Although Jian Xiaomei has submitted her resignation, she temporarily works at "Comic Future" before the wedding.

After sending the invitations to her colleagues in the company one by one, Jian Xiaomei returned to Ye Hexu's studio, only to find that the door of the studio was locked.

Needless to say, Ye Hexu went out.

The current highest-grossing comic of "Comic Future" is "Demon Dao", and Yu Chen also told her that before leaving, she must keep an eye on the original manuscript of "Demon Dao".

In the past, Ye Hexu had a brief Kawen and used up two words to save the manuscript, and now he only has one word in his hand, Jian Xiaomei is very anxious - when the two get married, they will definitely not be able to work for two or three days, and the manuscript of the last word is estimated to be used up.

When you come back, be sure to talk to him about it.

Jian Xiaomei leaned on the fence and looked at the night sky.

It was already very cold in December, and Jian Xiaomei stayed outside for more than ten minutes, and her body was a little chilly.

Just when she wanted to call Ye Hexu, Ye Hexu came out of the staircase.

"Why did you go?" Jian Xiaomei was a little impatient.

"Send an invitation." Ye Hexu replied casually.

"Someone's invitation needs you to deliver?" Jian Xiaomei frowned, """Idol Age" is currently fifth, and "Demon Creation World" is fourth, both of which are new books, and it is easy to attack "Demon Dao". ”

"I'll wait until they develop first, I'm not interested in them right now." Ye Hexu looked indifferent, after opening the door, he pressed the switch of the light, and turned to look at Jian Xiaomei, "If you don't want to be frozen, come in quickly." Give you the key, you don't want it, otherwise, you don't have to freeze. ”

"We're not married, what do I want your keys for?" Jian Xiaomei snorted coldly, followed into the house, and put the thermos box on Ye Hexu's workbench, "I bought a little rice porridge and buns, if you eat them, put them first, and wait for them to be heated in the microwave tomorrow." ”

"I haven't eaten yet." Ye Hexu opened the lunch box, and just as he was about to take the bun, he was slapped by Jian Xiaomei.

"Wash your hands."

Ye Hexu sighed and expressed his dissatisfaction to Jian Xiaomei, and then he opened the drawer and took out a fork.

“……”

Watching Ye Hexu use a fork to put the bun into his mouth, Jian Xiaomei also had a headache.

Ye Hexu does things that are often beyond what normal people think.

"Who did you ask me to?" Ye Hexu chewed the bun in his mouth, but his eyes looked at Jian Xiaomei.

Jian Xiaomei rolled her eyes, isn't this nonsense?

Teacher Shen ...... Teacher Shen is back. Ye Hexu swallowed the bun and took another sip of rice porridge.

"How is he now?"

"It's interesting." The corners of Ye Hexu's mouth curled up, and he stretched out his five fingers, "Teacher Shen is drawing with a dipping pen, so his fingers are full of ink." ”

"Cartoonists use dip pens, what's wrong? What a fuss. Besides, Mr. Shen's basic skills are very solid. Haven't you read the character design of "God Descent" uploaded on the Internet? It is also hand-drawn and of the same high quality. Jian Xiaomei was a little puzzled.

"You don't understand Mr. Shen and cartoonists. That's right, the level of Teacher Shen is no longer a level that can influence him. But cartoonists always have tools at their disposal to be more productive. Like me, although I use a dipping pen, I hate to use a new nib - even if it is just a new nib, I have to refresh the pen. So, once you use a certain tool, it is very difficult to change it.

