Time came to July in a hurry, after the initial freshness passed, Qin Guanglin did not slack off, carrying breakfast and fresh vegetables to the residence in the morning, eating after work in the evening and running together, and then going back to sleep after a while.

Fulfilling, but not boring.

Half of the total progress of the comic in his hand is complete, as early as a week ago, he only sketched the line draft, and put aside the coloring in advance, planning to wait until all the drawings are finished.

Because as the understanding gradually deepens, if you look back at the previous painting, you will find a lot of shortcomings, and if you paint it, you will have to overturn the whole picture and start again, which is too troublesome. If you only sketch the line, it will be much easier to modify the previous storyboard dialogue, character position, etc., and you can draw a new one.

After Qin Guanglin finished painting, he got up and took a glass of water and came back to drink while looking at the ones he had painted before.

The progress is significant.

He drank the water in a sip and put down the cup to look at it seriously.

There is a word called 'silly beep rate', which simply means that every once in a while, when I look back at my former self, I will feel that my previous self is very stupid.

For example, if you look at the talk or circle of friends posted a year ago or two years ago, most people will have a kind of:, is this stupid beep really me? How can it be so hypocritical? What the hell was going on in my head at the time?

To put it bluntly, the silly beep rate is a growth rate, the shorter the cycle of this rate, the faster the growth, if you don't have this idea after three or five years - it is likely to be hopeless.

Qin Guanglin did not exaggerate to the point that he felt that the previous day's work was naïve every day, but after nearly a month, at this time, he looked at the ones he drew when he first started to write, and he found several faults in a casual sweep.

This scene is too flowery, the figure is too dense, and there is no feeling at all about this front, so I should draw a back......

The more you learn, the more problems you will have.

Taking out a pen and paper to summarize the problem, he got up and knocked on the door of the office.

"Enter."

Chen Rui was sitting at his desk writing and drawing, when he saw Qin Guanglin come in, put down his pen and sat up straight, "What's wrong?" ”

"There are a few questions to ask, I don't know if it's inconvenient." Qin Guanglin sat down with a smile, he had come to ask several times, Chen Ruiren was not bad, and he answered in great detail every time.

"Say, I'm fine anyway." Chen Rui got up and poured a glass of water from a paper cup and pushed it over, "At your rate, I won't have anything to answer in less than a year." ”

He was not surprised at all by Qin Guanglin's speed of progress.

has a solid foundation, painting is easy for Qin Guanglin, and the main problem is not in the pen, but on the paper.

In the past, he used to use a single painting to contain multiple elements and stories, but now he uses hundreds or thousands of paintings to tell a good story, and that's the problem.

"There are places where I don't know how to show it, and I always feel that something is wrong, like ...... here"

Qin Guanglin opened the booklet, pushed it over and pointed it out to him, "It's easy to express in words, but it's not right to draw it." ”

"Hmmm......"

Chen Rui pondered for a while after reading the paragraph that Qin Guanglin was referring to, "Have you tried the vision?" ”

"Tried."

"Then there is no way, I can only skip it." Chen Rui spread his hands, "These details should be skipped when they should be skipped, don't be entangled, although it is better to draw, but words and pictures are different after all." ”

Qin Guanglin thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Words have the advantage of words, and painting also has the advantage of painting, and it cannot be forced.

"And this ......"

……

Outside.

Sun Wen finished his coloring work, and began to practice painting with a paintbrush.

He didn't go to the bar that night a second time, and found a single room to rent last weekend, so he didn't have to endure the cat meow every day, and his spirit was much better.

I haven't touched a fish for more than half a month, except for coloring and painting, and I will continue to study even after I go home, and my energy seems to be more than Yu Le, which makes Qin Guanglin amazed.

Is this the power of broken love?

Sun Wen just smiled in the face of Qin Guanglin's question, how could he not understand it, he still ran over to Qin Guanglin to ask, and Yu Le was like a senior brother.

"Where's the woods?" He looked up for a while, glanced at Qin Guanglin and asked Yu Le next to him.

