After returning to the bedroom, Jiang Huo immediately pushed his seat next to Sun Jing, looking pitifully at the baby in the other party's hand for eating. Red lips pursed, staring at each other.

Sun Jing, who was painting there, frowned, she moved the tablet to the side, and Jiang Huo's gaze shifted.

After a few consecutive back-and-forths, Sun Jing put the tablet on the table and said, "What do you want to do here?" ”

A bright smile appeared on Jiang Huo's face, pointed to the index board, and said, "Can you borrow this thing for me?" ”

"What do you want a tablet for? Didn't you write? Is it possible to write by hand now? ”

Sun Jing looked at Jiang Huo with a strange expression, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Jiang Huo's gourd.

"No, I just want to draw, can you lend me a computer and a tablet......"

Jiang Huo hugged Sun Jing's arm and shook it constantly.

Sun Jing was shaken by Jiang Huo like this, and suddenly felt a little impatient, she rolled her eyes, stood up, and gave up her seat to Jiang Huo. "Na Na Na Na, let you play for a while, don't break my tablet! It's going to be released the day after tomorrow! ”

Although she gave up her seat, Sun Jing did not leave, but sat in the place where Jiang Huo was sitting before, she wanted to see what Jiang Huo wanted to make up.

Sitting in Sun Jing's seat, Jiang Huo picked up the tablet, an innate sense of familiarity arose, his left hand on his cheek, his eyes staring at the screen, thinking about what to draw.

Sun Jing waited next to her for a long time, but she didn't see Jiang Huo do anything, so she patted the table and said, "Jiang Huo, can you still paint?" If you don't draw, can you please let me draw? ”

"Draw! Draw! Of course draw! Isn't that what I'm thinking? ”

was shouted by Sun Jing, Jiang Huo took out his mobile phone directly from his pocket and found the photos taken by Sun Jing during the performance that day.

Looking at the figure on the screen, Jiang Huo made a decision.

Let's just draw this, anyway, it's a try!

I saw Jiang Huo glance at the photos on the mobile phone screen a few times, then picked up the pen and began to draw on the tablet.

When Jiang Huo started, Sun Jing also sat upright, she wanted to see what Jiang Huo's painting skills were.

However, with Jiang Huo's movements, Sun Jing's face gradually showed a look of surprise.

"This ...... How can it be? Sun Jing exclaimed in surprise, and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

The woman in the picture wearing a white quilt holding a guqin is almost exactly the same as Sun Jing herself!

The embroidery on the dress is simply a product of factory machine embroidery!

The glutinous temperament on his body is just like Sun Jing herself!

In just ten minutes, Jiang Huo drew the photo on his phone!

If Sun Jing hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have suspected that Jiang Huo had just photoshopped the original picture a little!

"How's that, it's a good drawing, isn't it?" After stopping writing, Jiang Huo looked at Sun Jing with a little smugness.

In fact, Jiang Huo's heart was also shocked.

Manga Intermediate Painting is able to reach this level!

With this level of copying, Jiang Huo can completely copy the master's work, and then auction it for sale!

No matter how he is, make it 100 million first!

"Jiang Huo...... You've been learning to draw since you were a child, right? Your painting skills can reach this level......" Sun Jing opened her mouth and continued: "Since you are so good, then why do you write?" Is it better to draw and make money faster? ”

With Sun Jing's words, Jiang Huo understood that his painting skills were passed.

"I did study before, but I haven't done it for a long time, and my hands may be a little rusty......"

Hearing Jiang Huo's stinky and shameless words, Sun Jing directly wanted to stretch out his hand and strangle her.

Your painting skills are still called rusty, so what is my painting skills?

Seeing Sun Jing with a fierce face on her face, Jiang Huo hurriedly gave up his position, found an excuse, and left the bedroom.

Jiang Huo didn't want to suffer a bloody disaster because of bragging.

Leaving the dormitory, Jiang Huo went directly to the stationery store next to the school and bought a set of pen tablets with his card.

Although the things sold in the stationery store are not as high-end as those used by Sun Jing, it is still okay to deal with them.

When she came back again, Qian Lei, who had already finished her small class, had also returned to the dormitory, she looked at Jiang Huo who was holding a pen tablet, and asked strangely: "Jiang Huo, what are you doing?" Are you ready to change careers? ”

"Changing careers? No, no, no, Jiang Huo is just taking the most correct path. ”

Sun Jing, who was immersed in painting there, rushed in front of Jiang Huo and answered Qian Lei's words.

As soon as these words came out, Qian Lei was suddenly a little confused. She didn't know what Sun Jing's words meant.

Jiang Huo didn't say anything, she was afraid that after Qian Lei knew the truth of the matter, she would open her hands and strangle herself.

Because, Qian Lei has been urging Jiang Huo in her ear for a long time, so that she can open a new book early.

Connecting the pen tablet to the computer, Jiang Huo finally installed the software after working alone for a long time. When everything was ready, Jiang Huo suddenly realized that he didn't know what to draw.

According to the requirements of the system task, since you want to sign a contract with Penguin Comics, this work must have a certain length. It is difficult for short comics to meet the conditions for signing a contract, after all, it is too difficult to tell a story clearly through the content of a dozen words.

Since it required a certain amount of space, Jiang Huo felt a little distressed.

In his previous life, Jiang Huo read all the works of those masters, and any one of them was hundreds of words.

is different from code words, no matter how fast Jiang Huo's speed is, this comic has to be drawn one by one, and if you want to reach the speed of four or five words an hour, it is simply an impossible task!

So, don't think about migrant workers!

It's impossible to paint Jiang Huo!

Let Jiang Huo sit here and paint for more than ten years? Then you might as well kill her with a knife!

"It's a bit of a problem, I don't know what to draw!"

Jiang Huo put down the pen in his hand and muttered quietly.

Sun Jing, who had been paying attention to Jiang Huo's movements, heard her words and immediately said, "Isn't this simple? Whether it's "Zhu Xian" or "Harry Potter", you can draw it, it's your own work, and you don't even need to talk about copyright! ”

"Hey! You're right! ”

After hearing Sun Jing's words, Jiang Huo immediately remembered the cards that the system gave him when he completed the task last time!

"These things have finally come in handy!"

After Jiang Huo thanked Sun Jing, he immediately closed his eyes and opened the cards.

One by one, like a movie, appeared in Jiang Huo's mind.