Chapter 2: Thirty-six thousand copies of the Little Yellow Book
"Your comic is too simple and crude, isn't it?" Ximen Qing picked up a few more.,Take a general look.,Found that this fandom is really pure meat.,There's no plot at all.。
"Moreover, you are letting the heroine be given by a group of passers-by...... That's it? Wow, aren't you afraid that a fan will stab you on the spot? ”
"Interstellar Tyrant" Ximen Qing has also read it, which is a novel serialized by a very popular online novelist "Du Ziteng" for more than a year. It mainly tells the story of the male protagonist studying various interstellar warships and fighting for supremacy in the universe.
Because it is hot-blooded, there are very few female characters. The male protagonist has more than 1,000 chapters, and he talks about a girlfriend, and the girlfriend is still his top boss, the peerless empress of a certain star field.
There are also a lot of fans of this empress, and she has never held hands with the male protagonist until now. If there is a sudden appearance of the empress, it is definitely not a joke for Simon to say that she will be stabbed.
"Huh? Am I not good at drawing? Song Yunwu said, "I think this plot is very cleverly arranged." ”
"You're a clever chicken," Simon complained ruthlessly, "When you walk, you suddenly fall, and your skirt is lifted to be seen and then trigger animal desire, which is also called the plot ingenious?" Do you think the empress is you, you can fall on the ground anywhere? ”
"That'...... So what do you say to do? Song Yunwu was a little weak-hearted.
She originally wanted to become a cartoonist only because she was very talented in drawing, and she was praised from childhood to adulthood. But when she aspired to become a cartoonist, she realized that drawing comics was not just about drawing, she also needed to think about the plot.
How could she? As a result, the things drawn were rejected wherever they were submitted, and they could only be reduced to the point of trying their luck at the same exhibition.
"You make me think." Ximen Qing suddenly realized something at this time.
Although the history of the world here is almost exactly the same as that of the earth, the 100 years or so that she has been asleep have suddenly gone astray. According to her understanding, it seems that during the Second World War, a group of mysterious people suddenly broke into the battlefield and killed all the enemies who invaded the flower country at that time, and the flower country took the opportunity to counterattack the Sakura country, although it did not turn the Sakura country into a province as in the YY novel, but it also controlled the island country to a large extent.
Suffering from the influence of the flower country, the island nation has not been able to develop a culture that has influenced the world like the other world. Whether it's in terms of love action, or in terms of film and television animation...... All of them were given river crabs by a certain agency.
And she, as a former otaku, still remembers the 36,000 little yellow books she once read after becoming a zombie.
Thinking of this, she looked Song Yunwu up and down: [This kid may be able to become a good RBQ. 】
"What the hell are you up to?" Song Yunwu only felt a chill rushing to the chrysanthemum, as if he had stepped on a terrible trap.
Ximen smiled evilly: "Xiao Yun'er, do you want to become a top cartoonist?" My sister can help you. ”
Syllable!
Song Yunwu slapped the cushion on Ximenqing's chest again.
"Ah~" Ximen Qing tilted his body and let out a low groan.
"If you have something to say, just say it! What's the fuss!? ”
"Oh~" Simon was honest, she said obediently, "I can provide you with ideas and plots, you just need to draw, how about the two of us work together to create comics?" ”
Song Yunwu looked at her suspiciously: "Are you okay?" ”
Ximen puffed up his chest proudly: "Pure masters can't say no!" ”
"Here we go again." Song Yunwu covered his forehead, this Ximen Qing always fantasized that he was a man, which was really head-scratching.
But she's going to give it a try.
"In that case, this time you help me do a good job of doujinshi to test the water.,If the response is good.,We'll cooperate.。
"Okay, okay." Simon nodded vigorously.
Although Song Yunwu is a waste of storytelling, her drawing skills are really first-class, as long as she is trained a little, she can definitely become a top cartoonist.
So, Ximen Qing's first instruction to her was: "Throw away all the things you draw now, don't play any NTR, don't pursue anything, if you want to do it, you can do it for all ages." ”
"I've been painting these for a week, and if I lose them, what will I take to participate in the fanfair?"
Simon looked at her with a wicked smile: "We still have a whole day, drawing 20 pages shouldn't be a problem for you, right?" ”
"You...... But the alliance has rules...... "Song Yunwu seemed to be a little entangled.
"Eh," Simon Qing was like a seductive and depraved devil, "here are just the two of us, if you don't say it, I won't say it, who knows?" And this time it's an emergency, so it's understandable. ”
"That'...... All right. Song Yunwu finally compromised.
Ximen Qing clapped his hands: "Okay, then let me teach you what to draw next." ”
"What are you drawing?"
"Thinking a little differently, what is the biggest charm of "Interstellar Tyrant"? Is it the Empress? Or the male lead? Not at all, but all kinds of warships! Why don't we try to anthropomorphize the battleship? ”
"Battleship anthropomorphism?" Song Yunwu was stunned, she seemed to have never heard of this kind of thing, "Isn't personification a figure of speech?" ”
"You can ...... like this," Simon Qing gave her a rough description of her thoughts.
That's right, she just wants to teach Song Yunwu to draw a ship girl. The cherry blossom country of this world has basically been reduced to the back garden of the flower country, focusing on the development of heavy industry, medical industry, etc., and the culture and entertainment basically accept the export of the flower country, and its own culture is difficult to form. So naturally there won't be any ship girl games, and no one here in Huaguo will take the lead and won't engage in any liver-bursting routes.
Ximen Qing's idea is that they don't need to copy the ship's mother, and those World War II-era battleships don't have any charm, they just need to have such an idea, and then draw the battleship in "Star Tyrant" as the ship's mother.
"For example, if the total length of this battleship is 180 meters, then set the height of the ship's mother to 180 centimeters, and if the energy consumption is large, it is set to have a large appetite, and the thick armor is the big chest...... That's basically the way of thinking, do you understand? ”
Song Yunwu nodded: "I understand, but why do you want to call the ship's mother?" Shouldn't you call it a ship girl or a ship girl? ”
"The abbreviation of the battleship girl, what's the name of it, you just draw according to the draft, hurry up." Ximen Qing took the opportunity to pat Song Yunwu behind.
[Hehe, they all say that the tiger's ass can't be touched, I, Ximenqing, am going to be a real man today! ] 】
"Oh." Song Yunwu is now focused on the creativity of the ship's mother, but she didn't pay attention to the fact that she was eating tofu.
She first drew a rough line drawing according to Simon Qing's instructions, and then ...... Suddenly his hands were sealed.