Chapter 85: Comrades-in-Arms (II)

At this time, Xinxin gave a perfect assist, took Fang Yuan's hand and said, "Dad, it's not fun here, let's go back!"

"Brother Handsome, it turns out that you have all your daughters? Li Yanan said with some disappointment.

Fang Yuan was a little speechless, are female college students so unrestrained now?

"Wow, what a cute little girl!" Several female college students saw Xinxin and Xiaoshan, and immediately exclaimed in surprise and hula and surrounded them, as if they had seen some strange animals.

Xiaoshan bravely stood in front and blocked Xinxin behind her, of course her sister had to protect her sister.

"Wow, what a brave sister, you still know how to protect your sister!" several girls squatted down and chirped.

"Okay, you girls, don't scare the children. Zhou Xiaoya's mother, Su Yanyan, hurriedly came up to stop a few crazy girls.

"Sister of the Fang family, are these two children your granddaughters, they are so beautiful, my sister is so blessed!" Su Yanyan praised.

Fang's mother laughed so much that she couldn't see it.

"It's a pity that I didn't bring the drawing tools, otherwise I would have let the two cuties be models for us. Zhang Xiuying pushed her big black-rimmed glasses and said.

"Yes, the two cuties are very recognizable! Sun Feiyan took over the conversation.

"When it comes to recognizability, their dads aren't more recognizable. Li Yanan said with a smile.

Then he said directly to the other party: "Brother Handsome, do you want to be our mannequin?"

"Are you studying art?" Fang Yuan asked in surprise.

"Yes, we are juniors at the Qiongzhou Academy of Fine Arts. Li Yanan said.

"That's it!" Fang Yuan was a little disappointed when he heard this.

Since the game industry is hot, art talents have become scarce talents, and basically all game companies are in short supply, especially those who are big bulls, and talents are even more rare.

Fang Yuan wants to make a game, at least there must be three kinds of talents in the early stage: planning, programming and art, the planning threshold is low, this kind of person is best recruited, but if you want to find a really good planner, it is not so easy, but Fang Yuan can dig one or two from "Tinghai Animation" first, and then slowly look for it later.

As for the program, then there is no need to worry about it at all, there is no problem with his own technology, just find a few people to work hard.

And the artist Fang Yuan really can't find it, the whole Qiongzhou is scarce of this kind of talent, "Listening to the Sea Animation" has art? Of course there is, but Fang Yuan has always thought that they can only be regarded as P mappers, all of the pictures they find on the Internet are modified and modified with ps software, adjusted and adjusted, there is no original of their own at all, and there is no style of their own.

And a good game, the gameplay is the soul, then the picture is the skin, and in this face-looking society, if you don't have a good-looking skin, who will know if you have an interesting soul, there will be no chance for you.

As for the operation, market, channels, etc. after the game is produced, he hasn't thought about it so much now, let's get the product out first.

"Have you ever thought about what you will do after graduation?" Fang Yuan asked casually.

After graduating, many art students will change careers to do design, but few can really stick to the path of art, and these few who persist are basically from their families.

When it comes to the future, several girls seem a little confused, some say to be illustrators, some say to be decoration designers, and in general, they are not very clear.

"Are you all art from elementary school?" Fang Yuan continued to ask, because now a lot of art is actually learned to cope with the college entrance examination, and it is estimated that he will only use a PS software, Fang Yuan feels that he is better than them in painting.

"Of course. Zhou Xiaoya understood what Fang Yuan meant, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Our Qiongzhou Academy of Fine Arts is one of the key universities in Qiongzhou, not a third-rate art school. ”

"Can you leave a contact information?" Fang Yuan thought for a moment.

As soon as Fang Yuan said this, he felt a pain in his back, Lan Caiyi pinched the tender flesh on his waist with his fingers and gave him a 360-degree Thomas spin, Fang Yuan hurriedly turned his face sideways to give her a sincere look, Lan Caiyi turned his face away with a snort, but his hand tightly hugged Fang Yuan's arm and didn't let go.

In fact, Fang Yuan wanted to wait for them to graduate, and ask them if they would like to come to his company, even if they didn't come, he could help find some big bulls in the Academy of Fine Arts.

As for the early stage, he is still ready to outsource the art, but this requires a reviewer, a unified style, review the art manuscript, and leave the professional things to the professionals, after all, they have all learned art since childhood, not to mention the level of painting, but the aesthetics are absolutely fine.

Because they didn't bring their mobile phones when they went out in the morning, a few girls told Fang Yuan about their WeChat accounts, and they would add them when they went back.

"I'm going to start a game company, I need some art talents, including concept design, 3D modeling and UI design, etc., if you are interested in getting into the game industry after graduation, you can contact me. Fang Yuan decided to make it clear, but not to the girls in front of him, but to the vinegar jar holding his arm, and sure enough, after hearing this, Lan Caiyi was a little embarrassed.

"That's good, I'm still worried about what Xiaoya will do after graduation, now I can go to work in Brother Fang's company, and my father and I will be relieved. Su Yanyan heard it next to her and immediately happily took over the conversation.

Girls like to paint a lot when they are young, but they stick to it very little, because art is also talented, after all, it is useless to rely on diligence in terms of art, Zhou Xiaoya is very talented in painting, so the old couple has trained her to paint since she was a child, but what to do after graduation has become the heart disease of the two old people, and there is enough headache.

"Your son has opened a company? What a good guy, those two boys in my family can only work to make ends meet, and they are managed by others every day. Zhou Damin said to the other party's father after hearing it.

"What's the matter, it's just nonsense, what kind of game, isn't this poisoning the next generation?" When Father Fang said this, the smug smile on his face couldn't be hidden.

"How many children do you have? My younger siblings are teachers, so they must be well educated and promising, right?" Zhou Damin continued.

"Where are there few, just this stinky boy?" Father Fang sighed when he heard this.

"What?" Zhou Damin was a little surprised, "You got married earlier than me, why did you give birth to a child?"

In fact, Fang Yuan is not the eldest in the family to be precise, there is an existence above him who doesn't know if it is an elder brother or a sister, his grandfather even has a good name, the boy is called Fang Zheng, and when he grows up, he is an upright person, and the girl is called Fang Zhen, the treasure of the Fang family.

But Fang's mother was still in school when she was pregnant, because the teaching conditions were poor at that time, and there was a shortage of school teachers, so Fang's mother often led several classes by herself, standing all day, and her body was not very good, and finally she had a miscarriage, and after several years, she had Fang Yuan again.