Tang Muzhou and Xie Mingzhe were having a meal and chatting. The two of them had too many topics to finish. Before they knew it, they actually chatted for several hours. Xie Mingzhe was shocked to find that it was already half past eleven, so he immediately stopped the conversation and said, "Senior brother, I should go back. The dormitory building will be closed at twelve o'clock!"

As a student who graduated from the Imperial Capital University, Tang Muzhou certainly knew the rules of the school and stood up and said, "I'll give you a gift." Seeing that Xie Mingzhe wanted to refuse, Tang Muzhou added, "It's so late, I'm not at ease when you go back alone, I'll take you back to school."

The senior brother insisted on giving it away, but Xie Mingzhe did not refuse anymore. He simply nodded and followed the senior brother into the car.

Perhaps because it was too late, the two did not meet any paparazzi reporters along the way. Tang Muzhou successfully sent his junior brother back to the back door of the school. Xie Mingzhe got out of the car and turned around and waved at him: "Thank you, senior brother!"

Tang Muzhou's eyes were full of smiles: "You're welcome. Go back quickly, so as not to be stopped by the dormitory manager."

Xie Mingzhe nodded, quickly flashed into the back door, and ran all the way to the dormitory.

Seeing him running into the school quickly, Tang Muzhou's smile on the corner of his lips became deeper - this guy was so energetic. For some reason, every time he was with him, he would be infected by his emotions and his mood became happy.

Tang Muzhou kept watching the junior brother's back until the other party's running figure completely disappeared under the street lights. He put away his smile and started the car and returned to Fenghua Club.

The dormitory management system of Imperial Capital University is quite strict, and access control will be on time at 24 o'clock every night. If a student comes back later than the access control time, he must go to the dormitory management center to register the detailed reasons for going out late. This regulation is to avoid the students' impulse to play crazy outside and it is difficult to explain to their parents if they have any accidents. Those who return home more than three times late must apply to the school, which is particularly troublesome.

Xie Mingzhe hates trouble the most, so it is better to go back before the access control.

He ran back to the dormitory at a speed of 100 meters, and finally ran back to the dormitory downstairs panting. When he saw that the time was 23:58, Xie Mingzhe finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiled politely at the dormitory manager, and walked into the Xinsheng dormitory building as if he was calm.

23:58, the access control time is only 2 minutes away.

Fortunately, Tang Muzhou personally sent him back to school, and his physical strength was good enough. He kept running from the back door of the school to the dormitory area. After such a long journey, he actually arrived in a few minutes. He came back before the access control. It was a false alarm.

Xie Mingzhe wiped the sweat from his forehead and leaned against the wall to adjust his breathing.

At this moment, another classmate walked into the dormitory building at the right time.

The other party was wearing slim trousers, and his legs cast straight and long black shadows on the ground. He had a neat braid on his head, but his figure was obvious... Xie Mingzhe was slightly stunned, and he always felt that the shadow of this person was particularly familiar.

Until the other party walked into the building, the two looked at each other.

——It was Qin Xuan, the mysterious roommate who had disappeared for several days.

Unexpectedly, both of them came back at the time. Almost the moment Qin Xuan walked into the dormitory building, the door behind him was closed.

The sound of the door closing echoed particularly clearly in the dark night in the ears of the two people. The two people looking at each other in the hall looked at each other. Xie Mingzhe touched his nose, looking for the topic to break the embarrassing silence: "Well, Qin Xuan, you are back so late?"

Qin Xuan said lightly: "Well, have you just returned?"

Xie Mingzhe smiled dryly and said, "I went out for dinner, but fortunately I came back before twelve o'clock."

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, returning to the dormitory one after another, and the sound of their footsteps remained in the empty corridor in the late night.

Xie Mingzhe came to the door of the dormitory and opened the door. He turned on the dormitory lights. Only then did he see Qin Xuan's face clearly - his roommate looked very tired, his brows frowned slightly, and there were obvious dark circles under his eyes.

I remember that Qin Xuan said he wanted to take three days off at that time, but he came back a week later. Xie Mingzhe was concerned about it: "Have you handled all the affairs at home?"

Qin Xuan gently rubbed his forehead, his tone was plain: "Grandpa passed away, I only came back after the funeral."

Xie Mingzhe was stunned: "I don't know how to comfort people, you... don't be too sad."

This comfort is indeed a bit bad. Seeing his anxious look, Qin Xuan gently twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "No need to comfort me, my grandfather is over 100 years old. He has been living in the hospital for the past two years and has been relying on medicine to prolong his life. This time he left peacefully. Perhaps it was a relief for him."

Xie Mingzhe nodded and said, "Well, the old man will definitely rest in peace." He has no relatives and cannot experience the pain of bereavement. He doesn't know how to comfort his roommates, and his roommates really don't seem to need comfort.

So Xie Mingzhe wisely changed the topic: "By the way, Professor Chen called you a name a few days ago when class was in class. I told him that you had something to ask for leave at home, and he asked you to explain to him personally after you come back."

