In the alchemy workshop, Harvey, holding a core crystal with the size of a basketball, sneezed and nearly fell to the ground.
A few days ago, Harvey got this core crystal by dismantling the purchased construct, and gave it to Helen, the diamond goblin, for lack of the construction enlightenment. In order to pay Harvey for making the game, gem goblins allow this crystal to be buried in their castle to absorb the power of the earth. As a result, the core crystal, which was originally less than the size of a fist, grows to the size of a basketball, and the crystal is more pure.
"I have enough arcane contribution points to buy [constructive enlightenment], but I don't have time." Harvey sighed with regret and put this precious high-grade structure core crystal in the material warehouse for safekeeping. The core crystal can hold more information content, and it can also be endowed with intelligence by using the construction enlightenment technique, so its powerful function is beyond doubt.
"Helen, what did you say just now?" Harvey looked at Helen, a diamond goblin, standing on the table. Her pretty face was full of embarrassment.
Helen bit her thin lip and apologized: "Harvey, I'm sorry, a game crystal was brought into the world by the goblin."
"What's the matter?"
"During the quarrel, a working goblin embraces the metal box where the game crystal is placed, and then is summoned to the present world by the contractor together with the metal box." Helen blushed with shame as she spoke.
Harvey stretched out his index finger and rubbed the diamond goblin's colorful hair to comfort him: "it's an accident, isn't it? So there's no need to show this expression. Besides, game crystal is not a valuable thing. If it's not enough, I can make more at any time. "
Helen jumped from Harvey's arm to her shoulder and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She looked relaxed and said, "thank you. I'm afraid it will cause Harvey any trouble."
"It's just a game crystal. It can bring me any trouble." Harvey, with a smile, got up and went to the desk. He took out a high-quality diamond and handed it to Helen
"Well."
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Harvey wants to make the animation of "ice and snow", and it's not just animation. Lily is still practicing how to sing "letitgo". The voice line of the sea demon is very strange. Lily usually talks like a soft and crisp loli, but she can adjust the voice line according to the content of the song.
Lily's singing level of "letitgo" is very close to the original, but there is a fatal defect. Her singing lacks emotional input, and she can't feel the impulse to break through all the shackles and liberate herself as the lyrics say. It's very nice, but it can't shock Harvey's heart.
Harvey knows the reason for this. In Lily's eyes, it's a strange song. She has never felt all the feelings Anna felt in ice and snow.
What Harvey plans to do for this is also to warm up the broadcast of ice and snow.
Although it is not suitable for writing novels, it can be made into comic strips.
Children may not be interested in words, but they certainly have no resistance to beautiful illustrations and wonderful stories.
And the best person to draw comic books is Harvey's Royal painter Shirley.
Quiet studio interior decoration is simple, spacious room in addition to some painting props, there is no furniture, the window slightly open, blowing into the continuous breeze, leisurely and quiet.
Harvey stood behind Shirley, admiring the magnificent novel illustration constructed by Shirley, exclaimed to himself, explained his idea and said, "that's what it is. Shirley, you should stop drawing the novel illustration of the dark age for the time being."
Shirley's level of drawing illustration is far beyond Harvey's expectation, which is no inferior to those tentacle level painters of later generations. Moreover, she can always find the key points Harvey wants. Maybe it is Harvey's illusion. Since the integration of Shirley and demon personality, her painting skills have reached a higher level, and many places have been able to draw independently and draw their own styles.
"Sir, what do you mean by comic book?" Shirley sat in front of the drawing board, put down the pen and asked with her head askew.
Although there are some picture books in this era, they are only popular among the people, far from being on the stage and recognized by the society.
"Well, how to explain it is the opposite existence of the novel the count of Monte Cristo that we created together."
"On the contrary?"
Harvey came to Shirley and held the warm catkin with a paintbrush. He explained: "yes, the Earl of Monte Cristo takes the content of the novel as the main body and the illustration as the secondary body. You play a crucial role in drawing the illustration, which can make the character setting fuller and let the readers have more space for association. The so-called comic strip is the opposite, with the painting as the main body and the text content as the auxiliary. This is your work. "
Listen to Harvey's words, Shirley's delicate eyes can't help but slightly widened, and then darkened again. She leaned her head against Harvey's shoulder and apologized: "Sir, I just draw your novel illustration, and I feel a little powerless. How can I complete your lofty idea?"
"You can." Harvey said with a smile, looking at Shirley's worried and in a hurry: "don't worry, it's not as difficult as you think. I'll help you draw the sub mirror of the comic book, which is the general content. You just need to follow the picture as usual. There are still some vacant rooms on the first floor. I will ask William to arrange some skilled painters to set up a studio, so that your burden will be much lighter. "
"Well, I'll listen to the master." Shirley smiles. Harvey is so sure that she knows there is no room for opposition.
Harvey added: "by the way, if you have any comments, just tell me directly. This time you are the main writer, that is to say, you are the real author."
"Master, you know that this is meaningless to me, as long as I can draw beside you. Besides, this story is also created by master. Signing my own name will only make me ashamed." Shirley looks embarrassed.
Harvey gave a dumb smile: "then write down our names. After all, you are the main writer."
"Well." Shirley's delicate and gentle face looks more happy.
After a while, Harvey went to the endless library to find information about comics and comic strips. In this era, there is no saying about comic strips. If Shirley is to draw all of them, it's a big problem to figure out how to design the plot. People who can draw are not necessarily good at comic strips. Painters and comic artists are totally different professions.