You are not monster girls!

Chapter 118 Why are you so skilled at this? (4.5k)

When in doubt, consult Lin Muran; this is a truth that Bai Mengqing realized after ascending to this place.

To achieve a nuanced and erotic effect, one must consider both the subject and the composition. The proportions of these two aspects can be adjusted based on the specific circumstances, but neither can be neglected.

While Xia Li's cantaloupe-shaped panties meet the first requirement, that's all they do. Aside from the wrinkles caused by the cotton fabric, there are no other details to be seen, making them completely unreliable.

Moreover, the character I drew is the mature woman that the believers talk about. If the shape is different and it misleads their thinking, it will be troublesome.

"So you called everyone over here just for this?"

Hearing Bai Mengqing shouting so urgently, Lin Muran thought Xia Li was going to eat her, so she quickly put down her work and ran over to see what was going on, but she didn't expect this kind of problem.

"This is a crucial question, okay?!"

As a professional painter, Bai Mengqing had to control every aspect related to painting in order to improve Lin Muran's videos.

After carefully examining the design sketches on the easel for a while, Lin Muran turned around speechlessly and pointed to the lace dress of the character: "You drew a formal gown, couldn't you just draw whatever was inside?"

Although he made borderline videos, to be honest, he wasn't that outrageous.

The dots and the hem of the pants are already the limit.

If it goes any later, it will be rejected six times in a second during the review process, shattering its dream of becoming one of the top 100.

Besides, the outfit she chose this time was an evening gown, and since Ghost Princess doesn't need to have her feet drawn, it really doesn't matter what she wears underneath.

"Besides, aren't there real people right here?"

Lin Muran arranged for Xia Li to be here for two reasons: first, to guide Bai Mengqing in grasping the elements of the Ghost Princess; and second, to have Xia Li serve as a human model for Bai Mengqing.

"I want to draw the extra-large cup; Xia Li has no value left."

Extra large size.
Lin Muran glanced at Xia Li, who was squatting in the corner with her cat ears drooping, and then at the two large balls on the chest of the low-quality model. She felt that it was still a bit too much to ask of this gatekeeper spirit beast.

"Then why don't you just draw underwear? Why draw panties?"

"Underwear?" Bai Mengqing was taken aback.

She'd seen cartoons where people only wore bottoms and not tops. Could it be that in reality it's the opposite of cartoons, where people only wear tops and not bottoms?

The way modern people dress really baffles me.

"For example, a character might deliberately expose her bra straps or let them get wet, revealing colors and shapes, or highlight patterns on her clothes. This deliberate attempt to guide the audience's imagination to judge the style of the underwear is also a technique to increase the level of sexiness."

Seeing that Bai Mengqing didn't understand at all, Lin Muran said in a teacher's tone, "Of course, you also need to put in effort in terms of style, and there needs to be enough contrast."

Was there really such a sophisticated technique involved?
Bai Mengqing listened to Lin Muran's eloquent explanation and couldn't help but admire him from the bottom of her heart, saying, "Lin Muran, you really are a freak."

Lin Muran:?

“Agreed, the guy who only looks at underwear is a pervert.” Emperor Roar said dejectedly. The resentment emanating from Xia Li, who was squatting in the corner, seemed to distort the air around her.

Her tank top failed to showcase any of the attention-grabbing elements Lin Muran had mentioned, which explained his usually stable attitude towards her.
"I was just discussing techniques." Lin Muran was speechless. They had already fought in the Holy Grail War, and these two spirit beasts were still acting all reserved.

"What kind of lingerie makes you fantasize?"

Bai Mengqing had just secretly glanced at her current outfit: a tank top and shorts. It seemed to fit Lin Muran's description perfectly, but why did he still look so impatient?
Could it be true, as he said, that the core is inside?
"It's the designs that are drawn that allow the audience to fantasize." Lin Muran took Bai Mengqing's phone, opened some well-known QQ lingerie stores on Taobao, and let the dragon choose for itself.

Luckily, he was careful, otherwise he would have fallen into the dragon's linguistic trap.

"Look at the product images and seller photos together. If you really want to see the actual product, I can transfer some money to you via Alipay. Once you've chosen, just let me take a look."

Now that she has a mobile phone, Lin Muran will start cultivating the dragon's spending habits, so that she can be entrusted with replenishing some daily necessities in the future, thus easing some of the financial burden.

Trivial matters are the easiest way to distract yourself.

"There's so little fabric," Bai Mengqing thought, looking at the sheer fabric that was almost see-through. Her tail unconsciously started swishing faster.

It looks similar to the pair of underwear she first saw that couldn't hold urine, but it's not quite the same. This one should at least be cooler and more comfortable to wear.

"Seeing it but not being able to see it is also a sly trick to circumvent censorship."

Lin Muran continued, "If we use these garments as a base for design, the visual appeal of the clothing can be basically guaranteed."

