"I'll get the computer for you." He Yunji rushed to Fang Yuan's room to take the computer out as soon as he finished speaking.

She really couldn't stand the image of Q Bao.

It's really ugly.

"Cut." Q Bao said disdainfully, "With me, what computer do I need?"

Q treasure itself is a program, as long as you know the image, Q treasure can be transformed into this image.

Q Bao then turned on the face pinching system.

"Not this." Fang Yuan said.

"What's that?" Q Bao asked, then turned the system off.

"Open the paint tray." Fang Yuan put his hands in the air, and continued to order, "Throw me another drawing board."

"Okay. Boss." Q Bao called up these interfaces in an instant.

"Am I painting the armor warrior Jingtian? Or I am painting Ultraman." Fang Yuan thought, "But the Gundam model is also good, and of course Iron Man is okay. There are also Supernova and Astroman. It’s a good choice."

Seeing that Fang Yuan was still hesitating, Q Bao immediately stated his request.

"The boss gave me something that can be deformed. I think just one image is too unconscious, and I get bored in one day."

"Deformation???"

Fang Yuan suddenly thought about it.

A flash of light suddenly appeared in his mind.

In this way, Transformers is also good.

Tomorrow may also take him to the racetrack to show up.

Fang Yuan quickly drew the first draft.

After all, with the help of Q Bao, Fang Yuan only needs a simple drawing.

Even if the hand is shaking, the place that should be straight is still straight, and the arc of the place that should be bent is also perfect, without any waves.

In this way, there are very few secondary revisions, and the time efficiency is greatly accelerated.

It is very convenient even to erase and modify the painting.

There is no need to pay attention to other things, and there is no need to worry about smudging the painting.

Drawing on a tablet or paper is far slower.

The three of He Yunji sat aside, quietly watching Fang Yuan's drawing of a character model.

From the simple lines at the very beginning, there is not even a rough model, and there is no good or bad at all. At first, the three of them were a little worried because they were afraid that the paintings were not very good.

Ten minutes have passed by this time.

Fang Yuan has drawn the rough model of the character.

"So handsome."

"Too tough."

"It deserves to be Fang Yuan's work."

"Can't compare, can't compare."

"Is this a man's romance?"

"I also want to have such armor."

At a glance, they can see the character's domineering, handsome, tough, and tough style.

It is totally incomparable with Q Bao’s random pieces and Fang Yuan’s exquisite design.

No comparison, no comparison at all.

Q Bao glanced at this image of Yuanhua, then glanced at himself.

It seems that his image is really not very good.

Q Bao is a bit self-aware.

"Boss, hurry up, I can't wait." Q Bao began to urge.

"Don't worry." Fang Yuan said softly.

Soon Fang Yuan drew Optimus Prime among the Transformers.

But for now, very simple lines have drawn the general appearance of the self.

Next is the coloring stage.

The color must be the ultimate color.

Simple lines, extreme colors, but there is a big difference.

It's exactly two pictures.

If the line is the body of the character, then the coloring is to inject the soul into the character.

A good coloring will definitely add a lot of eye-catching places.

It also looks fuller.

As for the coloring, Fang Yuan felt that it would be better to do it himself.

Fang Yuan felt that if Q Bao was used for coloring, it might be no different from random coloring.

"Can this look good?" Fang Yuan asked himself.

It seems that the coloring still needs to be complete by oneself.

In the end, I resisted everything by myself.

Fang Yuan ordered,

"Q Bao is red in this place."

"This place is blue."

"Silver is used here."

"The color is too bright, but darker."

"Add a little white to this blue area to create a reflective effect."

"It's almost done, this is it."

Fang Yuan waved his arm and moved.

After all, it took me nearly an hour before and after.

Without the help of Q treasure, it will take more time.

However, no matter what, it has become.

Q Bao also changed his body shape and kept showing his body.

To say how stinky is, how stinky is.

He looked sad.

Q Bao opened his arms, reduced his size, opened his arms and flew in the room, and then thought that he still couldn't deform.

"Boss, how am I deformed."

Fang Yuan stretched out and said listlessly, "You can study this yourself. You can imagine how to transform into a car. After all, the features of your parts and the intersection parts of the car are still Obviously, as for the helicopter, you can change it if you want."

Fang Yuan remembers that the computer model of Optimus Prime in the movie in the previous life can consist of more than 10,000 parts.

With more than 10,000 parts, the workload is too much and too difficult.

Fang Yuan didn't have so much thought to complete this task.

Naturally, it was left to Q Bao to handle it by himself.

This image, in any case, is much better.

When racing tomorrow, you can also have a mecha transformation.

However, it doesn’t seem interesting to just play racing tomorrow.

It feels like we still have to compete, so that we can have passion.

"Q Bao, send a message, ask Feibai and Wu Xue if they have had it tomorrow, and come here to play together when they are free." Fang Yuan ordered.

After all, there is no commentary for the game.

It doesn't matter whether you understand racing or not.

The important thing is that the group of people who listened to the commentary did not understand.

As long as they don't understand, it's easy to handle.

Feibai also only needs to drive the atmosphere of the scene.

In this regard, he still has two brushes.

"Okay, no problem." Q Bao received the new image, in a good mood, and quickly completed the things the boss had confessed.

Fang Yuan turned to He Yunji again.

He Yunji was taking a peek at Fang Yuan at this time, but he didn't know that Fang Yuan suddenly looked at him, feeling a guilty conscience in his heart.

"What do you think of me?" He Yunji said with a little red face, and said in a weak tone.

Fang Yuan obviously didn't notice this, smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and said,

"I just thought of a new song, do you want to try it and sing it on the court tomorrow?"

"Huh?" He Yunji was surprised.

Why did you mention this all of a sudden?

A new song like this, came up with no signs?

Just said it lightly?

However, it is good to get along with Fang Yuan for a long time.

I developed resistance and gradually got used to it.

"Write it down first, let me see."

He Yunji hurried forward, pulling Fang Yuan to do it on the sofa.

wrong.

I sat down and started music.