After trying the application of illusion, Guan Lang tested the maximum dispersion range of the mind god.

The farthest distance that the mind can move is about 20 meters.

It's far inferior to Tai Chi Force, but fortunately, both illusion and Tai Chi clones are mostly used in close range, so the impact is not great.

He then did some other tests in bits and pieces, but he didn't make much of a discovery.

At the dinner table, he did not test the newly developed illusion on Wu Yazhen's body, but prepared to find someone destined for him in the future.

......

In the afternoon, Guan Lang sat on the sofa.

The door of his room was closed, and the two minds were catching up on what little work had been left of yesterday in his room.

Chiaki, who was already asleep, lay on the back of the sofa chair in front of him, swayed a few times and slammed it on the carpet.

This guy's physical fitness is getting better and better, and this height is nothing for it.

It just rolled over, didn't even open its eyes, and fell asleep on the ground.

It thoroughly explains what it is, where you fall, where you sleep.

Guan Lang's mission for this week has been cleared.

There is no special arrangement for this afternoon.

He was going to give himself a half-day off.

I swiped a few social platforms that I hadn't opened for a long time.

This week, he's been busy improving his concept drawing skills, and he hasn't browsed the backstage for a long time.

Although he is paddling and fishing this week, let alone a video, he has not even posted a single news, and he looks like a primitive person, but the number of fans is still steadily rising.

The fans of station B have exceeded 1.15 million, and the number of followers on Weibo is even more exaggerated, and it has reached the level of two million.

There are no related tasks now, so he can't check the specific number of followers, but Weibo's fans should have a certain amount of moisture.

He seriously suspected that some fans bought fans for him, or the official added some robot fans to him.

Two million Weibo followers are not considered to be superstars who have tens of millions of followers and hundreds of millions of fans at every turn, and it can only be said to be a drop in the bucket.

But in the painter's circle, he should be regarded as the first echelon.

Even the personal to the up master of the entire B station has not reached the level of two million.

Guan Lang sighed, in fact, he was not too happy.

Although it should be a good thing to increase his fans, he always feels that it is so popular, and some rumors are even more.

There is powder and there is black, although he is actually quite low-key.

Whether it's station B or Weibo's account, in addition to some ordinary practice paintings, they have only posted one video.

Compared with millions of bloggers, he neither needles current affairs, nor does he step on it or rub the heat, but even if this is the case, there will still be people who hate him inexplicably.

I have to feel that people's hearts are complicated, but fortunately, Guan Lang's mentality is quite good, so he will not be frustrated because he sees some negative comments at some times.

Back to the account, Guan Lang glanced at the background private messages that had exploded and the comment area of the previous video, feeling a little guilty.

This kind of emotion comes very inexplicably, obviously he is not a full-time Internet celebrity, it is normal for him not to post videos, and he does not even use dynamics to maintain popularity, but seeing so many people's chatter, I still feel inexplicable guilt in my heart.

It's like he released a million pigeons.

But he's not a full-time vlogger, can an amateur pigeon like him be called a pigeon?

"Has Aria forgotten the password of the Bilibili account?"

"You're really a missing person!"

"On the Nth day of A's absence, miss him!"

"I admit that I'm greedy for my AA's body, I'm cheap!"

"In terms of pigeons, this man is really quite steady. ”

"A, my roommate has cancer, and his last wish before he leaves is to watch your new video, can you fulfill his small wish?"

It's outrageous, especially this last one.

Xiaozhi is affectionate, moving is reasonable, full of all kinds of fancy reminder comments, and Guan Lang is amused.

He doesn't know why, but when he reads these comments, he will be very happy and feel like he can watch them for a day.

Seeing that sand sculpture netizens are begging so hard, he feels that it is a little unkind not to post something.

However, it is also impossible for him to shoot videos now.

After thinking about it, he finally remembered that he had taken a few cat movies for Qianqiu before.

This little guy eats him, lives in him, and doesn't make a little contribution to the family, right?

Guan Lang looked at Qianqiu.

It didn't react at all, and seemed to acquiesce.

Guan Lang took out his notebook and browsed a few short videos that had been cut before.

I used to cut these videos just to serve as a growing memory for the little guy, and now it should be pretty good to use it to make up the numbers.

Although the little guy is far inferior to him in appearance, he is also the best among feline creatures.

Guan Lang picked it up, selected the material of the previous shooting of Qianqiu to watch the animation, and uploaded it to the backstage.

Great, it took a few minutes to complete the update, and then it only took to wait for the background to be approved.

Guan Lang's heart fell to the ground and completed the self-redemption of the pigeon.

The water was a little more watery, but it was better than nothing, and he tried his best.

Guan Lang had just finished uploading the video, and when he was feeling self-deceptive relief in his heart, he received a booming WeChat.

A little chat.

What the other side brought was not good news.

It turned out that there were two or three core members of the creative team that had been formed before.

The members who wrote the script couldn't write it halfway through, and there were two illustrators with some experience as animators who also had arrangements for the summer and couldn't fulfill their promises.

However, it was originally a hot agreement with a few like-minded people, and after a few weeks of cooling, many people's enthusiasm also faded.

What do you get besides satisfying your hobbies?

Expecting a few newcomers to become an instant hit through a short animation is simply unrealistic and doesn't make any money.

Bang Bang told him the news of the dissolution of the temporary team that had not yet been formed.

It's in the early planning and script creation stage, so there's not much to lose.

"Didn't waste too much of your time, did you?" asked Bang Bang, she knew that Guan Lang was no better than her, and she was also approaching the end of the semester recently, and she would feel guilty if she wasted a lot of time on the other party's preparation.

"Not really. "The animation concept drawing skill has been upgraded to level 3, and there is one more skill to establish a life, how can it be said that it is a waste of time.

Guan Lang originally planned to try to create an original personal short animation by himself, but now even if he lacks a training opportunity, it has little impact, at most he will advance the process.

The third-level original painting skills are already at the level of the professional level, plus the foundation of the fourth-level painting skills, and the assistance of several other small skills, his level of animation original painting should be enough.

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