The school beauty said she lost her memory

Chapter 103 Do you want to do eye exercises for me?

Regarding what Wang Hao said about participating in the competition, Xiang Ran took advantage of the time to return the car and went back home.

Teacher Lin thought that his son would come back with his girlfriend, so he happily bought a lot of seafood and meat, but when he opened the door, he saw only Xiang Ran.

"Where's your girlfriend?"

"what?"

Xiang Ran didn't expect Teacher Lin to be so direct, so he scratched his head in embarrassment.

"She is still at school. I drove dad's car back today."

"What are you driving back for? Don't you need it? You have a girlfriend now. You should take the little girl out to play more, walk around the surrounding places, and don't always watch movies and eat. It's quite boring."

Teacher Lin said as she changed her shoes, and then carried the dishes in her hand into the kitchen.

"So I was discussing with Dad whether to buy you a car. Anyway, you are older now."

When Xiang Ran heard that his mother still had this plan, he immediately waved his hand.
"I'm still in school, not doing an internship or anything. Why should I buy a car?"

"Let's fall in love!" Teacher Lin felt that his son still didn't understand.

"No, I won't need it for the time being."

Xiang Ran saw a box of peeled pomegranates among the pile of things bought by Teacher Lin, and took it out.

Dad Xiang had no objections to buying a car, but when his son mentioned the internship, he put down the book in his hand and asked a few more questions.

"You are now a sophomore. Do you have any direction in the things you were busy with before?"

Xiang's father never interfered with his son's choice. He always felt that having ideas was a good thing, so he supported Xiang Ran's idea of ​​playing games.

"Speaking of this, the school recently held an Internet+ entrepreneurship competition, and the counselor suggested that I give it a try. I want to come back and ask for your opinion."

When Dad Xiang heard what his son said, he thought for a moment and asked.

"Most people in this direction are related to the Internet of Things or artificial intelligence, okay? Weren't you making games before? Or do you want to change your career?"

"This is just a competition, but I still want to play games." Xiang Ran said truthfully.

"It's more than just a competition. Do you think you want to get a ranking or do you think it's an opportunity to practice? But have you actually considered a project? It's not just about proposing it, it's about your subsequent implementation, implementation, and What kind of help can your network resources or even mentors give you, and what kind of result do you want in the end? Have you considered these?"

"Even if I can give you a project now, to what extent are you going to achieve it?"

Xiang Dad asked some questions in a leisurely manner, obviously feeling that his son's thinking was a bit simple.

"You can try different directions, but it's best not to develop simultaneously on this life choice."

When Xiang Ran heard this, he had already guessed what Xiang's father meant.

"I see."

"Well, how is your previous independently developed game doing?"

"The gameplay demo has been made. The art and music post-production may take some time."

Xiang Ran told the progress.

"How do you plan to solve this problem?"

"Go to the Unity Mall to find materials. I've tried to get some before, but I don't seem to have any artistic talent."

When Xiang Ran thought about the concept map he drew, he couldn't understand it at all.

"This is the first time I'm working on it. The most important thing is the integrity of the game. Do the rest slowly. As for the art, music, and even things that can be used for promotion later, I'll do my best."

"Yeah. I know."

While the father and son were talking, Teacher Lin had already come out with two dishes.

"Your art talent?"

"Do you want to see the homework you drew when you were in elementary school? You got 12 points, and you were ranked second from the bottom in the class. I have collected them all."

"Teacher Lin, I see you bought a lot of vegetables, what's wrong?"

Xiang Ran didn't take the 12 points, which was simply a shame in his academic career!But Teacher Lin never gets tired of it!

Then he looked at the fried meat with potato slices, a dish of fried vegetables, and rice cake soup on the table, and the expression on his face was unclear.

"What? These dishes are not enough for you?"

"Teacher Lin! I saw you buying crabs!" Xiang Ran pointed to the kitchen with his eyes.

"What does it have to do with you?"

"I just want to remind you that the crabs must be fresh."

"Then let me remind you, if you can't bring your girlfriend back, you won't be able to eat fresh crabs." Teacher Lin said in one sentence, leaving his son speechless.

"Next time, next time!"

Xiang Ran laughed. Anyway, I don’t know when he will come back next time.

After his son left, Teacher Lin listened to what the father and son had just talked about, and seemed to have thought of something. He ran into the house and actually found the 12-point art masterpiece that Xiang Ran had drawn when he was a child. I came over to see my father.

"I think the painting is pretty good? How could it only be 12 points?"

Teacher Lin took a look and said,
"Oh, it's not this one. The one below was painted by your son. Compare it with the one above and see how ugly it is."

Xiang Dad glanced at the picture below,
Well, it's a bit abstract indeed.

Then he shook the top one again,

"Then who painted this?"

Time passed so long that Teacher Lin couldn’t remember clearly, so he took the drawing paper over.

"It seems that a friend gave it to him at that time. It was tucked into a book before, but it has never been dealt with since."

"Look at the name written crookedly. What is this?"

Dad Xiang also shook his head, but in the end the two of them put the painting away again.

On the other side, Xiang Ran returned to the dormitory and told Wang Hao and others his thoughts, and put aside the matter of participating in the competition for now.

the next day,
Liu Shuyao accompanied Xiang Ran to self-study. She had recently submitted her works for the art exhibition and had relatively free time.

I just stick to my boyfriend every day.

At this moment, Xiang Ran was looking for materials on the computer. He felt that they were a bit scattered, and the more he worked on it, the deeper his frown deepened.

Then the next second I felt two small hands pressing on my eyebrows.

Xiang Ran looked at Liu Shu's tender fingertips, held them with one hand, put them down, and led the person towards him.

"Are you going to give me eye exercises?"

The school beauty was very good, and she put her little head on Xiang Ran's arm.

"Hmm~"

"Husband, why are you frowning~"

"There are some issues that need to be resolved."

Xiang Ran said casually.

Then he watched Liu Shuyao turn his gaze towards his computer and spoke with some confusion.

"2D textures, 3D models?"

"Are you looking for art-related resources?"

Liu Shuyao turned to look at her boyfriend again.

"Yeah. I developed a game by myself before, and now I'm thinking about the art post-production."

"Wow~ Husband, you can actually make games by yourself~"

"Sounds so high-end!"

"Why do you know everything?"

Liu Shuyao's eyes suddenly shone brightly, her fair cheeks were filled with smile, and her little head was still rubbing on Xiang Ran's arm, as if she had discovered something extraordinary.

"This kind of game is quite simple, but the art may be a little more difficult in the later stage."

One of Xiang Ran's hands was resting on the school beauty's pillow, while the other hand was still sliding the mouse.

"Just like this kind of thing, I don't know why the display doesn't look good, it looks ugly."

He demonstrated it to Liu Shuyao.

Instead, the school beauty frowned, and then whispered in front of Xiang Ran.

"That's not called posing to look good or not, this is called 'composition'!"

“Refers to the combination and interrelationship of various elements, elements, shapes, lines, colors, textures, spaces, etc. in works of art.”

Xiang Ran looked at the way Liu Shuyao was talking about science in a low voice, pinched her cheek, and said jokingly.

"Oh, composition. Forgot I had a professional here."

(End of this chapter)