Unemployment at the beginning, I let the big devil of the music world return

Chapter 758 points

It was almost dusk.

There was still a collision of ideas in the yard.

“…The smoother the freeze frame, the harder it is, and it also has to look good. This is a lot of work, everyone has to protect their livers…”

Stone vaccination.

Everyone thought this was fine.

"We're not on a deadline, so take your time and do it whenever you have free time."

Zhou Hao said.

Everyone nodded.

This is the benefit of stop-motion animation.

Although it is very labor-intensive, the investment is not large. You don't need to hire a 208-year-old or too many staff. A few people who know how to do it can get the job done by discussing it. But the corresponding time cost will be higher, just like a point card game.

"correct."

Zhou Hao suddenly thought: "For filming, we can use a fine-tuning gimbal for architectural filming, so that the movement of the camera can be precisely fine-tuned and controllable."

Stone nodded.

He mentioned the name of a software, "This is a stop-motion animation software that can form a timeline of the captured content for real-time preview. In addition, if we have the opportunity, we can ask professional racing athletes to shoot a set of restored short videos, and then compare them in this software to plan the movement path and acceleration of the puppet and the car. This is both professional and can help us avoid many detours."

Stone has played with stop-motion animation.

He knew that the most troublesome thing about stop-motion animation was that the neglect of a detail would result in the need to start over with a shot measured in seconds, and these few seconds of footage might be the result of a day, two days, or even a week's worth of work.

Also.

They also talked about the set.

Lao Mo, who was teaching on the rooftop, poked his head out and said, "For long-range views, use oil paintings."

Sunset, city, forest, etc., the colors of oil paintings can easily create the desired atmosphere of these distant views.

After saying this, Lao Mo turned around again.

He now asked Jiang Yang to stop sketching.

The main reason is that this kid works too hard and never gives himself a break. If you don't know him, you might think he is a student who played around for two and a half years out of three years in high school, and had the remaining half year before the college entrance examination, and suddenly repented and decided to study hard.

He spent the whole afternoon drawing and painting.

Lao Mo lets him take a rest now.

Don't damage your eyes.

By the way——

He handed his tablet to Jiang Yang.

There are many works of famous artists on this tablet, some of which are good at color, some are good at lines, and some are good at light and shadow. These works are extremely high-definition, and Lao Mo asked Jiang Yang to look at more details to subtly cultivate his aesthetic taste.

Especially the colors.

Color conveys information.

The use of colors, the exploration of color psychology, the lighting methods of colored images, etc.

How to use colors appropriately is a science.

Take comics for example. Many people think black and white comics are better than color comics. In fact, there is no difference between the two. The stereotype is caused by the fact that many color comics lack details due to technical or rush work, and use color blocks to make up for it. Or they are first drawn in black and white and then colored, lacking the consideration of color information transmission in the creation stage.

Far away.

A ready-made example is Jiang Yang’s miniature model, where many details are obscured by the colors.

Just for this reason, Lao Mo has to let Jiang Yang take some extra lessons.

after all--

Ok?
Lao Mo suddenly came to his senses.

Why is he so concerned?

His wife is still obsessed with this guy. Even if they are just an author and a book friend, that's not acceptable.

Oh shit!

Jiang Yang was almost confused.

"Hey?"

Just as Lao Mo was coming to his senses, Jiang Yang exclaimed in surprise.

Lao Mo: “What’s wrong?”

Jiang Yang pointed to an oil painting on the tablet, which showed a pool of water in the woods: "This painting is exactly the same as the one on my wall."

Lao Mo: ...

He glanced at the tablet.

He looked at Jiang Yang again.

This painting is really fucking in the country.

Before being auctioned, this painting was exhibited in the country.

As the capital of a country, Kyoto is naturally among the cities on the tour.

He had seen the painting face to face.

Although this painting is not a masterpiece, it is definitely from the hands of a famous artist.

The shock that this painting brought to him in reality could never be conveyed by the high-definition picture on the tablet. When he looked at the painting, he felt a warmth in his chest that took a long time to dissipate and made him unable to leave.

