Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
It’s true, Xing Ta Ge was lazy, particularly when it ca to academics. Compared to the pre-reincarnated ng Fan, he was about three points lazier. At least, the pre-rebirthed ng Fan had begun to delve into relevant knowledge pertaining to several fields, while Xing Ta Ge was still staring at the philosophical teachings between n and won.
Of course, it appears that his focus for research has co in handy for the current task. In addition to Xing Ta Ge becoming a script writer in order to save energy, he was indeed highly talented. As long as he put in a little effort, he could rival those who had stayed up for nights churning out a project.
Everything else aside, based solely on the storyboard. Xing Ta Ge’s manga was very fascinating.
Everyone says shoujo mangas were sweet, and Xing Ta Ge’s manga was even sweeter. But it was spicily sweet and quite exciting.
ng Fan thought about it and suddenly rembered.
Before he was reincarnated; around this ti before the October 1st holiday, Xing Ta Ge had ntioned he wanted to create a manga. Only at that ti, ng Fan was not much more diligent than him so he did not ask him for help to beco the main artist. As for later, at least the following two months before ng Fan reincarnated. He never ntioned again, probably because the laziness hit, or because he couldn’t find a suitable artist.
“Fatty, do you think you can do it?” Xing Ta Ge looked at ng Fan with pleading eyes.
ng Fan thought about it and asked, “Are you in a hurry?”
“Why would I be in a hurry.” Xing Ta Ge shook his head and said, “As long as you can draw it before we graduate. If we can successfully engage in the animation industry in the future, then this manga will be a brick to knock on their door, for entering the profession. If we don’t go into this industry, then we can count it as a commoration to ourselves. So I wanted to find soone who was good at drawing young ladies a bit more delicately if I might add.”
“You don’t have to wait that long.” ng Fan responded. “I just took a job today to prepare a copious amount of sample manuscripts for soone. Send the storyboard in a bit, I’ll take a look when I have ti. It’ll probably have to wait a few days before I can start drawing. Otherwise, I recently also wanted to create a manga, but I’m still wavering between a the and it’s content. The storyboard you’ve provided is perfect so I won’t have to think about that. I’ll take yours as practice. Of course, there are so parts of your script that I will not be following…”
Initially, he was already hovering between what to draw. Now that Xing Ta Ge had delivered a script to his doorstep, ng Fan’s thoughts were completely disrupted.
It was indisputable that Xing Ta Ge was better than him when it ca to script writing. The content had been about romance too, which made ng Fan even more useless. But it just happened that ng Fan excelled at drawing female characters.
Xing Ta Ge’s delivered script was very suitable for practicing. Aside from being the manga artist, ng Fan could also partake in writing the script.
One, it was because they both lived in the sa room so it was easy to discuss anything or negotiate. Two, so of Xing Ta Ge’s contents were not rely just slight connotations, but obvious scenarios that hit you in the face. If he really drew them, their chances of publishing on a public platform would be ERROR 404.
ng Fan thought about it for a mont. It was indeed very fitting.
As for this kind of collaboration and whether the system would count it as experience, ng Fan would deal with that later.
ng Fan couldn’t let his life be dictated by this system. If he could take the job of an unknown senior Qin Jiao had introduced, there was no reason for him to reject Xing Ta Ge.
Besides, from Xing Ta Ge’s original intentions, it certainly won’t be a long story. As long as it’s a short story, with ng Fan’s current speed, it would be very easy to finish the novel in a short ti.
After the decision, ng Fan forgot about mos in his mind temporarily, locking them up for later. Once he finished the [Manga Artist] task and collected the rewards, he would go back to pondering down that rabbit hole. Otherwise, it didn’t matter how well his drawings were if he couldn’t place the story into his art.
The next morning, he ran his ten kiloters. He used 1 hour, 09 minutes and 42 seconds. He was still improving.
After breakfast, he left early for the studio and took out the key he had asked the administrator for. After entering, he opened the windows to ventilate the room and found his old spot before sitting down.
His morning class was at 9:30, and ng Fan had arrived early. He had about two hours. ng Fan did not let himself be idle, sorting through the reference stock photos of costus he had accumulated over the last few years. He picked out a few to give to his senior classmate, and sorted through them again, also sorting out the missing photos.
With this kind of organizing, ng Fan had created a big grave for himself. Cataloging everything from the jewelry category into accessories then into dynasties, there were hundreds of other classifications he’d have to go through!
