Feng Wuling flipped through it carefully, to be honest, it was very good, the scene was clear, the priorities were clear, the characters were angular, and some exceeded his expectations.

He reached out and took the pencil from the pencil case, returned to the first page, began to revise, and said as he draw, "Details determine success or failure, especially when paying attention to the close-up of the character, the expression of his face, whether he is laughing or crying, must match the current scene." ”

"Whew," took a pencil and began to process his face, and added some additional emotional symbols, such as exclamation, sweating, speechlessness, anger, etc., the characters immediately became lively and vivid, making the audience feel very immersed.

"Lie down! You can still play like this! It's really a long experience, the big guy deserves to be a big guy, and he has been taught!"

A group of people began to discuss the revision, and it was hastily resolved at lunchtime. It wasn't until the evening that the first three words were finally done.

"That, I have also seen your strength, it is very good, and you are very attentive. So I decided that this manga will be left to you. Feng Wuling's posture is very low, after all, their strength is still very strong, and the respect is mutual.

Face is earned by oneself, and respect is given to each other.

"Long live the big guy!

"Thank you, big guy, we will live up to the trust!" Hearing him say this, a group of people were very happy.

"That, we're going to contribute to Anime Weekly, what do you think, big guy?" Ye Wenxuan, the president, considered his tone and discussed with him, and everyone else looked at him, expecting him to answer.

Feng Wuling didn't answer immediately, thought for a while, and then said, "Submission is a must, after all, we have worked hard to make it for people to see." But Anime Weekly only has one issue a week.,And our comic has about a hundred words.,Let's discuss.,It's appropriate to submit a few words to an issue.。 ”

Yes, hearing him say this, the people in the comic club reacted in hindsight. (Slam Dunk) is counted as a hundred words, if you only submit one word a week, it will take nearly two years to finish, which is too long.

Even if it is calculated at two times a week, it will take a year. If so, it's probably acceptable.

"I think two words a week is almost doable. It was the handsome young student Fu Yuyao who spoke, and after speaking, she looked at him and asked for his opinion.

Fu Yuyao is very clear about his relationship with his cousin, and he is not at all in a hurry to pursue his cousin.

Witnessing the kneeling and licking of her friends just now made her a little dumbfounded, completely subverting her perception of her own friends.

This group of guys knelt down very thoroughly, and they didn't want any face, so they begged for his forgiveness!

She didn't come back to her senses for a long time, but she didn't dare to explain the situation to her friends, because it was too embarrassing!

After listening to her, Feng Wuling shook his head and said, "No, it's been too long." It will affect my plans, and I already have a preliminary draft for my next anime. It's just that I don't have time now, but soon, when the things under my hands are completed, the next anime will start writing the outline and drawing the main characters. ”

"Ah, so soon?Have you already thought about the next anime?" everyone in Manhuaxi Animation Club had a surprised expression.

"But if we submit three words a week, we will not slack off, we can work overtime like this every day for one or two Sundays, but if we continue to work for three or five months, we must not die of exhaustion!" Ye Wenxuan gave him a solemn face.

Feng Wuling nodded, what they said was reasonable, and thought about it seriously, "I think you should recruit troops! When our comic is released, there will definitely be many people who will come to defect." When the time comes, we will stay when we meet talented and capable people, replenish fresh blood, and expand the scale by the way. ”

After hearing this, others were a little surprised, our club is about to grow?

Then we can be regarded as veterans?

Are you going to take a little brother under your hands?

"I think it's okay, what the big guy said is reasonable!" spoke in favor of the rich second generation who has always spoken very little, Chu Yi.

Ye Wenxuan also nodded after listening, "That's okay, I'll submit the first three words later, and then we'll work overtime for two weeks." I think in two weeks, someone will come to us. ”

Not only him, but other people in the anime club can't wait to contribute, this is the fruit of their hard work, for (slam dunk), they even stopped their original comics, and they paid a lot for it, so I also hope to be recognized by the public as soon as possible.

"Well, let's do it for now, it's getting late, I need to go back to school. I'll come back tomorrow and continue writing the outline later. He said and looked up at his watch, it was almost seven o'clock, and it was time to go back.

A few people sent him out, and there were already thousands of lights outside, and the sun didn't even leave a trace of afterglow on the earth, and galloped away without hesitation.

One by one, the high-rise buildings are lit up, like a huge honeycomb, which is magnificent. Stroll through the brightly lit streets, where people and cars come and go, each running around.

You and I are mortals, living in the world, running around all day long, and not being idle for a moment. Since he is not an immortal, it is inevitable that there will be distracting thoughts, morality is put on both sides, and the word is placed in the middle. How many men are angry, and how many birds in the same forest have become flying geese...... When have you ever seen that the world has changed for people and has the face of dreams, is it even a spring?

As I walked, I was thinking about it in my head.

In a small park in front of me, there was a faint sound of singing, and there were people in twos and threes, singing in the streets.

"The rotation of the earth is one day at a time

That's a day of missing you

True, good, and beautiful love

......

Love you for 10,000 years

Love you to stand the test

Flying beyond the limits of time"

The song is now on the verge of dominating the world, with the highest number of on-demand radio programs, the most sung in bars, and even in video stores on the streets.

It's good now, the street singers are also ruled by it!

He felt very curious, he hadn't seen a singer since he came to this world, so he walked over slowly and stood on the outskirts of the crowd.

There should be three men and one woman singing in it, because the figures can't see clearly, but there are occasional female voices.

To his surprise, they were not playing background music, but live accompaniment.

Drum kits, guitars, basses, electronic organs, etc., are quite complete, and he stands on the periphery and listens with taste, his hands tapping back and forth on the hem of his trousers to the beat.

Several of them have their own division of labor, and the cooperation is in place, and the basic skills are solid, so it seems that they should have undergone professional training.

The bassist's skills should be the deepest, and he directly inserted a show of skill, his fingers swept wildly on the strings, and the sound wave of explosions rolled out.

As the song was sung, more and more onlookers gathered, many people raised their mobile phones to take pictures, and a few people hummed aloud.

The clear voice sings the night sky of this small park, and the mood is also relaxed, some people hum to the beat, some shake their heads to the rhythm, this is the charm of music, and this is also the spiritual imprint given when music was first created.

Pleasant and pessimistic mood, relax the tense spirit, drive away the fatigue of the body, and wash the turbid mind.

He was constantly busy during this time, copying novels, scripts, and comics, and he had to take classes to learn cultural knowledge during the day, and he had to read books for a while when he had the only time he had.

Tonight in this small park, he was relieved by this unknown little band, and did not let him go further and further on the road of neurotics.

It's quite fateful, they deserve to meet themselves, meeting is fate, they can meet themselves, they are also fate, I don't know how many wooden fish they broke in their last life!

is the same as the end of the world, why should we have met before!

He thought to himself with a stinking fart.