Cartoonist Code

"What if you don't show your face?"

Dongfang Ming is good at persuading him, but he wants to show his kittens. Vtuber is different from traditional anchors, and he can rest assured to show cats.

"Is that so?" Shirakami Fukixue pointed to Ai-chan, who was reading the game at this time, and was no longer angry with "Hua Q".

She is autistic.

"It's not like this, it's live broadcast with an avatar."

Dongfang Ming explained to Baishang Fuxue how to be a virtual live broadcast, he can draw the vertical painting, he can prepare the equipment, and Fuxue waits for the live broadcast to make the settings.

"..." Baishang Chuixue looked at Dongfang Ming who enthusiastically promoted her virtual live broadcast, and regretted why she had nothing to watch this anchor.

"Live broadcast can practice your eloquence, aren't you excited? If you want to become a big voice actor, you can't just dub it behind the scenes. Sooner or later, you will come on stage and sing and perform in the spotlight. This is a good opportunity."

Under the instigation of Dongfang Ming, Baishang Chuixue had to admit that she was a little moved. The virtual anchor that Mingjiang said he drew a good blueprint.

Open live broadcasts one day, play games, sell cute, and make money by talking.

Want to try it?

"You sound like you said it very well, can you do it?"

"Yes." Dongfang Ming nodded. There is no virtual anchor in this industry. At most, it is a facial capture software such as a raccoon head.

"Then I'll try? But I won't be able to broadcast live when I start school, and I'll be very busy."

"no problem."

Dongfang Ming is like a demon who abducts ignorant girls and opens the door to a new world.

He doesn't care whether the four kings of Vtuber will be different from before.

Anyway, he may not be able to gather five people to form the four kings and enter the virtual anchor industry.

At present, his plan is still a game studio, to make money, and to set up an animation studio to animate Fubuki and let her dub it.

When the small money for the release of the single book comes, he will have the opportunity to set up a small studio to make mobile games.

As for what mobile game to do, Dongfang Ming has already thought about it. It is a popular game in Japan.

Ship woman!

The gameplay is based on "Azur Lane", because this game was popular in Japan in the past.

The most expensive one should be Lihui. If he works hard, he will not be able to live.

Chapter 38 Summer Festival

Qianye Mi was also swept out by Teacher Bai Mao again. No, this time he didn't even enter the door. Teacher Bai Mao put the comics on him and let him get out.

This is the original sentence: "Go away, let's talk about the civet cat killing you!"

Really arrogant cartoonist. The former wild honey also shook his head. In the rebellious period of the youth, he refused to listen to the opinions of professional editors. Why can't the civet cat be added in, even if he doesn't replace the small dimples and put it in it as a villain, then there will be another wave of whitewashing, Anyway, the face looks good and white is no problem.

"New editor?" Bai Shangchuixue raised his head. After Mingjiang changed his editor, he kept listening to Dongfang Ming complaining that his editor was a fool.

"You can call him a civet cat editor, a fool."

Dongfang Ming is also not afraid to use all kinds of vicious language for Qianye Mi. There is no problem with this editing business ability, except for the advice to cartoonists.

Tanuki, Tanuki, Tanuki... Tsk, why didn't he draw a fox when he painted a tanuki? Where is the cute fox in the civet cat!

"The civet cat editor."

Fool is called Bai Xue Fubuki Pass, she is a good boy with good civility and politeness.

It was finally sunny today, and Chuixue's clothes were completely dry. After she found someone to unlock the lock, she didn't plan to go home and stay at Mingjiang's house for a few days while no one came back. She brought her clothes and tail comb. .

However, Fubuki, who played games with the two of them, still had to go home, and her computer at home was also a desktop instead of a laptop.

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Thursday, August 15, Weather: Sunny.

Today is the summer festival. I have lived in Mingjiang's house for half a month. My father and mother have not come back. I have written down this hatred.

Fubuki Shirakami wrote this in his revenge diary.

Dongfang Ming was a little amused when he saw Baishang Chuixue who had entered the revenge mode. It was not the fox who laughed, but her parents.

As expected from the world of animation, the parents actually returned to their hometown during the summer vacation and left their daughter at home alone.

"What are you laughing at?" Baishang Chuixue asked, not knowing why he saw Mingjiang's smile

"I thought of funny things."

Dongfang Ming couldn't help laughing, he couldn't possibly make fun of your mother.

"What a funny thing."

"Yesterday when you were playing the game, you said you wanted to show off the boss, but you were killed by the boss's mobs instead."

"Do not laugh!"

Baishang Chuixue puffed up his face, that operation is a lifetime of black history, and it is very uncomfortable to pretend to be coercive.

"Okay okay."

Dongfang Mingdao nodded, rubbed his temples, and narrowed his eyes slightly, he was a little sleepy.

Recently, I am working on the live2D of the little fox. The simple vertical drawing is about to be completed. After the blinking, the hair flutters in the wind and the ears are shaking, there are no body movements and lower body. Simply put, the live2D of the little fox currently only has the upper body. And can't move, can only control the body to shake left and right, as well as dumb hair and ears move.

"So sleepy, huh?"

Dongfang Ming yawned.

"What time did you go to bed last night?" The two were in the same room, but Ming Jiang was still drawing cartoons when she was sleepy. She didn't know what time she went to bed.

"Three o'clock." In fact, it was four o'clock, and Dongfang Ming said less for an hour.

But it was late at three o'clock.

"Go to bed at three o'clock, then you'll be up before eight!"

Baishang Chuixue was surprised. She always had Mingjiang's breakfast. She would occasionally stay in bed, and wait for Mingjiang to finish her meal before getting up with her messy hair. After eating in a daze, she went to wash up.

"Yes." Dongfang Ming nodded. He had to play games with the little fox all day, and he also had to draw comics and design Fubuki's vertical paintings. Even 24 hours a day, he felt that time was not enough.