I Just Want to Draw Comics Quietly

　　 "Why do you both have such expressions!" Chu Yu looked at them.

　　 "If the goal is to reach the top of the movie, this level is not enough!"

　　 "It's nearly 20,000 votes behind the first place..."

not enough?

Zhao Qinyin looked at Chu Yu and honestly, although Chu Yu put forward the slogan of reaching the top, Zhao Qinyin also tried her best to complete her work, but in fact, she felt that such a slogan was like a slogan. A goal, a direction is general, it must exist, and it must exist. Its existence can make you not confused.

　　 But although you are working towards it, actually? There are a few people who can really achieve it.

　　 She likes the feeling of moving towards her dream, but what is this?

　　 With this momentum going on, how long will Chu Yu’s claim to the summit take, how many weeks? Months?

　　 In my opinion, the climb to the top is out of reach, is it only Chu Yu can achieve it in such a short time?

　　 She was lost.

　　 After thinking about her comic career for several years, she was a little bit shocked.

　　 I always feel that Chu Yu is like an open-ended existence. Although he is serious when he draws comics, he is basically watching comics and playing on the computer at other times.

　　 The comic name is drawn directly without thinking, and it is not like other cartoonists who think hard for the plot and stop with a hammer.

　　 Many times, Zhao Qinyin thought that if humans had ten hands instead of two hands, maybe Chu Yu could serialize five or six comics at the same time.

　　 Is this a talented person...

　　 Zhao Qinyin sighed.

But she didn't realize that like her, she only attends get out of class, never reads after class, and when she goes home, she doesn't draw cartoons, or acts as a cartoon assistant for others like this, and she can occupy a key high school in Los Angeles like Ming City No. 5 Middle School. The first place position was three full years.

　　 In the eyes of others, especially the second place in the third year of high school, she is not a desperate existence.

　　 "Yes, we are proposing this slogan, but the road has to be taken one step at a time!" Su Lu looked at Chu Yu angrily.

　　 "The accumulation of popularity, the foreshadowing and development of the plot of the comics take time, do you still want to be a fat man in one bite?"

　　 "Okay, look at you guy. It's really irritating to show this bitter face with such good grades. Since it's okay now, let's go out for a big dinner, Chu Yu, you treat me." Su Lu looked at Chu Yu.

　　 "Why did I entertain, and didn't I just have dinner? Why did I eat it again."

　　 "Let’s stop talking nonsense, just want to kill you, what’s wrong with the meal, now go out to eat another meal, it’s a supper. Of course, drinking is also indispensable, what do you say Zhao Qinyin?"

　　 "I...I have no objection." Zhao Qinyin was also very depressed, with a smile on his face and his eyes bent into crescents.

　　......

　　Madu, a city full of drunken gold fans, one of the real super first-tier cities in the Dragon Kingdom, and also the holy land of the Dragon Kingdom comics industry.

　　 The seven national comics journals from the entire Longguo comics industry are all gathered in the magic city, attracting many cartoonists who have achieved achievements in various local provinces. They want to make their comic career one step closer.

　　 But the reality is often cruel. Those cartoonists who have a reputation in the local provinces, how many people come here to really make a name? Most of the people were just me, and I left without leaving anything.

　　In Long Country, there are not many ways of entertainment. Most ordinary people play boring time in the same way, TV, movies, animation, comics...

　　 Because of this, the comic industry in Long Kingdom and the world is in its golden age, with a large number of purchasers and huge influence. The popularity of comic artists and their works is no less than that of stars.

　　 The city center of Magic City, a high-rise building in a high-end residential area.

　　 The glass window in front of you faces outwards, and you have a sweeping view of the magic capital river, with dazzling neon lights.

　　 In the magic city, those who are able to live here may lack a lot of things, but the only thing they lack is money.

　　 But the person sitting at the table is obviously not interested in this valuable scenery.

　　 Her hair is a bit messy, dangled casually, but the messy hair can't hide her beautiful face, clear pupils, thin eyebrows, fair and delicate skin, and her lower lip is bitten by her anxious teeth.

　　 Although people seem a little sloppy, cute and beautiful can make people ignore these minor shortcomings.

　　 After all, the value of appearance is justice, Qiao Biluo sits in front of you in a decent dress and probably not many people will look at it.

　　 She is wearing a pink pajamas, sitting cross-legged on a chair, holding a paintbrush, her hand is full of ink, and in front of her are sheets of discarded comic paper and random takeaway boxes.

　　 Today, she has been sitting here for a whole day and can't think of anything.

