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(The name of "Slam Dunk" was revised at the beginning, and the classmates shouted the pit, well, it was not well thought out at the time, in fact, I also felt that it was a pit, so it has been changed to be a little more pleasant.) ）

It has been several days since Lin Jing started painting "Slam Dunk".

For the first time, Lin Jing felt that the re-creation of the traverser would also be very troublesome, although she had all the pictures and plot text of "Slam Dunk" in her head, and all the background information and names had been modified, it was still very troublesome.

Drawing a comic book is a delicate job that cannot be impetuous, and there is too much work to be done by one person, starting from the composition, filling in the details, and depicting the text.

If you want to draw this comic well, Lin Jing even had to learn how to draw comics while practicing painting, but fortunately, "Slam Dunk" is semi-realistic, and Lin Jing, who has sketching skills, is more suitable for this kind of drawing.

And for the time being, she is still a pencil to hit the world.

Those professional comic tools, such as duckbill pens, D nibs, G nibs, copy tables, hanging net knives, dot paper, etc., she really hasn't used them yet, or she hasn't learned to use them yet.

In her previous life, she had no experience in drawing comics, but at this time she was still a very amateur comic hand.

In the evening, Lin Jing and Liang Yinning came out of the library and walked to the bicycle shed.

Students are not prohibited from driving cars on campus, but none of the students who drive to and from class have seen them so far, and most of them are bicycles, either on the school bus or on foot. Lin Jing and Liang Yinning are not the kind of people who like to be showy and high-profile, so naturally they won't just drive cars in and out without saying anything.

"Is the painting ready?" Liang Yinning asked, she was referring to the "long-awaited" "Slam Dunk".

"Wasn't you next to you just now, and you didn't see the painting before it was finished?" Lin Jing sorted out the stack of books in her hand and put a few large ones into the basket.

"I wanted to read the whole page, so I couldn't help but read it." Liang Yinning said, "You don't know how hard you endured just now, and you didn't even read a few pages of "The Wealth of Nations" for half a day. ”

Lin Jing ignored her pitiful appearance, and saw that she didn't mean to ride a bicycle by herself, and asked, "Where's your bicycle?" ”

In the afternoon, the two of them took different classes, and they didn't come to the library at the same time, and they were able to come out at the same time at this time, and it only happened that they met.

In fact, in Xiangjiang Chinese University, which has no concept of classes, two people in the same college, the same major and the same dormitory, often diverge in their itineraries because of the different courses they take.

Like Lin Jing and Liang Yinning, who live in the same dormitory from different colleges, most of the time they can only get together at night.

"I walked here after class in the afternoon." Liang Yinning replied.

"Then walk back."

"The afternoon class was on the Shaw building near the library, so I didn't come by bike." Liang Yinning took Lin Jing's hand and shook it, "Friends and roommates, aren't you so unrighteous?" ”

"Do you think I look like a coolie?"

"Isn't it like coolies, is it my coolies?" Liang Yinning dragged Lin Jing's hand, and vowed not to give up if she didn't carry her, and she was in tears.

"I'm afraid of you, come up." Lin Jing stepped on the bicycle, propped her feet on the ground, and said.

Liang Yinning suddenly smiled, sat on the back seat of the bicycle, took Lin Jing's backpack by the way, took out a stack of sketches and said, "You carry the backpack, I'll help you get the sketches." ”

"I knew you would." Lin Jing said angrily, and then with a force on her feet, the bicycle rolled forward.

Facing the sunset, riding the evening breeze with residual temperature, the two went in the direction of the dining hall.

"Hahaha......" Liang Yinning in the back seat suddenly laughed wildly without a ladylike attitude.

Lin Jing glanced back, she was reading the first episode of the drawn "Slam Dunk", the first six pages of "Duanmu Flower Road".

These six pages begin with the confession of the junior high school student Duanmu Hanamichi to the girl.

"I'm sorry, Duanmu-san, I like Oda-san of the basketball team." The confession of Duanmu Ikebana, the girl said.

Duanmu Hanamichi was instantly heartbroken and burst into tears, and his heartless friends, the Duanmu Army, saw his heartbroken appearance, and they were elated one by one, beating gongs, drums, blowing trumpets, and scattering flowers in unison, celebrating his record of being rejected by fifty girls.

Then, the Duanmu Legion was all tragic.

"Egg-sized redness, hee-hee, and a little smoke......" Liang Yinning looked at the six pages over and over again, and muttered the humorous details in his mouth, "Ah Jing, you are so bad!" ”

Also, the realistic and somewhat exaggerated Q printmaking style of "Slam Dunk" looks really interesting, Lin Jing smiled.

These pages of comics are different from the novels she has written before, and they take a lot more energy than when she wrote the novel.

Although because she is still an amateur comic novice, the pages of "Slam Dunk" are a little messy, but it is quite "fulfilling" to be recognized.

"Ahh

Liang Yinning behind him suddenly screamed, and his body was shaking violently, and Lin Jing, who was unprepared, almost didn't hold the direction of the bicycle.

"What's wrong?" Lin Jing said hard, stabilized the front of the bicycle, and then held the brake to stop the bicycle.

