After rebirth, I became their Miss Painter

Si Ling gently wrapped her fingers around the long hair around her ears, and poked Xuan Kexin's small head with the other hand.

"I didn't say I was going to transfer schools."

As she spoke, she smiled and understood what they were worried about.

"But...but, you said you were going abroad to study."

Xuan Kexin buried his head, his fingers were entangled with each other, looking very disturbed.

"Yes." Si Ling nodded, "But I will be back soon."

"...When are you coming back."

Su Qing'er also asked softly.

"Probably... within a month or two after the second half of the year begins." Si Ling wrung her fingers and calculated the schedule a little.

"When are you going?" Nan Lianxue raised her head and asked.

"After the final exam." Si Ling smiled lightly and stood up, "Okay, okay, it's not like I won't come back, and I won't leave you guys behind."

"The lunch break is over, go back to your seat."

She said so, smiling calmly.

Although Si Ling only told them that she was going to study abroad, she didn't mention why she was going.

Xuan Kexin actually knew that Si Ling always said that she wanted to visit foreign cities. She liked many countries and wanted to see different exotic cultures around the world.

It's what Si Ling has always wanted to do...

The corner of Xuan Kexin's mouth curled up into a forced smile, and with the ringing of the lunch break, she lowered her head.

Not really sad, really really...not sad at all.

"Ok?"

Seeing that Xuan Kexin didn't respond for a long time, Si Ling was a little puzzled.

Afterwards, only Xuan Kexin's voice came out slowly.

"I just..."

She said, then shook her head slightly.

"No...nothing..."

All the sadness was hidden in her pupils, gradually, gradually...it turned into a faint ripple, and finally...she just showed a cute smile.

Turning around, Xuan Kexin ran back to his seat.

She has never been a girl who is good at hiding her emotions, so she is afraid, afraid that if she stands in front of Si Ling again...

Can't help but shed unbearable tears.

And... two more weeks.

It's the final exam.

But... two more weeks, no?

......

Si Ling looked at Xuan Kexin's back, thought for a long time, and finally turned into a shallow chuckle.

She stood up and walked over.

"Don't leave after school in the afternoon, go to the student union room with me." She leaned down and whispered in Xuan Kexin's ear.

Xuan Kexin was startled, then quickly shook his head: "No!"

"That can't be done, little Kexin." Si Ling smiled lightly, pinching Xuan Kexin's face: "It's almost the final exam, how can it still be like before?"

"To help with homework, yes...to help with homework."

"If one day I come back early and find that you have to retake the subjects of the first year of high school, I will be very sad."

Xuan Kexin only noticed one important point: "Will you come back early?"

"Not always."

"Humph......"

He hummed softly.

Xuan Kexin suddenly felt that there are still two weeks... It doesn't seem like a very short time.

......

After school today.

Nan Lianxue and Su Qing'er went home from school together again, even though they were not on the way.

"Lianxue..." Su Qing'er wrung her fingers, looked at Nan Lianxue and asked, "What's the meaning of that sentence that Si Ling said to you at the last time...?"

Nan Lianxue smiled wryly.

"That is to say... after the final exam, Si Ling's younger sister will probably come to live with me for a while."

"Eh...Really? I haven't met Si Ling's sister yet..."

Su Qinger pursed her lips lightly as she spoke, as if she wanted to say something: "Lianxue...do you know?"

"When I was in the second year of high school... I had to re-segregate classes, Lianxue, would you choose liberal arts or science?"

Nan Lianxue was slightly taken aback when she was asked this question. Their school has excellent teaching resources both in arts and sciences... But the problem is, if they choose different subjects, they will probably have to study in the next two years. Classes were held in different classrooms.

"I... probably choose science." Nan Lianxue said.

Unexpectedly, Su Qing'er turned her head and said faintly: "Don't say roughly!"

"Science...I will choose science."

"You can't get more than 30 people this time like that time..." Su Qing'er lowered her head lightly: "Each class of the second year of high school has 35 people...Classes are divided according to their rankings. "

"I remember... Isn't it a random class?" Nan Lianxue was a little puzzled.

What's more...a class is full of top-ranking students, the pressure is too great, Nan Lianxue prefers to be more leisurely.

