Wang Buyi didn't call to ask about the sales of the novel...... But I'm still happy to hear the numbers.

Different from the exaggerated and exciting game version, the novel version of "My Anti-Japanese" is majestic, co-written by screenwriter Ke and Mr. Meng, with a full sense of history, depicting the process of growing up in battle for the next soldier in the big era.

Such a novel with good quality and correct content will naturally sell well. Bozhong Bookstore, Xinhua Bookstore, and major booksellers saw the success of the first chapter, and all bought a large number of copies before the second chapter was released, striving to have something to sell as soon as the novel hit the shelves. So the number of shipments is very impressive.

Wang Bucheng turned to get down to business: "Do you know a more talented female cartoonist who is good at creating beautiful characters?" ”

"Female cartoonists? I have several illustrators on hand, but all of them are men. I don't know if it can be used. The editor-in-chief said.

So Wang Buyi told the editor-in-chief about the operable characters of the prequel mini-game, saying: "These three characters must be very popular with female players." The artists of Celadon Technology are all men, and it is not easy to grasp the key points. So I was looking for a female cartoonist to do the original design. ”

"That's right...... If you want to keep improving, the few people I have on my hands may not be able to satisfy you. But I know that there is a person in Nanjiang named Wen Ling. I've seen her comics and they're very beautiful. The editor-in-chief said. Since Wang Buyi is going to face women, then he can't recommend it indiscriminately.

"Is the person you're talking about really talented?" Wang asked.

"In this way, I'll show you our recent illustrations and Wen Ling's comics, and you decide, how about it?" The editor-in-chief said.

"Okay, you hurry up." The king did not live up to his promise, and it is indeed best to see the difference.

……

The editor-in-chief took their illustrations, and Wen Ling's works, and then rushed to Celadon Technology in a race against time.

Can you not be in a hurry, Wang does not live up to the rare order to come down with one thing, if the editor-in-chief still drags three and four, what will the boss think?

When the editor-in-chief saw Wang Buful, he didn't say much nonsense, and immediately spread out a bunch of templates for Wang Bubu to choose.

The pictures on the table, Wang Buyi could see at a glance, two of them looked particularly aura, one was the back of a girl running, and from the pictures, he seemed to be able to feel the youthful breath of his hair flicking and flicking. The other is a handsome young man, who is also quite handsome.

Looking at the signatures of those two cartoons again, it is indeed the work of "Wen Ling".

"Is this cartoonist a woman?" Wang Buyi looked at Wen Ling's works carefully, the comics were only in black and white, and he could actually draw the effect that the pupils were shining. Generally, only girls do this kind of thing, using this kind of detail to portray the emotions of the characters. Male cartoonists prefer to depict large backgrounds to render emotions.

The editor-in-chief said, "It must be a woman." She called me last year, and her voice was soft and weak, saying that she wanted to give us calligraphy and illustrations, but at that time we happened to have no books to publish, so we politely refused her. She never came to me again, and now she seems to be a cartoonist. Serialized manga in manga magazines. ”

"Can we still get in touch with her now?" Wang asked.

The editor-in-chief suggested: "Otherwise, try to contact Wen Ling's comic club directly." With the fame of Celadon Technology, they should provide you with Wen Ling's news. ”

Wang agreed, took the number given by the editor-in-chief, and called the comic club directly.

Wen Ling's comic club has a magazine that sells well, although it can't be compared with the comic clubs in Japan, but in terms of the province, it ranks absolutely at the top. The editor-in-chief of the comic club was deciding on a new year's issue, but received an unfamiliar number.

I only heard the voice coming from the earpiece: "Hello, I am Wang Buful." ”

The editor-in-chief of the comic club was stunned for a long time before he reacted and said, "Oh, please wait a minute." ”

Then the first thing is to call an assistant and check the caller ID.

"It's a call from Celadon Technology." After the assistant checked, he reported.

The editor-in-chief wondered in his heart, isn't Wang Buzhu engaged in games, how could he come to find a small comic club? Puzzled: "What is the matter with you?" ”

Wang Buyi said: "I need a comic book to help with the original painting now, and now I happen to see Wen Ling's work, can you tell me Wen Ling's contact information?" ”

The editor-in-chief opened his mouth, but closed it again. It must be a huge opportunity to make original paintings for Celadon Technology. Wen Ling's work is not popular at all, rather than giving her the opportunity, it is better to intercept it and help the comic club go further. He thought about it for a long time and made a decision. But when he was about to say it, he was a little afraid.

Celadon Technology is a company with one building, and compared to the comic club, that is the difference between giants and ants.