The same is true for Mr. Shen, after using the pen screen, he drew two comics in a row, and he must have adapted to the pen screen. Now the sudden use of a dipping pen illustrates the style of the new book, which may be different from before. I'm curious to see what genre his new book will be. ”

Jian Xiaomei rubbed her forehead, "Every time Mr. Shen publishes a book, it will affect the entire comic circle, and you are still so happy." ”

"Of course I'm happy." Ye Hexu chewed the bun, "Now that the domestic comic market, webtoons are gaining momentum, and they need to be reversed in one breath, and the magazine is also insisting, with the serialization of "Magic Creation World", other magazines also seem to have found a way, but they are suffering from the lack of good originals. In this case, Mr. Shen's decision is crucial. If he chooses to serialize it on the Internet, a hundred copies of "Magic Creation World" will not be able to stop the decline of paper magazines.

"Also, what level will be the comics that Mr. Shen prepared with an interval of two years this time? I'm also curious. ”

When Jian Xiaomei heard this, her heart sank.

Even though "DN" has been over for a year and a half, Shen Xin's popularity in the circle is still very high.

What type of platform he chooses for his next book, as well as whether to use color comics or page comics, as well as his attitude towards strip comics, may affect the choice of many readers.

Ye Hexu took another sip of rice porridge and put away the insulated box.

"Full?" Jian Xiaomei was about to put away the lunch box.

"Don't move, it's a supper." Ye Hexu stopped Jian Xiaomei, "I'm also very excited to learn that Mr. Shen is preparing a completely different work from the past. ”

"Aren't you afraid of disappointment?" Jian Xiaomei hesitated.

"Don't be afraid, because Mr. Shen doesn't want to let himself down!"

Ye Hexu picked up the dipping pen and put the tip of the pen into the inkwell.

Ink splatters and falls on the table.

Jian Xiaomei looked at Ye Hexu in surprise, but saw that his eyes were wide open, and his whole body seemed to have endless strength.

She pulled out two pages of drawing, wiped away the ink that had spilled on the table, and then stared at the drawing paper again, her eyes narrowing unconsciously.

……

The focus of Shen Xin's painting is still on the movements of the athletes.

Although he also drew comics with fighting like "Steel", basketball manga is still very different from fighting manga, especially the hand movements.

The hand has always been a difficult part of the human body to draw, and if you are not careful, the hand may become out of shape. And "SLAM DUNK" is a basketball comic, and the close-up of the opponent is definitely indispensable.

This tested Shen Xin's basic skills.

When he first learned sketching, the foundation laid allowed Shen Xin to quickly grasp the main points, but even so, Shen Xin still felt struggling, like one-handed dunks, two-handed slam dunks, blocks, and shots...... All angles have to be considered, and in this way, the workload is much larger.

At this time, Wang Wenhong's role was reflected, he held a basketball and posed in various poses, allowing Shen Xin to take a full range of pictures of his hands, so that Shen Xin's hand painting proficiency was also rapidly improving.

On this day, Wang Wenhong, as usual, knocked on Shen Xin's door.

After Xi Muhan invited Wang Wenhong in, he was curious: "Brother Wang, why did you get up so early today?" ”

"Today is the opening ceremony of the National High School Basketball Competition, Mr. Shen asked me to call him over early, we still have a lot of photos to take? What about Mr. Shen? Wang Wenhong asked.

"Just slept for three or four hours." Xi Muhan frowned slightly, a little heartbroken.

"What then?" Wang Wenhong glanced at the time, it was about to be half past seven, even if he set off now, it was estimated that it would be nine o'clock when he arrived at the sports center.

"It's fine." Shen Xin pushed the door and came out of the bedroom, "Wait a while, I'll wash my face first." ”

Xi Muhan's heart immediately hung up, "Brother Xin, your body ......"

"It's fine. I don't work today, and I'll go to bed when I get back. Shen Xin waved his hand, "Don't worry, I am also a family now, and I must take care of my body." ”

"Knowing this, then don't sleep so late?" Xi Muhan was a little worried.

"I slept late once today, and it was because I forgot the time. There will definitely be no next time. Shen Xin came to Xi Muhan's side, stared at her with both eyes, and made a promise.

Wang Wenhong rolled his eyes and muttered in his heart, this damn dog food.