“Draw, keep drawing!”

Lao Mo gritted his teeth and assigned homework to Jiang Yang with all his heart, asking him to hand it in tomorrow. It was so fucking infuriating.

Jiang Yang responded, but was confused.

He always thought that the painting in his home was just bought casually for decoration.

As for homework——

It can still be done.

Tomorrow night is also tomorrow.

When Lao Mo went down to look for Shi Tou, they had a collision of ideas.

However, before he walked out, he turned back and reminded Jiang Yang: "Go back and take a good look at the painting, and observe how the colors and light and shadows express the ripples on the water."

"it is good."

Jiang Yang glanced at the tablet.

You’re right.

When he saw this painting before, he thought it was very ordinary, not even beautiful.

Weirdly abstract.

Now that Lao Mo said this, the painting in his house really looks like it has ray tracing turned on, and the water seems alive.

He continued to practice.

Another half hour passed.

The door opened.

Li Qingning walked in with Sister Xia and two assistants.

Shitou was facing the door, arranging tasks and detailing processes, when he looked up and saw them.

He stood up quickly.

Han Xiaoxiao, Zhou Hao and others also stood up. The bassist even overturned the stool while standing up.

Seeing their situation, Lao Mo couldn't help but look back.

"Everyone is busy."

Li Qingning greeted everyone. She was wearing a brown coat, a bun, and her earrings sparkled as she turned her head to look for Jiang Yang. When she didn't see Jiang Yang, she asked, "Where's Jiang Yang?"

Han Xiaoxiao pointed to the roof.

"Thank you."

Li Qingning smiled and nodded: "Thank you for your help, we have brought some food and drinks for you, please help yourself, don't be polite."

"Oh—yes, yes—no trouble, no trouble—you're welcome—"

Everyone responded.

The “you’re welcome” at the end was said by the bassist.

fortunately.

Her voice was a little soft, and only the stone next to her heard it.

Li Qingning went upstairs.

Xiaoxia and Sister Xia brought food and drinks, and Han Xiaoxiao helped to prepare them.

Xiao Xia also gave the two desserts to Uncle Zhang and Huo Che respectively, asking them to take them back to Zhang Zhu and Yaya.

Sister Qian carried some supplies into the house and put them in the refrigerator.

Lao Mo took the coffee and dessert handed to him by Han Xiaoxiao and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

He was relieved.

The moment he looked at Li Qingning just now, he knew that he could no longer wear the green hat.

At that moment——

It was almost as shocking as when he saw the painting in real life.

Some paintings, when seen through videos and pictures, are not even one tenth as stunning as when seen in real life. If you look at them online or on TV, the Great Devil is beautiful but soulless. When you see them in real life, Lao Mo can only say that Nuwa is biased.

Li Qingning sat next to Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang is still painting.

As soon as he smelled the fragrance around him, he knew that his wife had come.

Jiang Yang picked up his painting and asked, "Isn't it genius?"

He still feels very good about himself.

"Good."

Li Qingning said.

Jiang Yang said happily: "Our family is going to have two geniuses in music and painting!"

"Ah."

Li Qingning responded.

Lao Mo in the yard heard it.

Since the big devil took the picture of the painting, he must have some aesthetic sense.

and also.

Li Yu herself is a talented woman who gives free rein to her talent. She should have some ideas about her talent.

This can be said that Jiang Yang is a genius, and Lao Mo can only say that Li Yu truly loves her husband.

This doesn't mean that Jiang Yang has a useless spiritual root.

can only say--

In Lao Mo's many years of experience in learning, painting and teaching painting, Jiang Yang can only be considered average, with a passing score of 60 points.

but--

Considering his attitude, Lao Mo thinks he can add five points.

Considering his family...

Whenever he thought of that painting, Lao Mo wanted to curse: "Fuck it!"

Guaranteed 20 points!!

That comes down to eighty-five points!

motherfucker.

(End of this chapter)