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    “Hmm… There are some seats left. I guess everyone thinks they know how to paint.”

    Angela looked around. In fact, quite a few seats were empty.

    How should I interpret this?

    Does this mean that as there are fewer people coming to learn, there are more people who will entrust her with painting services?

    Or does this mean that not many people want quality paint and that everyone just paints it roughly?

    “It doesn’t matter! The fact that you came is what matters!

    Everyone, grab your brush, come out here and choose your favorite model!”

    The students who came out to the lecture hall mainly chose models that were cool and fun to paint.

    The academy flag bearer holding up the student council flag, the equestrian club of the Red Horse dormitory galloping away on horseback, and the crystal tank run by the Black Swan horse engineering department.

    Those unique models disappeared from desks in an instant.

    However, Angela chose a simple-looking model who was a first-year student at Baekyang Dormitory.

    If you take on a painting service, that’s the model you’ll paint the most.

    As the students sat down, Hwayoung held up a transparent paint can.

    “The first step in painting is priming.

    In this step you will saturate your model with this gray primer.

    Primer provides a base for other paints to adhere to.”

    “Can I not use primer?”

    In response to a question that came out of nowhere, Hwayoung smiled and took out a large model.

    It was a model of the Yeti, the monster of the Red Horse Dormitory with its massive size.

    “That’s a good question. This is a Yeti I painted three months ago.

    At that time, I had not yet learned how to paint, so I did not use primer.

    Because of that, if you rub this model now-”

    When Hwayoung vigorously rubbed the model with her hands, the pigment layer came off with a thudding sound.

    “It comes out separately like this.

    To prevent this from happening, it is best to do priming.

    However, there are many things that are harmful to your body, so be sure to wear a mask while working!”

    “A senior I know used to treat it by spraying it with something like a spray bottle.”

    “Yes! That’s okay. But you have to do that in a well-ventilated place, right?

    Since there are a lot of people now, I think it would be better to apply it with a thick brush.”

    Angela dipped a large brush into the primer and then painted the model evenly.

    The color of the wood before applying the primer was gone, and a gray sheen covered the wood.

    “Next we will do the basic painting. Take a clean brush, then dip it in the color you want and cover the entire model. Normally, it would be the color of the dormitory uniform, right?”

    “The whole thing? And all the skin and accessories?”

    “Yes! The paint used for painting does not spread, so you can just cover it over the top.”

    As the brush strokes progressed, every part of the model was covered with the pure white of white sheep.

    Angela carefully brushed on areas that were easy to miss, such as between the model’s legs or the wrinkles in the uniform.

    ‘It’s like a snowman…’ ‘

    “Once you’ve painted everything, you can now add ink lines!

    Choose the thinnest brush you can find, dip it in ink paint, and then highlight the curves of the model with black or gray.”

    If it’s a curve, it’s like a button, a wrinkle in clothes, or a decoration on a weapon.

    Angela put the brush into the ink paint and was so surprised by the feel that she almost dropped the brush.

    ‘Isn’t it viscous?’

    Unlike the sticky paint, the ink paint was almost like flowing water.

    As if reading Angela’s thoughts, Hwayoung nodded and added.

    “Rub with the mindset of pouring it in, not with the mindset of painting it!

    If it flows outside the bend, wipe it with a cotton swab. If it hardens and cannot be wiped off easily, just cover it with basic paint again!”

    Angela used a brush and a cotton swab alternately to pour black paint into the model’s crevices.

    After completing the ink line work, the model had a three-dimensional effect that was incomparable to before.

    “Now, choose the next most common secondary color and paint it!

    If you have painted the second color, then the third and fourth colors… You can go like this!

    If you feel like the ink line has been erased, just do the ink line again!”

    After much thought, Angela decided to paint the skin and used beige paint.

    I did the hand part without difficulty, but my hand slipped while I was painting the face part.

    The brush brushed against the collar, leaving an ugly stain on Baekyang’s white uniform.

    “Ugh… ”

    “Where should I look? are you okay. Just paint it white again.”

    “You can do it again.”

    “Then. You can do it again as much as you want.”

    After correcting her mistake with Hwayoung’s help, Angela continued painting.

    Black collar, blue name tag, gray club, brown shoes.

    Her hair is gold, her eyes are blue, and her lips are pale pink.

    “Completion… ”

    Is it okay to look at it? 4 I think the silver jay will do.

    But when Angela turned to the podium and saw Hwayoung’s work, she couldn’t help but shake her head.

    Hwayoung added a natural texture to the clothes by adjusting the strength and weakness of her brush strokes, but Angela’s model’s uniform was bizarre because the paint was cakey in some places and too smooth in others.

