After taking a shower, I didn't feel too comfortable. My body felt light and airy, especially when the night breeze blew by, which was very cool.

Zhang Beichuan returned home and looked up the pen name "Urobuchi Gen" on the Internet. Unexpectedly, Mr. Takada was actually a veteran in the animation industry and had produced many famous animation scripts.

At this moment, Zhang Beichuan's cell phone rang.

The name displayed on the phone is 'old woman'

"Moses, Moses, Beichuan-kun, have you eaten?" A flirtatious voice came from the phone: "Did you miss me? Long time no see. Miss, I missed you in bed."

"Old woman, you are so old and you are still pretending to be young."

The voice on the phone paused, and suddenly Zhang Beichuan heard the sound of glass being crushed.

"His, ho, hiss." After a pause, Fujimori Yuuki suppressed his anger and said, "Oh my, are you still the same poisonous snake as always?"

"Tsk, tsk." Zhang Beichuan smiled: "That's just for you. I wouldn't treat others like this."

"Tch, that's really unfriendly. If nothing else, let me ask, have you finished the illustrations for Matsuko-sensei's light novel?" Fujimori Yuki said.

"We still need a colorful cover," Zhang Beichuan said.

"One more card left?" Yuuki Fujimori's voice changed slightly: "Aren't you usually very efficient? Why are you so slow this time?"

"I'm a little dissatisfied, so I redrawn two pictures, and I've recently found a company where I'm working, so I'm a little tight on time. What's wrong? Isn't there still time?" Zhang Beichuan asked doubtfully.

Fujimori Yuuki sighed and said: "We have been working together for a long time. You can be regarded as the royal illustrator of our company, but Mr. Matsuko does not trust your ability and secretly found a very famous one.

Freelance illustrators say that the decision will be based on whose finished product is better at that time."

"What's going on?" Zhang Beichuan said in a bad tone: "If you don't trust my strength, then you wouldn't have entrusted me with it in the first place. Now that I'm almost finished, are you questioning my strength?"

Fujimori Yuuki consoled her: "I'm sorry, I also think what she did is a bit inappropriate, but there was no problem in this regard when signing the contract, but don't worry, no matter whether you choose it or not, the royalties will definitely not be less."

Zhang Beichuan was indeed a little angry. It would have been better if he felt that he couldn't refuse at first. Zhang Beichuan wouldn't have said anything. But when he had already completed a large part of it, he couldn't blame him for something like this suddenly happening.

'Fujimori Yuki' has known Zhang Beichuan for a long time. She is considered Zhang Beichuan's editor. Generally speaking, Zhang Beichuan's illustration work is arranged by her. This time Zhang Beichuan also heard her apology and was slightly silent.

: "I will give you the last illustration as soon as possible. As for success, let it take its own course, but after this time..."

Zhang Beichuan did not continue, but in his heart, he had decided not to accept further illustrations from this teacher "Songzi".

This is not a calculation, but an attitude. Maybe Zhang Beichuan is not a first-line illustrator, but Zhang Beichuan has gained a certain reputation in the illustration industry, and he is also angry in his heart.

"By the way, aren't you considering continuing to write light novels?" Yuki Fujimori changed the subject.

Zhang Beichuan and Fujimori Yuki got acquainted through light novels. Before, Zhang Beichuan basically did any part-time job in order to make a living. In addition to illustrations, he also wrote light novels, and Fujimori Yuuki was his

The first editor, Zhang Beichuan's writing was not bad, but he was not creative at all. The ending was that he threw himself on the street until he died, and he gave up his interest in writing light novels. He started working part-time in illustration.

"No, I already have a formal job, and I don't want to write light novels for the time being." Zhang Beichuan declined politely. Whether it was illustrations or light novels, Zhang Beichuan just had to do it for the sake of life, but deep in his heart, Zhang Beichuan

I still want to participate in the job of making animations, it’s nothing but a hobby.

"Oh, forget it." Fujimori Yuki's voice was a bit regretful. She still admired Zhang Beichuan's writing style very much and felt that he should be suitable for pure literature rather than light novels. However, since Zhang Beichuan has no writing skills,

Thoughts, she also gave up on this aspect of thoughts.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Beichuan looked at the draft of the last illustration and shook his head.

Turn around and go to sleep and enter the inspiration space. It is worth mentioning that Zhang Beichuan has already chosen a name for his space, which is called "Inspiration Space". In fact, Zhang Beichuan, who was a name-breaker at the beginning, wanted to name it.

The name of the cheating space "Golden Finger Space" is not very pleasant, so Zhang Beichuan chose the name of an ordinary inspiration space.

Because as soon as he entered this space, a lot of inspiration came to him, so Zhang Beichuan chose this name.

"Next, it's time to make it. After making the last chapter of the color illustration, it's done." Zhang Beichuan didn't want to be perfunctory because of this kind of thing. After all, this is a work he created, and whether it is good or not, it is his own.

of hard work.

"What I wanted to paint before was that I wanted to paint everything, but I couldn't highlight the main character and had no priorities. This was my problem, but now that I have found the problem, it will be easier to solve."

Zhang Beichuan moved his hands, and the world of space changed according to Zhang Beichuan's ideas. He carefully observed every detail, as if Zhang Beichuan personally entered this other world. Every detail was constantly filled in by him, and a lot of inspiration continued.

filled her mind.

I don’t know how much time has passed, but a picture was perfectly constructed by Zhang Beichuan. The protagonists Ans and Feyute fight side by side. Every detail on their bodies is very substantial, and their expressions are lifelike.

"The next step is to put in the color." Zhang Beichuan's eyes were wild, and he waved his fingers again, slowly putting in the color according to his own ideas. The color seemed to be the finishing touch. When the color was completed, the illustration was finally completed in this space.

.

The background is a huge forest, but it is very dilapidated and turned into a battlefield. The male protagonist Arnes and the male protagonist Feyut are back to back, each holding their own weapons, and their expressions are very lifelike.

Just by looking at it, there seems to be a kind of magic, making people feel the breath of battle rushing towards them.

This painting can be said to be Zhang Beichuan's peak achievement so far.

Zhang Beichuan had no time to rejoice. At this moment, the space changed, and a ray of text suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Beichuan.
Chapter completed!