A certain game that made the boss burst into tears three times often featured designs where QQ underwear was worn as outerwear. People criticized it, but the core of the criticism actually proved that the design was effective.

Of course, some are ugly, but let's just pretend he didn't say anything.

"How are you so skilled?" Bai Mengqing was somewhat shocked.

"It's recommended in QQ groups."

Lin Muran genuinely didn't know the brands of these lingeries, but the group members liked to look for erotic pictures in normal places, and ended up finding them in the seller's photos, so it was hard not to know them.

"So just draw a simple, basic design for the next part; there's no need to go into the details." He continued to persuade Bai Mengqing to give up on the idea for the next part.

Ordinary people only wear the top and not the bottom.
Wouldn't that mean the ghost would have to wear clothes both top and bottom?!
As expected, my understanding is still superior!

“I can choose not to paint, but I can’t be without it.” Bai Mengqing walked confidently to the model formed by the eel waves and lifted her long skirt to show it off.

The model's voluptuous thighs were clad in a pair of white suspender stockings.

"The most important thing in painting figures is their spirit and vitality. If it is only superficial and lacks soul, it is impossible for people to like it."

"But what you drew was a ghost."

"Ghosts are the same!!"

She stomped her foot in anger, her tail twitching on the ground, but then she thought that Lin Muran's painting skills still had endless room for improvement compared to her own, so she confidently showed off to her: "Just watch and learn from her."

"So you used such an absurd reason to call me over just to show off this?"

Although Bai Mengqing's question was outrageous, Lin Muran was still very excited to witness the mimicry of Eel Wave.

He had thought that Eel Wave, as Bai Mengqing's creation of painting, possessed a similar shaping ability to slime, but he did not expect that it could actually create a 1:1 human model. Although it lacked detail, it was more than ten times better than slime's mimicry.

Furthermore, since it is a creation of Bai Mengqing's painting, mimicry implies infinite possibilities.

However, it was only a tiny bit when it was born, and it has grown to this size in just a few days. It's unlikely that it could have grown this much with just Bai Mengqing's limited ink.

From now on, I'll use kitchen waste to feed it too.

Seemingly sensing malice, Eel suddenly poked its head out from the model's shoulder, aiming at Lin Muran with its mouth slightly open. But upon seeing Xia Li beside it, it shrank back, silently remembering this grudge.

"How could that be! This is a really crucial question." Seeing that Lin Muran still looked doubtful, Bai Mengqing was so anxious that she blushed.

After listening to Lin Muran talk about the underwear, she had a very strong feeling that this character needed to be approached from two angles to achieve the desired effect.

Therefore, the shape of the inner part must be clearly understood.

"I'm a man, why are you asking me?"

Lin Muran could certainly draw that kind of thing, but for Bai Mengqing, who was an artist with extremely high requirements for drawing and whose work required looking at real human figures, it was beyond the scope of reference drawings. "I thought you might have a better understanding of human anatomy, so I humbly asked you," Bai Mengqing explained seriously.

"Do you really have to add that last sentence?" Lin Muran glanced at Bai Meng's green gloves and understood why the other party had specifically called her over.

At first glance, this dragon's transformation level is indeed not very high. After living together for so many days, Lin Muran has never encountered any divine falls or divine openings, and he doesn't know much about her physiological structure.

As for Xia Li, he only had his upper body wiped once or twice; after that, Bai Mengqing took over the rest.

Aside from being able to tell that her transformation level was very high, Lin Muran didn't observe the details at all, nor could she have.

Since these two spirit beasts are not traditional demonic creatures, the strategies for raising them are naturally different from before.

If Bai Mengqing says no, then it probably won't work.

"Why don't you just draw on the cup?"

After much thought, Lin Muran concluded that the only solution was to have Bai Mengqing draw the image from the cup, which would both prevent Lin Muran from being killed and allow her to continue working.

"The shape of the cup is so ugly."

"Then draw a line."

"But according to you, it has to be three-dimensional. How can a line be drawn in three dimensions?"

"Your standards are quite high."

Lin Muran was both amused and exasperated. Bai Mengqing's meticulous personality did indeed ensure the quality of the illustrations to a certain extent, but he was, after all, a single man. There were many things about the paintings, especially the ones about the dragon, that he couldn't directly tell the dragon, even if he knew how to say them.

Otherwise, I'd really become a greasy, perverted man.

"You can draw all the ingredients yourself," Emperor Roar said softly. Xia Li squatted in the corner and said what Lin Muran wanted to say but couldn't say in a tone devoid of any emotion.

"Draw it based on myself?"

"What Big Brother means is that the ingredients' physique and appearance are top-notch among mortals, which is the best reference." Emperor Roar read the air channel reluctantly.

Xia Li had turned around from facing the wall, but she was still sitting in the corner with her arms wrapped around her knees, much like a bound spirit.

"really?"

"Although I hate to admit it, what Xia Li said is exactly what I wanted to express."

