Everyday heroes

Chapter 330 Pigeon's Self-salvation

After trying the application of illusion, Guan Lang tested the maximum wandering range of Xinxinshen.

The farthest distance that Xinxinshen can move is about 20 meters.

It is far inferior to Tai Chi Force, but fortunately, both illusion and Tai Chi clone are used in most scenarios at close range, so the impact is not great.

After that, he did some other tests piecemeal, but he didn't find much or gain much.

At the dinner table, he didn't test the newly developed illusion on Wu Yazhen, but planned to find someone who was destined for him later.

In the afternoon, Guan Lang sat on the sofa.

The door of his room was closed, and the two minds were in the room making up for the rest of yesterday's work.

Qian Qiu, who was already sound asleep, lay on the back of the sofa chair in front of him, swayed a few times and landed heavily on the carpet.

This guy's physical fitness is getting better and better, and this height is nothing to him.

It just turned over, didn't even open its eyes, and fell asleep on the ground.

Thoroughly explain what it means, where you fall, you sleep.

Guan Lang's tasks for this week are cleared.

There are no special plans for this afternoon.

He was going to give himself a half day off.

I swiped through several social platforms that I haven't opened for a long time.

This week he has been busy improving his original painting skills, and he hasn't visited the backstage for a long time.

Although he was paddling for fish this week, let alone a video, he didn't even post a post, looking like a primitive person, but the number of fans is still steadily increasing.

The number of followers on Station B has exceeded 110 million, and the number of followers on Weibo is even more exaggerated, reaching the order of 200 million.

There are no related tasks now, so he can't check the specific number of fans, but the fans on Weibo should have a certain amount of moisture.

He seriously suspected that some fans bought fans for him, or that the officials added some robot fans to him.

200 million followers on Weibo is nothing to those superstars who always follow tens of millions of followers and have hundreds of millions of followers, it can only be said to be a drop in the bucket.

But in the circle of painters, he should be regarded as the first echelon.

Even the personal up owners of the entire station B have not reached the order of 200 million.

Guan Lang sighed, but he wasn't too happy.

Although gaining fans should be a good thing, but he always felt that it was so popular, and some rumors became more and more.

Wherever there is a fan, there must be black, even though he is actually quite low-key.

Whether it is Bilibili or Weibo accounts, apart from some ordinary practice paintings, they have only posted one video.

Comparing the millions of bloggers horizontally, he neither criticizes current affairs, nor criticizes nor criticizes the popularity, but this is the case, and there will still be people who hate him inexplicably.

I have to feel that people's hearts are complicated. Fortunately, Guan Lang's mentality is not bad, so he will not be depressed because of some negative comments at certain times.

Going back to the account, Guan Lang glanced at the exploded backstage private messages and the comment section of the last video, feeling a little guilty.

This kind of emotion is very inexplicable, obviously he is not a full-time Internet celebrity, it is normal for him not to post videos, or even use dynamic dynamics to maintain popularity, but seeing so many people talking about it, it will still surge in his heart An inexplicable sense of guilt.

It's like he put 100 million pigeons.

But he is not a full-time video blogger, can an amateur pigeon like him be called a pigeon?

"Did Aria forget the account password of station B?"

"He really became a missing person!"

"On the Nth day when A is away, I miss him!"

"I admit that I'm greedy for my AA's body, I'm a scumbag!"

"In terms of pigeons, this man is really quite stable."

"University A, my roommate has cancer. His last wish before he left was to watch your new video. Can you fulfill his tiny wish?"

It's outrageous, especially the last one.

Knowing it with emotion and moving it with reason, it was full of all kinds of fancy reminders and comments, which amused Guan Lang.

He doesn't know why, but after reading these comments, he will be very happy, and he feels like he can read them all day.

Seeing that the sand sculpture netizens begged so hard, he felt that it would be unreasonable not to post something.

However, it is impossible for him to make a video now.

After thinking about it, he finally remembered that he had taken a few cat videos for Qianqiu before.

This little guy eats his and lives in his. It's not too much to make a little contribution to the family, right?
Guan Lang looked at Qianqiu.

It didn't respond at all, and it seemed to acquiesce.

Guan Lang took out his notebook and browsed through a few short videos that he had edited before.

I cut these videos before just as a memory of the little guy’s growth, and it should be pretty good to make up the numbers now.

Although the little guy is far inferior to him in appearance, he is still a leader among cat creatures.

Guan Lang made a selection, and uploaded the footage of Qianqiu's animation that he shot before and uploaded it to the backstage.

That's great, the update was completed in a few minutes, and then you only need to wait for the background review to pass.

The weight of Guan Lang's heart fell to the ground, and he completed the pigeon's self-salvation.

The water is a little watery, but it's better than nothing, he tried his best.

Guan Lang had just finished uploading the video, and when he was consoling himself in a self-deceptive way, he received a booming WeChat message.

We talked for a while.

What the other party brought was not good news.

It turned out that two or three core members of the creative team that had been agreed to be formed before had died.

The members who wrote the script couldn't continue writing halfway through, and two illustrators with certain animator experience also had summer arrangements and couldn't fulfill the agreement.

However, it was originally a hot-headed agreement among a few fellow enthusiasts. After a few weeks of cooling down, many people's enthusiasm also faded.

What else can I get besides satisfying my hobbies?

It is simply unrealistic and impossible to make money by expecting a few newcomers to become popular through a short animation.

What Honghong told him was the news that the temporary team that had not yet been established was disbanded.

This is in the stage of pre-planning and script creation, so there is not much loss.

"Didn't you waste too much time?" Hong Hong asked, she knew that Guan Lang was no better than her, and it was nearing the end of the term recently, if she wasted a lot of time preparing for the other party, she would feel very guilty.

"That's not true." The original animation drawing skill has been upgraded to level three, and there is another skill to settle down, so how can it be said that it is a waste of time.

Guan Lang originally planned to try to create original personal short animations by himself. Even though he missed a chance to practice now, the impact is not too big. At most, he will advance the process.

The level-[-] original painting skills are already at the professional level, and with the foundation of the fourth-level painting skills and the assistance of several other small skills, he should be good at the animation original painting level.

(End of this chapter)