Qin Xuan: “…”

Professor Chen has gray hair and a long white beard. He is a famous weirdo. He is knowledgeable and talented, and is also quite famous in the art world. However, he is very serious in class and often calls students to answer questions. If the classmate who is clicked happens to skip class, he will directly ask the classmate to retake his course next semester. Students in the art department are very afraid of him, and many people call him a blamed old man in private.

During the days when Qin Xuan asked for leave, he was unlucky to be named by Professor Chen. Fortunately, Xie Mingzhe immediately explained that his roommate had something to ask for leave at home. However, Professor Chen obviously did not believe it. After all, students who skipped classes often used various excuses of "taking leave when they are sick" and "having something to do at home", so he asked Qin Xuan to take a leave note to him.

Xie Mingzhe said: "Don't worry, if you have a school approval note, he won't make things difficult for you. In addition, he also assigned an extracurricular homework, asking all students to draw a painting, the color can only be green, and asked different greens to draw a sense of layering and novelty. This homework will be recorded in the final evaluation at a full score of 10 points. I will submit it next Wednesday, and I haven't finished it yet."

Speaking of this, Xie Mingzhe was also a little worried. It was not that easy to draw a novel painting with only green. This painting was calculated to be 10 points in the final exam, and he would have to get at least 7 points, otherwise the pressure of the final exam would be high.

According to seniors, there are many people who failed the course and retaken by Professor Chen. The old man was so fucked and did his best to score. No one knew what style he liked, and Xie Mingzhe was unsure.

Qin Xuan asked: "There is no requirement for the content, just the color restriction is green, right?"

Xie Mingzhe said: "Well, all kinds of light green, dark green, and dark green can be matched casually, just green, and no other colors appear."

"I understand. Do you have homework in other courses?"

"There are no homework in other classes, only this one will be handed over next week."

Qin Xuan nodded: "Thank you. Go to bed first, good night."

The roommate turned around and went back to his bedroom, and Xie Mingzhe also went back to the dormitory to take a shower and sleep.

I'm busy again recently. Not to mention that the school's courses are increasing, he also has to draw a character card for himself, a ghost card for Xiao Ke, and then think about drawing scenes for Nirvana Club and the figure picture that promised his senior brother... It's really not enough eight hands.

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After Xie Mingzhe was reborn, he developed a good schedule. He got up on time at 7 o'clock every morning and didn't sleep in even on weekends.

It was Sunday. After getting up, he washed his face and came to the living room. He unexpectedly saw Qin Xuan setting up an easel on the balcony of the living room and painting the homework assigned by Professor Chen. Xie Mingzhe looked at it curiously when he passed by.

Qin Xuan's technique is very different from Xie Mingzhe. For example, when drawing an apple, Xie Mingzhe will first draw the outline, try to draw it as carefully and completely, and then apply the color within the outline. Even if it is not colored, you can tell at a glance that he is drawing an apple. But the draft of Qin Xuan's painting is simply a "stream of consciousness". You can't tell whether he is drawing an apple, orange, pear, or a simple circle?

The sketches he drew were like the wild cursive of a calligrapher, and the paper was covered with messy lines. Xie Mingzhe stood behind him and looked at them for a long time, but he couldn't understand what the hell he was going to draw.

However, Qin Xuan, who was drawing lines, looked extremely serious. The cold and serious boy rarely showed a soft look when he looked at his paintings.

The warm morning sun shrouded his body through the window screen. From the side, Qin Xuan's facial features were actually very handsome. Generally, men with braids would look very sissy, but Qin Xuan's aura completely held on to such a hairstyle. He was not sissy at all, but instead had more of the unique temperament of an artist.

In the early morning, in the sun, the boy who painted seriously, this scene really looks like a clip from a literary movie...

However, the beautiful scene was quickly broken, and a knock on the door sounded outside the door: "Azhe, have you gotten up? Go for breakfast!"

The door was open, Yu Ke pushed the door open and came in. A few days ago, the two of them had breakfast together. Yu Ke also went downstairs to the dormitory and called Xie Mingzhe. But I didn't expect that there were more people in the dormitory today. Because his voice was too loud, he disturbed Qin Xuan. The latter frowned in displeasure. When he turned around, his eyes were as sharp as if he wanted to stare Yu Ke's face into a hole.

Yu Ke was glared at him and immediately froze in place, as if he had been pressed to hold the lock button.

Xie Mingzhe was amused and crying, so he quickly walked over to block Yu Ke and said, "Qin Xuan is painting, don't disturb him."

Yu Ke came to his senses, put oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away: "I'll wait for you at the door!"

After Yu Ke left, Xie Mingzhe smiled awkwardly and said, "Xiao Ke doesn't know if you're back, will you interrupt your inspiration?"

Qin Xuan said lightly: "It's okay."

Xie Mingzhe said: "Then I'll go downstairs to have a meal first, so you can draw slowly."

