The virtual empire starts from the game

Chapter 8 Art is the second tour's father
Xu Fang was a little anxious, so he had to cut out another picture to change the subject.

"Boss, take a look at this."

Xu Meng looked up and a question mark popped up in his head again.

He saw star hairpins, collars, lace tube tops, bracelets, shorts, leg rings and little white socks dancing.

Yes, only clothes and jewelry are dancing.

nobody.

It should be a part of the body, all air.

But even though there was clearly no one there, Xu Meng's brain automatically filled in the body curves following the outline of the clothes, and imagined a girl doing high leg raises.

"you……"

"Ding Nian wants to draw the body first and then add the clothes, but you did it the other way around, drawing the clothes first and then putting the character inside, right?"

“Who is this painting of?”

Having successfully changed the subject, Xu Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

“I haven’t decided who it will be yet.”

"Not decided yet?"

"Yes." Xu Fang explained, "Isn't it because time is tight and the task is heavy? It takes too much energy to tailor clothes that are completely opposite to the current style according to the character's personality and personality."

"So I thought, why not design some costumes that meet the boss's requirements and that players will like."

"Then we can select the appropriate characters to fit in and modify the specific details."

“This way, there are fewer restrictions and the efficiency will be much higher.”

"Yeah." Xu Meng nodded.

In fact, each of these creators has his or her own creative habits and unique ways of meeting deadlines, and Xu Meng does not intend to interfere.

As long as he wasn't playing tricks like before, Xu Meng would nod and say "yes" to whatever he said.

"In addition, there is another benefit." Xu Fang spoke again under the expectant gaze of his employees.

"what?"

"It's a bit embarrassing to draw a more obscure character in such an open office environment. If I only draw clothes and not people, I won't have this psychological burden."

Xu Meng’s first reaction was nonsense.

You guys who are into art have drawn so many human bodies, including naked models. It seems that some of you have drawn a lot of erotic fan art in private.

——I’m talking about you, Ding Nian.

Now you feel embarrassed for drawing sexy characters in the office?
tease me?
Artists online are live-streaming their paintings, each one is more colorful than the other, and they are interacting with fans while painting, okay? !
But after looking around, he actually saw some employees who looked nervous and secretive in their movements.

So he thought of Yang Hui again.

During the year and a half she was in charge of the team, not only did she fail to inspire the potential of her employees, but instead she bound their feet?

Is it psychologically stressful to even draw pornographic characters in front of others?

Damn, insects!
clap clap-

Xu Meng clapped his hands vigorously, attracting everyone's attention.

"Save the documents, pack up your things, and prepare to move."

"From now on, the operations department's territory belongs to you!"

In this world, operations are very important in the second-hand game circle, and the salary is naturally not low, occupying 3 independent offices.

But the operations of DreamZhu were so lame that Xu Meng was quite dissatisfied.

If you can't do it well, then make room.

Moreover, "Frost and Snow Project" was a huge failure upon its release, and the original all-platform, all-channel operation strategy also failed. In fact, so many operations were no longer necessary.

From now on, their territory belongs to art!
From now on, art is the strategic father of "Frost and Snow Plan"!

“The boss is awesome!”

The office area immediately became lively, with everyone excitedly flattering the boss, and a few extroverted ones even started high-fiving across their desks to celebrate.

Xu Meng blew on the rim of the thermos cup, left leisurely, and went to inform the operation department to move.

……

……

For the entire morning, almost everyone at Dream Building was busy.

Under Sister Chen's arrangement, except for the art department who was still drawing, almost all other departments got moving.

Even the operations staff who had just exchanged positions with the art designers joined in the preparations, helping to move things, lay out the red carpet, and install the fog machine. They were very busy. At 10:, three vans stopped at the entrance of Zhumeng, and the clothing from the photography company was delivered.

At 1:50 p.m., the first model stepped into the Dream Building Company.

She even came by subway.

When Zilin was led by the receptionist to the large motion capture office and saw the flowers and red carpet, dense lighting and professional cameras, she stood there in surprise.

This was completely different from what she had imagined.

She thought she would have to stand in a crowd, surrounded by a group of photographers and photographed. Outside the photographers, there was a group of irrelevant people who kept staring at her sensitive parts in an obscene way.

——This is not a delusion. A month ago, several of her friends did take on similar jobs, also invited by a gaming company.

Afterwards, many people regretted it very much and said they would never take this job again. They also advised her not to take similar jobs.

But Dream Building paid double the price.

So here she comes.

Her friend who said she didn't want to come also came.

"It won't cost you anything," my friend said.

Zilin thought so too.

But now it seems that this company is indeed different from the previous one - and not just more generous.

"This is the dressing room."

"This is the lounge. You can rest here first." The receptionist said apologetically, "The company doesn't have a special dressing room. Please bear with me and put on your makeup here."

"The makeup artist will be here soon."

This was originally the company's "entertainment room", equipped with a coffee machine, a beverage machine, some alcoholic beverages, and a lot of gaming equipment, which is also Zhang Yang's "legacy".

The game console was temporarily moved away, more sofas were put in, and carpets were laid, turning it into a temporary lounge.

Zilin sat on the small sofa. Instead of taking the water and snacks in front of her, she took out her cell phone and started sending messages to her good friends frantically.

The situation here is so different from what she said!!!

After Zilin, models began to arrive one after another.

The first few people all came by themselves, some took the subway, some took a taxi, and some even took the bus, which shows that they are indeed not well off.

The young assistant Chen Mengling was originally only tasked with going to greet the boss and see if there was anything she could help with.

To her, a girl who has not yet graduated from school, these models are all tall and long-legged beauties who wear gorgeous clothes and walk around major fashion shows every day.

Bright and beautiful.

Even not eating worldly food.

But after just a few words, this beautiful fantasy was shattered.

——Only then did she realize that the life of a low-level model was even harder than that of a corporate slave.

At least office workers can eat whatever they want and lie down and play games after get off work.

In order to maintain their figure and skin, they not only have to eat grass, but also have to keep exercising, and spend a lot of money on skin care products...

It was such a sad life.

After that, probably after some chatting, the models began to complain about the weird directors, perverted audiences and stupid photographers they encountered at work.

Then someone who was not careful mentioned:

"A month ago, a game company also invited us to go over for filming. You have no idea how disgusting those people are..."

Assistant:
(*￣︿￣)
【_?】

Σ(д|||)
wrong!

The young assistant immediately became alert, and while shouting "Boss, something bad has happened" in his heart, he tried hard to control his expression and secretly inquired about which company it was.

……

……

At 2:27 p.m., only three minutes before the agreed time, an agent from the agency came over in a special car with four models.

The difference in treatment is probably because three of the four models are foreign models, and one of them is particularly outstanding in both appearance and figure, and is therefore more valued by the agency.

At this point, all 12 models are present.

This small fashion show organized in the name of "collecting materials" has finally kicked off.

(End of this chapter)