Shadow Weaver

Chapter 84 Old Liu is picky and troublesome
The main thing... She always felt that her social energy today had been completely exhausted by Senior Liu's machine-gun-like words. Now that Senior Gong Chunhu was added to the mix, she was afraid she would have to talk until she fainted on the spot.

Or... she should wait until the first chapter of the game is almost done, then she can contact Senior Haoyan and the puppet theater troupe that is willing to take on the job of shooting their promotional video, and then she can go to Senior Gongchunhu with the plot of the first two chapters, the demo, and the outline of the promotional video.

Xu Yichi's finger was tapping on the search box, not daring to press the search button for a long time, with hesitation in her eyes. She always felt that she might not be able to explain herself clearly in her current state.

But the content of those two chapters, from modeling to scenes to storyboards and cutscenes, was enough to keep their entire studio busy for about two months. She also felt that since the senior had already informed others, it didn't seem appropriate for her to deliberately leave him alone for so long.

Otherwise... should we wait until they have met Senior Liu, the demon?

——After all, she really has no idea at the moment, and the man is busy giving lectures to students on weekdays, so he probably won’t mind these three to five days, right?

Xu Dasheng picked his fingers in great confusion, and while struggling, he simply called Yang Yanan.

The latter was quite surprised when she first received the call, but when she Ansheng heard her question clearly, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"It's okay. I don't want to chat today. Just wait two days before contacting that little mud pot!" Yang Yanan's tone on the phone was casual as usual. Xu Yichi could even hear the sound of her "crunching" potato chips. "Anyway, he's just a big pot and is left in the National Museum... He can't suddenly grow legs and run away."

"Xiao Xu, if you're embarrassed to tell him directly, then I'll just give him a call. It's not a difficult thing anyway. When I contacted them, I didn't tell them the specific time for launching your game."

"It's normal for such a large-scale Chinese style ADV with a pure intangible cultural heritage theme to take a little longer to prepare in the early stage. You don't have to worry about annoying anyone because of it - we have endured hundreds and thousands of years, so we really can't afford to waste ten days or half a month now."

——Just a few days, which is not even as long as the time they were “dead objects”!

"Okay, stop worrying about it, Xiao Xu. Instead of wasting time, you might as well continue to work on your game—" The little girl smacked her lips and said nonchalantly, "Have you finished revising Xiao Bai's character design? Before your call came in, I just heard the old arm guard talking to me about his opinions on the image of the Han Brocade Spirit... He seems to be quite confident in his own aesthetics."

Xu Yichi was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and quickly replied, "I'm revising it."

"I have sent her all the reference materials and stuff. I think we should be able to finish the revision before Senior Liu arrives in Xinchuan."

"Well, it's fine as long as it's almost finished. Lao Liu is a bit fussy. We often wonder if he is the 'Virgo' you mentioned - but he is not particularly mysophobic. Maybe he has been buried in the sand for too long, so he has become desensitized to mysophobia."

Yang Yanan told a cold joke without any expression, and Xu Yichi was almost frozen into bed by her.

After confirming that Xu Dasao had called her at this time and that she was indeed just unsure whether she should contact the purple clay teapot now, the old loli chatted with the little girl for a few more words and then hung up the phone conveniently.

Xu Yichi listened to the noise coming from her headphones and felt that she had to find a chance to get this ancestor a proper mobile phone. At worst, she could set her phone to youth mode and let her go online at a fixed time. It was better than having to go to Yunling Cultural Center every time she had something to do, or having to contact her over the phone over and over again.

Just like the little things they talked about today, this thing is really not worth spending the extra dime on.

*
On the Wednesday after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xu Yichi and the other two met Liu Zhuyi in Yaoshan Temple as expected.

Xu Dazao, who had dealt with Liu Zhuyi a little more on WeChat, originally thought that this ancestor who had been to the battlefield and had a somewhat bad temper should be portrayed as a vigorous old man with abundant martial virtues.

It was not like seeing this monster in real life, only to find that he looked like a handsome young man who was not much older than Lu Shinian, with a truly elegant demeanor. An Qing and Bai Miaomiao, the two beauty lovers, were even impolite enough to secretly stare at this ancestor for two seconds.

Of course, this elegant demeanor could only last until he opened his mouth - after he opened his mouth, his Mandarin, although very standard, inexplicably carried a bit of "casual and elegant" and "weird" flavor, which greatly shattered the "gentlemanly" filter that the girls had attached to him.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Comrade Miaomiao, look at the jade pendant on your Han Brocade Spirit. Have you carefully read the information I asked Xiao Xu to send you? Isn't there any specific size of these things marked on it?" Liu Zhu, who signed the authorization letter and held Bai Miaomiao's latest character design draft, sucked his lips repeatedly.

"——The belt on your waist is so small that it can almost be used as a pendant. If someone doesn't know, they might think you are a Han who traveled through time and space from the Ming Dynasty!"

(*Note: The pendant collar is an ornament worn under the collar button in the Ming Dynasty, similar to what we now call "pressed collar", but it was not called "pressed collar" at that time but was called a pendant collar or a pendant chest. It is quite complicated and I won't explain it in detail. If you are interested, please look up "Ming pendant collar")
"And the sleeve edge. It's so wide and abrupt. Is it imitating the Qing and Han styles? I think our standard patterns are pretty good and presentable. Don't make mistakes on these unnecessary details!"

Liu Zhuyi kept pointing and commenting on the drawing. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with his words, but upon closer inspection, they made people feel uneasy.

"Look...look, the size is written on it." The girl in Hanfu blushed uncontrollably due to his series of provocations, and her voice became increasingly hoarse when she spoke.

"But, but I haven't seen the real thing and I haven't found a ruler, so I'm a little confused about how to draw it all of a sudden..." Bai Miaomiao lowered her eyes and defended herself in a low voice. Her fingers, which were huddled at both sides of her body, almost pierced through the chair under her butt.

"And the sleeve edge... I drew the sleeve edge based on a width of about five centimeters after scaling... Is this still wide?"

——Five centimeters is obviously a very common width!

She has quite a few wide-brimmed eyebrows for Hanfu in her closet, and the size is about five centimeters. The Qing Han style ones are about six or seven centimeters!
"It's too wide." Liu Zhuyi heard the voice without thinking, "Four centimeters is fine, at most 4.2 centimeters, any wider will look uncomfortable."

"But Teacher Liu, this thing is only a little bit wider..." Bai Miaomiao held on to the chair and tried to struggle - something that was only one centimeter wide after being magnified more than ten times would only be a few pixels wider when shrunk onto the mobile phone screen!
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