The length of the tattoo advertisement should not be too long, but it should be attractive. The plot arrangement is indeed a big problem. Even if all these are left to Ai Jiao for a headache, Mo Yan's work will never be easy.

Although the production has not started yet, he has to make various deductions in his mind. He doesn't have much money in his hands, but he doesn't have any extra money to do the experiment.

The principle of making image pattern stone is not difficult to understand. The key is to portray the characters and scenery, exaggerate and special treatment to a certain extent, which tests the level of the pattern painter.

It has been three days since Ai Jiao got the script from Ai Jiao, but Mo Yan did not rush to start production. Instead, he pulled the other party to discuss the details, including background tones, light and darkness, shadow shading, etc., which made Ai Jiao deeply realize his other side during the headache.

Firm, long-lasting and serious.

This was the first time she met a person so serious. For a small background setting, she dragged her to change it again and again.

No matter his true level, this is a respectable guy.

The script was drafted, and it was time to prepare the materials and make hands-on production. This was originally a job for Mo Yan, but he didn't expect a group of uninvited guests to insert it. In the words of Miss Ai, "What if I don't follow closely, what if you mess up the thing?"

Although half of this is an excuse, the other half is mostly her true thoughts. After all, she has spent a lot of energy on this matter, so she naturally doesn't want to get a slash.

Mo Yan looked at the two beauties, one big and one small, and nodded helplessly.

Today's Miss Ai's outfit is particularly amazing. The black tight leather jacket wraps her attractive figure with a concave and convex shape. The brown straight-leg pants are slightly shorter than the waist, showing off her legs and her arms are straight and perky. The snow line while walking attracts endless imagination.

Two meters behind Ai Jiao, there was a small oil bottle standing. Although the girl was shy, she still plucked up her courage and walked forward two steps: "I also want to see how the senior made the stone advertisement."

Needless to say, this news must have been leaked by the previous one.

He should not say the word "senior" or not, but when faced with a beautiful girl who was about to bloom, she looked at her shy and respectful eyes, this feeling was really good, and Mo Yan naturally had no reason to refuse.

In order to reduce costs as much as possible, the three of them came to the medium and low-end materials trading market.

It was the peak of trading, and the flow of people in the market was very large and the scene was very complicated. The two girls obviously rarely came to such places. Ai Jiao maintained a high level of alert from the moment she stepped into the market. She was waiting for some unlucky unlucky guy to come into it. Tong Tong looked nervous, just like a tail, facing her head in an endless step.

Fortunately, Mo Yan made a list before coming. After visiting the market, he quickly bought all the required materials.

When they returned to the college and walked into Mo Yan's small dark room, the two women were immediately smelled of smell. They knew that they had opened the doors and windows, and they opened them for a long time before they came in again with their noses pinched in.

At this time, Mo Yan had already started preparations. He had no special requirements, only one thing, don't make too loud noises when he was working.

The loess stones I bought were crushed and ground into powder, then mixed with fresh toad blood, soaked the five-year mugwort in the liquid, stirred evenly, precipitated and filtered, and a portion of fresh red ink was released.

"The senior's movements are so skillful." It is proficient rather than powerful. Tong Tong's amazement comes from the heart. For a qualified tattoo artist, making graphite is just the most basic ability.

In fact, among all first-level graphites, red ink is not the best applicability. The reason why Mo Yan took it was just that he valued the cheapest materials it needed.

According to personal experience, graphite will become slightly sticky for a period of time. If used to paint immediately, the fit between the stone and graphite will be higher, and the effect and success rate will be slightly improved.

Under Tong Tong's surprised gaze, Mo Yan quickly pulled out a flat-blade pen. This cheap carved pen sold in major grocery stores is almost negligible to improve the success rate of drawing patterns, and is generally only used as a practice.

Carved pens are generally divided into three levels, namely ordinary, exquisite and outstanding, while flat-blade pens are also the lowest-ranking ones in ordinary categories.

Gently dip it in a little graphite, and without any hesitation, the flat-blade pen fell on the blank Yuan stone.

The pen moves like a dragon and a snake, like a flowing cloud and water, without a pause in the middle, and with a little heat, it falls along the smooth tip of the pen to the Yuan stone, and under the control of Mo Yan's subtle mental power, it outlines mysterious patterns.

Mo Yan's eyes were focused and his expression was meticulous.

Ai Jiao, who knew little about painting patterns, obviously couldn't see clearly. After a while, she yawned slightly and her eyes became wandering.

Tong Tong is different. She has just entered the Emma Academy's Painting Department for less than a year and has been under the halo of genius. She has gained the recognition of many people in terms of theoretical knowledge and hands-on ability.

If she compares the spiritual scale alone, Mo Yan can't compare to her, but she asked herself that she couldn't do the same smoothness as the previous senior, and her eyes gradually became hot.

He has been familiar with every detail of the structure on this stone for many times, and his skillful and experienced hands are like a sophisticated instrument without any error.

In contrast, his mental scale slowed down the overall drawing speed.

As the pen tip extends little by little, the patterns on the Yuan stone become more and more complex, and the scarlet lines that make up the pattern are natural, just like the smooth bloodline of the human body.

Mo Yan's expression was still so focused and meticulous, but his breathing was inevitably disordered.

Although both are first-order palettes, the difficulty of drawing is quite different. In order to increase the realism of the image as much as possible, he not only optimized the patterns on it, but also added some of his own understanding of Mo's theory, which made the drawing of the entire palette more complicated.

Although the tip of the pen is still so smooth and although all the structures are clearly reflected in his mind, he gradually feels powerless.

The blood strips on the stone surface gradually showed signs of solidification. If they were not completed before this, the stone would be completely scrapped.

The empty spirit made Mo Yan feel uncomfortable, but he had no choice.

Gritting his teeth and wide open his eyes. He tried his best to mobilize the last trace of mental power, but his hand holding the pen was as calm and gentle as ever.

A light hook corner brought out a wonderful arc, and an invisible white light appeared on the stone surface. His wrist slightly raised, and then he lit up heavily, with all his mental power injected into the stone.

The surface of the palette suddenly shone, and the stone surface, which was originally glittering, then returned to calm.

Success.

Mo Yan was paralyzed on the chair, soaked all over, his nose was heavy, but his eyes were filled with joy.

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