An Expert Is actually By My Side

　　 Later, An Ming discovered that his reaction at the time was indeed a bit exaggerated.

　　 is not the same as the new giant that monopolizes the game industry that he has made up. The reality of the Yunmeng Group is far more harmonious and friendly than he wants to imagine.

　　 It’s not just the boss who took him to the elevator that’s approachable here.

　　 Both the executives and the senior employees are quite easy-going and easy to get along with at work.

　　 For such a situation, An Ming couldn't believe it.

　　 Although he is an otaku, it does not mean that he has no life experience. In fact, he has also worked part-time in some companies before.

　　The reason why he didn't stick to it was not because of his lack of ability, but simply because his personality was incompatible with the people around him, and he was slowly excluded from the circle, and finally he chose to become a freelancer.

　　 Perhaps because of its short establishment time, Yunmeng Group is completely different from the companies he has worked for.

　　 There is no such strict upper-lower-level boundary, let alone throwing dirty work to him because he is a newcomer, or doing some kind of workplace pua.

　　 Everyone is equal in personality except for different positions at work.

　　 Besides, what makes him most incredible is that all the people who work here are talented. Not only do they speak nicely, but they also think about problems completely differently from some of the colleagues he has worked with.

　　 Generally speaking, it is incredible that there are two or three such people in a company, but everyone here is like that.

　　 Although it is only a subjective feeling, An Ming feels that his feeling should not be wrong.

　　 It is precisely because of this that he has become more and more admired by Mr. Hao, who has never seen the end of the dragon.

　　 can gather so many experts together, presumably even if you put aside the things that the people who eat melons on the Internet touted, this President Hao is still quite an extraordinary expert.

　　 The 6th working day after the new year.

　　As usual, An Ming came to the company to check in, walked to his desk and sat down, turned on the computer and started a new day of work.

　　At this time, Jiang Lecheng, the department head of the art department, came over and moved a chair to sit down opposite his desk.

　　 Still not accustomed to such face-to-face communication with people, An Ming said with a slightly embarrassed expression.

　　 "What's the matter?"

　　 Jiang Lecheng is accustomed to it carelessly, and said straightforwardly.

　　 "There is something, the boss asked me to discuss with you, do you see if you are free now?"

　　 "...what's the matter?"

　　 "It's the cartoon on your bib. Mr. Hao is very curious about the follow-up of the story, so I want me to ask you if you are interested in continuing to draw that story."

　　 When she said this, Jiang Lecheng was actually puzzled.

　　 She went to read the manga that Mr. Hao said, but she didn't feel any shining points worth developing in that thing.

　　 The idea of ​​the whole comic is nothing more than the routine of traditional martial arts novels. A young man starts with a sword and bears a certain bitter faith, and then he is assassinated by the mysterious Qin assassin.

　　 To be honest, she didn't understand why those assassins were going to assassinate a hairy boy, and the assassination method resembled an experienced novice village goalkeeper.

　　 As a reader who cares more about the plot logic than the cool point, Jiang Lecheng feels that even if this thing is sent to Hai's comics to fill in the library, people may not be happy to accept it.

　　 Not to mention the IP value, where is this thing good?ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

　　 can only say, the boss’s appetite is really good!

　　 An unexpected expression appeared on An Ming's face when he heard the boss's words.

　　 "You mean... the boss wants me to finish the manga that I posted on the collar?"

　　 "That's right." Jiang Lecheng nodded, and continued, "He also said that the comics are pretty good, so it's a pity to stop. If you are willing to continue painting, he is willing to support your dreams."

　　Support my dream?

　　 An Ming was completely stunned this time. He didn't figure out the meaning of this sentence for a while, and then asked in a tentative tone.

　　 "Mr Hao meant...let me draw comics in the company?"

　　 It’s not appropriate to do private work during working hours, right?

　　 "This is one of two options."

　　 After a pause, Jiang Lecheng continued.

"Some time ago, our company established a fund that serves dreams. The name is Yunmeng Fund. Its purpose is to invest in all dream projects. If you sort out the outline of the comics, write something similar to a plan, and After passing the audit, not only can we have our own studio in Yunmeng Building, but also can get a fund of support for comic publishing, and even the adaptation of animation and film and television works."

　　 Fuck? !

　　 There is still money to update the comics?

　　 An Ming was excited for an instant, and asked in an unbelievable tone.

　　 "Is it really okay? Even comics like me that have no readers at all—"

　　 Jiang Lecheng shrugged and interrupted him. New 81 Chinese network update the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

　　 "Why not? At least Mr. Hao is still very optimistic about your comics."

　　 When she said this, she didn't even realize it, and her tone couldn't help taking on a sour taste.

　　 There is no way, everyone will be sour when changing this thing.

　　 If it hadn't been for the comics, she would go to the pit now. How good is not to speak, at least she is somewhat confident than what this guy paints.

　　 But An Ming didn't read the sour taste. At this moment, he was completely immersed in this sudden happiness.

　　 Unexpectedly, there is such a fairy company in the world, he felt so moved that he was about to cry.

　　 This statement may be a bit exaggerated, but it is his truest feeling at the moment.

　　 Anming now only hates himself. Why didn't you think about putting in a resume in Yunmeng Group, and when the executives of other companies came to the door, I remembered that there is such a company.

　　 What a mistake!

　　 After Jiang Lecheng left, An Mingguang quickly opened the word in the computer, recalling the inspiration he had when communicating with Mr. Hao on the elevator, and typed the first line of the outline——

　　 It is said that in the last years of the Warring States period, there were more warriors, and then Qin destroyed the six kingdoms, swept the world and unified the Central Plains. However, although the war is flat, internal and external troubles have not stopped. Under the order, the undercurrents are raging, the Huns are invaded in the north, and the remnants of the six kingdoms have different hearts.

　　 At this time, the world's number one swordsman, Gai Nie, and the son of his deceased Jing Ke, embarked on a journey full of thorns in order to avoid the assassin's pursuit by King Qin. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

In addition to this main storyline, An Ming referred to Mr. Hao’s brains and added a series of settings such as the Hundred Family of Scholars and the Remaining Ministers of the Six Nations on the original basis, and divided factions with distinctive characteristics. It is integrated into the plot in the form of "Wulin School".

　　 This is not just the collision between people, sword and sword, but also the sparks of faith and belief, thought and thought collision!

　　 The more you write the settings in the outline, the brighter An Ming's eyes become.

　　 Especially once the brain hole is opened, it can't stop completely.

　　 finally finished writing the entire outline, An Ming's index finger paused slightly, rubbing the enter button lightly.

　　 Speaking of which, the protagonist in his pen does not yet have a name.

　　 But at this moment, the inspiration suddenly burst from the depths of his brain, and his eyes lit up again.

　　 almost reflexively, An Ming knocked out the name that flashed from his mind.

　　 Jing Tianming!

　　 is him!

　　 At the same time, Hao Yun, who was sitting in the library of Jiangcheng University, sneezed without warning.

　　 Ahee!

　　Who is thinking about the Lord again?

　　 There was a mutter in his mouth, and Hao Yun continued to focus on the book in his hand.

　　 The timetable for the next semester has been posted.

　　 In order to make the time of this semester as free as the last semester, he intends to finish all the courses before the official start of the semester...