Fantasy System

"Mu Fan, I just watched the black cat crying and ran out. What happened?"

Asuka opened the door and looked at the office window, facing her, looking at the window, Mufan, asked in confusion.

Mu Fan looked back and looked at the city of Yuki, who was standing at the door, and his heart was sour.

He felt that he seemed to be wrong just now. He should not be so direct with the black cat.

Calm down, Mu Fan understood that he also had something wrong. He always said that the black cat was too poisonous, but what he said just now did not care about the feeling of the black cat?

“Is it okay to apologize?”

There is some entanglement in Mu Fan’s heart. He has always regarded the black cat as his best friend, and he will say such a thing. It seems that he was misunderstood by the black cat because he was not euphemistic.

But if you go to apologize, how should he talk to the black cat?

Is it true that what I said just now is wrong, you are not self-intellect and not poisonous, is isolated is someone else's fault, they do not know how to appreciate you?

Is this too self-deception?

Seeing that Mu Fan was tangled and walking around in the office, Yuki Natsuki couldn’t help but ask: "Mu Fan, you want to find a black cat?"

"how do you know?"

Mu Fan was surprised to see Yuki Akira.

He found that nothing can be seen in Asuna, is there a hidden mind reading for tomorrow?

"It's all written on your face."

Yuki Nakagawa smiled and said: "Actually, in the eyes of Mufan, I don't know how to go to the black cat. In my cognition, the black cat is a good girl and will not be unreasonable. I believe When she calms down in the evening, she can realize that you are a kindly persuasion and correct it."

"I hope so."

Mu Fan sighed, he has decided that if the black cat does not come back after the school festival, he will go back to the black cat.

At least the misunderstanding is better.

......

And tomorrow, just down the stairs, Mu Fan heard the discussion in the office:

"In other words, where the teacher Bai Muyingli went, her style is really difficult to imitate!"

“A painter has a style of painting. Teacher Bai Muying is the best-selling artist in the industry. Her style can be imitated, and naturally she can sell as well as her.”

"Oh, try your best, or you will be angry again tomorrow."

"Yep."

......

From the glass window, I just saw the busy painter and Chicheng leeks and other employees. Mu Fan’s heart and Ming Nai went in.

"General manager!"

Seeing that Murfan entered the office, the staff in the office immediately greeted him.

"you are welcome."

Mufan waved his hand and motioned to continue working, then walked over to the artist's computer.

Mu Fan looked at the pictures that they were carefully modifying. This long shot seems to belong to the cherry blossom line on the Changchun ramp.

Looking at the slightly collapsed style of painting above, Mufan asked softly: "Is there a problem here?"

I saw that the general manager personally came here. The two staff members of the painting team were nervous and said with care: "Please rest assured, we will try our best to complete it."

"Well, I understand, but the paintings of English pears are indeed difficult to imitate."

Mu Fan did not continue to exert pressure, but instead found a chair and sat next to them, laughing: "If you don't mind, let me give it a try."

"General Manager, you?"

When I heard Mufan’s words, the two showed a surprised expression and waved their hands: “How can this kind of thing let you do it and give it to us.”

"It doesn't matter, anyway, for CLANNAD to be released at the summer festival, you have worked hard, take a break, and give it to me in the afternoon."

Mu Fan waved his hand, his words, the eyes of the two employees who were touched by the moment were all wet, and they said that they must work hard to make, while Mu Fan gave up the seat.

Mufan smiled in his heart. He only used the system to exchange the management of the first level. From the perspective of system psychology, if you want people to work for you, don’t blame him anyway, you can strictly, occasionally Greetings, but they can make them feel good.

Asuna also learned the management of the company from an early age, and also saw the intention of Mu Fan. He clap his hands and smiled: "I have also learned some programming, and I can do my part."

It was said that Asuna quickly ran to the programming group of Chicheng Amaranth and began to ask for help.

Mu Fan sat in a chair and carefully stared at the picture that Ying Li pear had made in the past.

Yingli Pear has been studying comics since he was a child. Even if he has been practicing, he has reached a level 3 comic talent, and there are many inferior places in many details compared to Yingli pear.

This shows that Mu Fan can only try to imitate the most popular style of English pear.

The first is the completion of the character step by step, from the line, hair, clothing, overall, not anxious to complete the painting.

