Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 58 Motto Version 2.0

Lu Xuemei just put the two design drafts together and asked ten unknown people to judge them. As a result, seven people thought the first version was better, two thought the final version was good, and one was undecided.

Then it is obvious which one is higher and which one is lower.

"Well, I'll just say it. It's better not to change it. It's really a blind command."

Jiang Qin took the computer and raised his head calmly: "Is there anyone curious about the content of the website after seeing the pictures?"

Lu Xuemei nodded: "Of course some people are curious, and they also want to know when this website will be available."

"Then which design draft are you referring to?"

"The second one."

After Lu Xuemei finished speaking, she was stunned for a moment, and found that the scene just now flashed through her mind again, and her eyes gradually became shocked.

That's right, those people seemed to be pointing to the simplest design draft, which was the version that was later modified, when asking about the website situation.

"Why is this happening?" Lu Xuemei was a little confused.

"This is normal, because the previous design was good-looking, and indeed very high-end, but there were too many elements, and you couldn't grasp the key points at a glance. After deleting the redundant elements, the information transmission became intuitive. ”

Jiang Qin put the computer back in front of Pang Hai and spoke in a calm voice.

"But only good-looking advertisements will make people want to watch them. If people don't even want to watch them, it will be useless no matter how concise your message is."

Lu Xuemei felt very unconvinced. The efficiency of information transmission was indeed important, but what's the use if no one would read it.

"But it's a fan." Jiang Qin looked at her and said.

Hearing these words, Lu Xuemei was stunned for a moment, as if she suddenly figured out something, and any words she wanted to argue suddenly died in her throat.

"The weather is so hot now. When you go to the toilet, eat in the cafeteria, participate in club activities, or even go to class, you always use a fan, right? Even if it is not so beautiful, is it difficult to take a second to read the information on the fan?"

Pang Hai couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling like he suddenly understood: "It makes sense..."

Jiang Qin rubbed his arm that was blown by the air-conditioning and continued: "The flyer must be designed to look good because it has no practical value. If it is not attractive, it will be thrown away. Most people will not care what is written on it. , but fans are different. Fans have the ability to be retained and have practical value, so why do we have to let the beauty of the design hinder the transmission of information?”

Lu Xuemei pursed her lips and couldn't say a word.

She admitted that her eyes had always been on the beauty of graphic design itself, without considering its carrier.

But just like what Jiang Qin said just now, since we know that the person who gets the fan will not throw it away, why should we hinder the accurate transmission of information and be too demanding on the aesthetics?

Pang Hai raised his head and took a look: "Boss, have you studied business design and advertising marketing before?"

"No, I just have billions more gifts and talents than ordinary people."

"Talent? Where is it? Why didn't I see it?" Lu Xuemei was dissatisfied.

Jiang Qin raised the corner of his mouth, thinking that she was just a child having a tantrum: "Little girl, why are you blind at such a young age? How pitiful."

"伱......"

"Okay, Lao Pang, please send the design draft to Shengshi. I have military training in the afternoon, so I'll leave first."

After Jiang Qin finished speaking, he called his little rich woman and left the library and went straight to the milk tea shop.

"Military training? He is a freshman?" Lu Xuemei's eyes widened in disbelief, and she suddenly felt a sense of frustration in her heart.

She had studied design for two years, but she was taught how to be a good person by a freshman who had just entered school, and she was still in her own professional field. This was something she couldn't accept.

Pang Hai slowly put away the computer and reached out to pat her shoulder: "Xuemei, don't be discouraged. Don't tell me it's you. In fact, even I haven't considered the communication carrier."

"Really, Master?" Lu Xuemei looked up at him.

"It's true. I've taken on many flyer designs for nearby small businesses this year. I always feel that I have a good aesthetic and good skills, and the customer's requirements are simple. As long as the font is black and bold and not ugly, I'm fine with it. I was complacent, but it wasn’t until today that I realized that real commercial design is not so simple.”

Pang Hai couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder some designers can only do orders of a few hundred, but some designers can do orders of hundreds of thousands."

Lu Xuemei was lost for a while and then suddenly looked up: "Then how did he know? He's not even our major!"

"You have to admit that some people's vision is better suited to seeing the big picture."

…

At noon, Pang Hai boasted about Jiang Qin's prowess behind his back, but Jiang Qin was in dire straits during the military training in the afternoon.

As soon as he walked to the playground, he was warmly greeted by the instructor, and then received a conspicuous package that included five laps on the playground, one hour of military posture, and shouting "all dismissed" to the wall a thousand times.

After this was done, Jiang Qin vowed never to perform any talent show again in his life.

The first thing to do is to make money early.

Dog love aside, going to bed early is good for your health.

Read more when you have time, and touch your feet when you are bored.

Soft rice doesn't hurt your teeth, the rich woman is really nice.

Jiang Qin took the branch and wrote version 2.0 of his life motto under the wall.

However, being the first person is not without its benefits. At least after he returned, the freshmen from his own team and the other three teams expressed their lofty gratitude and warm applause to him.

Nothing else, just because of a simple talent show that gave four teams a three-hour break, and then came back and punished themselves. This kind of spirit has moved many people.

But when the military training ended in the afternoon and Jiang Qin returned to the dormitory after dinner, he was mercilessly laughed at by Cao Guangyu.

Lao Cao didn't need military training after the circumcision, nor did he need Jiang Qin's favor, but when he heard something so awesome as shouting "all disbanded" that had nothing to do with him, he felt uncomfortable, and he wanted to add insult to injury.

"Lao Jiang, I heard that you shouted at the wall all afternoon to disperse, scaring away the stray dogs?"

"Haha." Jiang Qin sneered.

Cao Guangyu was slumped on the bed, his mouth as flat as a cotton waistband: "I told you a long time ago, don't be so high-profile. There are some things you can't control."

Jiang Qin turned to look at him: "Old Cao, is your peeing tool okay?"

"You still need to rest for three or four days. What's wrong?"

"Then I'll show you something good."

Jiang Qin opened his notebook, entered the URL he had given Suna before, and clicked on the video section.

Cao Guangyu's face turned pale, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

(End of chapter)