Some creators rely on the accumulation of life and knowledge to create, while others rely on tapping into their own inspiration and consuming their emotions to create.

The first type of author will get bogged down in emotional and emotional difficulties, and will be too fond of popular science and flat and straightforward narratives to make the reader feel bored.

The second type of writer will often fall into confusion and miss direction, even if the outline has been made a long time ago, but because of all kinds of inspiration and emotional outbursts to think of better ideas, the outline will be completely destroyed.

But no matter which direction you go, making a long-form story is a challenge for everyone.

In Wu Sheng's last life, all the migrant workers and long-form serials, whether they were Hokage or Death, collapsed in the later stage.

Part of the reason is that the author's story has already been written, but the commercial success of the work has led to coercion from readers, magazines, and income.

The follow-up plot is either to add villains indiscriminately, resulting in the collapse of the combat power setting, and the protagonist's team explodes in various ways.

Either the character collapsed directly, and the plot was so boring that it was confused, resulting in the late festival being unsafe, and being directly cut in half.

Creators in this era are lucky, as long as there are readers and audiences who like them, they can have no worries about food and clothing, and even a bumper harvest of material and spiritual, their income can enter the gold-collar class, and they can win various awards.

But there are two sides to everything, you have to give what you get, and unless the creators of this era have reached a high level of prestige, they cannot fully control the content they create.

In other words, most of the literary and artistic works of this era are more entertaining, and there are very few with high artistic value.

This is probably the era of great entertainment after material abundance, and the saying that bad money drives out good money has always been said.

But everyone's opinion on who is bad and who is good is different.

After all, the things you create are meant to be seen, aren't they?

Wu Sheng said to Yacheng Mu Mengye, who was excited, "Why are you in such a hurry? ”

He expressed his puzzlement that Majo's liver was so sick that he vomited blood and fainted and was hospitalized: "Isn't it necessary to be happy to draw a truly interesting manga when drawing a manga?" ”

Majo doesn't think so: "Takeda-sensei, in fact, weekly serialization is really a very torturous job. ”

Wu Sheng nodded, expressing his understanding, weekly serialization is a terrifying work comparable to more than 10,000 online articles.

He doesn't say anything as an adult, but Nami on the side doesn't have that many thoughts.

She subconsciously retorted: "I don't feel like it's too hard, huh?" ”

"Ah, that's probably because you guys started serializing." Majo sincerely advised: "Please be sure to prepare the follow-up plot and direction as soon as possible." ”

"Ah, I'm not worried about that." Nami patted Wu Sheng's shoulder, and her emotions were very emotional: "The story of "Notes of the Dead King" has ended......"

？？？？？？

The eyes of the other two boys present instantly widened.

Wu Sheng hurriedly glared at her.

Nami realized that she had lost her words, ah, it's all Takeda's fault, today's performance was so good, she was very proud now.

"It's over??!" Majo shouted in surprise, "Are you only going to draw 10 words?" ”

Wu Sheng saw that Nami had said it, and explained helplessly: "No, it's about 60 words." ”

After finishing, he hurriedly added a sentence, so as not to make people feel that they were too inflated: "When the time comes, it depends on the results or readers' feedback to add or delete." ”

"Uh-huh." Nami nodded.

"But don't talk about this to anyone else, I only gave Mr. Hattori a 40-word storyboard here, and he thought I was still drawing." Wu Sheng said to the two.

"Ahh Okay, don't worry! We're not talkative! Zhencheng hurriedly said, his mind was blank, and he had no idea what it was like to have 60 chapters of storyboarding.

You're just starting to serialize! How did it end!?

As he spoke, he suddenly thought, "What if there is a fire and the editor wants you to continue drawing?" ”

"It's good to start a new comic, if a story can't end at the most perfect time, it's a waste of the story!"

Zhencheng nodded subconsciously, especially envious of this kind of genius player.

In the final analysis, the two of Yacheng Mu Mengye probably belong to that kind of hard-working genius.

With his new wife and Wu

There is still a gap between winning this kind of open-minded genius.

"Then again, are you happy drawing comics now?" Wu Sheng asked.

In life, the three most feared questions.

Are you happy?

Are you happy?

What are your dreams?

Even if it is changed to this world, it is still a killer move.

I saw that this psychic attack pierced straight into Majo's chest, instantly knocking him into a state of distraction

"I ...... Of course ......"

Happy, of course, right?

When I first started drawing comics, I was really happy every minute and every second.

But when creation becomes routine, dreams become work, enthusiasm is gradually consumed, and inspiration is gradually lost, is he really happy?

Majo's answer now is, "I don't know." ”

"It doesn't matter, happiness can't be permanent." Wu Sheng smiled and said, "As long as you are willing." ”

Zhencheng nodded and didn't answer, as if he was also in deep thought because of Wu Sheng's words.

It takes a lot of effort and pain to be buried in the snow in order to make real wine at this time.

He knows why Majo is fighting so hard because he and his first love childhood friend agreed to get married as long as their comics are animated.

is also because his own uncle, who is also a cartoonist, lost his liver because of drawing comics.

All kinds of reasons caused him to be anxious, so he put his liver in the hospital at the beginning of the year.

This is really a man who eats on his dreams, a ruthless man who doesn't want to die for his dreams.

They talked for a while, and when Takagi was still sitting on the stairs writing and drawing, he and Nami took their leave.

