Over the weekend, the sun was blazing, and the weather in March was still a little cold.

Wang Wenhong took Shang Haozhi to the stylish café before.

Just after ordering refreshments, before the two of them could say a word, a young man pushed the door in.

"This is Fu Bo?" Shang Haozhi asked in a low voice.

Wang Wenhong didn't speak, just nodded.

"Teacher Wang, long time no see." Fu Bo narrowed his eyes, and before he could reach in front of him, he stretched out his hand.

Wang Wenhong shook hands with Fu Bo, smiled at each other, and looked at Shang Haozhi again, "This is my colleague, and he was also curious about Teacher Fu, so he strongly asked me to bring him over to meet Teacher Fu." Please rest assured, Mr. Fu, the communication is limited to the two of us, and you can ignore him. ”

Fu Bo was stunned for a moment when he saw Shang Haozhi, the expression on his face stagnated for five or six seconds, and then he squinted his eyes again, revealing two small dimples, "That's the case...... Well, you can. Waiter, a glass of orange juice. ”

Then he sat down and looked at Wang Wenhong.

"Alright. Mr. Wang, you said that you came here this time to tell me about the shortcomings of Name. I'd also like to hear from professionals. Fu Bo looked at Wang Wenhong with a smile.

Wang Wenhong also smiled: "I know you want to take a straightforward and simple route, no connotation, only rely on fighting and blood, and attract readers, right?" ”

"Hmm...... Guessed part right. I think so, there is a lot of pressure in this society now, for example, I really want to become a professional cartoonist, rely on my hobby, and support myself. But the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny. Whether you agree or not, this is true. If life is so depressing, why do you still draw those hateful and bitter cartoons?

"So, how to let readers vent their frustration by reading comics is something that I think a cartoonist should consider."

"In fact, that's what a lot of cartoonists say." Wang Wenhong took Fu Bo's words, "Just like Mr. Shi Yan of our magazine, through "Killer Diary", he brought laughter to readers and conveyed some life truths to readers. ”

"Yes. However, such cartoons, the jokes in them, still have to be savored by the readers themselves. If the coolness in the comics is directly conveyed to the readers, so that the readers do not need to use their brains to think, and directly feel the content of the comics, will this effect be better? Also, readers should be happy to accept such comics, right? ”

Fast food!

Shang Haozhi and Wang Wenhong's minds flashed this word at the same time.

You don't need nutrition at all, you just need to eat and fight hunger.

Fast food is the same as if it were paid for platinum.

In fact, every once in a while, this kind of comic will appear, and at the beginning, the results are really good, but the later stage will be weak, because the rhythm of this part of the comic is usually a tone.

Even if it's a hamburger, you won't be able to eat it for a while, let alone comics.

"How long are you going to draw?" Wang Wenhong said curiously.

"Draw until no one reads." The corners of Fu Bo's mouth are slightly upturned.

"In that case...... The comics should be very long. How are you going to keep readers interested in the comic? Wang Wenhong was puzzled.

"Wait a ......minute," Fu Bo said, turned over and took out his schoolbag, and took a folder from the schoolbag, "This is the character design I made, because it hasn't been uploaded yet, so it's still in the secret stage." ”

"Be tight-lipped."

Wang Wenhong took Fu Bo's folder with both hands, and Shang Haozhi also came over.

The sketch shows a girl in her teens, wearing a martial arts uniform, with clear eyebrows, and although she is loosely dressed, her figure is slightly reflected.

The graphics are more detailed than most of the cartoonists in Comic Future. Vaguely, he can also see the shadow of "Y's" in this girl.

It seems that it is still influenced by Shen Xin.

Turning back, it is still this character, but the clothes on his body are torn, covering key places, and it looks like there is another kind of attraction.

"This is the character who appeared in the first episode?" Wang Wenhong was surprised.

"Well, you can tell?"

"The name of the first episode has such a scene." Wang Wenhong said in a deep voice, "You mean to rely on 'meat'? ”

Fu Bo shook his fingers, "Definitely." You've watched Y's, right? ”

Wang Wenhong and Shang Haozhi nodded one after another, they are really familiar with this comic.

"I think Y's is the best in this regard, obviously it didn't cross the line, but it kept those characters in people's minds...... That's the attraction of the character. ”

Wang Wenhong has a black line, and it is estimated that Shen Xin did not think about it when he was painting. But—

"If you put a lot of effort into creating characters, the pace of the story will slow down." Wang Wenhong said curiously.

"I can't say much about it, it's my secret. The first 6 episodes are just the beginning of the whole story, and the show hasn't really started yet. How is it, Mr. Wang, is there any shortcoming to my name? Fu Bo exposed two small dimples.

Wang Wenhong didn't think about it from this aspect, if it can really solve the problem of pacing, then this is a good comic, enough to enter the top four of "Comic Future".

"Like you said, it's just the first 6 words, and I can't be sure of the name behind it, but I believe you." Wang Wenhong closed the folder and handed it to Fu Bo.

Fu Bo put the folder back into his schoolbag, glanced at Shang Haozhi, and then looked at Wang Wenhong, narrowing his eyes, "If the two of you are very interested in my comics and think they are worth cultivating, you can leave me a message...... By the way, Mr. Wang, we have also met a few times, which can be regarded as fate, or let's take a photo? It's also a good souvenir. ”

Shang Haozhi hurriedly waved his hand, but Fu Bo took out his mobile phone and showed a pleading look: "Just one, how much makes me look forward to the comic industry." ”

As he spoke, Fu Bo handed the mobile phone to the waiter who passed by, asked him for help, and took a group photo of the three of them.

"Thank you." Fu Bo took the phone and glanced at the time on it, "Yo, I still have an appointment with someone, two teachers, call me if you have something." ”

Wang Wenhong smiled and waved goodbye to Fu Bo, and watched him leave the café, and then, the smile on his face turned cold, snapped his fingers, called the waiter, and finished the meal.

"Mr. Shang, let's go."

"Huh? So fast? ”

"Of course it has to be fast, otherwise, the person will disappear." Wang Wenhong sneered.

"What do you mean?"

"Aren't you curious, who is he going to meet?" Wang Wenhong asked rhetorically.

Shang Haozhi looked at Wang Wenhong in surprise, and before he could speak, Wang Wenhong urged again: "Go quickly, if you don't leave, you will really lose it." ”

"Huh?" Shang Haozhi looked confused and followed Wang Wenhong out of the café.

Until this time, he still didn't know what Wang Wenhong thought. Wang Wenhong hadn't said this to him either, so it must have been temporary.

Did Wang Wenhong think too much, or did Fu Bo really hide something?

Shang Haozhi was a little puzzled.