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Chapter 231 Pay attention to safety
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There was a knock on the door. Meng Jia, who was sitting in the office, raised his head and said, "Come in."

Bai Yang pushed the door open and walked in.

"What's the matter?" Meng Jia was a little surprised. After spending some time together, he naturally became quite familiar with Bai Yang. After all, he was not only the daily manager of the studio, but also a sketching teacher.

Bai Yang's sketching skills are among the best in the entire studio.

"I do have a small matter I would like to ask Teacher Meng Jia." Bai Yang walked closer.

"Sit down." Meng Jia pointed to the sofa next to him.

Although he is a teacher, he is only five or six years older than everyone else and he doesn't put on airs when we get along with each other.

"I remember that Teacher Meng Jia graduated from Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts?" Bai Yang asked.

"That's right." Meng Jia nodded, stood up and poured a glass of water in front of Bai Yang, then sat down opposite Bai Yang and said, "Why? Are you interested in Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts? I remember your goal has always been CAFA, right?"

"It's not my business." Bai Yang smiled and said, "It's mine. Yes, uncle."

He organized his words:

"My uncle is a game developer. He wanted to outsource the game's art resources, but he wasn't very familiar with the market and didn't know much about the outsourcing companies on the market. I happened to be a fine arts major, so he asked me to ask."

This was naturally a wording made up by Bai Yang, but he couldn't just say that he wanted to make a game. Not only would this add a lot of trouble, but it would also have a counterproductive effect.

"I see." Meng Jia nodded. "Generally speaking, large game companies will have their own art project teams. Does your uncle make independent games?"

"Not really, it's just a small online game." Bai Yang said.

"Online games?" Meng Jia frowned slightly. "If it's a stand-alone game, then I do have some classmates who have joined certain game companies or game studios. I can introduce them to your uncle and do some outsourcing work for art design. However, online games require constant updates and iterations, and it's difficult to outsource subsequent art resources stably."

"If you really want to do it well and last for a long time, you can suggest your uncle to hire an art design team himself, so that the art style of each version iteration can be kept consistent."

Bai Yang raised his eyebrows: "Teacher Meng Jia knows a lot about the gaming industry."

Meng Jia smiled and said, "I grew up playing Legend. This game may be too old for your age. Anyway, I was an internet-addicted teenager."

He didn't mind talking about his past with Bai Yang. After all, a painting studio is not a school. To be more specific, the teacher-student relationship in a training camp is much weaker than in school. Basically, after one year, the student's status will change to that of a junior.

Especially for students like Bai Yang who can basically get into art colleges, in a few years, everyone will basically be at the same level.

"I studied digital media art in college, and when I graduated I worked as a concept artist for a game company, but I eventually quit."

Bai Yang did not ask why he resigned, but said: "My uncle did want to form his own art team, but recruiting is not something that can be done overnight."

"So, he thought of looking for it in the market first, and posted a few simple original painting outsourcing jobs to see if there are original painters who meet his style requirements. If they are suitable, he will discuss the art team. He doesn't mind even if he hires them at a high price."

Meng Jia nodded in agreement: "That's also an idea."

"So, do any of Mr. Meng Jia's friends have time to take this job?" Bai Yang asked. "I can ask for you." Meng Jia smiled and said, "But they all graduated from Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts. Even if it's just a single original painting design, the price is more expensive than those freelance original artists found online."

"Is it expensive?" Bai Yang showed curiosity. "I don't know much about the employment situation in our art field. For example, how much can graduates from Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts earn for an original painting?"

This is Meng Jia's specialty. He answered without hesitation, "It depends on the client's requirements. If it's a simple character original painting like in Japanese comics, you can just find an artist on the market. It won't cost more than a thousand yuan. But if it's a commercial original painting for a large-scale game, and you want to make a character model later, the price depends on the level of detail and the fame of the original artist."

"For the character artwork of a small online game, the level of detail required is not too high. One artwork is probably over 4,000."

Bai Yang raised his eyebrows: "It's more expensive than I thought."

Meng Jia smiled and said, "This is the outsourcing price I roughly estimated based on the skills of my friends. If it is an employee hired by my own company, with a salary of more than 10,000 yuan a month, he can draw many paintings."

"That's right." Bai Yang nodded.

He had heard that the price of an original painting of a certain popular mobile game in later generations was even over 100,000. Of course, this was also due to the particularity of that mobile game. Whether the original painting looked good was a very important factor in the sales of the skin.

"Then I'll go ask my uncle. Given his personality, I think he won't be stingy with money."

Bai Yang smiled and said, "When the time comes, I'll trouble Teacher Meng Jia to help make the contact. Of course, the agency fee will definitely not be small."

Meng Jia couldn't help but laugh: "Bai Yang, I didn't expect you to be so enthusiastic about these things. You're already quite capable at this age. Do you plan to develop in the direction of business in the future?"

Bai Yang just chuckled and said, "Who can say what's going on in life?"

He couldn’t say for sure whether it would be in the future or not, but now he was already preparing to start a business.

"Very good." Meng Jia praised: "Focusing on painting is one way, but getting more involved in social life is another way. It's always good to have an active brain. Forget about the agency fee. After all, I am still your teacher now, so just consider it a favor for the student."

"When you become rich, please help me."

The latter sentence was of course a joke. Although in Meng Jia's opinion, Bai Yang was indeed the most outstanding student in the studio this year, he was still several years behind himself in experience.

Bai Yang naturally would not shamelessly respond to Meng Jia's joke, but casually mentioned: "By the way, Teacher Meng Jia, I would like to ask for a leave in two days."

"Okay." Meng Jia nodded instinctively, and then asked, "What do you want to take leave for?"

Bai Yang looked a little uncomfortable and lowered his voice: "Chun Yuwan's birthday is in a few days."

Meng Jia was stunned for a moment, then looked at Bai Yang intently. It was rare to see a hint of immaturity on the face of this usually mature boy, which was normal for this age group.

So he couldn't help but smile knowingly: "I understand."

Based on the other person's expression, Meng Jia didn't want to ask for details, so he just reminded him:

"be careful."

(End of this chapter)