When Zhang Beichuan woke up, he found that he had fallen asleep lying on his stomach, still holding his tongue. He took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was about four in the morning.

"Did I just dream? No, if it was a dream, it would be too real." Zhang Beichuan thought about it and didn't know what happened.

After coming back to his senses, Zhang Beichuan looked at his drawing. Compared with the character he had revised repeatedly in his dream, it was nothing but shit. Comparing it, it was worse than shit.

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Beichuan tore up the drawing. With a click, Zhang Beichuan tore it into pieces and threw it into the trash can.

"Draw it again, just like in your dream."

The scene in the dream appeared clearly in his mind. Holding a pencil, Zhang Beichuan copied it exactly as he did in the dream, stroke by stroke like a divine intervention.

From the initial outline, proportion, and lines, Zhang Beichuan's inspiration exploded at this moment, and a painting was completed in just four hours.

This is a girl with straight black hair, holding a samurai sword, wearing a kimono, with a fierce face, a sense of heroism, and a heroic appearance. Compared with the cute and cute illustrations, although she is the heroine, she is very handsome.

The background is a picture of a monster battlefield. The depiction is very realistic.

Zhang Beichuan's lines are very soft, and there are no traces of modification. They are very clean, and some of the details of the clothing are also handled very well. After all, I have had close contact with him in my dream.

The picture is black and white, without color, but it can be seen that this is a high-quality illustration, far beyond Zhang Beichuan's previous abilities.

Zhang Beichuan was very satisfied with this picture, and then placed it carefully on his easel. There is not only one illustration for a light novel, but this is just one of them. The cover of a light novel will require several colored pictures at the beginning.

Insert, secondly, there will be several black and white illustrations for important plots in the middle, and a hand-drawn one will be needed later.

Anyway, Zhang Beichuan's task this time required him to draw ten illustrations. In fact, Zhang Beichuan had already completed eight of them. Counting this one, it would be the ninth one. However, the quality of those eight illustrations was obviously not as high as this time.

In fact, Zhang Beichuan's painting skills are not bad. After all, it has been almost seven or eight years since he started learning painting in high school. He has learned sketching, illustration, original painting, traditional Chinese painting, pen painting, etc.

Technical aspects are already a big challenge for ordinary people, but compared with those old predecessors, they are obviously not qualified. Both in terms of technology and inner spirit, they are better than Zhang Beichuan.

But this time the illustration is already comparable. Leaving aside the technical aspects, the most important thing is that this illustration is very smart and lifelike. It seems to be infused with spirit.

Zhang Beichuan didn't really make any changes to the previous illustrations. Although it wasn't as good as this one, it was still acceptable for submission.

"Just paint the remaining one when you have time. The time is very flexible, don't be in a hurry." Zhang Beichuan didn't plan to paint anymore. He got up, took toothpaste and toothbrush and went to the bathroom to wash up. The room Zhang Beichuan rented only had two rooms.

There is one bedroom, one bathroom, and not even a kitchen.

Although it is small and inconvenient, it is within Zhang Beichuan's financial capacity. His previous part-time job at Torii Ryuta's store manager could only cover the most basic expenses at the beginning. After a little use, it was gone, so Zhang Beichuan had to take over the illustration job.

He came to make money. It wasn't until he became a foreman in the store two years ago that Zhang Beichuan's salary increased a lot, but he couldn't save much.

Buying a slightly better tablet will require a lot of frugality.

After washing up, Zhang Beichuan took out an instant noodle he bought last night and started soaking it. The instant noodles are cup noodles. They look small, but they are very filling. The seasonings inside are already prepared. All you need to do is add hot water.

You can eat it.

There will be a self-contained tape on the bottom of the cup surface for sealing.

"It's eight o'clock, it's time to set off." After finishing the meal, Zhang Beichuan thought to himself.

Musashino's working time is nine in the morning, but since it's the first day, I have to go a little earlier, and since I'm far away from Musashino, it takes a while to take the train.

The working system is 996, and 996 means that you go to work at 9 a.m. and get off work at 9 p.m., working for six days with one rest day.

Nine o'clock seems to be a beautiful time, but it is nothing to the animation company. Basically, when the animation company is busy with production, you will find that this time is basically useless. You work overtime and catch up on projects. This is almost

It's normal.

After tidying up his appearance in front of the mirror, Zhang Beichuan nodded with satisfaction, locked the door and set off.

The tram was actually very crowded in the early morning, with people coming and going, mostly office workers, but it had become the norm here in District 11. Zhang Beichuan had long been used to it and didn't think anything of it.

Especially when passing by the school, a large group of high school students walked up to him. Zhang Beichuan had to hold on to the gauntlet with both hands to avoid being squeezed by the crowd?

After finally squeezing out of the train and walking a short distance, Zhang Beichuan finally saw the Musashino building.

This is also where I had my interview yesterday.

Zhang Beichuan was just about to go in, when suddenly, the sound of a bicycle was heard from behind. It was Miyamori Aoi. Different from yesterday's suit, she was wearing casual clothes. Her big eyes were full of agility and luster, and she was very beautiful.

"Kitagawa-kun."

"It's you, Miss Miyamori Aoi, good morning." Zhang Beichuan smiled softly.

"Good morning."

"Let's go in together."

"good."

.......

As soon as the two of them arrived downstairs, they saw a young man with dyed yellow hair walking timidly downstairs.

Seeing the two of them, the yellow-haired man's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and said, "Are you a staff member from Musashino? My name is Takaretaro, and I'm a newbie in production."

After glancing at Gong Senkui, Zhang Beichuan said: "Hello, my name is Zhang Beichuan, and the person next to me is Gong Senkui. You misunderstood. Like you, we both just came here today."

"Ah, what? You are both new here like me. It's useless to ask."

Hearing this, Zhang Beichuan was choked up. The tone of these words was really rude.

"Why don't you go up?" Miyamori Aoi asked.

"I went up, but the door hasn't opened yet, so I came down again."

"We are all here early, let's wait here." Zhang Beichuan said.

...

After a while, Zhang Beichuan saw Yuka Xingjin who had interviewed yesterday.

"You came so early?" Yuka Xingjin said in surprise: "Come with me."

"OK."

The three of them followed Yuka Kotsu into the Musashino Building, opened the door with the key, and let the three of them in.

"I have arranged the positions of the three of you. They are right here. I will introduce you to each other when everyone is here."

This was Zhang Beichuan's first time seeing the inside of an animation production company. His first impression was that it was chaotic! Countless materials were placed on every table.
Chapter completed!