After rebirth, I became their Miss Painter

Nan Lianxue didn't care about messages scrolling on Wei Wei's glaring phone screen at first... until she found out that these messages seemed to be private messages to her!

who can that be?

Opening the phone, Nan Lianxue supported her head with one hand, a strange look flashed in her eyes.

"cough cough..."

With a slight swipe, Nan Lianxue saw that her private message was a painting:

It's an illustration of my Maid and Missy series, but... it's in the style of a notebook:

The hands of the sickly young lady were tied on the head of the bed by pure white silk. The maid raised the young lady's chin lightly, and a small love appeared in her eyes.

"Why...um."

Nan Lianxue's fingers paused slightly, and then moved to the side with a reddish face. This was drawn by her, when she was touching a fish.

"But why did you send it to me privately?" With such a doubt, Nan Lianxue looked down slightly:

"Hello."

It's a very standard greeting, and it feels a bit formal.

"Hello..." This message was sent a few minutes ago, and out of politeness, Nan Lianxue still replied to him.

"Are you a full-time artist or a part-time hobby artist?"

Ah, huh?

"Maybe it can be regarded as... a part-time painter?"

Well, Miss Painter who is forced to open.

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, and after about a minute, he sent another message:

"It's like this. Our production team sees that your painting level is very high. We hope to hire you to participate in the production of a sideshow in our upcoming animation. There are about ten storyboards. I don't know if you can leave your contact Way."

Production team?animation?

Nan Lianxue held her chopsticks in her mouth, a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes: Why did the animation team hire her a little-known painter?Is it a game animation like GalGame?

Um......

"That's it. Our production team is about to produce an original national style animation, which is expected to be broadcast in July this year."

July?

By the way, it's already April...

"Has your animation production been completed?" Nan Lianxue asked curiously.

The other party was obviously silent for a while:

"For some reason, the animation production has not been completed yet."

As for the specific reason?

Then the other party will not say it in detail.

"So we need you to help us make some sideshows, which will be released as a pre-PV."

Nan Lianxue was a little helpless, she just typed a small line in the chat bar: "Can you really trust me?"

I saw another message from the other party:

"If you are willing to join us, we are willing to pay you a salary of [-] to [-] yuan per painting. This is the salary during the trial period. After you officially become a regular, the salary will be higher."

......

The illustration at this price...is not unacceptable, she is still not well-known, so few people come to her to ask for a draft, even though her painting standard is very high.

"...Is there a lot of work, I may only have time on weekends."

"In that case, can you leave your contact information?"

The other party saw that there was something interesting, and immediately sent an electronic version of the contract.

This production team... seems to have never heard of it.

I have to sign a contract, which is very troublesome.

But their company seems to be quite close to her home, probably only two or three kilometers away.

"Sorry, I might not be able to sign this." Nan Lianxue sighed slightly. In fact, there is nothing wrong with the contract itself, but she is a student now, and she has to go to school on weekdays and finish her comics on weekends.

Even though she has always wanted to participate in animation production, maybe, at least for now...she can't do so many things at the same time.

Just like today, she is very tired, but she still has things to do.

"...Why?"

Nan Lianxue took a look at the illustrations of their art group, and found that each original painting was highly completed, and it was impossible to finish it in an hour or two.

"It's my own fault, sorry." After typing an apology, Nan Lianxue turned off the chat interface, it was already seven o'clock, and she might have to show her belly to apologize after playing for a while.

......

At the same time, in a certain studio.

A young man sighed slightly, he turned his head and said to the colleague beside him:

"Old Chen, I didn't invite the painter you recommended to me."

"Ah? Why, it's because of our side..."

"It's not a question of salary, but she didn't say it clearly, alas..." The man in his twenties looks a little haggard. This is their first animation, but now there is a big problem:

This animation has relatively high requirements for painters, so they haven't found enough people for the time being.

I finally found a painter, but no one else came.

If this continues, the time for them to check animation production will be greatly shortened, making it difficult to guarantee the quality of animation.

Do the animators have to work overtime today?

How can it be repaired...

......

"System, can you lend me the tablet this time?" Nan Lianxue hugged the pillow with one hand, looking at a pile of sketches on the computer.

