"Like this, if you add some patterns......"

In the afternoon classroom, Reiner recalls the skills of drawing in the aristocracy's memories while instructing the girl in front of him.

Xia Luo was holding a pen at this time, sketching little by little on the canvas.

After learning about alchemy, Reiner relied on the residual artistic literacy of his body to tutor Xia Luo's painting learning, although it was not as good as those painting masters, but as an introductory tutor, it was enough.

Xia Luo sketched a vivid rabbit image with just a few brushstrokes, and as a student who had just learned to draw systematically for less than a week, her progress was already very fast.

From Xia Luo, Reiner also knew about the girl's childhood.

Since childhood, Xia Luo has been interested in painting and is also very talented, but in this era, painting is a thankless task, all kinds of painting tools and paints are expensive, unless you are a high-status nobleman or a rookie who has learned from a famous master, it is impossible to sell your own paintings.

Yes, there is no such profession as a designer in this world, and the main income of a painter is to sell his paintings and work as a teacher for the children of nobles, and it is difficult to make ends meet unless he is gifted.

It is precisely for this reason that when Xia Luo's father learned that she wanted to learn to paint, he immediately threw all the tools of painting out of the house, trying to strangle this dream in the cradle.

The sensible Xia Luo naturally understands the reason, and she has not mentioned it all these years.

However, when Reiner came to her with the note that Charlotte handed in with her wishes, Charlotte was still taken aback.

On the note, it was written in Juanxiu's font: I want to learn to draw and become a painter.

Charlotte thought Reiner was just joking, but the headmaster found her with drawing tools and books.

"The label you designed before seems to be very popular, Charlotte, and it looks like you do have a talent for drawing."

Reiner said that the label on the Crescent Coke bottle is very eye-catching, and people can quickly recognize and impress, which is naturally due to the designer Xia Luo.

"I still have a lot to learn."

Xia Luo was not complacent, she knew that she was only an entry-level apprentice now, and she had to continue to learn from the experience of the masters in order to grow quickly.

"By the way, have you ever tried to draw a portrait?"

Thinking of some plans that hadn't yet taken shape, Reiner asked.

"Portraits? There are some attempts. ”

Nodding knowingly, Xia Luo took out her sketchbook.

It was a mediocre notebook, opened to reveal pencil sketches, fruits and vegetables, and various magical instruments, not lifelike, but above average.

"I secretly drew it when I came to school."

Explaining, Charlotte flipped to one of the pages, and there was a picture of a woman in a robe, and Reiner took a closer look to realize that it was Claire.

Xia Luo has no teacher, all rely on her own exploration, so the style is completely different from those portrait painting masters, such as the portrait of Claire in front of her, more like a cartoon image than a sketch, highlighting Claire's characteristics, although there is a big gap with the real person, but by identifying the characteristics, you can quickly recognize that this is the teaching director.

"Genius."

Reiner couldn't help but marvel at the fact that this technique of symbolizing features is the core technique of the comics that are popular all over the world on the earth, and the girl in front of her is actually in such a world where the entertainment culture is not yet developed, and she has learned such a technique without a teacher, Reiner can only say that she has picked up the treasure by herself.

"Uh, I'm not good at drawing, I don't look like Mr. Claire at all."

Thinking that Reiner was saying polite words, Charlotte suddenly closed the sketchbook a little shyly.

"No, no, no, your method of depicting characters should be the mainstream of the future, to be precise, the mainstream of commercialization."

Reiner explained that in high-volume industrial production, the more complex and realistic the design, the higher the cost, and in a short period of browsing, it is difficult to give customers an intuitive impression, but it is a symbolic and distinctive design, which will be more impressive and recognizable in people's minds, and the relative cost of maintaining this design will be lower.

The amount of complex and realistic character information is too large, the human brain cannot remember it in a short time, and the missing parts are easily discarded as invalid information, and simple and intuitive symbols are just the opposite, which is one of the reasons why the logos of well-known brands on the planet are extremely concise.

Of course, Reiner didn't mean to let Charlotte draw comics, but he did need a painter who could draw portraits, and he originally wanted to ask Oriana if she had a way, but she didn't expect it to take no effort.

Bang -

Signature footsteps rang out in the hallway, and Reiner looked up just in time to see Claire, dressed in a maid outfit, trotting with her cheeks puffed out and her skirt lifted.

"Why are you so flustered?"

Reiner took a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Claire, and without thinking about it, the dean took it, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and waited a long time before he came to his senses.

"Uh, I'll wash it up and give it back to you."

Claire was a little embarrassed, and seemed to be resistant to accepting Reiner's favor, she put away her handkerchief and continued.

"Oh no, Piram is really on the move."

"What's wrong?"

Reiner was unhurried and not surprised by Claire's words.

"They copied Coke, and now in the streets of Priest, all the shops associated with the Atelier of Piram have this drink called Piram Coke."

Claire's pulled out a black bottle from her pocket, which was decorated with pompous posters, but no of the iconic bubbles came out of the bottle.

"I've drunk a little bit and it tastes about the same as my sugar water, but ......"

Claire, who had not finished speaking, watched as Reiner took the bottle of Coke from his hand and took a sip.

"But there's no gas coming in, or there's no way to mix with the sugar water."

Reiner quickly identified the composition of this "coke" as a completely degassed coke, which was similar in taste but always lacking its charm.

Glancing at the text on the label, Reiner quickly spotted the marketing ploy of Piram Cola.

"Is it sold at half price, although it is slightly worse than the means of buying one and getting one free, but it seems that it is not useless for Piram to be able to achieve today's position, but it seems that it is difficult to coordinate costs and profits."

Although the pace was faster than Reiner had imagined, everything was still under his control, and I am afraid that Piram would never have dreamed that he was stepping into the trap set by Reiner step by step and becoming the initial victim.

"Teacher Claire, let's get ready and go to Antoine's alchemy workshop."

Reiner said, only to find Claire staring at the Piram Coke in her hand in a daze, her cheeks crimson.

I've drunk it!

Wordlessly, he shouted and subconsciously touched his lips, the young teacher had mixed feelings in his heart.