"Brother Lin is in the office, it's been a long time since I've been in." Yu Le saw Qin Guanglin go in just now, "I guess I'm going to ask about things again." ”

The big guy is really the big guy, no matter how powerful he is, he still works so hard.

He couldn't help but think of a sentence: Others are working hard so well, so what's the point of your efforts?

This poisonous chicken soup only poisoned Yu Le for a short time, and he had already adjusted his mentality.

The two are not in competition, the more powerful the big guy, the more he can learn.

"Oh." Sun Wen nodded, looked at the door of the office, pondered and laughed: "Does it feel like when you were in school?" He pointed to the door of the office, "Lin Zi is the class representative, run in and ask questions, and then teach us after asking." ”

"Uh...... When I was in school, I didn't ask the class representative questions, and I rarely asked the teacher. Yu Le scratched his head, unable to understand his feelings.

"Tsk, scumbag."

"Hey, hey, hey."

Yu Le glanced at the office, "The atmosphere is pretty good now, if it continues to develop like this......" He thought for a while, and looked at Sun Wen without saying anything, "Brother Wen, you really don't think about ......"

"Go." Sun Wen frowned and interrupted him, raising his eyes and looking around, "Don't talk about this. ”

"......" Yu Le obediently closed his mouth, leaned over and continued to paint his own paintings.

……

in the office.

Qin Guanglin listened to Chen Rui's eloquent talk, nodding his head from time to time, I have to say that Chen Rui is really professional in this regard, and he doesn't hide his secrets, so what do you have to say.

"Then if I have a better idea when I draw it, can I change the plot a little bit?"

"It's better not to." Chen Rui shook his head, "If you draw it yourself, you can change it as much as you want, but there is another author for this story." ”

"Okay." Qin Guanglin just asked casually, and he hadn't thought about anything to change yet.

"Respect the original." Chen Rui didn't skip this topic, but continued: "After all, no one knows what he was thinking when he wrote the story, and in your opinion, what could be changed for the better, maybe he himself knows, but for some reason, he deliberately designed it like this, such as because of a certain complex, feelings, or sustenance, experience...... No one can tell, only he knows which ones were written for him to see. ”

"Makes sense......" Qin Guanglin nodded when he listened, and then wondered: "But it's more important to let readers see a more refined story than to write it for himself, right?" ”

"What do you mean by refinement?" Chen Rui asked.

"Uh......" Qin Guanglin was stuck.

"Sometimes it's the kind of stuff that you write for yourself that really attracts readers." Chen Rui smiled, "Because of the creation of this thing, many times with personal characteristics and ideas, in order to attract people with the same hobby...... Although the joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected, the arts such as literature, painting, music, and poetry can resonate emotionally, and in my opinion, this is the charm of manga. ”

"Is that so?" Qin Guanglin faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find a clue for a while.

"What's happier than finding a group of like-minded friends?" Chen Rui asked rhetorically.

"You wait."

Qin Guanglin thought for a moment, and finally figured out what was wrong, "Isn't the ultimate goal to make money?" If it goes against the mainstream of the current market, it will definitely not work, and it is still necessary to focus on the taste of readers......"

"Yes, but not entirely." Chen Rui tapped his fingers on the table, looked at him and asked, "What would happen if everyone catered to mainstream readers and drew the genres and styles they liked?" ”

"What will happen?" Qin Guanglin didn't bother to think about it, waiting for him to give the answer.

"All the comics look like a flavor, aren't they tired?"

"Not really......"

"It's not like this hasn't happened in other industries." Chen Rui smiled and waved his hand, "It's true that the reader is God, but we have to be staunch atheists." He paused and continued: "You can cater to it for a while, but you can't cater to it, readers' tastes will change at any time, and the mainstream trend will change at any time. ”

"Hmm...... Reasonable. ”

Qin Guanglin felt that Chen Rui was starting to get up again, put away the booklet and got up from his seat, "I'll go and get busy first." ”

Blossom...... That's the industry's business.

He doesn't want to bloom, he just wants to make money.

