art master

Chapter 60 "Happy Rain on a Spring Night"

"You can choose seven or eight popular poems written by King Xiang and divide them into several types of attacks according to the artistic conception of the poems.

"For example, for the single-target damage I mentioned before, you can also choose one of the most famous poems and set it as group damage, so that everyone within a certain range will receive the same blow.

"It can also be designed to be poisonous... ahem, to design an effect that causes continuous damage. After using that poem, the enemy will slowly lose blood.

"There is also the classic 'shock' effect. After using a certain line of poetry, it shocks the enemy, making the enemy unable to recover within a few seconds, or unable to attack in a certain round."

Mu Bai gave a lot of examples in one breath, and then he mentioned a very crucial concept to Yang Wenjun: "Have you ever thought that the process of Wen Zhan does not need such a rigid 'Wen Zhan System' form, nor does it It is necessary to restore the authenticity of history.

"Several different characters can be designed to engage in turn-based battles with the enemy. For example, King Xiang first speaks a line of poetry, causing certain damage to the enemy, and the enemy immediately fights back. There is no need to send out an 'observation team' to judge the outcome , to make the battle a little quicker!"

After hearing Mu Bai's thoughts, Yang Wenjun was quite moved: "What you just said has completely subverted my concept of games, but I think it will be a good game according to your design! Why don't you make this game?" The designer of the game!"

"Designer or not, let's not talk about it for now, I can invest in you." In the first month, he still wants to focus on the illustrations of Jiang Zixuan's new book.

The company will start work on the eighth and ninth day of the eighth and ninth day, and Mu Bai will have some money in his hand. It shouldn't be a problem to invest 80 to Yang Wenjun.

Yang Wenjun insisted: "You must be the designer, otherwise I will not take this job at all."

"Okay then." Mu Bai said helplessly: "But you have to give me time to draw illustrations for Jiang Zixuan. After all, you made a promise and you can't break your promise."

"Okay!" The loneliness in Yang Wenjun's eyes was swept away, she got up and paced while planning: "I will go back to Weicheng Mansion in two days, and go to spread the stall first! How much are you going to invest? 80! You boy How rich!

"In this case, funding is not a problem. I will set up a studio and hire professional accountants and cashiers to do the accounting. We will be more formal when we come up, so as not to break up because of some trivial matters. The benefits are yours and mine. Half, I'm in charge of management and operations, and you are in charge of design."

Originally, Mu Bai wanted to invest in the form of lending money to Yang Wenjun, and opening a store with a good friend is one of the taboos in life.

But when he heard that Yang Wenjun had already made a deal, he didn't insist on it anymore. As long as he came up, he would make the accounts clear, separate dividends from wages, and do business in terms of benefits, at least during the entrepreneurial period. contradiction.

As for the future, after helping Yang Wenjun, it would be nice to retire earlier.

Mu Bai reminded Yang Wenjun again: "The matter of starting a business is finalized, but you have to give an explanation to your family, and you have to give an explanation to the school."

Yang Wenjun folded his hands on his hips: "What's the explanation? 'Old Yang' won't say anything when he says something. The school has long wished that students like me who are under grades will drop out of school. They won't give any explanation. They can do whatever they like."

"That can't be done." Mu Bai reminded: "If you don't handle this kind of thing well, it will easily make you passive in the future, and it will easily hinder your business. Before the situation becomes uncontrollable, it is better to Handle it well."

Yang Wenjun sighed: "I also understand what you said, but you should also know that 'Old Yang' is the key to these matters. He won't budge even a step, and I can't do anything about it."

Mu Bai thought about it for a while, came up with some ideas, and soon came up with an idea.

His thoughts entered the system, and he used that opportunity to customize poems to complete "Happy Rain on a Spring Night".

Because Yang Wenjun was by his side, after Mu Bai obtained "Happy Rain on a Spring Night", he quickly logged out from the system.

He smiled and said, "I have a way, which may make your father change his mind. Let's go to your house."

When the two arrived at Yang Wenjun's house by taxi, they were just in time for lunch. Everyone knew that Yang Wenjun ran away from home again, and they all advised Yang Wenjun to come back quickly.

Although Yang Jingming and Yang Wenjun's father and daughter had just quarreled in the morning, it was not easy to get angry in front of so many people, and they just ignored each other.

As for everyone's advice to Yang Wenjun, Yang Wenjun dismissed it lightly.

After this depressing meal was over, Mu Bai suddenly proposed to talk with Yang Jingming in the study alone.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Yang Wenjun couldn't bear to admit his mistake, and let Mu Bai act as a peacemaker to give her a step down.

After entering the study, Mu Bai did not talk about Yang Wenjun, but said to Yang Jingming: "Uncle Yang, let me borrow your pen and paper."

Yang Jingming didn't know what medicine was sold in Mu Bai's gourd, so he gave him the pen and paper.

Mu Bai wrote down the song "Happy Rain on a Spring Night" on the paper:
Good rain knows the season, when spring is here.

Sneaked into the night wind, moisten things silently.

The trails are all dark, and the river boat is bright.

Xiao looked at the red and wet place, and the flowers were heavy in Pinghai City.

The last sentence of the original text is "Hua Chongjin Official City", but there is no "Jinguan City" in Zhou Kingdom, so Mu Bai changed it to "Pinghai City".

Anyway, the last word "city" is still there, and it matches the rhyme of the [-] lines without ruining the rhyme of the entire poem.

Looking at this poem, the first thing Yang Jingming thinks of is hope and vitality. The poetic flavor echoes the current season. The vigorous spring is just around the corner, waiting for a spring rain to fall and everything to recover.

Especially the sentence "Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently."

It reminded Yang Jingming of the praise of selfless dedication, the praise of the spirit of great love that pays silently, regardless of fame and fortune.

"This is a good poem." Yang Jingming praised: "Especially the second line, it is very likely to become a good line through the ages."

Mu Bai smiled and said: "These two lines are the poems I wrote when I heard Hao Wenzhong's life of director Hao Wenzhong when I participated in the school's poetry meeting.

"Wen Jun was there at the time and took a group photo of me and Director Hao. I wrote these two poems on the back of the photo and gave it to Director Hao Wenzhong.

"We also have an agreement. After I complete this poem, I will show it to Director Hao for appreciation."

Yang Jingming was taken aback for a moment, not only was the poem good, but the story behind it was also very beautiful. Before it was released, there were signs of an eternal masterpiece.

Talking here, Mu Bai suddenly changed the subject: "Uncle Yang's family has helped me a lot since I was a child, and Wenjun has always taken care of me since I went to school. Now I have such a little talent for poetry, all of which are The result of being influenced by Uncle Yang."

Yang Jingming shook his head with a smile and said: "This is against my will." He only remembered that he had bought many books on composition for Mu Bai, and hoped that Mu Bai could fulfill his long-cherished wish.

As for poetry, he rarely mentioned it in front of Mu Bai.

Mu Bai also laughed and said, "Uncle Yang may not have felt it. This kind of influence is subtle, but it is of great help to me. So I want to directly worship Uncle Yang and learn to write poetry from Uncle Yang."

(End of this chapter)