It was already five or six o'clock in the afternoon when he got off the plane. Unlike Shangjing, where it was snowing lightly, although it was a little cold, it was not enough for people to wear heavy down jackets.

A cold drizzle of rain fell on the concrete floor outside the airport. In the warm waiting hall, the survivor took off his coat and held it in his hand, and his eyes swept over the signs held by the people outside.

The editor-in-chief of "Demon City Boy" said that he came to pick up the airport and should be here. Not long after, he saw a middle-aged editor with greasy hair and a hooked nose holding a sign with his name written on it. Like an underground party connector, he stepped forward to the code-

"Uh, The Walking Dead?"

"Oh oh, the surviving teacher, come on, come on, go this way. "The middle-aged editor is very enthusiastic.

"You're not afraid that someone will pretend to be me?"

"Anyway, whether it's or not, let's catch it back first. The nature of the painting is the real teacher. The middle-aged editor with greasy hair quipped.

Thinking about it, when he was about to leave the departure hall, he put on his clothes again. Sure enough, as soon as the automatic door opened, the cold wind outside blew the whole person in a daze.

"Surviving teacher, are you okay? Although the weather in the Demon Capital is only sixteen or seventeen degrees today, the cold on our side is wet and cold, and many teachers from the north come to us and say that the cold is unbearable. ”

"It's okay......"

The middle-aged editor is a chatterbox, others don't speak, and he can speak vigorously alone.

"As for our "Weekly Magic City Boy", although the sales are not as good as "Shangjing Boy", the treatment of the author is very good. Needless to say, five insurances and one housing fund, the lowest-level serial author can also get 200,000 a year. Teacher, you are a new work to reward the birth, you can enjoy LV2 treatment in our place, and there are all kinds of vigorous promotion. ”

"Hmmm......"

A black van pulled up in front of the two. The middle-aged editor opened the back door and let the survivors go first. Then he sat next to him again: "Can you have a special person to pick up the airport in "Shangjing Boy"? Is there a special car to pick you up? No." There are too many authors of "Shangjing Boy", unless you get LV4 and LV5, otherwise it is difficult to be taken seriously by them! "Wanyou Wang", which was very fierce on the neck last time, has a good result, right? It's not that it was almost cut in half. So the editors there really don't treat the author as a human being......"

"You're quite well-informed, and you even know their internal information. ”

"The industry is so big, you will always hear some rumors...... the editor touched his shiny nose and changed the topic, "Teacher, do you want to go to the attractions of the magic capital, the Bund and the City God Temple here are very famous?"

"No, I still want to try my best to draw the storyboard behind it and catch up with the serialization schedule. ”

"Then again. I didn't expect you to listen to our opinions and cooperate with Teacher Dark. Originally, you insisted on drawing it yourself......"

"I also know that my drawing skills are not good, after all, I didn't draw comics professionally before. He smiled self-deprecatingly, "Before, it was because the contract of "Shangjing Boy" was relatively harsh, and if you find someone to work with, you can't live as a cartoonist at all." It's different now, the income from the original work alone is enough to support my family, so why don't I make up for this shortcoming? I'm not stupid. ”

"It's a wise choice! Mr. Black Night is a veteran cartoonist who has debuted for more than ten years, and if it weren't for the fact that the story was not well written, it wouldn't be as black and not popular as it is now. With the help of your story, you will definitely be able to make a hit!"

"No, before it is actually published, no one can guarantee whether a work will be popular or not. The survivor waved his hand.

After experiencing a movie Waterloo, the surviving character has become a little more cautious. In the past, he would never have been so modest.

"The Walking Dead" embodies his hard work, although he is very confident in the story, but he also knows that if he designs the plot casually because the subject matter is relatively new. It's just a waste of this story......

So for the later story, he has always had a feeling that he has no idea where to start.

"Teacher, you are too modest. Ah, here we are, this is the studio I was talking to you about on the phone. Why don't you go check it out first?"

"Good. ”

Spread out the umbrella and walk into the building in the drizzle. The studio is on the twenty-second floor, and the original appearance of the studio is displayed in front of the eyes of the survivors.

This is a cottage with a hundred pings. The two rows in the main hall are bookshelves filled with a variety of comic books. On the workbench, common comic tools are readily available. The survivor picked up a dipping pen and looked at it, it was from the A company. It seems that "Magic City Boy" has really made a lot of money.

The greasy editor introduced them one by one: "This is the master bedroom, and this is the bathroom. Teacher Night doesn't stay here, it's all for you. Rent is reimbursed by the company and is not included in the remuneration. If you have any other requirements, we will meet them within reasonable limits. ”

The survivor was a little embarrassed: "This ...... Such conditions are a little too good. I didn't expect that you would even have a house ready, and you would be so thoughtful that you even bought all your daily necessities. ”

"Nothing, that's what we should do. There are reasons for the surviving teacher himself. If you weren't able to draw such a good work, the editor-in-chief wouldn't have given such good conditions to the teacher. ”

Something is not a taste of not dying. I didn't expect that he couldn't even mix up with a normal newcomer contract in "Shangjing Boy", but he could enjoy such a generous treatment in "Magic City Boy", he really didn't create a good work, and he felt like he couldn't live with the editor-in-chief.

But what makes him feel extremely sorry for the editor-in-chief is that he has recently encountered a bottleneck in his creation.

Just like he told Lear. Although the first episode is drawn, there is still a setting for how the story unfolds later. He had no clue.

Also thought about it for a while on the plane. But maybe because the heating was turned on too comfortably, I fell asleep halfway through the thought......

So now I haven't written a word.

And now that I have just experienced the exhaustion of a long journey, it is even more difficult to draw.

Maybe it was because of the stress that he had insomnia. Early the next morning, he pushed open the door with two thick dark circles under his eyes, startling the editor in charge of delivering breakfast.

"Teacher, what's wrong, can't you get used to sleeping in the bed here?"

"No, it's just a bit of a headache to think about the plot. By the way, where do you think the second episode should start the story?"

"I ...... this, teacher, it's good for you to make a decision. ”

"Forget it, you put the bun here, I'll eat it later." ”

I found that there is still a gap between the editor in charge of "Demon City Boy" and the editor of "Shangjing Boy". The young editor he met in Shangjing, although he was not very old, was very knowledgeable and gave him a lot of stories to build upon.

But he said too much at the time, so he hadn't fully digested it. In retrospect, it seems that it did work in writing.

Why don't you try to write what he says?

He sat down at his desk and closed his eyes to recall what he had said. After recalling for a while, he put pen to paper and continued to write faster and faster, and more smoothly and smoothly.

When the idea is smooth, inspiration is like a reservoir that opens the floodgates, pouring thousands of miles. The ideas that flowed out turned into words, staring at the manuscript paper one by one, and in a few moments, he was writing a large page.

While his hand was still hot, he turned the story on the paper into a storyboard. Looking at the full finished product and the barely moving hour hand, he had a feeling of disbelief.

It's true...... Already finished?

"The surviving teacher, the night teacher has arrived. ”

"Oh, let him in, I've finished storyboarding. He said.