Chapter 33

"Why do you both look like this!" Chu Yu looked at the two of you.

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

"It's almost 20,000 votes away from the first place."

not enough?

Zhao Qinyin looked at Chu Yu. To be honest, although Chu Yu put forward the slogan of climbing to 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. The goal is a general direction, it must exist, and it must exist, and its existence can make you not confused.

But while you're working towards it, what actually? There are a few people who can actually do it.

She likes the feeling of moving toward a dream, but what is it?

If this momentum continues, how long will it take for Chu Yu to reach the summit, a few weeks? How many months?

In his opinion, reaching the top is out of reach, but Chu Yu can achieve it in such a short time?

She was bewildered.

Thinking about her years of comics career, she was a little bit shocked.

I always feel that Chu Yu is like an open-minded existence. Although he is very serious when he draws comics, the rest of the time is basically reading comics and playing with the computer.

The comic name doesn't need to be thought, just draw it directly, and it's not like other comic artists who ponder over the plot and pause.

Many times, Zhao Qinyin is thinking, if human beings have ten hands instead of two hands, maybe Chu Yu can serialize five or six comics at the same time.

Is this a gifted person?

Zhao Qinyin sighed.

But she didn't realize that, like her, she just listens in get out of class, never reads books after class, she doesn't draw comics when she goes home, or just acts as a comic assistant for others like this, and she can still occupy a key high school in Los Angeles like Mingshi No. 5 Middle School. The first place was for three full years.

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

"Yes, we came up with this slogan, but we have to go step by step!" Su Yan looked at Chu Yu angrily.

"The accumulation of popularity, the foreshadowing of the comic plot, and the unfolding all take time. Do you still want to eat a big fat man in one bite?"

"Okay, look at you guy, it's really annoying to show such a bitter face even though your grades are so good. Since it's fine now, let's go out for a big meal, and you will treat Chu Yu." Su Yan looked at Chu Yu and said.

"Why am I entertaining, and haven't I just eaten? Why do I eat again."

"Stop talking nonsense, I just want to slaughter you. What's wrong with having a meal? If you go out to eat another meal, it will be a late night snack. Of course, drinking items are also essential. What do you say, Zhao Qinyin."

"I have no opinion." Zhao Qinyin was also very depressed, a smile appeared on her face when she heard this, and her eyes were curved into crescents.

Magic City, a city full of money and money, 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 comic journals in the entire Longguo comic industry are all gathered in the magic capital, attracting many comic artists who have achieved success in various local provinces, wanting to take their comics career one step closer.

But the reality is often cruel. Those cartoonists who have a big reputation in local provinces, how many people have come here to really make a name for themselves? Most people are just me who came, and I left, leaving nothing behind.

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

Therefore, the comics industry in the Dragon Kingdom and even the world is in its golden age, with a large number of buyers and huge influence. The popularity of cartoonists and their works is no less than that of celebrities.

In the center of Magic City, a high-rise in a high-end community.

From the glass window in front of you, you can see the unobstructed view of the river in the magical capital, with dazzling neon lights.

In Modu, people who can afford to live here may lack a lot of things, but the one thing that is definitely not lacking is money.

But the people sitting at the table were obviously not interested in this valuable view.

Her hair was a little messy and casually draped, but the messy hair couldn't hide her beautiful face, clear pupils, thin eyebrows, fair and delicate skin, and her teeth biting her lower lip because of anxiety.

Although people look a bit sloppy, cuteness and beauty can make people ignore these minor shortcomings.

After all, appearance is justice, and Qiao Biluo is well-dressed and sits in front of you, probably not many people will watch it.

She was wearing pink pajamas, sitting cross-legged on a chair, holding a paintbrush, her hands were full of ink, and in front of her were sheets of discarded comic paper and takeaway boxes placed at random.

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

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

Thinking of this, she suddenly had a spirit on her face.

In three or two steps, he ran to another table, turned on the computer, and quickly logged into Xinman.com, and entered the comic recommendation channel.

When cartoonists have no inspiration, they often read other excellent works in the hope that they can get some inspiration.

Of course, for her, looking for inspiration is false, and not wanting to work is true. After all, drawing comics, how can reading comics be happy.

"Secrets of the Forest, the work of Yun Sheng."

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

"It's so boring, I almost fell asleep."

"Chu Ge, um, historical comics."

six minutes later.

"It seems to be ok, let's collect it first."

After a casual glance, she gradually lost interest.

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

"I highly recommend a work, a new work on Manying, a comic journal in Los Angeles, Rurouni Kenshin Memories!"

She saw this post when she clicked on this page, but was a little discouraged by the title of this work.

Rurouni Kenshin? What a weird name! I still remember the chapter, that is, there are other chapters that have not been published!

The name was a bit persuasive to her, but after thinking about quitting Xinman.com, she didn't seem to have much to do. Thinking of going back to drawing manga again, her laziness still made her click on this post.

"The phone you dialed is off"

Li Xi parked the car and stopped making calls. She got out of the car, dressed in a black professional OL suit, slender figure, and beautiful appearance that attracted the attention of many men around her, but it was obvious that she was used to it. such a scene.

Okay, Tang Xin, it's only been five days since the manuscript was handed in. If you dare not answer my call, it's fine, and you still turn off the phone?

With anger, she walked into the elevator angrily.

Arriving at her destination, she rang the doorbell.

Half a minute passed and no one opened the door.

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

As soon as you enter the house, all kinds of snack packaging bags, instant noodle buckets, and fast food boxes are thrown away on the ground.

Li Xi shook her head, she really didn't understand why that guy could spend so much money a month living in such a place just for instant noodles and fast food.

"Tang Xin." Li Xi shouted.

"Tang Xin."

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

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

"You're still playing with the computer, it looks like you've drawn a comic draft, right!" Li Xi walked over to her and sneered.

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

"What's wrong? Stop talking?"

"What's the reason for this time? Chest tightness? Or a headache? Or maybe your gastritis doesn't exist again, or your fingers are caught in the door and can't draw cartoons?"

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

As soon as she scanned the pile of scraps on the table, she understood that this guy didn't even know the name of the comic, no wonder she let her assistant go on vacation yesterday.

Really. It fits her usual style.

"Why don't you speak?" Li Xi was a little strange, and Tang Xin who used to see her coming to urge the draft was always obliging.

Why is it so quiet this time.

Li Xi looked at her computer, it turned out to be reading comics, Xinman.com? Are you reading comics from local provinces? Look so serious?

Li Xi was a little moved. She understood that the girl in front of her was picky about her taste. Ordinary works could not enter her eyes, not to mention that her eyes were so wide that she was obviously fascinated.

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

Tang Xin pointed at the cartoon on the computer screen.

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

"Which comics club is it!" Tang Xin's voice was clear and sweet, but the speed was a little slow.

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

"Cuttlefish, as expected, I remember correctly." Tang Xin suddenly became excited.

"Then you know the author of this Rurouni Kenshin Memories, Mr. Shui Xin."

Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance?

Water heart?

Who is that!

Seeing the rare excited expression on Tang Xin's face, Li Xi was a little confused.

She. What's the matter?