From White Box To Supervision

While Ogasawara Rinko was here, Zhang Beichuan naturally asked her about the difficulty of drawing original paintings.

After hearing Zhang Beichuan's inquiry, he pondered for a while, and Ogasawara Rinko said: "It's easy to say, but the circus part and the chase battle you drew need to be drawn one by one. The problem is that Musashino is now good at drawing fighter jets in this regard. There are basically no original painters, if it is an ordinary fight, it is okay to say, but it involves too much difficulty, if it is drawn by people who do not understand fighter jets deeply, it may be difficult to achieve the ideal level of fluency.”

"Even, it may be difficult to even perform half of your storyboard performance."

"Ogasawara-senpai, can you be in charge of the original painting for this part?"

"I'm afraid I can't do it, and I don't have any experience in this area. If I'm responsible, I can barely, but it will never reach the best level. I can only find an original artist who is good at this."

"Then Ogasawara-senpai, do you know the original artist who is interested in this?" Zhang Beichuan asked.

In terms of 2D animation, a strong original artist is very important.

"I think about it." Ogasawara Ronko thought about it carefully, and said, "I remember a person who is very good at this, but he has a very strange temper. I need to ask his opinion before I can answer you."

"Then I'll trouble you, then we'll start the pre-production of the third episode. If he refuses, I'll think of another way."

"We can also ask the original painter in this regard." Mr. Nakahara said.

"Thank you." Zhang Beichuan thanked him.

After leaving, Zhang Beichuan returned to his seat. Originally, he planned to modify the storyboard, but when he sat in his seat, he suddenly felt very sleepy.

In the past three days, he basically hadn't slept well. Now that he knew that the storyboard had passed, he felt relieved, and the sleepiness he had been suppressing quickly surged up.

"No, I can't sleep right now." Zhang Beichuan slapped himself, exerting a lot of strength, it hurts a lot, but he also wakes up a lot.

After the storytelling was completed, he began to draw the layout. Although the supervisor and people who had seen Zhang Beichuan's original paintings have always praised it as a layout, it was not a layout, and Zhang Beichuan felt that he had to draw a detailed copy. , Fortunately, because of the storyboard, Zhang Beichuan drew it very quickly, and it took less than an hour to complete it.

Zhang Beichuan counted the number of lens cards, and then wrote the number of digital cards to be drawn on the card pocket.

"Senior Beichuan, I'm here to get the storyboards and the number of original art cards that need to be drawn." Ando Chun came over full of energy.

It was Ando Chun who was in charge of the production of the third episode, and Zhang Beichuan had to cooperate with her in this episode.

"Well, thank you, I've sorted them all out and put them aside. You can share them with the painting department. I've marked who is responsible for which card number, you can just pay attention."

The number of cards that the original artist is responsible for is usually his own choice, or it is designated by the supervisor of the performance. People in the painting department previously chose it by themselves.

"OK."

"By the way, Senior Beichuan, are you going to have a painting meeting tonight?"

"Tomorrow, tonight I need a supervisor to communicate about the work." Zhang Beichuan said.

A performance can be understood as a single-episode director and a single-episode supervisor, but there is only one general supervisor, and the performance can be responsible for a large part of this, but the overall style, such as painting, must follow the style of the supervisor. , Zhang Beichuan naturally wants to discuss this with the supervisor.

As the night approached, at this time, Zhang Beichuan's cell phone rang.

"Mosimoxi."

"That... Excuse me, are you Beichuan-senpai?" A slightly cold voice came from the phone.

"My name is indeed Zhang Beichuan, may I ask who you are..."

"That's great, Beichuan-senpai, I'm Shuida. Did you remember Shuida Zhiyu, who was with you in the painting department?" The cold voice instantly became excited.

Hearing this, Zhang Beichuan immediately remembered the very cold-looking clothes and appearance. He had been in the club with this cold young man.

"It turned out to be Paddy Field. I'm sorry. My phone number was changed, so this phone doesn't have your number."

"It's okay, that... Beichuan-senpai, I'm downstairs in Musashino right now. Could you please meet me."

"What?" Zhang Beichuan was slightly surprised: "Wait a moment, I'll pick you up right away."

After speaking, Zhang Beichuan put on his coat and came to the bottom of Musashino's building. Although it was already night, Zhang Beichuan saw Paddy Field Paper Rain standing beside the street light at a glance because of the street light.

He is about 1.8 meters tall, his hair is slightly disheveled, his facial features are three-dimensional, his appearance is very handsome, and he has a cold temperament.

It's just that after he saw Zhang Beichuan, his indifferent temperament was instantly revealed, and his face showed excitement.

"Senior Beichuan." He waved his hand.

"Paddy, you're still the same." Zhang Beichuan shook his head helplessly.

"Where is it?" Shuitian Zhiyu touched his head and smiled.

"Don't stand here, go in." Zhang Beichuan invited.

"No, Senior Beichuan, I'm an outsider, I'm embarrassed to enter, let's chat from the cafe next to it." Mizutian Zhiyu pointed to the cafe next to him.

"Well, that's fine." Zhang Beichuan thought about it and said ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Uncle Kosaka, have two cups of coffee. "

"It's Beichuan-kun, sit down and wait a moment." Kosaka Yuping, the manager of the coffee shop, greeted Zhang Beichuan when he saw Zhang Beichuan.

Because this coffee shop is not far from Musashino, and he is an old friend of the president, Masato Kawamaru, and even knows a lot of people with Musashino, Zhang Beichuan is one of them.

"Let's go."

"Yeah." Shuitian Zhiyu nodded with a cold expression.

Seeing this, Zhang Beichuan was a little helpless, and said with a smile, "You still haven't changed at all from that year."

In school, Shuida Zhiyu was as cold as her appearance. When she first entered school, she was like a stranger who was not allowed to enter, even for seniors.

But Zhang Beichuan is an exception. For Zhang Beichuan, a freshman, he may be called admiration. He doesn't look cold at all. Like a split personality, he can transform freely. Between is very famous.

The two walked to the seat near the innermost.

"Shui Tian, ​​you guys remembered coming to me. How did you know I was working in Musashino?"

Shuitian Zhiyu said excitedly: "It's such a senior Beichuan. I only found out when I saw the animated promotional video for "Rain of Tears" that you made by yourself. I was really excited. He was already in charge of the supervision of an animation."

"That's the game's promotional animation. Strictly speaking, it's not as powerful as you said." Zhang Beichuan smiled wryly.

"No, even if it's already..." Mizuda Zhiyu wanted to say something, the store manager Kosaka Yuhei came over with coffee, and Mizuda Zhiyu's face became cold again in an instant.

Zhang Beichuan, who was looking at him, was amazed.

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