"Wind, sketch-" Liang Yinning jumped off the back seat as soon as the bicycle stopped, and shouted in a panic, "I accidentally didn't hold it just now, let the wind blow the sketch away, hurry down and help pick it up." ”

"You daredevil."

This is the fruit of several days of labor, and if it is blown into the water, it is really a cry without tears. Lin Jing thought about it, so she hurriedly parked her bicycle.

"One page, two pages ......" Liang Yinning ran after the sketch that drifted away in the wind.

"Did you pick it up?" Lin Jing held a page in her hand.

"I've got four pages here, yours there, and one page, ah, over there." Liang Yinning pointed to a page of drawings under a tree by the lake not far away and shouted, "The wind stops, don't blow it, if it blows again, it will blow into the lake." ”

However, it was okay that she didn't scream, and as soon as she screamed, a sudden gust of wind blew. It was so strange that it was so coincidental that she thought that the wind was against her.

"Huh?" Liang Yinning was so anxious that tears almost flowed out.

Seeing that the sketch was in danger and was about to float into the water, he suddenly stretched out a hand from behind the tree and grabbed the sketch that had been blown up by the wind.

"Thank goodness." Liang Yinning ran over overjoyed, and when he saw the owner of that hand, he blurted out, "Rich second generation? ”

I saw that he was dressed in white clothes like snow, his face was as beautiful as a woman, he still had a pair of big headphones around his neck, and Sony's new tape Walkman, that is, A1KMAN, hanging on his waist, and he was looking at Liang Yinning with some surprise.

This is not the rich second generation Chu Tiankuo, who else.

"Chu Tiankuo?" Lin Jing was also a little surprised to meet the rich second-generation Chu Tiankuo here, thinking that he was sitting under the tree listening to music just now, and just saw the sketch blown by the wind, so he grabbed it in his hand out of curiosity.

"Ning Ning?" Chu Tiankuo stood up, his expression a little strange.

"Give me the sketch." Liang Yinning pointed to the sketch in Chu Tiankuo's hand, frowned slightly, and said, "Also, don't call me Ning Ning." ”

Chu Tiankuo listened, nodded, but did not hand over the sketch immediately, but picked it up and looked at it a few times, and then asked, "When did you like comics?" ”

"I've liked it since I was a child, but I just didn't tell you." Liang Yinning snorted, and then snatched the sketch with one hand.

"Hmm." Chu Tiankuo replied and let go of his hand.

After picking up the sketch, Lin Jing saw that Liang Yinning seemed to be a little unwilling to see Chu Tiankuo, and didn't want to stay longer, so she nodded to Chu Tiankuo and wanted to leave.

"Wait." Chu Tiankuo suddenly shouted.

"What else?" Liang Yinning said impatiently.

"I've heard about the basketball court, thank you." Chu Tiankuo seemed to have mustered up great courage to say this, he paused for a few seconds after speaking, thought for a while, and then continued, "May I ask, who drew that cartoon?" ”

"What, you're interested in comics?" Liang Yinning said suspiciously.

"In recent years, I have been studying." Chu Tiankuo talked about the comics, his expression was slightly excited.

"Well drawn?" Liang Yinning asked.

"It feels okay." Chu Tiankuo replied.

Liang Yinning stared at Chu Tiankuo for a few moments, and then as if he thought of something, he said to Lin Jing: "Ah Jing, I see that you have been painting very hard in the past few days, do you want to find a helper?" ”

"Helper?"

"yes, that's him. I know him as a person, he has always been a person who doesn't talk big, and since he says that he feels okay, the level must be good. If he helped, you wouldn't be as busy as you are now. ”

When Lin Jing heard this, she felt that it made sense.

She has a lot to do, and if she does everything herself, even if she has too much energy, she may still not be able to achieve 10% of her plan even if she dies. In that case, why not leave things that aren't core to other professionals?

Just like "Slam Dunk", because she is a novice, she has worked hard. It's just such a comic, and if you do it alone, I'm afraid you won't be able to finish it until the Year of the Monkey.

If there is a skilled worker like Chu Tiankuo who has specialized in comics and has studied for several years to help, the progress will inevitably speed up a lot, and there is no need to draw a few pages a week like now. As long as you master the plot and painting style, you won't make any big mistakes.

So Lin Jing nodded.

"Chu Tiankuo, this cartoon was drawn by Lin Jing. Also, I now formally invite you to join our comic club and draw comics together. Liang Yinning said, shaking the sketch of "Slam Dunk" in his hand, "It's this kind of youthful comic." ”

"Comic club, draw comics?" Chu Tiankuo said puzzled.

"Like a man, don't be so awkward, say, the original intention or unwilling?" Liang Yinning saw Chu Tiankuo's appearance again, and said a little unhappily.

"Original meaning." Chu Tiankuo seemed to be a little afraid of Liang Yinning's appearance, and replied very simply.

"Okay, let's go together, go to the canteen, and we'll talk about specific cooperation matters while we eat."

"Yin Ning, why do we have a comic club?"

"Nonsense, otherwise how can you lure him to the bait!"

(Sanjiang tickets have risen so slowly recently, and the first position may be difficult to protect!) ）