"The manuscript is in the bedroom."

After the headphones were taken off by Jian Xiaomei, Ye Hexu did not raise his head, but pointed to the corner of the wall casually.

Bedchamber?

Jian Xiaomei looked confused, but the middle-aged assistant handed her the original manuscript of the two words at this time.

"You've already got two words here, what are you busy with?" Jian Xiaomei was puzzled.

"The story is at a high tide, and my hands can't stop at all......," Ye Hexu said excitedly.

"Huh? Ahem...... Although I would be happy to see you working so hard, however, you should also pay attention to your body. Jian Xiaomei persuaded.

"I know—by the way, which of the two do you think is better?" Ye Hexu turned around and picked up two sketches.

Both are full plates, with only one storyboard, but the composition is different.

In the picture on the left, the protagonist holds a long sword and splits the monster into two sections, while the angle of the sketch on the right is completely different, the monster faces the reader, and the ferocious look is vividly embodied, while the protagonist turns his back to the reader and swings his sword to split the monster into two sections.

The different angles give the same story a different feeling.

Jian Xiaomei made a slight comparison, and then said: "On the right, the monster is more shocking, and it can attract readers more. ”

"But don't you think the picture on the left is more expressive of the heroism of the protagonist?" Ye Hexu retorted.

"No, you can't. This monster is just a small minion, and even if the protagonist kills it head-on, it doesn't show how powerful he is. On the contrary, the monster has a huge body and a hideous face, and its detailed description can bring out the strength of the protagonist. Jian Xiaomei speculated.

Ye Hexu bowed slightly, feeling that what Jian Xiaomei said made perfect sense.

Jian Xiaomei saw Ye Hexu bowing his head to paint, so he packed up the original manuscript and prepared to leave, but suddenly, Ye Hexu turned his head, "Jian Xiaomei, is there any news about the 'Newcomer Award'?" Now the judges' vote should be over, right? ”

"Huh? No. Jian Xiaomei shook her head, "The list of winners of the comic festival can only be announced at the party. ”

"Can't you give advance notice?" Ye Hexu was puzzled.

"Of course not. What do you think the Manga Artists Guild is for? Jian Xiaomei hurriedly interrupted Ye Hexu's words, "Those of them have always wanted to replace the magazine and become the judges of the comic festival. ”

"To be honest, personally, I'd prefer someone from the Cartoonists Guild to be a judge, which might be fairer." Ye Hexu put his hands behind his head and stretched.

"Impossible." Jian Xiaomei waved his hand and said, "The interests of the major magazines are different from each other, even if they are the three major magazines, there are frictions between each other. If the Cartoonists Guild is allowed to serve as a judge, it is easier for the members of the Cartoonists Guild to collude and affect the fairness of the results. And the active cartoonists have to take into account the feelings of the magazine, and the score will also be emphasized. In short, having the Cartoonists Association as a judge is not necessarily better than a magazine club. ”

Ye Hexu pursed his lips, "How do you know if you don't try." ”

"Mr. Ye, you can just say these words in private, in case they are heard by reporters or other people in the magazine, the impact will not be good." Jian Xiaomei admonished.

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid." Ye Hexu made an OK gesture.

Hey, sometimes you're not as stupid as you are.

Jian Xiaomei rolled her eyes.

"By the way, have all the other cartoonists arrived?"

"Someone else? Let's start your stay at the hotel today? I heard that Mr. Han has gone ahead of schedule, and Mr. Su flew back from District 11 today, and it is estimated that it will be very late to enter the hotel. Teacher Wang Yunze estimates tomorrow, right? Anyway, the hotel that the organizing committee has booked for everyone is starting today. Jian Xiaomei told the news she had heard.

"When is Teacher Shen coming?" Ye Hexu asked.

"I don't know, I'm not a jack of all trades." Jian Xiaomei said depressedly, "Besides, Neorld is not a magazine in Hongchuan, and my network is not so wide." ”

"Well, I'm going to go over tonight too." Ye Hexu said.

"Huh? Don't you think it's early? Jian Xiaomei was puzzled.

Ye Hexu is in Hongchuan, unlike "Shen Zheng", who needs to rush over from other places.

To be honest, even if he doesn't go to the hotel, he only needs to go to the live broadcast hall when he receives the award.

"What does it matter? Anyway, I've already drawn the draft. Ye Hexu put on the headphones again.

Jian Xiaomei opened her mouth, glanced at the manuscript in her hand again, and sighed softly.

This guy seems to be quite unreliable, but in fact, he is measured.

……

Shen Xin and his entourage, on the day of the comic ceremony, rushed to Hongchuan.

Although Song Ren left the sea of clouds with Shen Xin and others, he drove a car by himself and galloped on the highway, and soon opened up the distance between him and Shen Xin and the others.

Shen Xin and the others were also happy, or rather, when they couldn't see Song Ren, their mood was a little more relaxed.

Along the way, the group talked and laughed, so lively.

In order to meet other cartoonists and cheer for Shen Xin, Zhou Yang completed the sketch in advance and applied for peers.

So, just like Hongchuan a few months ago, a group of five people sat in an MPV and headed to Hongchuan.

The place where the cartoonist stays is another star-rated hotel, called Jiayi, located in Nanjiatan, which is far away from Junhao.

The intention of the organizers is also obvious, cartoonists cannot meet with the Cartoonists Association and the Organizing Committee of the Comic Festival until the end of the comic festival.

Shen Xin didn't care, he finally came out to rest, and after the comic festival ended, his tense nerves could also be relaxed a little. At that time, while painting "Y's", it is not impossible to improve my own painting skills.

Xi Muhan's should also be published, I don't know if she will adjust her mentality in the face of aggressive readers. Well...... I don't know if my experience as an online writer will be useful, so I'll talk about it then.

After completing the registration procedures, Shen Xin handed the room card to Lu Ning and the others.

The residences of Shen Xin and Yan Fei were provided by the organizers, and they and the other participating cartoonists and editors were on the 22nd to 24th floors, and the residences of Zhou Yang and the three were more scattered.

As for Song Ren, Shen Xin didn't know where this guy had gone. But no one is ringing in their ears, and it will be quieter indeed.

Everyone was carrying their luggage and was about to return to the room, but when they were about to get on the elevator, they were stopped by the staff.

"Two, this is the event schedule of the comic festival, please take it." The staff handed two pink letterheads to two people.

Shen Xin and Yan Fei took the envelope and thanked them repeatedly.

Yan Fei's residence is on the 22nd floor, Shen Xin lives on the 24th floor, and the other three are below the 22nd floor.

After saying goodbye to others one after another, Shen Xin also took the elevator to the 24th floor.

Shen Xin pulled the suitcase and walked out of the elevator, and at the same time opened the letterhead, ready to take a look, but at this moment, two people walked in front of him.

Among them, the slightly shorter person saw Shen Xin and raised his hand to say hello.

When Shen Xin heard someone calling him, he raised his head, but found Ye Hexu walking towards him.