At the thought of success or failure, the editor-in-chief gritted his teeth and said: "Wen Ling doesn't have a phone, and she usually has to come to our door to communicate." In this way, you can fax us the detailed requirements of the original painting, and we will take it to Wen Ling, how about it? ”

Wang didn't think about it, he didn't believe in the statement that there was no phone and he had to come to the door, but he only thought that the comic club was probably going to take a cut or something, so he didn't care. If it happens this time, he will have a place to cooperate with the comic club in the future.

Wang Bubu roughly explained the requirements of the original painting, and then said: "You and Wen Ling make it clear, the original painting of this game costs 1,000 yuan a piece." By this standard, I still have a lot of original drawings to do in the future. ”

The editor-in-chief's heart pounded and asked, "How many shots will you make in total?" ”

"Next year, we will make about 200 or more." Wang said. In "Stunning Rivers and Mountains", the characters of Chu and Qin, orcs, humans, and gods from another world all need to make original paintings. Maybe more than two hundred.

Two hundred! One thousand, that's 200,000 yuan! The editor-in-chief made up his mind and made up his mind, and all of them were organized by the comic club.

Wang Buyi didn't know that the editor-in-chief had a different heart, and said, "Thank you then." When the three original drawings are ready, I will send you the money immediately. ”

"It's Friday and I'm trying to do it next Monday...... Let Wen Ling draw it. The editor-in-chief said.

……

At this time.

In one of the Nam River.

A young girl with a pale face and withered hair was sitting in a chair with a blank look. In front of her was an open envelope with thick drawings inside. On the envelope lay a letter of return, which read: "Thank you for your submission, my publishing house currently does not have the conditions and channels to publish comics, please don't be discouraged, ...... more"

Next to her, a middle-aged woman slapped the table angrily: "Wen Ling, how many times have you been rejected now?" Every time you tell me, let me give you another chance, have you succeeded? ”

The pale girl was Wen Ling. She was so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry: "Drawing comics abroad can be regarded as a profession, why do you always oppose ......"

"Because you can't make money by painting!" The middle-aged woman said categorically.

Wen Ling lowered her head and said, "I now contribute to the comic club every month, and I can earn one hundred and fifty yuan......"

The middle-aged woman said loudly: "One hundred and fifty yuan, what is enough?" In order to find you a job, your father drank with people every day some time ago! I drank until I broke my head when I walked, and it took a lot of effort to find you a good job, and I had 800 yuan a month, and you didn't go directly, and I wanted to try again! Okay, how about it, rejection! Are you worthy of your dad? Are you worthy of me? ”

Wen Ling didn't dare to go out recently. The neighbors all know that this family lives in a woman in her twenties who doesn't go out to work. Her father finally asked her for a job, but Wen Ling didn't go directly, which was simply unfilial to the extreme.

Wen Ling asked in a low voice, "Can you give me some more time?" Give me another year, and even if it doesn't work, I promise that I won't want to paint again. ”

"Who won't let you draw? You go to work during the day and come back at night to paint, who would say you? The middle-aged woman was angry and walked around the house, "Look at the family next door, he works during the day and goes home at night to play games, saying that he wants to be a professional gamer in the future and play games to make money, do you see his parents stopping him?" ”

"I've worked before, and if I go to work, I don't have time to think about drawings......," Wen Ling pleaded, "I really want to draw comics, and from the time I saw the first comic book, I wanted to draw the story in my heart." Can you give me a little more time? One year ...... Half! Half a year is fine. ”

The middle-aged woman sighed and said, "Your dad has come back drunk every night these days, have you noticed?" ”

"What's wrong with him?" Wen Ling was stunned.

"He's helping you find a job again. As parents, we don't want you to be rich and rich, as long as you honestly find a job and don't be laughed at. We're all for your good, why don't you know? The middle-aged woman wiped her tears as she spoke, why was her daughter so disobedient? Everyone else is looking for a job, so she stays at home, thinking about endless things every day, trying to make money from comics.

Wen Ling was dumbfounded, she looked at her mother, and then at the rejection on the table, at a loss.

Her dream is to paint, to see the protagonists in her mind become lifelike, young girls laughing loudly, handsome boys are also laughing loudly, watching her imagination jump onto the paper through the lines, Wen Ling's heart will be very satisfied.

But reality is not a comic. Her dream is ridiculous and weak, and the comic book club only pays a meagre 150 yuan per month. She gets the money and sends her comic book to the publishing house, but the result is always a failure. It is extremely rare to receive a rejection this time.

Looking for a job? Wen Ling looked at the comic book and finally made up her mind.

"Mom, I'm going to find a job. I'm going to talk to the comic club now, and I'll give them next month's manuscript, and I'll never draw comics again. After Wen Ling finished speaking, her heart ached.