　　 "Ah! I can't draw it! It seems I need to take a break to find some inspiration!"

　　 Thinking of this, her face suddenly came up with spirit.

　　 ran to another table in twos and threes, turned on the computer, quickly logged into Xinman.com, and entered the comic recommendation channel.

When 　　 cartoonists are not inspired, they often read other excellent works in order to pray for some inspiration.

　　 Of course, for her, finding inspiration is false, not wanting to work is true, after all, drawing comics, there is no joy in reading comics.

　　 "Forest secrets, works of Yunshen..."

　　 Five minutes later, she clicked a cross in the upper right corner of the page.

　　 "This is too boring, I almost fell asleep."

　　 "Chu Ge, um, historical comics."

　　 Six minutes later.

　　 "It seems to be okay. Collect it first."

　　 I browsed it casually, and she gradually lost interest.

　　 But when she finally wanted to quit Xinman.com, she once again saw the post with the most clicks on the homepage.

　　 "I strongly recommend a work, a new work in the comics periodical of Los Angeles, Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance!"

　　 She saw this post when she clicked on this webpage, but she was kind of dissuaded by the name of the work.

　　 Rurouni Kenshin? The name is so weird! There is also a remembrance chapter, that is, there are still other chapters that have not been sent out!

　　'S name is a bit persuasive for her, but after thinking about it, she didn't seem to have much to do after she wanted to quit the new manga. Thinking of going back to draw comics, her laziness made her click into this post.

　　......

　　 "The phone you dialed is turned off........"

Li Xi stopped the car and stopped making calls. She got out of the car, wearing a black professional ol uniform, slender figure, and beautiful appearance that attracted the attention of many men around her, but she was obviously used to it. Such a scene.

　　Oh, Tang Xin, it’s been five days since the submission of the manuscript. If you dare not answer my phone, I’ll just turn it off?

　　 Angrily she walked into the elevator.

　　 came to her destination, she rang the doorbell.

　　 Half a minute passed, no one opened the door.

　　 Li Xi frowned slightly, took out the key from the bag, and decisively opened the door.

As soon as 　　 entered the house, there were various snack packaging bags, instant noodle buckets, fast food boxes...

　　 Li Xi shook her head. She really didn't understand why that guy could spend so much money in a month to live in such a place just to eat instant noodles and fast food.

　　 "Tang Xin..." Li Xi shouted.

　　 "Tang Xin..."

　　 Li Xi turned on the light and stopped shouting, and walked straight to a room.

　　 opened the door, and sure enough, she was sitting in front of the computer.

　　 "Still playing on the computer, it seems that you are ready to draw the manga, right?" Li Xi walked to her and sneered.

　　 However, the girl sitting in front of the computer ignored her, just staring at the computer.

　　 "What's wrong? Stop talking?"

　　 "What's the reason for this time? Chest tightness? Or headache? Or do you have gastritis that does not exist at all~www.wuxiaspot.com~ or your fingers are caught in the door and can't draw cartoons again?"

　　 As Tang Xin's manga editor, whenever she faces a deadline, it really gives her a headache.

　　 She saw the pile of scraps on the desktop and understood that this guy didn't even have a clue about the name of the manga, no wonder she asked her assistant to play on vacation yesterday.

　　 is really... in line with her usual style.

　　 "Why don't you speak?" Li Xi was a little strange. The usual Tang Xin saw her coming to remind her papers.

　　 Why is it so quiet this time.

　　 Li Xi looked at her computer. He was reading a comic, Xinman.com? Are you looking at comics from local provinces? Take it so seriously?

　　 Li Xi was a little moved. She understood the picky taste of the girl in front of her. Normal works couldn't be seen in her eyes. What's more, with her eyes wide open, she was obviously fascinated.

　　 "Li Xi..." Tang Xin at the computer desk finally spoke.

　　 Tang Xin pointed to a cartoon on the computer screen.

　　 "I remember that you said before that you are from Los Angeles... and you worked for a while in a comic club in Los Angeles."

　　 "Which comic company is it!" Tang Xin's voice was crisp and pleasant, but his speech was a bit slow.

　　 "A small and medium comics club called Cuttlefish, what's wrong?" Li Xi said casually.

　　 "Cuttlefish, sure enough...I remember that right." Tang Xin became excited all at once.

　　 "The author of this Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance, Teacher Shuixin...you know it."

　　 Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance?

　　 Water heart?

　　 Who is that!

　　 Li Xi looked at the rare excitement on Tang Xin's face, a little confused.

　　She...what's wrong?