    In the example model, the eyes, nose, and mouth were all in place, and parts such as eyebrows and the bridge of the nose were well detailed, whereas Baekyang’s first-year student’s face was only recognizable.

    In props such as swords and shoes, Hwayoung embodied dust, dirt, shine, and rust, but Angela’s were lifeless, like theater props.

    Angela burst out laughing. I have no conscience selling this for money…

    “What’s wrong? I did well at this level for my first time, right?”

    “No. Compared to senior Hwayoung’s work, this is… ”

    “Haha! Then of course I paint much better.

    If I paint at the same level as the first person I learned from, will I be able to keep my position as lead artist?”

    Then, if I practice too…

    “Can I paint one more?”

    “Hmm… okay! Because it was over pretty quickly.”

    Angela this time brought a female student model, Baekyang, who was shaking her fist.

    Priming, first color painting, ink line, second color painting, and finishing work.

    After nearly an hour of painting work, the second model was completed.

    It was definitely better than the first model, but it was still not as good as Hwayoung’s model.

    Hwayoung patted the disappointed Angela on the shoulder and then went up to the podium again.

    “Everyone! Did you enjoy the painting experience?”

    Mumbling.

    Although not as much as Angela, everyone seemed to feel that painting was not an easy task.

    “Compare with my model and don’t be disappointed. I painted over 100 pieces before I got this one.

    Paint just enough to satisfy you, and then display and play games as you wish.

    When you go, take a set of paints with you! This is a gift from the student council!”

    People gathered in groups of twos and threes and began to leave.

    However, Angela did not get up from her seat while fiddling with the second painted model.

    What woke her up was a voice suddenly heard from behind.

    “The fact that you reached that level by painting 100 pieces means you are an unbelievable genius.”

    “Colman County. How can you say something like that?”

    “I know because I painted it too.”

    “You painted less than me. If Coleman paints as much as I do, he might be able to paint well.”

    Hwayoung snapped and went back to the podium and started putting things in order.

    Angela looked back. Cantor Coleman muttered to himself without looking at her.

    “I painted 200 Saman, 100 Aoji, 100 Warmer Horde, 30 Human Skin, 20 Horse Cannons, and 20 Batmen, but they are worse than you, who only painted 100.”

    “I… hey… ”

    “They say you have to be born with something like this.”

    “Hey?”

    “Ah, yes!”

    Angela showed Coleman the second girl model she had painted.

    “I… I’m planning to do painting service for my seniors.

    This is enough… 4 silver per model, is it worth it?”

    “4 silver for one?”

    Coleman frowns. Angela hurriedly waved her hand and lowered the price.

    “Of course it won’t work, right? Then for about 2 silver… No 1 Silverado… ”

    “At least, get at least 8 silver. If your skill improves, increase it to 12 Silver.”

    “Ten… Twelve silver? 12 silver just for coloring… ”

    “In my opinion, the appropriate price for a painting service is twice the model price.

    It’s worth the price if you get about 16 or 20 silver for each student model.”

    20 silver. It is five times the price suggested by the seniors.

    “… This isn’t even that good compared to senior Hwayoung’s paint job… ”

    “If you want Hwayoung to paint with quality, you need to get 40 silver each.

    If you feel uncomfortable asking your seniors to raise the price, we will notify you of the appropriate price for painting services.”

    “No, no!”

    Angela shook her head.

    “Thank you for your words, but I don’t think anyone will come to me to take care of it if I charge that high of a price.

    We will mainly be working with Baekyang students, but we cannot afford to spend 20 silver per model.”

    “Then lower the quality to increase speed.”

    “That… Is that so… ”

    Angela, who had become dizzy from the flood of information pouring in, said hello and packed her bags.

    As she was about to leave the swordsmanship training room, Coleman called her again.

    “Mr. Angela?”

    “Yes?”

    “I hope you feel more confident in what you do.”

    At the sudden encouragement, Angela panicked, not knowing what to do.

    “That… There is no need to support me like that. This is to make money… ”

    “What’s wrong with making money? Making money means making a living for the people of the world.”

    “I actually don’t even play this game… ”

    “Mr. Angela. The game I want to make can only be completed if there are people like Angela.”

    “Yes?”

    “So, fighting.”

    Coleman and Hwayoung waved their hands and disappeared.

    On the dark night road back to Baekyang Dormitory, Angela pondered those words.

    “Fighting… ”

    [Today’s Unit]

    Baekyang 1st year student – Academy, Baekyang, 1st year, (race)

    10 model units – 15 points

    Movement 12 / Defense 5 / Resistance 5 / Magic Power 0 / Learning 0 / Stamina 1

    Melee Armed

    Fist – Attack 1 / Accuracy 4 / Penetration 0 / Damage 1

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