In the days following the shelter incident, it was generally calm.

Several forces seem to have stopped their actions and quietly hidden.

The members of the Wizarding Sanctuary began to seek out like-minded companions, recruiting wizards who were not particularly twisted into the hearts of madmen, who did not practice black magic, and who also longed for a normal life.

Lin An really didn't care about these things.

He was busy late in the company almost every day.

For him, spiritual drawing has officially entered a new phase – he is beginning to try to deconstruct these spiritualities, rather than painting them from cats and tigers.

Try to break these down into smaller details, and then start with the details to explore the whole part.

As a result, the company's special project team for new game development ushered in the heaviest workload.

Team Leader, oh, even though Lin An has now been promoted to game producer, the special projects team still likes to call Lin An the team leader.

Maybe it's because the basemaps that Lin An drew that they needed to optimize were so magical.

It is a kind of worship of the great god.

But during this time, this great god is a little unlovable.

The team leader, who used to wait for a long time to publish the manuscript, now has several manuscripts distributed every day.

This is clearly not the amount of project work that can be done by the special project team.

Instead, they were forced to integrate with the art department that was formalized in the project, driving more technical staff to get involved.

At noon that day, the little boss came over to ask if he wanted to go to the headquarters of Antlers together, but Lin An refused.

"Don't be too tired." Before leaving, the little boss commanded, "Your men are almost out of your tracks. Game development is a long process, and where it is possible to achieve it overnight. ”

Game development costs money every day, and the little boss thinks he is stable, but he feels that Lin An seems to be in a hurry.

"Really?" The little boss finally came over and asked again.

Lin An took his gaze away from the computer screen and looked up at him, "Hmm." ”

"Okay~"

The little boss is really a little unaccustomed.

After all, the real headquarters of Antlers is actually in the Purgatory World dimension, and he can't enter it at all, so someone needs to pull it in.

He didn't like to trouble other people because of this, and every time these uncles and uncles saw this situation, they would say a couple of words either sarcastically or educationally.

It's annoying.

It was only a small wave, and Lin An once again focused his attention on the computer screen.

At this moment, a moving image of a character model is playing on his computer screen - a witch in dark green wizard robes walking and running with a two-meter stick wand.

The image of the witch is the standard Western-style plump aesthetic in the game industry, and the figure presents an extremely exaggerated S-shape. In order to show off the standard erotic clothing worn inside her wizarding robes, the wizarding robes also look a little ragged.

Walking and running, the fruitful will ripple with the thin wizard's robe, and the plump legs will also stretch the wizard's robe out of a graceful range, looking extremely tempting.

It's really nothing, as long as players like it.

After all, the commodity attribute of the game is higher than the artistic attribute, and there are some places that cannot be left to the planner to express arbitrarily.

But Lin An's brows were deeply furrowed at the moment.

He always felt that something was wrong.

After thinking about it, I enlarged and enlarged the model of the witch's run, so that the witch's chest and abdomen below the neck and above the waist filled the entire 27-inch display.

Gazing carefully at this rippling landscape, mobilizing the spiritual aid brain to think quickly.

Not knowing what came to mind, he got up and walked over to his office desk and pulled out a book from the shelf.

"The Relationship between Armor Movement and Human Movement" is an internal textbook published by Professor Cao when he was teaching at the university.

Flipping through the table of contents, it is not long to find 'Chapter 9 Application and Aesthetics of Ribbons in the Armor of Temple Deities'.

“…… In large-scale group operations, the role of the general is not much different from the role of the gods in the temple, sitting in the middle of the army, playing a role in calming people's hearts. ……”

“…… Ribbons on armor are not conducive to combat ......"

"Its function lies in 'li', which is a manifestation of divine power under the framework of values at that time...... High...... The subtle combination of culture and martial arts......"

“…… Therefore, it is difficult for the sergeants to see the picture of the general running in armor in ordinary times...... No slow, no illness......"

"So the design of the ribbon is aimed at three scenes on the armor: sitting, walking, and riding."

In this part of the textbook, some pictures are inserted, which are photos of Professor Cao wearing armor and ribbons in these three scenes.

There is also a distinction between ribbons.

Some are red silk tied with a ball of flowers, and some are a wide embroidered ribbon.

Seriously, Lin An has only seen this thing on the statue of the temple, and in reality, the TV series will not do this thing at all, and those generals seem to be the first to rush with knives.

But these were not for Lin An to consider, he carefully stared at the amplitude of the ribbons on Professor Cao's armor as he moved.

Then he looked at the magnitude of the ripples on the computer screen, pulling the thin clothes.

Soon, he got the answer.

Prosody.

The rhythm is wrong!

He walked briskly back to his desk and sat down, staring at the somewhat ragged clothes and shaking his head.

The modeling in front of me is a standard business modeling, which is qualified in all aspects, and even the rippling effect under the support of the engine can be said to be excellent.

But it was almost blind to the manuscript produced by Lin An.

He thought for a moment, then turned and walked out of the office to the Special Projects Team office next door.

This office has experienced from only one Zheng Miao to bustling at the beginning, and now it has been reduced to only a dozen. The others are assigned to the art department as management, acting as a bridge between the art department and the special project team.

"Team Leader!" Seeing Lin An come in, everyone greeted each other.

Lin An nodded at them, and came to the innermost, Zheng Miao was telling a colleague something at the moment.

After a while, the man left, and Zheng Miao looked at Lin An suspiciously, "Idol, is there something wrong?" ”

She had rarely seen Lin An's expression so serious.

