In the empty room, Wang Ming was painting, and he wanted to find that feeling, which was important to him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He didn't know if the second five could surpass the Qin family's magic castle to be released next month, and the other party was stronger than him in terms of fame and strength. If you want to win, you can only fight, and you can only do your best in all aspects.

Improving your painting skills is fundamental.

Now, if you can grasp that special state, it is the quickest way to improve your drawing skills.

When I got into that state of full concentration, my speed and drawing skills improved, and I was able to maintain my peak level even for dozens of paintings in a row.

As we all know, people's energy will be consumed, and drawing comics is a delicate job, and as the number of pages increases, the attention will also decrease, and the consequence is that the picture becomes rough, which is also the reason why some cartoonists are unproductive.

When Wang Ming is in a state of full concentration, his attention is completely focused and will not be distracted. Every sketch drawn in this state is his most perfect state, so his most urgent thing is to control this state.

Happy thing......

Sad things......

Joys and sorrows, unforgettable feelings, all the memories that can arouse emotions he tried, but the result was helpless - he failed.

"What went wrong?"

There are not many things that Wang Ming can be sure of, so he can only try them one by one.

When I was engrossed in it for the first time, I was full of joy in my heart, and I guess I wanted to express the joy in my heart, right? This proves that this state is very energy-intensive.

"Is it because the body doesn't have enough energy storage?"

Write down this doubt on a blank piece of paper in front of you to prevent it from being forgotten.

The second time I appeared, my mood was a mixture of anger and remorse, and I wanted to sweep away all those who stood in my way, and pinned my inner anger on the pen, so the second half of the first sentence I drew would have a sharp feeling, and it was a little uncomfortable to look at.

When I came back, the women looked at Wang Ming's original manuscript, and when they saw the back, they all felt that they were depressed, as if they were being pressed against their foreheads, uncomfortable, so these manuscripts could only be given up.

"In other words, emotions affect the style of painting?"

The more you study this state, the more doubts there are, all the clues are mixed together, but the only thread is missing, if you find the starting point of everything, then the matter can be solved.

The night went on like that, and the end result was that he collapsed on his desk.

Standing in front of Wang Ming's door, Liu Zhuyan remembered what her husband said last night, and felt a little sad.

She sometimes really wishes that her family was just an ordinary family of three, and her husband would go to work every day to earn a little money to support the family, while she stayed at home and watched TV. In your free time, tidy up your house. When you're bored, go out and soak up the sun. I take my child to school in the morning, take him home in the evening, and on the way I bargain with the vegetable farmers at the market, buy vegetables that are not too fresh, and cook a simple dinner for father and son. A family of three is happy every day, no need to worry about tomorrow's day, no need to worry about the dumping of peers, and no need for such a big house, such a big family business, how good it is to pass a lifetime.

However, all this is just a fantasy, since the day I met Qing Xuan, I walked into this circle, and the day I received the marriage certificate with the heir, I completely integrated into this circle, and the label that has been attached to my body is not so easy to take off.

Taking a deep breath, he patted his cheek gently, "Cheer up, you must not let him have any more burdens." ”

"Doodoo"

"Amin, breakfast is ready, let's go downstairs to eat. ”

After waiting for a moment, she felt a little strange.

Usually he called by himself, and if Ah Ming got up, he would come and open the door, and even if he didn't get up, he would answer, but today, there was not even a little movement inside.

The more she thought about it, the more worried she became, so she pushed the door straight in.

"Amin, I'll come in. ”

Wang Ming's room was different from when he first came.

All the posters in the room have been removed, and the star posters on the bedside have been torn off early, just because of this, Wang Ming was also ridiculed by his cousin, after all, it is still quite embarrassing for idols to become your subordinates. The large shelves in the room have also been moved to the workshop, the figures have been sold, and the manga and light novels have been used to expand the warehouse. The piano in the corner was moved to the side of the computer desk, and by the window was a large drawing board with recent goals, things to do, and some essays. There is also a computer next to the large drawing board, and this one is used by Wang Ming to practice drawing on drawing software.

Creating on a computer is the trend of the future, and it is indeed more convenient than hand-drawing.

The color grading on the computer, as long as you know the code, can be easily completed, and the black and white pictures, after all, are not as good as the color ones, if you can, Wang Ming hopes that all his future works will be replaced with color.

"Squeak", Liu Zhuyan pushed the door in, and saw the waste paper littered all over the ground, just at his feet, and a ball of waste paper lying there quietly.

Leaning over to pick up the paper ball, "Well, it's not bad." ”

Although I don't like comics, Liu Zhuyan will read Wang Ming's works, and every issue of the cat will buy a copy and put it in the collection at home. She didn't say anything about this, she liked this kind of quiet feeling, quietly watching the child grow up, quietly watching him grow up, quietly accompanying him, seeing that everything was fine with him, her heart was full of happiness.

Looking at Wang Ming, who was sleeping on the table, Liu Zhuyan's face showed a trace of pity, she knew why Wang Ming was working so hard, although he didn't want his small shoulders to bear so much, but who made herself a useless mother?

The only thing you can do is to ensure logistics, right?

took a towel quilt from the wardrobe and gently covered Wang Ming's body, and the bangs on her forehead slipped off, blocking her eyes. Xu was disgusted with this wisp of bangs getting in the way, pushed it behind his ear with his fingers, looked at Wang Ming intently, and said, "Sleep in peace, no one will disturb you at home." She tried to laugh and pretend to be normal, although no one saw it, she was still laughing, and she didn't know who to show it to.

"Aunt Liu, why are you here?" Wang Ming, who had been sleeping very lightly, was awakened when he heard someone talking. Rubbing his eyes, which were still a little sour, he asked, "What time is it?"

Others always persuade Wang Ming to buy a watch, but he doesn't like it, he always feels that when he wears a watch, his wrist has a sense of restraint, he doesn't like to be restrained, he yearns for freedom.

Liu Zhuyan was already seven o'clock when she went upstairs, and it hadn't been long until now, besides, Wang Ming had already dropped out of school, so it didn't matter what time he got up.

"It's only seven o'clock, why don't you sleep a little more, and wait for the servants to call you?"

Liu Zhuyan was a little worried, Wang Ming's face was full of tiredness, and the dark circles under his eyes were sunken, indicating that he hadn't slept well at all yesterday, and she heard that it was easy to get liver cancer if she didn't sleep well, and she didn't want a white-haired person to send a black-haired person.

"It's okay, you go down first, I'll wash up, and I'll go down to eat." ”