So of the classifications, ng Fan was able to categorize and fill it in directly, but to correctly fill out the rest would take a lot of ti. Besides, ng Fan knew that the more he filled out, the more graves he’d dig for himself.
It was good nonetheless. He could fill it out slowly and build himself a historical costu gallery.
ng Fan did not pay much attention during the morning class, nor did he draw much. He was still sorting out the categories for his image gallery and adding the general descriptions for the styles that still needed to be filled in.
After the class when everyone had left, ng Fan remained in the classroom and continued to sort his material until he was too hungry to stay.
“Does ng Fan seem like a different person to you?”
Wang Ya Nan said to Zhang Zhou Wei as they were eating lunch. She couldn’t help but ask, “It seems like he’s beco a completely different person after those confession ssages. He spends so much ti in the studio everyday drawing away, so hardworking! And he runs, ten kiloters at that. He must be running frequently. And it seems, he’s gotten more handso.”
“Handso? Really?”
Zhang Zhou Wei and the other mbers of the dormitory naturally didn’t notice much as they saw ng Fan everyday. He didn’t even seem to have lost any weight, let alone beco handso.
“I didn’t notice either, but I just heard it from Dot.” Wang Ya Nan said.
Zhang Zhou Wei grew interested. “Do you think Dot is into my ng Fatty?”
“Before she was just interested, but now… I’m not sure if she actually developed a liking for him.”
“Based on my observations, ng Fan seems to be interested in the Traditional Chinese painting departnt’s goddess. I think Dot’s gonna have it rough.”
“I don’t think so. If Dot really wanted to chase ng Fan, then her chances of getting him must be much higher than ng fan’s chances of getting Wu Tong, right?”
“That… is probably true. But the lon that is forcibly plucked is usually not very sweet…”
“Screw that, you think ng Fan going after Wu Tong isn’t forcing a lon? Besides, when you went after , wasn’t I also a difficult lon to pluck? Are we sweet? You know deep down!”
“Was it sweet? I kind of forgot. Let have a taste to try.”
In university, whether its 211 or 985 colleges, love was always a topic that cannot be avoided. Who likes who, who’s going after who had always been a hot topic.
ng Fan naturally didn’t know that he had beco the focus of one of these topics of gossip, and not just amongst the chatter of Zhang Zhou Wei and Wang Ya Nan. These last few days, many people were speaking of the relationship between him and Wu Tong, from the mini-marathon to their frequent morning runs. Several people knew of it, although nobody thought the two were compatible with each other. The more people who thought this, the more interested they were in discussing it.
Even then, these discussions had happened in the proximity of Wu Tong, even in front of her.
“Wu Tong, does that iron hero really like you?”
“I don’t know.”
“Then, do you like him?”
Although they knew this was a pointless question, Wu Tong’s roommates still couldn’t help but ask.
“Of course I do! He’s cute, perseverant, kind, and very interesting, why wouldn’t I like him?”
“I’m asking if you like him, like a boy and a girl like each other.”
“Are you not girls and is he not a guy?”
…
He grabbed so food to eat and headed for the studio to continue digging his own grave.
He had Qin Jiao’s class in the afternoon. ng Fan had been entangled in his grave digging, so he called in to take the day off. It took him until four in the afternoon to finally stop digging.
He turned around again and felt the impulse to kill himself. The seven big categories of clothing, crowns, capes, shoes, socks, jewelry, accessories, hairstyles and makeup had been divided further into thirteen smaller categories of tops, trousers, underwear, belts, etc. While under each subcategory was the further subdivision of n, won, dynasties, and Chinese, minorities (which had their own category). Combined, there were over 1300 individual items!
If it weren’t for the prior knowledge he had on these subjects, he’d be digging his grave for the next few days!
As for filling the hole… Heh, he’ll deal with that later!
Of course, at this point, it was clear what ng Fan wanted to provide his senior. From there, he picked a hundred or so samples that were suitable for a system. So of which could be directly replaced by images from the internet, while so were directly copied from his image gallery, reducing the amount he would have to draw on his own.
And this could count as an image library for his future creations.
From four o’clock to five o’clock; in one and a half hours, ng Fan finished filling out the samples and packaged the file before sending it to his senior alumni.
After finishing his business, ng Fan returned to the dorm and changed into his exercise clothes before leaving the campus. He then turned on his stream at the sa ti.
“Tonight, I won’t be drawing. I’ll take you on a night tour of XiZi lake.”
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