"Think about it, and hopefully you'll have your own style." Chen Rui turned around in his seat for half a circle and turned his head to look out the window.

If in order to make money, he can make third-rate comics with computer templates quickly and steadily, why should he insist on hand-drawing.

But what's the point of making those fast food works to make money?

Boring.

The meaning of life is not to make money.

Qin Guanglin returned to his seat, and did not rush to pick up the brush to paint, but took the unfinished work and looked at it again.

Reflect, ponder, digest.

The change that should be changed, I don't know how to change it for the time being, and when I change it later, it will be time to get off work before I know it.

"I'm off work, goodbye, big guy." Jiang Lingling passed by Qin Guanglin's position with her bag on her back, took two steps and stopped, "Is the big guy free on the weekend?" ”

"I'm not free, I'm busy." Qin Guanglin waved his hand, "Goodbye." ”

"Okay."

Jiang Lingling nodded, smiled inexplicably, didn't say more, and walked lightly outside the company.

After packing up his things, Qin Guanglin saw that Sun Wen was still busy in his seat, and leaned over to take a look, "Overtime again?" ”

"Don't add it." Sun Wen finished the last stroke, put down the pen and began to pack up his things, "It's the same when I go home and paint, and when Monday comes, you can help me take a look and point out." ”

"I said you don't do a good coloring job, what do you have to paint?" Qin Guanglin wondered, "What stimulated you?" It can't be a breakup, right? ”

"Hey, idle is idle, study."

Sun Wen was perfunctory every time, and Qin Guanglin didn't bother to ask the reason again, "You paint at home on weekends?" ”

"What else could you do?" Sun Wen asked rhetorically, and then patted his head, "By the way, Yu Fei got married on Sunday, what happened to go over together?" ”

"Let's go over together, I don't know much about the place he booked, don't go the wrong way."

"Okay, I'll be ...... Gathered at Xiao Yu's house, the three of us went over together. Sun Wen nodded.

After setting the itinerary in a few words, the two went downstairs and walked to the bus stop, Qin Guanglin's car arrived first, got on the bus with a greeting and put coins, walked to the back row and sat down.

It was the first time to attend the wedding of his peers, and he had a subtle feeling in his heart...... It's really time to get married, and it seems like yesterday to laugh and joke at school a few years ago, and in the blink of an eye, you're already going to start a family.

Yu Fei's kid was holding a basketball every day, and others didn't play it in the summer, so he shot on the playground with the sun on his own, like a second fool.

I don't know if there will be some changes when I get married.

I took the car all the way back to the intersection near my home, and as soon as I got out of the car, I heard the ghost scream of Little Fat Dun'er, who was running around with Aunt Li's black cat running around.

"What's the ghost called?" Qin Guanglin plucked out his ears, the cry of the bear child was really annoying.

"Big Black Carbon Super Changing Form!" Little Chubby Dun held the black cat and pointed at Qin Guanglin, "Brother Lin, surrender, otherwise my second-level cannon will ......"

"What a mess, don't go back to eat yet, be careful of your mother beating you."

"I've eaten it." Little Fat Dun followed behind Qin Guanglin with the cat, "Brother Lin, can you help me draw a big black charcoal of the iron armor Xiaobao?" ”

"I can't."

"Brother Lin, can you draw one for me......?"

"Draw it yourself." Qin Guanglin walked home with his pocket, "Just let me surrender and draw a fart." ”

"I'm wrong Brother Lin, you can help me draw~" The little chubby dun followed Qin Guanglin's side unrelentingly.

"Homework assigned by the teacher?"

"No, I just want to ......"

"Think of a fart, hurry home." Qin Guanglin waved his hand, "Have you done your homework?" ”

"It's summer vacation, and there are so many days, so there's no hurry." Xiao Chubby raised his head confidently, and looked at Qin Guanglin with some pride, "Adults don't have a summer vacation, right?" ”

"What's the deal with without summer vacation?"

"I have, two months, slightly~" He stuck out his tongue a few times, as a revenge for Qin Guanglin for not helping him paint, and ran away with the cat in his arms.

“……”