He changed his clothes and went out. Yu Ke was waiting at the door. When he saw Xie Mingzhe coming out, he hurriedly pulled him to the side and came over and whispered, "Your roommate is terrible. Can you get used to living with him? Otherwise, you can apply to change dormitories and move over to live with me! Our professional boys are odd, and I am the last one. I live alone, and the other bedroom is empty."

"Isn't that good?" Although Xie Mingzhe is not used to getting along with people like Qin Xuan, he suddenly applied for a dormitory change, and the school would not approve it without a reasonable reason. It can't be said that the roommates don't play games with me, so I want to play games with Yu Ke?

"Anyway... I think he is weird." Yu Ke was still scared when he remembered the sharp eyes just now.

"He is quite cold, but he is not bad. He just glared at you because you disturbed him painting. If you don't like him, please send me a message in the future and just come to my dormitory less." Xie Mingzhe did not continue this topic and said, "Go to have a meal first."

"Yeah." Yu Ke didn't continue talking about Qin Xuan, and said excitedly, "By the way, the custom helmet for the freshman championship reward is really easy to use. I used it to log in to the game last night, and I felt that the picture was much clearer. I went to the arena to play ranking and won ten consecutive victories in one go."

"Is that true?" Xie Mingzhe smiled and patted his shoulder, "With the new helmet, hurry up and master all the ghost cards. You have never used Du Liniang and Wei Zheng, right?"

"I know, I will focus on practicing the late-stage play with a treatment card next!"

The two of them came to the school cafeteria to have breakfast while chatting.

On weekend mornings, many students slept in, but there were not many people in the canteen. Occasionally, if a classmate passes by, he always looks curious when he sees Yu Ke - Yu Ke won the championship in the freshman competition, and was full of popularity. Now he is a little celebrity.

Yu Ke, who was watched, was not very comfortable, so he pulled Xie Mingzhe to the corner and whispered: "Last night, the management of the Ghost Prison Club came to me and asked me to join the Ghost Prison as a trainee, but I refused."

Xie Mingzhe had expected this long ago: "You will definitely attract the attention of the ghost prison when using ghost cards. Didn't you say who made the ghost cards, right?"

Yu Ke immediately promised: "I didn't even mention it! However, I think they will guess soon. After all, my Ke Xiaoke's account is in the Nirvana Guild. Uncle Fat has been so popular recently. After a little bit of thought, it's easy to think that I have joined Nirvana."

Xie Mingzhe smiled, "It doesn't matter if you are guessed. Wei Zheng and Du Liniang are new cards that have not been exposed in your deck. The tactics around these two cards are completely different from those of the Black Impermanence Blast Mark. You can practice again. In the future, I will continue to make new cards for you, and I had some ideas last night, planning to create a scene card suitable for assassination for your ghost card."

Yu Ke widened his eyes: "You still want to make a scene card?"

Xie Mingzhe nodded: "Well, every club will have a home map that is good at. We cannot be too shabby even if we are reborn. We always use other people's maps. I have already thought of the setting for the first scene map I made for you, and it is called - Blood Pool Hell."

Blood Pool Hell, a dark scene card, can turn the game scene into a terrifying hell made of blood. All cards entering Blood Pool Hell will be tortured and will lose a lot of blood every second. Moreover, all cards in the Hell scene are prohibited from being resurrected, so that the opponent will not be resurrected at critical moments to fight a wave of counter-control.

Xie Mingzhe’s idea is that a large number of blood loss scenes can quickly reduce the card’s health, allowing Xiao Ke’s Nie Xiaoqian and Hei Wuchang to complete the harvest, supplement the deck’s damage deficiency, and fight quickly.

This is just one of the scene cards he imagined, and he has not yet determined how to draw it.

There are many ideas for other scenes, but I have been too busy recently and can't take time to draw complex large-scale scenes. It would be great if I could find a great assistant, especially those who are very good at drawing scenes.

Xie Mingzhe is an orphan in this world. Although he has been studying art since childhood, most of them have been self-study. When he was a child, he didn’t have money to hire a professional teacher and his basic skills were not particularly solid. He is very good at drawing characters, but drawing large-scale scenes is his weakness.

There are too many details that need to be considered in the scene diagram, and the scene design also requires relatively high spatial sense. The scenes drawn on the floor plan may not be good after 3D magnification. Xie Mingzhe’s current level is not able to independently complete the drawing of large-scale scenes.

This is a very professional field, and even in the Earth era, game scene designers are rare talents.

It is not in a hurry to do this. Xie Mingzhe thought, it would be better to look at the Academy of Fine Arts. If students with solid foundation and ability to draw large-scale scenes, they can invite Hi-Tech to Nirvana Club to be scene designers.

There is a very simple way to find talents in this field - the Art Academy's Art Exhibition.

One month after the school starts every year, the Academy of Fine Arts will hold an art exhibition for the whole academy. Freshmen and senior students can participate, put their works they consider to be the best in the exhibition hall, and enjoy the addiction to opening an art exhibition.

There are many masters in the art exhibition in the college, and perhaps the talents who paint scenes can be found in it.
Chapter completed!