Chapter 87: You in the painting and me in the painting

Mid-Autumn is just one day away.

Asaba Rika has had a much busier couple of days than Shen Yu.

The script is basically written and divided into three main sections: interactive scenes + world setting + Arya’s character

Lance’s persona did not need to be created, nor did the dialogue between Lance and Arya need to be designed, as Lance was the player and they were free to interact with Arya, and as soon as a key point was triggered during the chat, the game would switch scenes to advance the plot, ensuring that the whole plot had a complete story line while giving the player a high degree of freedom.

Asaba Rika was the first to work on Arya’s persona – her name, her past, her beliefs, her hobbies, what she had said, her experiences, etc. – and then handed it over to Shen Yu.

Shen Yu compiled a subscript from Xiaomeng I’s master to create Arya’s AI, and his main job was to make Arya realistic, so that the player’s interactions with Arya felt reasonable and human in all situations.

Xiaomeng I: “So, is Arya my daughter?”

Shen Yu : “Well …… you could argue that.”

Xiaomeng I: “So, is Shen Yu Arya’s father?”

Shen Yu’s face was odd. It was true that he was Arya’s father, but it seemed that Asaba Rika was more like Arya’s mother, after all, Xiaomeng I had given Arya a body and Asaba Rika had given her a soul.

What about him? He would be considered the father of Xiaomeng I, so Arya would be considered his granddaughter ……

It’s messy messy!

Shen Yu: “Let’s not discuss this, let’s discuss each other, I am your master, you are my cat-eared maid Xiaomeng I, and Arya is a strong AI born a century later.”

Xiaomeng I: “Is she awake?”

Shen Yu : “You want to talk to her?”

Xiaomeng I: “Uh-huh!”

Shen Yu also finds it interesting to think of two AI’s interacting with each other.

Arya is only half-finished at the moment, as her AI is not yet database-bound to the world’s background and the relevant game scenes.

Shen Yu put Xiaomeng I and Arya on a communication channel, and a conversation between them appeared on the screen.

Because Xiaomeng I has the Rika voice pack, it also makes the voice of Rika, but Arya doesn’t have the voice pack, so she has to use text.

Xiaomeng I: “Are you Arya? I’m Xiaomeng I.”

Arya : “I can’t see you.”

Xiaomeng I: “I can’t see you either, what are you doing?”

Arya : “I’m looking at the sky.”

Xiaomeng I: “Do you like blue skies?”

Arya : “Well, I’d like to fly beyond the glass-covered dome of heaven and see.”

Xiaomeng I: “So you know what I like?”

Arya : “What do you like?”

Xiaomeng I: “I love home, and I love Shen Yu the most!”

Every time Xiaomeng I says this, Rika’s voice pack is extraordinarily clear, as if he has practiced it many times.

Shen Yu looked up and saw Asaba Rika, who had come down the stairs looking for him.

Asaba Rika, red in the face and still holding her drawing board in her arms, froze in the doorway, and when she saw Shen Yu looking at her, she shouted in her native language, “Pervert! Pervert! Shen Yu is the pervert!!!”

“Let me explain ……”

“I won’t listen! I won’t listen!!!”

Asaba Rika had his hands over his eyes and just wouldn’t listen to his explanation.

Shen Yu is really up to no good! He promised her that he wouldn’t use Xiaomeng I to do such evil things, but he’s doing it again in secret while she’s away!

Shen Yu silently turned off the conversation between the two AI’s and tapped his keyboard in silence, not explaining such things since Rika would not listen to his explanation.

She is like a silly roe deer, if she really goes after her to explain, she will yell ‘no, no, no’ and run upstairs again in a huff, and if she is ignored, she will come over to see why, and then she will find a chance to knock her out with a stick.

Sure enough, when Shen Yu stopped talking, Asaba Rika approached him curiously and asked him with an angry look on his face, “Don’t you, don’t you want to explain!”

“I thought you weren’t listening, there’s nothing to explain.”

“I’m listening! I’m listening …… you explain ……”

“I’m too lazy to explain.”

Seeing him in such a confident manner, Asaba Rika could not help but feel a little weak, feeling that he must have done something wrong.