As Lin Muran watched her reflection grow larger and larger in the sunset-colored lake, she could only quickly give an answer while grabbing the other person to avoid their noses touching.

Bai Mengqing seemed to be thinking about something. Lin Muran seemed to have said something similar to her before, and the effect of the painting afterward was indeed outstanding.

Was all that he said just a hint, something for me to figure out on my own?
As expected of a taro ball expert, I knew I hadn't made a mistake!!

She looked at Lin Muran, the light in her vertical pupils growing brighter and brighter.

For some reason, as long as Lin Muran was around, Bai Mengqing felt that her paintings could reach a higher level than before, no longer limited to herself and the old man, but recognized by more people.

"I...I understand what you mean. Xia Li is no longer useful, so take her away quickly. I need to paint."

Bai Mengqing turned around and tied her hair into a ponytail, lifting up the dark strands. Against the backdrop of her fair neck, her reddened earlobes were particularly noticeable.

She conjured a calligraphy brush on her green gloves and kept raising it outwards, signaling Lin Muran and Xia Li to leave quickly.

"Useless ingredients, thrown away after I finished them, *crying*." Emperor roared, sobbing. Xia Li pretended to wipe her eyes with her hand.

"Alright, alright, now that the role has been confirmed as the 'super cup,' we can start the copywriting work. Kasumi, come with me."

Lin Muran knew that Xia Li had always been very dramatic, but he didn't expect that after only a few days, she had learned quite a few scenes from melodramas. He seriously doubted whether that amazing master's acting skills were even a thousand percent of Xia Li's.

"Big brother wants to test the new jokes Emperor Roar has learned," Emperor Roar said expectantly.
"If it fits the context of the copywriting, then we can give it a little consideration." Lin Muran rubbed Xia Li's cat ears and pulled her towards the door.

He didn't receive any orders this time, but it didn't bother him.

The account is currently in a growth phase. Taking on too many ads will not only not earn much money, but will also easily deplete the audience's tolerance and affect the account's brand power.

His priority now is to first capture the audience's attention with engaging content.

"Will I call you when it's time to eat?"

Lin Muran knew that once one got into a painting state, it was normal to sit still for 6 hours straight, so he told Bai Mengqing in advance to avoid accidentally breaking the dragon's energy when he knocked on the door.

"Okay, you go ahead and do your thing!!!"

Bai Mengqing blushed and hurriedly pushed Lin Muran, then used his body to support Xia Li and sent the two of them out of the room, slamming the door shut behind them.

boom!
The room fell silent again. Bai Mengqing leaned against the door and let out a long sigh of relief.

Use yourself as a reference?
It's a little embarrassing, but since they've all said so, I'll give it a try.

First, from the top. It doesn't seem very convenient from this angle; a mirror would be needed.

Bai Mengqing looked around the room and only then did she realize that there was no mirror in the room. Helpless, she could only feed Manbo some more ink and let it transform into a full-length mirror according to its will.

Anyway, there's nothing embarrassing about Manbo being the same gender as me.

She twisted and turned in front of the mirror, and when she thought of what Xia Li had just translated, she couldn't help but spin around.

Lin Muran has been getting more and more pretentious lately. Luckily, Xia Li is there, otherwise all these compliments would definitely have gone to his head.

Bai Mengqing turned her back to the mirror and half-pulled up her hot pants. She turned her head to see the specific changes in the shape of the pants after they were put on, but when she turned her upper body, she found that her body seemed to have become very stiff because she had not stretched for a long time. She could only barely see half of the mirror, and it was not very clear.

She twisted her body a few more times, but her vision still didn't improve. She could only bend down to try and see what was in the mirror from the open space below.

dong dong!

The dragon horns struck the floor twice with muffled thuds. Bai Mengqing could only see the ground at most and could not move any further. With no other option, she had to dismantle the dragon horns and continue looking down, but it still felt too far.

Ga~
She leaned closer to the mirror, but lost control, and the mirror that the eel wave had transformed into was smashed to pieces by a tail, unable to be rebuilt.

What should we do?
Bai Mengqing was somewhat troubled. It seemed that her physical condition prevented her from using conventional movements to clearly see the reference she wanted, and even if she found the desired angle, it would be fleeting.

Just freeze the image. If you freeze it for a moment, that's a photo.

Bai Mengqing sneaked open the door like a child stealing something, tiptoed to the studio door, saw Lin Muran giving Xia Li feedback on the manuscript, and then slithered back into her room like a snake.

They're too busy to suddenly come knocking on the door.
Then I should be able to let go and just go for it.

Bai Mengqing secretly took out her phone, opened the camera and switched to selfie mode. She had already imagined the pose that Ghost Princess would strike in the illustration. She silently squatted down, raised her hand as straight as possible, and took a picture of herself.

Looking at herself in the photo, the Dragon Girl was very satisfied with the reference image and couldn't help but marvel at her own amazing wisdom.

Cell phones are really great.

(End of this chapter)