Entertainment: My Game Life

"I'll help you get the computer." As soon as He Yunji finished speaking, he rushed to Fang Yuan's room to take out the computer.

She really can't stand the image of Q Bao.

It's really ugly.

"Cut." Q Bao said disdainfully, "With me here, what kind of computer do you need?"

Q treasure itself is a program, as long as you know the image, Q treasure can transform into this image.

Then Q Bao turned on the face pinching system.

"Not this." Fang Yuan said.

"What's that?" Q Bao asked, then turned off the system.

"Open the paint tray." Fang Yuan put his hands in the air, and continued to order, "Give me another drawing board."

"Okay. Boss." Q Bao called up these interfaces in an instant.

"Should I draw Jing Tian, ​​the armored warrior? Or should I draw Ultraman?" Fang Yuan began to think, "But the model of Gundam is not bad, of course, Iron Man is also good, and Supernova, Astro Boy, etc. It was a good choice."

Seeing that Fang Yuan was still hesitating, Q Bao immediately expressed his request.

"Boss made me a transformable one. I think just one image is too unconscious, and I get tired of it in one day."

"Deformation???"

Fang Yuan immediately thought about it.

A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in my mind.

In this way, Transformers is not bad.

Tomorrow, I might take him to the racing track to show off.

Fang Yuan quickly drew the first draft.

After all, with the help of Q Bao, Fang Yuan only needs to simply draw a picture.

Even if the hand shakes, the straight place is still straight, and the arc of the curved place is perfect without any waves.

In this way, there are very few places for secondary revisions, and the time efficiency is greatly accelerated.

It is very convenient even to erase and modify the painting.

You don't need to pay attention to other things, and you don't have to worry about staining the painting.

The speed of drawing on digital board and paper is far behind.

He Yunji and the other three sat aside, quietly watching Fang Yuan draw the model of the character.

From the simple lines at the beginning, without even a rough model, there is no good or bad at all. At first, the three of them were a little worried, fearing that the drawing would not look good.

At this point ten minutes have passed.

Fang Yuan has already drawn the rough model of the character.

"So handsome."

"Too tough."

"As expected of Fang Yuan's work."

"It can't be compared, it can't be compared."

"Is this the romance of a man?"

"I want to have armor like this too."

At a glance, they can see the domineering, handsome, tough, and tough style of the characters.

Compared with Q Bao's random patchwork and Fang Yuan's exquisite design, the two are completely incomparable.

No comparison, no comparison at all.

Q Bao took a look at the image drawn by Fang Yuan, and then at himself.

It seems that his image is really not good.

Q Bao is also a little self-aware.

"Hurry up, boss, I can't wait." Q Bao began to urge.

"Don't worry." Fang Yuan said softly.

Soon Fang Yuan drew Optimus Prime from Transformers.

It's just that for now, the general appearance of the big self is still drawn with very simple lines.

Next is the coloring stage.

The coloring must be the ultimate color.

Simple lines, extreme colors, but there is a big difference.

Totally two pictures.

If the line is the body of the character, then the coloring is to inject the soul into the character.

A good coloring will definitely add a lot of eye-catching places.

It also looks fuller.

As for the coloring, Fang Yuan thought it would be better to do it by himself.

Fang Yuan feels that if it is colored by Q Bao, it may be no different from random coloring.

"Can this look good?" Fang Yuan asked himself.

It seems that coloring still needs to be done by oneself.

In the end, he did it all by himself.

Fang Yuan ordered,

"The place of Q Bao is red."

"This place is blue."

"Silver white is used here."

"The color is too bright, so make it darker."

"This blue place is painted with a little white to form a reflective effect."

"Almost, that's it."

Fang Yuan waved his arms and moved around.

After all, it took me nearly an hour before and after.

Without the help of Q Bao, it will take more time.

However, no matter what, it has become.

Q Bao also changed his body shape, showing off his body non-stop.

To say how stinky, how stinky.

With a sullen look on his face.

Q Bao opened his arms, made himself smaller, and flew up in the room with his arms open, and then thought that he couldn't transform.

"Boss, how can I change shape?"

Fang Yuan stretched his waist, and said listlessly, "You should study this yourself. You can imagine how to transform into a car. After all, the parts on your body and the parts on the car are very obvious. , As for the helicopters, you can change them if you want.”

Fang Yuan remembered that the computer model of Optimus Prime in the movie in his previous life could be composed of more than 10,000 parts.

There are more than 10,000 parts, which is too much work and too difficult.

Fang Yuan didn't have so much thought to complete this task.

Naturally, it is handed over to Q Bao to handle it by itself.

This image, no matter how you say it, looks much better.

When racing tomorrow, you can also transform into a mecha.

However, it doesn't seem interesting to just play racing tomorrow.

I feel that I still have to compete, so that I can have passion.

"Q Bao, send a message to ask Fei Bai and Wu Xue if they will be there tomorrow, come here to play together when you are free." Fang Yuan ordered.

After all, how can a game go without a commentator?

It doesn't matter if you know about racing or not.

What matters is whether the group of people who listen to the explanation understand it or not.

As long as they don't move it's fine.

Fei Bai only needed to stir up the atmosphere of the scene.

In this regard, he still has two brushes.

"Okay, no problem." After receiving the new image, Q Bao was in a good mood, and hurriedly completed the tasks assigned by the boss.

Fang Yuan turned to He Yunji again.

He Yunji was peeking at Fang Yuan at this time, but he didn't know that Fang Yuan suddenly looked at him, feeling guilty in his heart.

"What do you see me doing?" He Yunji blushed slightly, and said in a weak tone.

Fang Yuan obviously didn't notice this, and with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he said,

"I just thought of a new song, do you want to try it and sing it on the field tomorrow?"

"What?" He Yunji was surprised.

Why did you mention this all of a sudden?

A new song like this, came up without any warning?

Just say it lightly?

However, fortunately, they get along with Fang Yuan for a long time.

I developed resistance and gradually got used to it.

"Write it out first and let me see."

He Yunji hurried forward, pulling Fang Yuan to sit up on the sofa.

wrong.

Is to sit down and make music.