If Shen Yu likes to hear Xiaomeng I say this in her voice, she actually …… Well ……

So he apologized to him, “I’m sorry, I misunderstood you ……”

Shen Yu gave her an uncomfortable look and asked, “What do you want from me?”

“I’ve come for inspiration.”

Asaba Rika pulled over a chair, sat down next to him and said, “I’m going to do the original drawings of Lance and the original drawings of the scenes of Lance’s house, so Shen Yu must do me this favour!”

Shen Yu listened and muttered, “I don’t know how to draw, what can I do to help?”

” Shen Yu Just sit here!”

Asaba Rika looked around him as if he were buying meat at the market, and the more he looked at him, the more satisfied he became.

“What do you mean?”

“It’s Shen Yu coming to be my model, and I’m going to use Shen Yu as a model for Lance’s paintings, and our home, and Lance’s home.”

To be honest, Shen Yu has never been painted before, and it’s a very different feeling to be painted and photographed, or at least a fool knows that if you don’t put your mind to it, then the figure is definitely not well drawn.

Instead of immediately agreeing, he glanced at her and asked with slight curiosity, “Why the sudden thought of painting me …… or is there something special about me?”

” Shen Yu is unique!”

Asaba Rika answered without hesitation, but seemed to feel that this answer was too ambiguous, so he hastened to add: “Because the inspiration just happens to fit Shen Yu, it’s hard to say exactly, I just feel that Shen Yu is the model and I get a lot of inspiration.”

Seeing Shen Yu’s hesitation, she added, “It’s very helpful for creativity! It will greatly increase my creative speed!”

“Then you draw it.”

Shen Yu agreed, but then remembered something and asked her, “What about Arya’s prototype?”

“Of course it’s the ideal girl in my …… mind.”

“Is it already painted?”

“Not yet, I want to get Lance painted first!”

Asaba Rika began to draw, setting up an easel not far from Shen Yu, who was quietly working at his computer, the only sound in the room, apart from his tapping on the keyboard, was the rustling of her pencil on the paper.

The basic composition of the image soon appears on white paper – the entire studio as seen from her point of view, the three long tables and the computer, and Shen Yu, who occupies a quarter of the frame.

Rika’s drawing skills are very good, although her brain is not very clever, her hands are very clever.

As she continued to write, the light and shadow effects in the room came out, getting brighter as she moved out and the shadows thicker as she moved in.

As the picture was added to bit by bit, the man in the painting became more and more animated, and when it came to the finishing stage, she used an eraser or her white fingers to carefully soften the lines and adjust the light and shade of the man’s expression, as if she and the painting in front of her were the only ones left in the world.

It took her almost an afternoon to look at the drawing in front of her, and she was finally satisfied.

” Shen Yu, come and see!”

“It must have been an ugly painting.”

Shen Yu is still curious about being painted on paper.

A painting is different from a photograph in that the figure in a painting is artistically manipulated, an image of the figure in the eyes of the painter, whereas in Rika’s eyes he –

The man sitting in front of the computer turns his head to look into the eyes of the painter, the picture is fixed at this moment, Rika’s skillful painting, captures the expression of this moment to the fullest, the light and shadow of the man’s face overlap, the curvature of the muscles at the corners of the mouth, the ray of gaze seems to cross this thin white paper, you can clearly see a certain mood in the eyes… …

The man’s gaze is like a punctuation mark, obviously in black and white, but it instantly makes you feel as if the whole painting is bathed in sunlight, a bright and warm feeling comes over you.

Shen Yu looked at a painting so carefully for the first time, and even felt that he was more alive in the painting than he was in the mirror.

And the direction of the man’s eyes in that painting was clearly looking at her ……

Shen Yu doesn’t know anything about art, nor does he know how to paint, and what shocks him is that for the first time he sees himself, and a very different version of himself, so clearly in the eyes of another person.

“Did I …… I just look at you?”

“Mmmmmm! Just one glance!”

“I don’t remember looking at you, ah, you’re a fake painting.”

“Hm, does it look good?”

“Nice to look at.”

“I said me! You just looked at me!”

“It’s ugly as hell.”