"The modeling of the number N33 is a bit problematic." Lin An asked her to bring up the modeling and requirements document, pointed to the witch in the picture and said, "Do you remember what the number P01 manuscript used in her wizard robe?" ”

"Of course I do!" Zheng Miao shrugged her shoulders, "The first draft we only made, a green-skinned portrait. ”

"It's a sense of powerlessness in the struggle and the pursuit of freedom, which comes from self-restraint and is therefore even more powerless."

Okay, good, remember.

Lin An nodded, "But this model uses it on it, and it looks like it's almost blind to this sense of powerlessness, especially when this model shakes her chest against her clothes, causing her to hardly show any sense of powerlessness overall." ”

"And here."

Lin An's fingers moved to the fairest part of the picture, "This black restraint belt should have been changed based on the red line of the B23 manuscript, right?" ”

Seeing Zheng Miao nodding, he continued to narrate, "The rhythm presented by the red line manuscript is a kind of self-restraint, which presents a kind of self-internal tension of life, which is not reflected here at all. ”

"And then this." He nodded a piece of white flowers, "This skin should be made of P16's snake pattern, right, it should be made very densely and covered with a layer of translucent skin, so it is not so obvious." This manuscript is a kind of paleness of self-loathing but full of longing. ”

Lin An's fingers drew a circle on the witch's modeled chest, "The innermost is self-loathing and full of longing, and the outer restraining it is the tension between self-restraint and self-internality, and the combination of the two ultimately affects the powerlessness of the struggle of the outermost robe." ”

Zheng Miao opened her mouth, a little speechless.

She stared blankly at the almost scratchy modeling on the screen that she particularly hated, but she didn't know that the requirement description that Lin An had written before contained such a meaning.

"I don't need to be reminded of this, after all, I have only completed half of the manuscript, and the remaining half is you leading everyone to make it, so it stands to reason that you should know better than me what these manuscripts mean and what kind of effect they will produce when they work together."

Lin An looked down at Zheng Miao's somewhat stagnant expression, "I hope you know that President Lu and I didn't choose you as the director because you were the first to come to the special project team, and we are the most familiar with each other. ”

"It's because I know how you gave up your great future in order to persist in your pursuit of art."

"We also know how you quit your job and worked on your own, finding the right balance between art and business."

"Again, I still remember how ecstatic you were when you first saw my green portrait. That's when you called me an idol. ”

Lin An stared into her eyes, "You come and tell me, are you really satisfied with the finished product in front of you?" ”

Zheng Miao pursed her lips, opened her mouth, and explained a little palely, "But the current game is to do this, it ......"

Lin An raised his eyebrows slightly, "We don't make games on the market, understand?" When I started working on these drafts, it was destined that it wouldn't be any game on the market. ”

"Of course~"

Lin An smiled and gestured a curve to the screen, "The shape of this water drop is amazing, and the texture of the jelly looks attractive, which needs to be maintained." ”

"But I guess it shouldn't conflict with what we're going to do, right?"

"Even if you finally decide to have the witch wear a head-to-toe wizard's robe and not show it at all, then as long as it moves in the clothes to make the clothes move, it won't affect its commercial component."

Zheng Miao rolled her eyes, "What kind of commercial ingredient is it, it's just astringent!" ”

Lin An shrugged, "It's not something we can change, and the global game industry can't be changed." But it's artistic, which we need to do. ”

This is actually the division of labor between Lin An and the small boss, the small boss is responsible for completing the commerciality of the game, and Lin An is responsible for completing the artistry of the game.

The little boss's demand for Lin An has always been this since he first saw the snake-tailed three-headed dog drawn by Lin An.

And Lin An's requirements for Zheng Miao are also the same.

"I can do it." Zheng Miao assured Lin An very sincerely, "But, idol, after this strong emotion is made, no matter how big her breasts are, no matter how big she plays, no matter how her waist and hips move, no one may pay attention to it." ”

Lin An smiled slightly, "Isn't that great?" ”

Seriously, it was hard for Zheng Miao to imagine what kind of effect it would be if this modeling was made according to Lin An's requirements.

She even began to look forward to it.

Yes, Lin An is right, she seems to have compromised too much on commerciality, causing her to lose her pursuit of artistry, which is the biggest problem.

It's not just a matter of developing the game at hand, it's a question of her own future.

She looked at Lin An very gratefully.

"Be quick!" Lin An muttered, staring faintly at the witch on the computer screen, he seemed to have found a way to draw those spirits.

Groove?

From static to dynamic?

Showing the rhythm of life out?

Lin An didn't know, but maybe when Zheng Miao finished the final product, no, even as long as a semi-finished product was produced, he would be able to determine whether it was or not if he had a reference.

Time, he really needs time.

Will Lao Liu and Chen Xinfan give up on him? He wouldn't have such illusions.

And Professor Cao ......

He didn't know it anymore, his spiritual intuition reminded him that Professor Cao was harmless to him, but he really felt Professor Cao's harm to him, which made him a little overwhelmed.

Professor Cao, the master, not only can't be relied on, but has to become an enemy?

Lin An didn't even dare to go to the headquarters of the antlers, because he was afraid that Professor Cao would suddenly attack him!

Alas~

Lao Liu, Chen Xinmi, Professor Cao......

These three, which one of them faces is so desperate.

Zheng Miao's side obviously felt Lin An's attention, and began to adjust the progress of the project, mobilizing the most resources and starting to invest in the rework of this witch image.

In fact, if this image is done well, many modeling ideas may need to be adjusted a lot.

Lin An was busy until half past five in the afternoon, and was about to pack up his things, when the little boss suddenly called.

"Andy!"

The little boss's voice was a little hoarse.

"Lao Cao...... Lao Cao, he is dying...... You...... Do you want to come and see him...... The last side? ”

"What!" Lin An suddenly felt as if his heart was being grabbed, and he was so uncomfortable.

(End of chapter)