"Yes, Lord Host."

I want to ask why Nan Lianxue didn't buy a digital tablet herself?

Because... she wants to buy a slightly better one, and she will have to wait until next month.

"However, the host is very tired now, the system can provide the host with a special sleep service."

"...a lap pillow?"

Or can the system be used as a throw pillow?

Chapter 19 Too many, don't!

The system snorted softly:

"It seems that the host is still very energetic, so please complete the task first."

After the voice fell, a very expensive digital tablet appeared in front of the computer desk, and of course the matching digital pen.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow." Nan Lianxue leaned her head against the pillow and sat lazily in front of the computer desk. There were too many, she was already dying!

Um...

Is the hard-working little painter going to be locked in a small black room?

woo...

Nan Lianxue, who had never cooed before, was very entangled in her heart. This feeling of wanting to get rid of her but not daring, her heart beating in a hurry, Nan Lianxue pinched the corner of her clothes nervously.

"System, I..."

"It's not possible, Master Host, please don't add drama to yourself, the system will accompany you to complete the last few tasks."

"it is good..."

Nan Lianxue supported her head with one hand, her face was a little gloomy, when she looked carefully, there was a slight cold sweat on her forehead.

what happened...

I feel so dizzy... Is my head hurting?

It's a bit uncomfortable, but it doesn't mean that you need to go to rest right away.

Nan Lianxue pinched her face until some red marks appeared: "Go to sleep after painting."

She felt that she could persist for a while, at least there would be no problem in completing the task.

The system's voice sounded, and this time there was a hint of worry in her voice:

"Master Host, you should rest now, the task can be postponed."

"It's only seven o'clock... the system." Nan Lianxue shook her head slightly, and she gently picked up the pen.

In fact, the digital board is not much different from drawing on paper, and it is indeed much more convenient.

It'll be finished... just a little more.

But dizzy and uncomfortable.

She should have slept a little longer today, and should take medicine when she has a cold... But she forgot.

"System... I'll sleep for a while, can you call me in 5 minutes?"

"it is good..."

After hearing the system's affirmative answer, Nan Lianxue gently lay down on the table.

Just take a short nap, it's ok.

Um...

Let the tense mind relax slightly, the uncomfortable feeling of dizziness hits like a tide, Nan Lianxue frowned slightly.

A silver light flashed, and the soft light gradually enveloped Nan Lianxue, soft and warm.

Gradually, the corners of her eyebrows became smoother, and she let out a soft breathing sound, probably falling asleep.

She was barefoot, her clothes were relatively short, and her thighs were exposed. If she fell asleep like this, she would definitely catch a cold.

"Master host, you really don't make people worry."

The silver-haired girl gently stretched out her hand and pressed it against Nan Lianxue's forehead: her forehead was slightly hot, and her breath was also warm.

"It's a cold, but the fever is a bit severe. I remember that the host should have bought cold medicine."

The temperature is about 38 degrees, and there is no need to rush to the hospital.

Cold medicine is placed in the cabinet, and antipyretic medicine should also be available.

Although the silver-haired girl's body is a bit petite, it doesn't refer to her height, but to Oupai... But it doesn't matter, at least the system can easily support Nan Lianxue.

"Master host, staying up late is not a good habit, I tell you to go to bed early every night..."

Ah... This shirt is a little thin, do you want to change it for the host?

Or just take it off?

Anyway, the host will be wrapped in a quilt later.

The system hugged Nan Lianxue and gently put her on the bed, she turned around and opened the drawer: the cold medicine and some other medicines are put together, I have to ask why Nan Lianxue has these medicines ?

...It seems that I bought it when I met Si Yue for the first time.

What a coincidence, I didn't expect the host to use these things so soon, although it is not a good thing.

"Cold medicine...fever medicine, ah...here."

Coughing a few times, Nan Lianxue, who was lying on the bed, gently wrapped the quilt, then turned over, she opened her eyes dimly, in her pupils, there was only that touch of silver.

who is it?

Can't see her face clearly, can't see her face.

Nan Lianxue wanted to sit up, but she felt that her consciousness was constantly sinking, as if she was drowning in the silent sea, like a dream, and felt a little illusory.