't believe me, you can zoom in on the front wheel to have a look."

Hearing Xu Rui's words, Deng Shixin immediately enlarged the front wheel of the model, and the whole model no longer fit the reality, but turned into a strange appearance with a huge front wheel.

But when Deng Shixin turned the camera, he was surprised to find that the picture at this time was exactly the same as the sketch drawn by Yi Qianqian. Even the unrendered model had a huge sense of oppression.

"this"

Deng Shixin made adjustments in several other screens based on the points mentioned by An Yuan before. Although the model itself became weird, the screen became better, which puzzled him.

"This is the limitation of CG technology. Although the model can be moved directly according to the expected trajectory after the establishment of the model, which reduces a lot of workload, but it is too realistic. Sometimes, the animation is not completely in line with reality, which is the best. "

Xu Rui shrugged and patted Deng Shixin on the back.

"In the trailer, it was not very obvious because the specific shots were selected, but the actual feature film highlighted the problem. Deng Shixin, didn't your previous company pay attention to such a problem?"

Deng Shixin is from tomato manufacturing and has more than three years of experience in the industry. Xu Rui is a little surprised why he ignores this issue.

"Well, no one paid attention to this when I was in Tomato. Everyone has a lot of work to do, and the clip I made is just one of them."

Deng Shixin was a little guilty. When he was in Tomato Manufacturing, no one had made such a suggestion for his CG. In addition to his busy work, there were several works online at the same time, so everyone subconsciously ignored them.

"Well, you can pay more attention to it later."

Xu Rui seemed to have noticed something, but didn't mention it.

"What does Brother An Yuan think?"

"Well, let me look at the revised picture again."

Yasuhara did not draw a conclusion immediately, but asked to replay the CG after the model adjustment.

After reading it three times, he was silent for a long time before speaking.

"It's better to use CG for the motorcycle scene in the first episode."

"Um?"

Deng Shixin was a little surprised, he turned his head and looked at An Yuan with a few strands of white hair.

He thought that this discussion pointed out his lack of CG, so he would adopt the method of painting to produce, but he did not expect that Yasuhara, who had been insisting on painting before, would choose CG.

"That's it, just use CG."

Anyuan repeated it again.

The content of the subsequent meeting was quickly completed, and the part related to painting was basically finalized.

Li Ruoxuan drove back to the editorial department first, and the others started the formal original painting. After Xu Rui interviewed three people, it was time to get off work.

Xu Rui and Yi Qianqian said a few words, then patted Deng Shixin on the shoulder who was still busy.

"Deng Shixin, are you free tonight? Let's go out to eat."

"Huh? Uh, yes, yes."

Thinking of what happened during the day, Deng Shixin was inexplicably worried, but he still nodded.

"Brother Anyuan, too?"

Xu Rui turned his head to look at An Yuan who was painting.

"Well, let's go."

An Yuan hesitated for a moment, then put away his brush and began to tidy up.

Xu Rui's driver's license had already been obtained before, so he bought a second-hand small broken car to use as the company's bus, and he usually used it for Cheng Ke to run business. Today, when he was free, he drove the two of them to a nearby university town of a restaurant.

This is a restaurant with cheap and delicious home-cooked food. College students often come here for gatherings. Xu Rui looked at the college students at the next table who obviously looked like a fellowship. He remembered his college days, smiled, and poured the juice.

"Deng Shixin, actually, I've always wanted to ask something."

When the dishes were ready, Xu Rui took a sip of orange juice before speaking to Deng Shixin.

"Don't you know how to draw?"