Chapter 72

"Storyboard? What's that? ”

"How do you draw and still need to consider the plot? We're painters, not novelists. ”

Zhang Youxing had long expected that this kind of thing might happen.

Most of the people who came here had done some research from Kellres, and they were all relatively simple painters.

No, it can't be said that it is painters, what they do is more like a kind of work than painting for the sake of painting.

To put it simply, this country is not very friendly to painters, and it also makes the thinking of those who have a little talent for painting here go astray.

"I still need to repeat it a few times.,Comics are not just drawing.,The comics you read.,It's not just about looking at the picture.,The plot in it has to occupy a greater proportion than the style of painting.,So if you want to become a good cartoonist.,The requirements I mentioned earlier are more important than the strength of your respective artists.。 Zhang Youxing patiently stood in front and explained to everyone in the audience.

"What else is this called a painter? We painters all have noble pursuits, and if we don't have our own souls, if we pursue any storyboard or plot, isn't that just going astray? ”

"Well, if you're happy, it's okay." Zhang Youxing couldn't refute it.

Zhang Youxing's purpose is only to create something that is suitable for the public's popularity, he has no higher pursuits, and he can't paint any abstract paintings, as long as they conform to the public's aesthetics.

"Then you don't really like my request, you can leave."

Zhang Youxing doesn't force these people, the profession of cartoonist is not something that anyone can do, every famous cartoonist is not one in a thousand miles, Zhang Youxing just plans to start first, and he doesn't expect to find that kind of god-level cartoonist from the beginning.

Zhang Youxing's words made the cartoonists sit back down.

After all...... I still have to eat.

Now they can clearly see that they can make more money as cartoonists than in the past, so in order to make money, in order to survive, they have to endure it.

This is probably the tolerance of adults, if it were a young person, I am afraid that the door will be slammed.

Almost no one left, but it was slightly beyond Zhang Youxing's expectations.

He also thought that there would be a lot of really tough painters who insisted on their actions to the end.

"So I'll give you an exam first, this exam is to give you thirty minutes, you write the most perfect story in your heart, of course, not just write it, you also have to use some of the basic ways of storyboard drafts that I just told you to express, can you do it? By the way, there are also rewards for this exam, the top ten can get a reward of ten silver coins this time, the top five are twenty, and the first place is a reward of one gold coin. ”

Needless to say, these people's breath began to grow heavy when they heard this reward, so that no one wanted to leave, and they would fight desperately to create a story even if they were hard-headed.

King Pran's eyes lit up when he heard this.

In fact, he is most afraid of assessments.

Because he knows that his painting is really bad, if he evaluates the painting work, he may be ranked last, although he hides his identity, but a king is ranked last in the exam, which will become a big stain, which is something he can't allow as a king.

However, the assessment proposed by Zhang Youxing is not the painting work, but the content of the story, as for the need to present it in the form of storyboards and draft outlines, Puran feels that no matter how bad his painting skills are, at least he can draw the basis of the storyboard and draft outline explained by Zhang Youxing just now, and he can also make people understand.

"Write a story, how do you write this?"

Everyone was given a piece of paper and a pen, but few were the first to write.

None of them had a clue, but time was slowly passing.

One place that these adults didn't notice, where Puran was immersed in writing and drawing, quite devoted.

At this time, a person glanced at the content written by Zhang Youxing on the blackboard, so he had an idea and began to move the pen.

There is the first one, and then the second and third are much faster.

It's like an unmanaged exam room, where everyone is looking at each other's stories and paintings.

"Mr. Youxing, do you really think that one of these people is suitable for painting?" Kylereth sat next to Zhang Youxing and whispered to Zhang Youxing suspiciously.

Zhang Youxing replied to Kyleth while teaching Mo Qian the game method of Castlevania in the palm of the machine next to him: "This can only be fate, in our place, it is called casting a wide net and focusing on selection." ”

"Oh, Mr. Youxing, I'm dead again, how are I going to live in this place? That Batman always kills me! Mosie slammed the console in frustration.

Zhang Youxing picked up the game console from the table and gently wiped it and said: "The game console needs to be cared for, this is a very rare treasure, but to be honest, I have dropped a lot of handles in the past." ”

Some games do have the magic of dropping the handle to increase sales for game manufacturers, and later Zhang Youxing even wondered if the manufacturer deliberately colluded with some game companies to develop the kind of game that forces you to drop the controller, and then make another wave of controller money by the way?

Mosie scratched her head, and a pigeon above her head made a cooing sound, as if mocking Mosie, which made Mosie's face red, and then took back the game console from Zhang Youxing's hand, learned Zhang Youxing's way to wipe it carefully, and then showed a small tongue at the corner of her mouth and tried hard to capture Castlevania again.

Zhang Youxing said: "The road of cartoonists is also very bumpy, this can be regarded as a test for them, and in the same way, this exam and this teaching class are also bringing a kind of cultural diffusion to the world." ”

Zhang Youxing has never been a person who expects monopoly.

Monopoly may be an excellent thing for businessmen, but it is not very friendly to readers, and not so much to fans, who are not selective.

Zhang Youxing hopes that he will be given a fish, even if there may be few of these people who can help him now, but at least he has planted a seed in the hearts of this first batch of people, a cartoonist seed that will take root and sprout at any time, this seed may grow in their hearts in the future, and it may also be passed on to the next person with the dream of a cartoonist like a seed scattered in the wind, so that this world can truly give birth to its own cartoonist.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

A hurried sound rang out, and a magic hourglass on top of the crowd lost the last grain of sand, which meant that half an hour had arrived, and it was time for these people to turn in the papers.