"I heard what others said." Su Qing'er turned her head away, "No matter what... No matter what the situation is, we must be assigned to the same class in the second year of high school."

"it is good."

Nan Lianxue looked at Su Qing'er, then smiled lightly.

At dusk, the figures of the two girls gradually disappeared at the end of the road.It's just that the brilliance of the setting sun elongated their shadows, intertwined and overlapped each other...becoming a part of each other.

......

Go home.

Nan Lianxue found that her sister was sitting in front of her computer, opened her painting software too much, and was looking at a black and white figure in it.

"Sister...!" Nan Lianxue yelled, just as she walked over, she found that the figure portrait that her sister was looking at was the one she had just drawn yesterday.

This is already the third day of Li Hui's audition, and Nan Lianxue has just finished drawing black and white characters.

This progress... I don't know if I can catch up.

"Ah... Lianxue, you're back..." My sister yawned, propping her chin with one hand.

"Sister, why are you secretly looking at my paintings..." Nan Lianxue put down her schoolbag and walked behind her sister angrily.

"I saw that you have been worrying about drawing this character recently. What do you want to do?"

"Ah... Forget it, you don't want to say it anyway."

Nan Ruoshui smiled lightly, then pointed to a place on the computer screen: "Lianxue, look here."

The place my sister pointed to was a point that Nan Lianxue always felt very awkward. She tried to modify it yesterday, but found that there were more awkward places.

"I think this character is like a surreal girl. Is she set in a post-apocalyptic setting?"

Nan Lianxue was a little surprised, but she nodded slightly.

"You'd feel awkward trying to get her a weapon, wouldn't you?"

"Um..."

"That's right. It's clearly a petite girl in the painting. Holding a gun is to show a sense of contrast. But... what if you make this girl's weapon a black umbrella?"

"That doesn't fit the background of the game..." Nan Lianxue blurted out subconsciously.

Then, she saw her sister open a game on the phone.

It's the game where Nan Lianxue is drawing the character portraits.

......

after a while.

My sister showed her exactly how to represent characters.

She also gradually determined the basic image of the characters in her heart: the twin stars under the wasteland.

A girl, a black cat.

With a mechanical umbrella and a black spear, she is the most beautiful rose growing on the cemetery.

......

Chapter 120 The forthcoming game

after a while.

The older sister turned over bored, seeing that Lianxue was still drawing, and the movements of her hands were getting faster and faster, as if there was no more confusion.

Lift your head up slowly.

Ah...it's going pretty well.

The girl on the screen is being perfected little by little, but Nan Lianxue didn't notice... On that little notebook, the information belonging to that girl is also being perfected step by step.

This time, the setting of the girl on the notepad has not been erased.

......

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

On Saturday morning, Yuedong.com's editorial office was already full of people. They knew that today would be a very busy day, because today is the day when most of the characters are reviewed.

They will screen qualified portraits.

It is said that it meets the conditions, but in fact, as long as it meets the basic aesthetics and is not too novelty or too astringent, it can generally pass the review.

Wang Le is a review editor here.

He came to work in the editorial department as usual.

He lay on the table and yawned boredly. In fact, he didn't like this job very much.

In this era of rapid animation development, he no longer knows how many excellent painting styles and characters he has seen. Ordinary character paintings have long been unable to make him feel any waves in his heart.

"Ah...it looks like I'm going to work overtime again today."

"Brother Wang, I have organized all the materials for you. Today's work schedule is really full..."

"Yeah, how many days have you been working overtime?"

Instead, the colleague next to him greeted him, filled with the enthusiasm of young people and his love for work.

I really envy him...

However, when did my passion for anime disappear?

While thinking, he started today's work.

About a thousand painters will participate in this audition, which means that about a thousand portraits will be handed over to them for review.

It is also necessary to classify and organize, briefly evaluate, and select outstanding works among them.

This is undoubtedly a chore.

Shaking his head, he used to think that when he went to work, he only needed to look at other people's paintings. He worked from nine to five, had holidays every week, and the salary was not low. Such a job should be pretty good...

But when he officially started working, he realized that this was not the case.