Don't think of rebirth.

Chapter 370 Join in the fun

Although the rumors on the forum were quickly curbed, many people still saw them and they were still spread by word of mouth in private.

When Gu Qinghuan was in the political class, Fang Wanfu couldn't help but come over to ask about her situation: "Are you okay?"

Gu Qinghuan was surprised: "You actually still care about others?"

Fang Wanfu's eyebrows almost stood up: "What are you talking about! How could I not care about others!"

He decided to care about Gu Qinghuan because she had advised him to be honest with his family.

But she actually said that. It's just that her good intentions were not rewarded!

Fang Wanfu was about to turn back angrily, but then he heard Gu Qinghuan say, "Show me something practical, like what new clothes you've drawn recently."

Speaking of this, Fang Wanfu lost all his anger. He pulled out a sketchbook from his bag and spread it in front of Gu Qinghuan, his expression full of high spirits: "Come and see!"

Zhan Shichen in the back row: This guy is so easy to control.

Gu Qinghuan started looking at her sketchbook. She no longer had to hide her drawings secretly. Fang Wanfu's designs had all changed.

Before, there were only pictures cut into small pieces of paper, but now there is only one picture on a page, and the side is filled with densely packed text.

Inspiration, clothing style, matching suggestions, fabric materials desired to be used, some detailed designs, and additional large pictures.

Occasionally, you can see some boastful complaints, as if he saw some clothes he didn't like, so he made targeted designs.

Gu Qinghuan stopped turning the pages and couldn't help but let out an "ah" sound.

"This one is really nice!" Gu Qinghuan picked up the sketchbook and showed it to Zhan Lichen in the back seat.

She didn't understand clothing categories, so she could only say that this outfit looked like a knight's. However, while it was handsome, the details were also extremely delicate and meticulous, and it didn't appear serious or cold.

Moreover, the white shirt and short jacket underneath are clearly designed to expand the chest, which is clearly a women's outfit.

"So handsome!" Zhan Zhanchen sighed, "It's a pity that this suit looks like a costume and can only be worn on stage."

Fang Wanfu took a closer look and quickly took back the sketchbook: "This is the set I'm going to use for the competition! It's the skin of the game character!"

According to Fang Wanfu, a certain game launched a game character skin design competition. The winning design can be cooperated with the official to be made into an in-game skin.

This is the design drawing that Fang Wanfu chose for him. However, he hasn't decided whether to actually participate in the competition.

"Why not?" Gu Qinghuan asked, "This suit is really handsome."

Fang Wanfu said with a bitter face: "I, I don't know how to draw people."

After saying this, he covered his face, looking ready to be laughed at.

After all, it is the skin of a game character. It is impossible to show only the clothes, but also the character must be taken into consideration.

For many players, no matter how good-looking a set of clothes is, they will not like it if the style of the clothes does not match the character's personality.

As a result, other entries used standing pictures of game characters, and some even added complete backgrounds.

If Fang Wanfu only put up one set of clothes, it’s obvious that no one would vote.

Gu Qinghuan asked, "Don't you know how to draw the human body?"

Fang Wanfu hesitated for a moment: "I have taught myself ergonomics, does that count?"

He did not receive any systematic training and got into fashion design purely as a latecomer.

Zhan Zhanchen interjected, "Aren't these two different? Fashion designers and illustrators are very different."

Fang Wanfu was a little unwilling and muttered: "I really like this role, and I can guarantee that this suit is suitable for her..."

"Or you can find someone to cooperate with, you are responsible for designing the clothes, and someone else is responsible for drawing the skin for the competition?" Gu Qinghuan asked.

Fang Wanfu refused: "If that's the case, it feels like it's not my credit anymore."

If Fang Wanfu collaborates with other painters, even if the painter acknowledges that Fang Wanfu is the main character, in the eyes of the players, the credit may go to the painter.

After all, there are many things to consider for a complete illustration, such as composition, color, light and shadow, etc. It is no easier than designing clothes.

Zhan Zhanchen looked a little disgusted: "If you could draw yourself, wouldn't this be a problem?"

Fang Wanfu was hit hard and decided to sign up for illustration classes when he got home today.

But even if he learned now, it would be a fantasy for him to meet the deadline of the competition and draw illustrations exquisite enough.

He was looking worried, while Gu Qinghuan searched online for this skin design competition based on the name of the game character written on the side of the sketchbook.

She studied the rules and looked up and said, "This event not only supports paintings, but also photography."

"Yes, there are also some craft masters who make clothes by themselves and then cosplay as characters and wear them. Dynamic videos are indeed very popular, but they are more difficult." Fang Wanfu said casually.

Gu Qinghuan patted his shoulder: "Do you have money?"

Fang Wanfu didn't understand what she wanted to do, but when he heard this question, he immediately said with disdain: "Who do you look down on?"

"I know a cosplayer and a photographer, but I don't know if they are interested in helping you. If you are willing to spend money and make the clothes, maybe you can take it to them and talk to them about it." Gu Qinghuan said.

Zhan Zhanchen reacted quickly: "You mean Tianjiao and Shi Guanghui?"

Gu Qinghuan nodded: "I have seen this character in Tianjiao's circle of friends. She should like it very much."

Fang Wanfu came back to his senses: "You said this! I'll find someone to make it now!"

It would be different if the clothes were really made. The visual effect would be more intuitive and could better reflect the level of the clothing.

Although some people may not like this kind of reality, Fang Wanfu doesn't care. He only cares about whether the clothes he designs can be recognized.

Gu Qinghuan kindly reminded: "You still need to discuss it with the clothing department."

"That's okay. My uncle's family runs a garment company. I can definitely borrow someone from him." Fang Wanfu was already thinking about how to persuade them.

There is no need to worry about expenses; he never lacks pocket money.

In addition, even though he had not yet started learning how to make clothes, he had bought a lot of fabrics and other things. Otherwise, how would he know if a piece of clothing could produce the effect he wanted?

The Fang family has specially set up a studio for him, and when the time comes, they can just invite people over and start working right away.

Seeing Fang Wanfu like this, Gu Qinghuan thought that she should not worry about him anymore, so she turned around and created a small group, adding Shi Guanghui and Murong Tianjiao.

Murong Tianjiao: [? ]

Shi Guanghui: [What's the matter, squad leader? ]

Gu Qinghuan posted the competition page in the group.

Murong Tianjiao: [Ah, I know about this event. My favorite Matilda is also in it. She’s going to have a new skin! ]

Gu Qinghuan: [That’s quite a coincidence.]

Matilda is Fang Wanfu's favorite character.

Gu Qinghuan asked Xia Wanfu, and after getting his consent, he posted his design drawings in the group.

Murong Tianjiao: [! ]

Murong Tianjiao: [This looks good! It suits Matilda very well! She will look very handsome in battle wearing this! ]

Murong Tianjiao: […Wait. ]

Shi Guanghui: [There is a cosplayer and a photographer here. ]

Gu Qinghuan: [There is also a designer and a supervisor. ]