On the way, Wang Wenhong and Shang Haozhi did not speak.

The car was parked in the parking space outside the community, Shang Haozhi and Wang Wenhong got out of the car and quickly entered the community where Shen Xin was.

Li Jie heard someone knocking on the door, and subconsciously got up to open the door, but saw Shang Haozhi standing outside the door, his heart suddenly became nervous, and he hurriedly let the two people into the room.

Shang Haozhi didn't have the heart to talk to Li Jie, and strode up to the second floor.

"What's going on?"

Gao Hang didn't care who the person who came, and he never thought about becoming a cartoonist, but when he saw that Shang Haozhi's face was wrong, he immediately asked Wang Wenhong.

Wang Wenhong shook his head slightly, he couldn't judge the direction of the situation now, so far, he could only take one step at a time.

Shang Haozhi saw Shen Xin who was painting at the desk, and did not disturb him to paint, but lowered his head and picked up the sketch on the ground.

When he saw Zuo Wei with a smile on his face, Shang Haozhi's heart tightened, and he let out a long sigh.

"Mr. Shang, you haven't been here for a long time, have you?" Shen Xin asked rhetorically.

"Well, I've been busy lately, and I've had some worries."

Shang Haozhi, who was standing in front of the workbench, sighed and looked at Shen Xin with a resentful expression.

Most of these troubles are still caused by you.

"Is it about "Chess Soul"?"

Shen Xin also felt a headache after Wang Wenhong came last time.

When he was writing about the Internet, he encountered something similar.

Most web editors are not responsible for the content, and the source of feedback for authors is the readers.

When the story progresses to the branching point of the plot, there will be readers who will jump out and say, "Author, if you write like this, I won't read it" or "Author, if you don't write like this, I won't read it." ”

At first, he was patient enough to explain it to these readers, but later, he didn't bother to say it.

It is impossible to change the direction of the story according to the preferences of one or two readers, otherwise the outline of the story will be redone, and the plot will have to be reimagined, which is not something that can be done in a day or two.

The situation now is somewhat similar to that time, but this time the opponents are not ordinary readers, but the editor-in-chief of the magazine.

"You know?"

"It's not hard to guess. Sawei's popularity vote is the first place, right? ”

"Well, it's almost equivalent to the sum of the votes of Xiaoliang and Xiaoguang."

"A lot."

Shen Xin doesn't know how many votes the popularity of "Chess Soul" is in the original book, but he thinks that Zuo Wei should be the most popular character. Even in Huaxia and District 11 of the earth, it is extremely popular.

"I know, you've laid the groundwork in Chapter 76, and Zuo Wei will eventually disappear...... Can you change the outline so that Sawei survives? ”

"I can't." Shen Xin shook his head.

Wang Wenhong puffed out his cheeks, and it was exactly what he thought at the beginning.

"Why? I need a reason you can convince me. Shang Haozhi said sharply.

"Yes. I ask you, if you had the opportunity to create a best-selling manga that would be forgotten in a few years, or a classic manga that would be mentioned even in a decade or even decades, what would you choose? ”

Shang Haozhi was speechless for a while, and finally said dryly: "Is there any inevitable connection between the two?" ”

"Absolutely. Mr. Shang, what is Zuo Wei's role in "Chess Soul"? ”

Shen Xin put down the dipping pen and looked up at Shang Haozhi.

"Zuowei? Goldfinger ...... Help Xiaoguang get familiar with Go. Because of Zuo Wei's relationship, Xiaoguang has also received the attention of many chess players, making readers full of expectations for the story. Shang Haozhi didn't expect Shen Xin to ask this, so he subconsciously said his impression.

"Is there a deeper reason?" Shen Xin continued to ask.

“…… Can't think of it just yet. Shang Haozhi frowned, and he couldn't guess Shen Xin's thoughts more and more.

"Legacy." Shen Xin said patiently.

"Legacy?" Shang Haozhi was a little puzzled.

"Hmm. Zuowei represents the past, and Xiaoguang represents the future. Zo for the crossing of a thousand ...... 100 years, meeting Xiaoguang, this is the inheritance of Go. However, with the increase of Xiaoguang's chess skills, Zuowei's role will also be diluted, sandwiched between Xiaoguang and Xiaoliang...... This is not the result that Zuowei wants. Rather than this, I'd rather give Zuo Wei more scenes, so that he can show his charm and disappear at the right time.

"Mr. Shang, although Zuo Wei is just a soul, he and Xiaoguang also have their own pursuits. Moreover, you can only see the loss caused by Zuowei's disappearance, but you don't see the connotation that his disappearance gives to the entire comic. ”

Wang Wenhong has a black line, and Shen Xin's explanation today is completely different from what he said to him a few days ago.

Shang Haozhi sighed helplessly, "Teacher Shen, I understand what you said, but ...... Animation companies, record labels, toy companies, TV stations, game companies...... Once the performance of "Chess Soul" fluctuates, the interests of these companies will suffer. If the situation is severe, there may not even be a company to animate Chess Soul. ”

"I know, that's why I made a bet with Bao Dong that if I win, the magazine society will find an animation company and will make the entire "Chess Soul" into animation. Mr. Shang, there is a chance to make "Chess Soul" a classic, why don't I try it? ”

Shang Haozhi was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that the gambling contract between Shen Xin and Bao Jiyi had a deep meaning, and perhaps at that time, he thought of this situation.

But then again, if Shen Xin can really get the first place in the small book of "ComicFuture" for three consecutive months, it means that the level of "Chess Soul" has surpassed other comics of "ComicFuture", and such a work is really unreasonable if it is not made into animation.

"I see." Shang Haozhi nodded, originally he came over to persuade Shen Xin, but he didn't gain anything, "If you can make "Chess Soul" a classic that people are still willing to mention more than ten years after the end, I have nothing to say." ”

"Absolutely." Shen Xin bowed slightly, his gaze firm.

"Alas, after serving you, there is obviously an easier way to walk, but I chose the most difficult one." Shang Haozhi sighed, his face full of exhaustion.

"Let Mr. Shang worry about it." Shen Xin saw Shang Haozhi's tired face, and he was deeply sorry in his heart.

The original version of "Chess Soul", when you first read it, there will be some plots that make people cry, and those readers who gave up "Chess Soul" when Zuo Wei disappeared can still remember the plot in "Chess Soul" more than ten years or even twenty years later, thinking that Zuo Wei disappeared, there will be tears in his eyes, this is the charm of "Chess Soul".

Just like "Baseball Heroes", the talented younger brother Kazuya Uesugi died in a car accident, and his brother Tatsu Uesugi became the pitcher of the team, which created another sports classic.

Sometimes, the death of a popular character is unavoidable.

After sending Shang Haozhi away, Wang Wenhong also breathed a sigh of relief, turned back to Shen Xin and said, "I thought that the editor-in-chief would be furious, and you and the editor-in-chief took the opportunity to quarrel." ”

"We're all more mature, and it's impossible to make that kind of mistake." Shen Xin shrugged.

"However, your words today are different from those before." Wang Wenhong was puzzled.

"Yes, because the people you face are different. Although the editor-in-chief is a good person, his position is too far away from most cartoonists, even if I talk about the difficulties of cartoonists, he may not be able to understand, don't you say? Shen Xin asked.

Wang Wenhong nodded, "It seems that you have indeed matured after the experience of "Neorld". ”

The corners of Shen Xin's mouth curled, stretched his muscles, and picked up the dipping pen again.