My Cartoonist Guide

Two days later, Xi Muhan boarded the high-speed train returning to Yanjing and left Hongchuan.

Once again, only Shen Xin was left in the studio, but he did not feel the slightest loneliness.

While consulting the materials related to alchemy, while using the digital screen to sort out the concepts and settings of "Steel Making".

Shen Xin is busy every day.

However, through these few days of practice, Shen Xin also has a more intuitive understanding of the pen display.

When drawing, the smoothness of the lines and the pressure feeling formed when the pressure-sensitive pen touches the screen are not bad.

Since the size of the digital screen is 22 inches, it is easier to deal with details than paper. Needless to say, he can also reduce and enlarge part of the screen through the touch screen, and then draw.

However, the pen display is not all benefits.

Since the screen is glass, the damping of the pen tip and the screen is very small, and the control of the lines becomes very difficult.

In addition, the reason why cartoonists use the g pen is because they can draw lines of different thickness by controlling the strength of their fingers, and the emotions of the characters can be expressed through the changes of the lines. The screen of the pen display is relatively hard, and it is difficult for the cartoonist to control the strength and change the thickness of the lines.

In short, it will take some time for Shen Xin to adapt to the pen display.

Now, what Shen Xin lacks most is time. The system and settings of "Steel Making" are relatively complicated, and it is very time-consuming to organize it. In addition, the work progress is not fast.

In his free time, Shen Xin also contacted Gao Hang.

"When will I be there?" The little fat man couldn't wait to ask as soon as he heard Shen Xin's voice.

"Wait a few days? The current studio is completely different from before. I hope you can adapt." Shen Xin smiled.

Different?

Gao Hang was at a loss, not quite sure what the "different" in Shen Xin's mouth meant.

"Just wait two days, don't worry." Shen Xin comforted.

He regrets it now. If he bought two more digital screens in Zone 11, there would be no machines for Gaohang.

After dinner, Shen Xin returned to the studio and did a set of substandard gymnastics, stretched his muscles and bones, and then returned to the workbench, picked up the pressure-sensitive pen, and prepared to continue to organize the system and design of "Gang Lian" set.

I just drew two strokes, and the phone on the table turned on the screen.

He glanced roughly, it was a call from Wang Wenhong.

"Hey, Brother Wang. What's the matter?" Shen Xin stopped writing and connected the phone.

"Where are you now?"

"studio."

"Wait for me... I and the editor-in-chief are now in the community."

Ok? The editor-in-chief is here too?

Without thinking about it, Shen Xin guessed why Shang Haozhi came.

The next step is the game between the two sides. You must cheer yourself up.

Shen Xin got up and went to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water. He was full of energy. He just drew two more strokes when he returned to his seat, and the doorbell rang downstairs.

Opening the door of the room, Shang Haozhi stood behind the door, exhausted, with two black bags under his eyelids. It seemed that he hadn't rested well in the past few days.

Wang Wenhong from behind blinked at Shen Xin, but his face showed tension.

He believes that Shen Xin will eventually sign the contract, but there are still variables before the contract is finalized.

Shen Xin smiled, "Ms. Shang, have you been busy these days?"

"Not busy, not busy at all, there are fewer authors, and the magazine will be a little more leisurely." Shang Haozhi countered curiosity.

Two more words, "Killer's Diary" is over, "icfuture" is equivalent to missing two arms, but Shen Xin, the person involved, is not in a hurry.

Shang Haozhi feels bitter.

"Yes."

Shang Haozhi didn't expect that Shen Xin nodded seriously, and said something that made him almost run away.

"Otherwise, you won't have time to come to me."

Isn't he all because of your insufficiency?

Shang Haozhi has a black line.

Wang Wenhong pinched his thighs very much, so he didn't laugh.

This kid usually doesn't show his sensuality, and it is not at all unambiguous to hurt people.

The relationship between the three people is pretty good, and each other can make jokes like this.

If the relationship is stiff, I'm afraid it is "not too much speculation".

Shen Xin let the two people into the house and closed the door.

Shang Haozhi glanced at the assistant's workbench and was a little surprised, "Mr. Shen, the assistants are all using computers."

"Advancing with the times, cartoonists should also enjoy the benefits of technology." Shen Xin smiled.

"You have enjoyed this welfare a bit late, and other cartoonists have enjoyed it for a few years."

"I couldn't afford it at that time. Mr. Shang, are we talking on the first floor or on the second floor?"

"Isn't your working place on the second floor? Let's go up and say." Shang Haozhi stepped on the stairs and walked towards the second floor. "Listen to Xiao Wang, your lower manga is going to be set in a different world?"

"Ok."

"How is the preparation for the new work?"

"I'm searching for information and constructing a'other world', so the time to submit the name may be delayed."

Shang Haozhi stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at Shen Xin who was writing diagonally below, "Some night?"

"Starting in three months, it may be longer." Shen Xin explained.

"Three months? Still'starting'?" Shang Haozhi was exasperated, "Why don't you say a year?"

"One year? That would be better." Shen Xin nodded.

"..."

Before meeting Shen Xin, Shang Haozhi just felt tired, but now he feels upset.

"Are you from the monkey family? I set up a ‘pole’ and you climb up? Even if you resist a bit? People must have the spirit of rebellion."

Shen Xin looked innocent, "President Shang, do you think I'm joking? I'm serious."

"Then I want to listen, what reason do you have."

On the second floor, Shang Haozhi and Wang Wenhong sat on the sofa, while Shen Xin took out three cans of coffee from the drawer of the workbench, and each gave one bottle.

"I know that you are looking for me for contract matters, so I won't be close, and directly put forward my terms."

"Last year, I was waiting for you to say this." Shang Haozhi opened the coffee and took a sip, "Say it early, and it will be fine."

"First of all, I have the power to determine the length of the comic, which is the same as the previous one."

"Yes." Shang Haozhi nodded.

Since it had the first time, Shang Haozhi didn't care if there was a second time.

"Second ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Which animation company produces the new animation must pass me a nod. Don't worry, I am not doing this for any benefit, but to ensure the quality of the animation.

No matter how you say "Steel fa", it is also an animation with zero negative reviews. Shen Xin will certainly not allow the reason to be considered and reduce the quality of this animation.

Shang Haozhi frowned, with a solemn expression, "Is it necessary? The company is very concerned about the signature comics. Isn't "Soul of the Game" jointly produced by Long Yao and Orochi?"

"Sorry, Long Yao can't do it this time. At least Orochi's level."

Long Yao is already the best domestic animation company. Shen Xin's implication is that all domestic animation production companies are passed.

"This is very difficult." Shang Haozhi looked at Shen Xin seriously.

"I know that if I can't find a suitable company for the new work, I'd rather not make anime." Shen Xin said seriously, "Of course, corresponding to the copyright, I will make concessions."

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