Next is the scenery of the surrounding cherry blossoms, the clear water flow...

At the same time that Mu Fan focused on painting, in the eyes of the two painting groups, the expression on Mu Fan’s face changed to the usual lightness. Instead, he became extremely serious and looked like a real artist. The process of painting.

In this extremely serious state, the painting is also very fast. It didn't take long for Mu Fan to complete the picture under the Furukawa cherry tree and see the vivid picture on the computer screen. The two people in the painting group are all exposed. Shocked look.

They didn't expect to throw the company down, no matter the most mysterious general manager, the technology of the comics was so powerful.

"Like, it’s really like it, this painting is qualified!"

I noticed the excited expression of two people in the painting group. The two brothers Miura and Xiong Daxiong came together and looked at the pictures on the computer. They all came from the heart and admired them.

"No, not enough. I am not an English pear. I have a big gap with her paintings. Compared with your retreat, people can probably look at the psychology. I hope that in other people's eyes, this game has no point. Hey, more to attract a player."

Mu Fan looked at the comics he had just painted with a look of indifference, and he did not have any sense of accomplishment in his heart. He said seriously.

Mu Fan understands that although he has worked very hard, he is only a three-level comic talent, Ying Li pear should be above the fifth level, it is very difficult to portray his perfect strength.

I don't know where the pear pear went, but it will come again tomorrow.

However, Yingli pear has helped him enough, and he can still do it himself.

Members of the game production team, when they heard Mufan’s words, hesitated: "But this is already very good. After all, we are not ourselves, can't draw her style?"

"Well, but we can do the maximum restore, just hand it over to me."

Mu Fan calmly smiled, and sent the remaining pieces of the broken picture together with the previous paintings of Ying Li pear as an e-mail to a friend with a silver-haired girl's head.

In fact, this friend is the yarn fog, this child really learned badly, the head of the Penguin on the Internet actually used a girl who was wearing a fat one time.

"Yarn fog, can you roughly restore these paintings with the style of cypress?"

Mu Fan asked the yarn in the mail.

In Mu Fan's opinion, although he can't do it a little, but the yarn is not the same. The yarn mist has the comic talent of the name of Yingli Pear. If the yarn mist is to imitate the pear, then you can do it.

It didn't take long for the gauze to see his mail, and the penguin software received information from the fog.

"Can restore!"

Just four words, but make Mu Fan's heart full of surprises, asked: "How much can you restore?"

"The style of Mr. Bai Muyingli's paintings is relatively good, and people have a mentality to explore fat 1 and lame. This is similar to my style. If I use this style, I can restore it to More than 95%!"

Seeing the reply of the yarn mist, Mu Fan’s heart is happy, if it is more than 95%, then it must be no problem.

"Please, yarn fog, I need your help!" Mufan replied.

"Do not worry, my brother, your lovely sister will help you!"

The yarn fog immediately agreed, and the modification of the comics was no problem. Next, it was modified by the yarn fog. Several people in the film and painting group were responsible for receiving and rendering the beauty, and then re-editing by programming.

With the help of Mufan and Asuna, the progress of game production in the entire office has accelerated a lot.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a knock at the door came at the door.

Mu Fan and the staff in the office looked back and looked at the door, wearing a white dress, petite, fair-skinned, with a beautiful girl with a long purple hair.

When I saw this girl, all the staff in the company stopped talking.

At this moment, two cute little girls came out behind the girl. It seems that they are not very old. They are only at the age of elementary school or kindergarten. One is wearing a pair of ponytails, and one is wearing short hair and two cute little sisters.

Two little loli looked at the crowd in the office with their big eyes, both with a little fear of the strange environment, and because of their age, the curiosity and excitement of the fresh environment, the sprouting scorpion turned Excitedly watching the strange office.

It seems that I realized that my sudden appearance led to the cold field. The black cat bowed his head, silenced for a moment, squatted on the skirt, raised his head and took the courage to ask: "Sorry, I just picked up my sister to leave school, in order to let the game Can be released in the summer festival, today my sister and I will stay in the company, I will work overtime. Excuse me, can I help?"

When I heard this, all the people in the company were holding an incredible look at the black cat.

No one would have thought that a black cat who had always been a dictator would say such a thing.

Only the expression of comfort on Mu Fan’s face, it seems that the black cat really listened to his persuasion and began to change a little bit.