Of course, they also exchanged contact information when they left, and he was very interested in the circle of manga artists in Yacheng Mumeha.

There seem to be some very interesting people in there.

So he made an appointment with Majo that if there was a party of cartoonists or something, he could call them.

"Yacheng Mumengye is greener than I thought." Nami laughed.

"Hehe, the main thing is that I'm very mature." Wu Sheng said with a smile.

Nami glanced at him, "Shameless." ”

"Hahaha, do we still have to be on duty to make fried noodles this afternoon?" Wu Sheng suddenly thought of the campus festival in the class.

Nami nodded, "Yes." ”

"Eh, no one will recognize me and ask me to sign it, right?" Wu Sheng suddenly thought.

"Phew! What a face! ”

The two were walking, and Wu Sheng suddenly saw a freckled boy with a cowboy hat walking towards him.

"Ace?" He suddenly shouted.

"Huh!" Ace is eating a bunch of snacks in one hand, a mouthful of skewers, and a mouthful of maltose, not afraid of the taste at all.

He also recognized Wu Sheng: "You weren't the ..... with Luffy just now"

"Asahi Takeda." Wu Sheng smiled and said, "We just happened to be looking for Luffy, do you want to come along?" ”

"Hahaha, wait, wait until I walk around these two floors and finish eating!" Ace held up the snack in his hand to signal that he still wanted to shop: "By the way, this morning's performance was super good!" ”

"Hahaha, thank you!" Wu Sheng smiled and nodded: "Then we'll see you later." ”

"Mmmm, I'll see you later~"

Ace had no idea how Wu Sheng could know him.

Nami looked at Takekatsu with a strange expression: "How did you recognize Luffy's brother?" ”

"I've seen the photos." Wu Sheng said as a matter of course.

"Uh-oh." Nami didn't dig deeper, and she did spend less time playing with Luffy after drawing manga.

"It's not our turn to do the activities in the class so soon, let's go back to the activity room first, right?"

"Well, let's go to the campus festival together."

"Let's go!"

......

When the two returned to the activity room, they saw that Chopper was already under Brooke's guidance

I had a lot of fun with my guitar.

This is the reaction of every student who is new to the guitar, thinking that he can become a master all at once, but when he actually plays it, he finds that the ceiling of the instrument is extremely high, so he grabs a few chords and then announces his abandonment.

The other three members of the band had enough rest.

The big guys went out together, wanting to enjoy the campus festival that is only once a year.

"By the way, Luffy, I just met your brother." Takekatsu and Luffy walked side by side.

The students and tourists on the road spotted them, and they didn't come forward, but just whispered to themselves.

"It's not ......"

"yes, it seems like they'....."

"Shall we?"

"Forget it? How shy! There are so many of them......."

"If you don't go, I'll go!"

"Oh, no, he's my type of ......"

Every few steps, a few girls want to add contact information.

How determined is Wu Sheng? Nami and Robin's teasing eyes turned down with rejection.

Let them pay attention to their own micro-specials.

"Yes, yes, pay attention to Weite, the video of our performance today will be updated on it." Wu Sheng said as he guided.

Shopping all the way, I added dozens of fans to my Weite.

And then under the publicity of these fans, there are a bunch of people who like their performances to pay attention.

In less than a day, he has added hundreds of fans to himself.

And when these people saw his latest @ the other three people in the band, they also hurriedly paid attention.

Fans who especially like him looked through his previous Weibo, only to find out that the professional cartoonist who was rumored in the school turned out to be him.

The groups of each class and the groups of the clubs blew up.

Especially Wu Sheng's own class, everyone is @ him.

Although his face is not ridiculously handsome, it is not a public face, and everyone can remember it once they have seen it.

It made him very uncomfortable during the whole play, and in the end he even had to borrow Luffy's straw hat and wear it.

Luffy sat in the back and played the drums, and the people in the audience couldn't see him clearly at all.

Everyone walked along the way to eat, visit haunted houses, watch performances, and buy souvenirs.

Wu Sheng finally knows why the neon campus festival is so famous.

It's really too high for everyone, and it's even better than many small Chinese food festivals.

After all, Neon has had a variety of home economics classes since elementary school, and most of the students are actually in the door for cooking.

On such a basis, a class of 40 people work together to open a store, isn't it easy to get caught?

It's no wonder that Ace guy is so happy that he doesn't even care about his dear brother.

Wu Sheng held a box of takoyaki with octopus in his hand and ate it.

Looking at the maid café opened by the sophomores in front of me, I felt that this campus activity was really great.

No wonder so many people come to collect tickets!

The interior was very pink, and he looked at the menu at the door of the coffee shop, oh, it was an all-purpose omelet rice, and it didn't come up with anything particularly new.

But......

It was filled with people.

And there is a figure he is very familiar with.

Yamaji-kun, with a smiling face, was sitting inside eating happily, and on the table he was sitting on was a bunch of puff pastries, square desserts, and crispy square buns that seemed to be bought from outside.

I don't know how long he's been sitting here.

The rest of GM Tokyo who was with him wasn't here.

Wu Sheng smiled and shook his head, and did not disturb the happy time of Yamaji-kun.

Laugh and enjoy this rare fun time with other partners.

Although the campus festival is held every year, it has only been a few years since I was able to participate with such a happy and carefree attitude, right?

When I come back after graduation, my mentality is completely different.