Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Jian Anran rested her head on her left hand, "This model is too rough, especially the material of the facade, it will be ugly when rendered."

"No..." Ning Beibei was a little speechless, "Are you serious?"

"This obviously looks fraudulent!"

Jian Anran just smiled and didn't speak any more.

Although she knew that this company was not very reliable from the beginning to the end, she even hated Mr. Liu who interviewed her today from the bottom of her heart.

But this is the only offer she has received since the beginning of this year, and she doesn't have many choices.

She is not like Ning Beibei, even if she is bad, the family can use her relationship to cover her up.Her family is not in any construction-related industry.

Once Jian Anran decides to play badly, then her life is likely to really go bad like this.

Even if there is a [-]% possibility, Jian Anran still wants to try it out, to see how lucky she is, and to see whether this company is reliable or not.

Even the dinner was settled quickly in the dormitory, and Jian Anran finished drawing the renderings that night.

Originally, she wanted to send it directly to the other party, but she saw that it was almost midnight, so she decided to forget it.

Jian Anran really hates other people sending her work and study news during the break time.

It is easy to bring the situation onto herself, and she is unwilling to send messages to others during non-working hours.

……

[Is the painting finished? 】At nine o'clock in the morning, Jian Anran received a message from Mr. Liu.

When Ning Beibei was brushing her teeth, she heard her mobile phone beeping wildly, "No way, didn't you just go to work at nine o'clock, and now you are here to remind me? This person has no life himself, so he pretends that no one else has a life?"

[See the message and reply in time! ] The other party immediately sent a message.

After informing the other party of the current progress, Jian Anran immediately turned on the computer and started rendering the second rendering.

[Mr. Liu: Send me the progress to see]

After hesitating for a moment, Jian Anran still directly used the WeChat screenshot and sent a high-blurry version of the rendering.Not long after, news came from Mr. Liu.

[Mr. Liu: The ratio of your school gate is not right, I don't want this kind of effect]

The proportion of the school gate?Jian Anran immediately opened the model for comparison, and there was almost no difference between the rendered rendering and the original school gate in proportion.

[Jane: I rendered it directly according to the original scale of the model. Except for adding some details, the original model has not been touched]

The chat interface was silent for a long time. I thought that the other party would not reply again. When it was close to noon, Mr. Liu suddenly said:
【Mr. Liu: Go ahead and do it first】

Jian Anran didn't think too much, and rendered another rendering of the model according to the current style, coloring the rendering according to the current color tone, adding materials and details.

When WeChat popped up again, it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

[Mr. Liu: Progress? 】

Then send a screenshot of the current progress to the chat window, and Mr. Liu immediately displayed "The other party is typing..."

【Mr. Liu: Send me the picture】

Come on?When seeing this sentence, Jian Anran couldn't help repeating it, "Send me the picture? What are you doing? What do you want to see before the rendering is finished?"

Ning Beibei took off the earphone on one side, "Did you just talk to me?"

Jian Anran shook her head, rushed to Ning Beibei's side, and handed her mobile phone to her.

"Master Ning, help me interpret it quickly, what exactly does he want?"

Ning Beibei almost rolled her eyes after reading the news, "What is this person doing? Is it still an old society with distinct levels?"

"I haven't even joined the job yet! Just come and go when you call someone, and you think you are King Zhou?"

Jian Anran was a little puzzled, "Why did you suddenly mention King Zhou?"

The corners of Ning Beibei's mouth were raised high, "I went to see "Fengshen" with Zhou Yun from the dormitory next door yesterday. I was deeply involved in the drama, and I feel like I won't be able to get out!"

Probably because she noticed Jian Anran's blank face in front of her, she immediately said: "I called you back then, who told you that you were not interested, it's so beautiful! There are so many handsome guys that I feel like I'm going to rush out of the screen! "

"Especially proton dance, I'm really going crazy!"

Jian Anran immediately asked: "Proton dance? What's so interesting about that?"

In her field of knowledge, there are only microcosmic particles like protons, atoms, and electrons.

In the past few days, when Ning Beibei shared countless times of "proton dance" in the dormitory passionately, a few round chemical particles jumped out of her head and danced up and down. She really didn't understand such a thing. What's so good about something.

Ning Beibei was very surprised, "The proton dance is not good-looking? God, what are you talking about?"

"Several handsome muscular guys dance shirtless. It's a visual feast, isn't it? Let me tell you..."

Seeing Ning Beibei's eloquent sharing, Jian Anran stopped this topic that was running away in time: "Wait, wait!"

"So how should I respond to this person's news?"

"News?" Ning Beibei just woke up from the handsome guy in his head, "I guess I want you to send him the file."

"I didn't say that. It was he himself who said that he would give people three days to draw pictures. He urged him once on the first day yesterday, and again on the second day today. What exactly does he want to do? He doesn't really want to start prostitution for nothing. right?"

Jian Anran made a lot of psychological struggles, and finally replied [OK] in WeChat, then exported the rendered picture, and sent another screenshot to Mr. Liu.

She has already prepared her mind: she can work for free, but she must not be prostituted for nothing.

There was no reply for a long time, and she didn't want to continue doing it.After going to the cafeteria with Ning Beibei and having a meal, after she swiped several Weibos starring "Fengshen" under her "coercion and lure", a message popped up on Jian Anran's WeChat again.

[Mr. Liu: Follow the instructions I wrote to change it]

Clicking on the file sent by Mr. Liu, there are two pictures. The other party directly circled and squeezed out her screenshots, and wrote comments on revisions.

She subconsciously glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer——

08: 30.

When she stayed up late and finished editing the files, it was almost two o'clock in the morning, and Jian Anran went to bed without covering her computer.

"Deng dong, dong dong—"

Waking up by the vibrating sound of WeChat early in the morning, Jian Anran picked up her phone in a daze. Not surprisingly, at nine o'clock in the morning, President Liu sent her another message.

[Mr. Liu: You are totally wrong! 】

[Mr. Liu: Did you follow my revisions? 】

【Mr. Liu: Come here】

"Come here?" Jian Anran couldn't help talking to herself, "Where are you coming?"