From White Box To Supervision

Chapter 39: Pre-Presentation Event

“Beichuan-kun, you can find some clothes on the Internet as a design reference for the clothing issue here. After all, this is not the protagonist’s character, so don’t bother.”

“OK, all right.”

Zhang Beichuan recorded Zhongyuan Ren’s words in his notes.

“Also, the props and background settings here still need to be communicated with Rinko Ogasawara. Well, forget it. I’ll contact you later. You can simply help design the costumes of passers-by.”

Zhang Beichuan and Mr. Nakahara Jin are still discussing about the setting, and they have basically understood everything.

But at this moment, a loud reprimanding voice came from the room. Zhang Beichuan looked up and saw that the performer, Mr. Yuanhong Ze, was reprimanding Takataro, who was constantly apologizing in front of him, next to the supervisor.

Zhang Beichuan wanted to ask, but when he saw Yuanhong, who usually had a gentle face, he was angry.

However, when eating at noon, I saw that Taro Takata and Aoi Miyamori looked bad, and even Mr. Honda Feng, who was opposite, was very bad. Zhang Beichuan finally couldn’t bear his curiosity and asked. Said: “What’s the matter with you two?”

“Mr. Gao Li did not recall the original painting of the third chapter as scheduled, and the pre-draft used a storyboard.” Aoi Miyamori said angrily.

“It’s still a storyboard now??” Zhang Beichuan was surprised: “If it’s still a storyboard at this time, it will delay the subsequent process. The third episode will be played next week. This…”

Don’t think that this has nothing to do with Zhang Beichuan. This will have a multi-domino effect. If one is not completed, the later will be delayed.

“I’m very sorry.” Ko Litaro bowed.

“So, is there any remedy for the supervision?” Zhang Beichuan said helplessly.

“Yes… let Miss Segawa help you with it.” Takaritarou whispered.

“But what about the fourth chapter? Isn’t Miss Segawa in charge of the fourth chapter?”

“The supervisor said that we can only talk about it when the time comes.” Miyamori Aoi said helplessly.

“This…”

In popular terms, it is described as tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall.

“Did Miss Segawa agree?” Zhang Beichuan asked.

“We haven’t told her yet. Now the supervisor is looking for a reliable original artist to complete it. If we can find it, we don’t need Miss Segawa, but there is little hope. After all, most of the senior original artists have other arrangements. Miss Segawa has a lot of original paintings for Chapter 4 alone, I really can’t bear to let her finish it.” Aoi Miyamori said.

“Where’s Miss An Yuan? Can you let her try it?”

“Because it is the main number of cards in the third episode, the newcomer’s original painting is not very good, and the supervisor did not let it try.”

“Where’s Rinko Ogasawara-senpai?”

“He is in charge of all the general painting supervision and correction. He is too busy to help correct the painting style every day.”

Mr. Honda Feng couldn’t help but hug his head: “Everything is possible!”

Generally, when encountering such emergencies, it is very important to pay attention to the personal connections in the production process. In District 11, the importance of personal connections is often greater than the importance of investment.

“I’ll go back and ask who can be the original artist!” Zhang Beichuan sighed.

“Thank you.” Aoi Miyamori was a little pessimistic.

In the daytime, in his spare time, Zhang Beichuan is also helping him find original artists in his circle.

But unfortunately, Zhang Beichuan knows a lot of original artists, but most of them have their own work assignments, or they are too young to undertake the task of key cards.

“Then, can I take care of it myself?” Zhang Beichuan thought about his possibilities carefully. He had room for inspiration to help him, and it was not a problem to act as an original artist, but the problem was… he didn’t have the time or qualifications at all.

The time is because most of the time is occupied by my own production and illustration.

And his qualifications are still too young, and in District 11, there is a place where seniority is more important, and in the eyes of outsiders, he is just a newcomer.

…

“Beichuan, I’m sorry, I also have the original painting task assigned by the company here.”

“That’s it, then forget it! Thank you!”

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Beichuan sighed, this was the fifth person he was looking for.

how to say? This time is not very good. Now is the time of the October broadcast, and most of the tasks are outsourced by other companies.

It was already night time. Zhang Beichuan had just come home from get off work and put down the phone. Zhang Beichuan shook his head: “It seems that I can only work hard for Miss Segawa!”

“I still have too few contacts. It’s limited to some of my online friends and friends.” While thinking, Zhang Beichuan lay on the bed in a daze and fell asleep.

Dead silence, darkness, is still a very familiar inspiration space.

Just when Zhang Beichuan wanted to continue painting, he saw a… person in the middle!

Zhang Beichuan was taken aback by this, he rubbed his eyes to determine if it was his dazzling eyes.

After all, it has been a long time, and Zhang Beichuan has really never seen anyone else in his own space.

This is a man in a white coat, looking at Zhang Beichuan in front of him

“I ask you, are you my master?” the man said.

Zhang Beichuan: “…”

How did it become a heroic spirit summoning scene? ? Zhang Beichuan complained inwardly.

“Well, may I ask who you are…” Zhang Beichuan asked hesitantly.

“Tsk, I really don’t know how to joke.” The man smiled and said, “Let me introduce myself formally. My name is Sanqian Cheping, and I was brought here from this space.”

space? bring?

Seeing Zhang Beichuan’s doubts, Sanqian Che flatly smiled and said: “I was originally in another world, you can understand it as a parallel world, I don’t know why I was brought here when I fell asleep, but it gave me a message, then Just to help you.”

parallel world? Well, Zhang Beichuan was rushed by this kind of information and didn’t react at once.

“What you need now is to draw the original painting! And I am also an original painting artist in my world, and I happen to have no task now.” Sanqian Cheping said with a smile.

“Then…you are here to help me!” Zhang Beichuan asked curiously.

“No, this space doesn’t seem to limit me to help, it just gave me this news. To be more precise, it’s an exchange!” Sanqian Che said flatly.

“I’m here to help you draw the original painting, then how about you help me next time, the equivalent exchange, for example, next time you come to help me draw.”

“Can you come here anytime?” Zhang Beichuan caught what he said.

Sanqian Cheping smiled: “It doesn’t seem to be possible. It seems that your wishes are the main thing here. This time is an exception. Next time, you will need your opinion.”