C122 In the Club It's a Long Story

After school, Gu Anran and Su Xiaomi followed Hee Lingzhi into their club's studio.

The school's auditing system was not particularly strict, but the level was different and the treatment given was different.

As the class monitor, Hee Lingzhi was required to have at least three clubs in each class. Therefore, she could apply.

However, because the scale of the club was a little difficult to explain, the studio she applied for was also a little difficult to explain.

"My God, this place... Are you sure it's not a storeroom?" Su Xiaomi was almost stunned when she entered.

The studio was in the most remote corner of the top floor. The staircase was next to the wall.

The entire studio was not small, but there were many abandoned machines, some drawing boards, old computers and so on.

In the studio. There were only two computers in the studio, both of which were old desktop computers.

As for the drawing boards, if they had not brought them themselves, they would not have been able to use the old version of the drawing boards assigned to them.

Actually, Su Xiaomi could not be blamed for being so surprised, because on the way here, other people's drawing rooms were very beautiful.

And this one of them... was still the same. It was hard to say a word.

In the studio. In the studio, there were two other boys who were classmates of their class.

One of them greeted Hee Lingzhi and nodded at Gu Anran and Su Xiaomi.

As for the other, he sat by the window as if he was drawing something and did not care about them at all.

"They are all members of our club, Liu Shang and Qin Zhizhou."

Hee Lingzhi was also a little embarrassed. Looking at the entire club building, their club office was probably the most simple and crude.

"In other words, there are only five people in the club, including Anran and me?"

"No, there are four people." Hee Lingzhi smiled uncomfortably, "That, because I am the class monitor, that... cough, I need to start a club, but... I don't know how to draw."

Su Xiaomi instantly became discouraged. In other words, there were only four people in their club.

"Well, I... I don't really know how to..." Liu Shang raised his hand and smiled. "My skills are limited."

After a pause, he said, "But I like painting. Really, my dream is very high. I will definitely be an outstanding painter in the future! "

Gu Anran did not say anything. Her heart was somewhat heavy.

Su Xiaomi smiled at him as encouragement.

However, it was not a matter of encouraging or not but...

"In other words, our club has yet to succeed in comics?"

The next month was an anime exhibition. Without their own comics, there was no way for them to participate in the competition.

Hee Lingzhi pushed up her glasses again and helplessly said, "Actually... I didn't expect to participate either. It's just that if I don't participate, I have to wait until the second half of the year."

"You know, as the class monitor, I really want our class to have some results. " So, I signed up. "

Gu Anran and Su Xiaomi looked at each other.

Signing up was understandable, but if there was no work, it would be a waste to register.

However, Hee Lingzhi was right. If she did not participate, she would have to wait for the next half of the year.

Half a year was too long.

"Can I invite students from other grades to join our club?"

Yang Yi was also a painter. If Su Xiaomi could bring him here, she would at least have some confidence in their club.

However, if she started to make a manga now, she would only be able to do ten words a month at most.

Ten words was only the beginning of a long story.

Without results or fame, one would be at a disadvantage when participating in a competition. Perhaps one wouldn't even be able to pass the preliminary round.

But the speed of drawing was just like that. One sentence per month, ten words per month. 40 squares. The workload was equal to that of a full-time artist.

They were still students. Even if they worked overtime, that was all they could do.

No matter how much they drew, it was impossible.

"No, we're just a class club. We can't recruit students from other classes."

Hee Lingzhi shook her head. The school had a lot of restrictions on small clubs like theirs.

After all, clubs often participated in social activities, which had a huge impact on the school's image.

"We can't leave the school. We can take on work under the name of the Ning University club. We have to level up first."

Gu Anran understood that the school wanted to ensure that her image was not affected.

It was okay to go outside in the name of the Ning University club, but she had to level up to a formal club. She had to be recognized by the school first.

"Then, can I help you secretly?" Su Xiaomi pointed at her fingers.

"Of course I can secretly, but who would be willing to draw but not leave their names?"

Hee Lingzhi shrugged and felt helpless. "You can't bully others like that, right?"

Su Xiaomi bit her finger and looked at Gu Anran.

No one knew when it would start. When she encountered a problem that could not be solved, she would place all her hopes on Gu Anran.

Gu Anran didn't say anything and walked to Liu Shang's computer.

Liu Shang was putting on color, although he knew that he did not have enough experience in putting on color. However, because he was the only one in the club who was good in color, Gu Anran felt a little confident when she saw him.

However, Gu Anran's words shattered all of his confidence. "The effect of light is too weak. The layer of color is not good. It looks too dim and there is not a single trace of life."

Gu Anran stared at the drawings on the computer and her expression was serious.

Those who knew her knew that Gu Anran at this time did not seem to have any human feelings but what she said was definitely the truth.

Liu Shang felt guilty after hearing what she said. "You... are a sex maniac?"

"I'm not a sex maniac. I just learned a little bit."

Liu Shang was not convinced. "This color effect of mine is already..."

"If it is already the best you can do, then... Well, in this line of work, you probably don't have much potential."

Gu Anran's words completely blocked what Liu Shang wanted to say.

Liu Shang moved his lips, but he could not say a word.

In the end, he lowered his head and softly muttered, "Then you... you also have to take out your own work first. If you criticize, everyone will say..."

Gu Anran did not pay attention to him. This level of standards could not be achieved at all.

After looking for a while, she asked again, "This picture, where did you get it? Did you draw it yourself?"

It looked a little familiar, as if she had seen the original painting on the Internet.

Liu Shang was getting impatient. "I found a random picture on the Internet. The color on my own is just for the class monitor to see the effect."

He knew that he did not have enough experience, but he really liked drawing. Who said that he had to be talented to join a club?

He had not been in touch with painting for long. Even if his abilities were still limited, it was hard to guarantee that he would not be very good in the future!

However, Gu Anran's critical gaze was really uncomfortable.

"Class monitor, I still have something to do. I will leave first." After packing up, Liu Shang turned off the computer.

Gu Anran pressed the mouse and looked at him. "Other than the original drawings you found online, the rest were all made by you?"

"Yes! If you don't believe me, go online and take a look at the original paintings. The entire internet does not have any color matching! " I didn't use someone else's color to pretend to be my own work! "

Liu Shang was angry. He picked up his schoolbag and turned around to leave.

The door was slammed shut by him. The door frame was shaking. It was really worrying.

This studio was really... difficult to explain.