Creation is a process in which the author records what he "sees".

Lin Lin remembered that this was the words of a cartoonist she had been in charge of.

When he said this, the young man's smiling face gave Lin Lin a feeling that a fox had stolen rice, so he was particularly impressed.

After all, foxes don't eat rice.

"So whether that guy is lying to me or himself, it's a good person who tosses himself into social phobia, and he can be regarded as a talent."

Muttering to himself, Lin Lin floated in the air in the posture of an upside-down hangman.

The upside-down view of the whole world felt a little fresh to her, but it soon wore off.

"Really, what am I doing?"

After complaining to himself, Lin Lin looked at the computer screen again.

On the screen, there is an almost blank document, the name of which is the adapted script.

Yes, because she was ruthlessly disliked by Yuemi before, Lin Lin's young heart suffered great damage, so that the whole ghost became a little transparent, so she learned from the pain and decided to work hard, no longer be a pigeon, and be a good ghost of a good party with hard work, ideals and ambitions.

So she's now trying to write an adaptation of Death Note, but the problem is that she can't write it at all!

And rightfully so.

Don't look at Lin Lin pretending to be very happy in front of Yuemi, what comics are original and what game scripts are all at your fingertips, so easy that you don't want to, but there are prerequisites - Lin Lin has seen all those things!

However, the movie adaptation of the script made Lin Lin in his previous life look at it!

She's an editor! Or an overworked editor!

It would be nice to have some time to play the game! How can you think about the kind of movie adaptation script that you don't have any interest in!

Inexistent!

So now Lin Lin is worried, she really doesn't know how the so-called movie adaptation script is written, if the original author of the general comic book might be able to write a copy for the director to fill up, if it doesn't work, let the director watch it himself, but Lin Lin can't.

I still remember that before Yuemi drew comics and didn't make money, Lin Lin also tried to write online articles on the Internet, hoping to make some money by relying on that, but the reality is very cruel, let alone making money, the little thing she wrote, she didn't even get the signing qualification.

To this day, those black histories are still saved in the hard drive of the computer!

Of course, it's the computer that's been scrapped - to put it simply, that black history has been physically destroyed.

Now as long as she doesn't tell others, no one will know that those shameful things on the Internet are written by her!

Anyway, no one will believe it, right?

All in all, Lin Lin is quite worried now, this thing is really not in the category that her little plug-in can solve-Lord God gave Lin Lin a good memory, but he didn't give her the supporting spirituality.

"So what to do now?"

After several minutes of typing the next line, Lin Lin raised his hands and announced that he had given up treatment.

I can't write it myself, and if I write it forcibly, it may leave a bad impression on others - the name Sanshan is also famous, and what Lin Lin writes at his own real level is obviously a shoddy product in the eyes of others, which is easy to give people the feeling that she Sanshan is perfunctory.

This is not conducive to the development of Yuemi.

So the only solution is to find someone to ghostwrite, but who is better?

Among the people she and Yuemi knew, Yuemi herself was excluded in the first place.

The level of that girl is compared with Lin Lin, that is, fifty steps and a hundred steps, the difference is who is fifty steps and who is one hundred steps.

And among the others, he has a better relationship with Yuemi

Ji Kaiwei is one of the candidates, after all, she has a strong relationship with Yuemi, and occasionally contacts Lin Lin herself, it will be more convenient to please, and she herself has a certain level of writing - people have serialized it in magazines.

Anna is not good, Anna is a painter, although it is said that the language score is good, but the relationship between the language score and the level of writing articles is not as big as imagined.

She's brainy enough, but let her adapt and wait, Anna is not a hot-blooded brain, she used to serialize suspenseful reasoning comics?

Then add one alternative.

And He Qiuzhi and Bai Qiongjiu? One is a program ape, and the other is really simple, only drawing, and passes directly.

Among the rest of the people, Fu Mengzhu himself is still too busy and can only draw, and those adults are busy with work

If you think about it carefully, in fact, there are few people she and Yuemi know unexpectedly, although they are much stronger than before.

In the past, Miss Xue Yi was the only one who was close to Yuemi, and Miss Xue Yi was still unknown all year round.

"Wait?"

Floating cross-legged in the air, Lin Lin felt that he had a brilliant idea.

So she went straight to the floor and came downstairs, Yuemi was sitting at the dining table drawing, and the wind direction of the air conditioner not far away was facing the girl.

I remember that a few days ago, this girl said that she didn't like to turn on the air conditioner, and it was really fragrant in a few days, tsk.

Floating to the girl's side, Lin Lin knocked her head very decisively: "I said don't let the air conditioner wind face you, do you want to catch a cold?" Or do you think you're stupid so you don't catch a cold? ”

"You're stupid!"

Yuemi, who was covering her head, was angry for a while, and glared at Lin Lin viciously - she was concentrating on painting, and the whole line was crooked by Lin Lin's knock.

Fortunately, this is still the line drawing that Zhang just started, otherwise she would definitely have to turn her face.

"Really, by the way, Yuemi, let me ask you, do you know where Miss Xueyi has been lately?"

Adjust the air conditioner to swing the wind casually, and then push the fan blades upward, Lin Lin asked.

Miss Xue Yi was still pretending to be a guardian at home during the Spring Festival, but a few days later, she ran out to fool around again, and she seemed to have called Yuemi to ask her to see if there were any thieves in Miss Xue Yi's house.

"Miss Xue Yi" Yue Mi nodded her chin and recalled, then flipped out her mobile phone, "Miss Xue Yi seems to be in China during this time, and she gave me local snacks a few days ago, I found it, she is now in Xinwu." ”

"In this way, Xinwu, it's not very far," Lin Lin heard that Miss Xue Yi was still in China, so he settled down, rubbed his hands and laughed like a fox ready to steal chickens, "Yuemi, you can help me ask, does Miss Xue Yi know anyone who is better at writing scripts." ”

As a painter who likes to wander everywhere, Miss Xue Yi must know a lot of people!

"Huh?"

Yuemi blinked, with a cute face.