Li Hao's eyes were bloodshot, and he sat at the desk, his refreshing black hair had been rubbed by him. That look on the verge of collapse gave Ye Feng a bad feeling, as if he was going to pick up the drawing board on the table in the next second. It's not SAI that's on his computer, it's DIE.

Ye Feng hurriedly comforted him: "Wasn't it optimistic about the storyboard last week?" What's stuck? Find out and storyboard and show me! ”

Li Hao rubbed his face, his mood was close to collapse: "It's useless, what I drew is not a comic, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival welfare, it's the bookmark!" ”

This Ye Feng is strange, just painting a picture, no need for the foreshadowing of the previous plot, no need to lay the groundwork for the later plot, and there is no theme stipulated, just draw an independent painting and send it to the reader, how can it be a card draft?

The problem lies in this lack of theme, and in many cases not having a theme means that there is no theme, and Li Hao's mind is blank, and he doesn't know what to draw to give to his readers. He fell into a strange circle of thinking, and it didn't take long for him to get into the horns and never get out again.

What do you want to give to readers who have always supported you during the Mid-Autumn Festival?

Draw the moon and draw moon cakes? That's too cheesy! Draw a rabbit and draw Chang'e? Isn't that even more cheesy! Draw a character from your own work? It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, what are you doing with this? Draw something from your own life? Who cares about your life, everyone just wants to see better-looking works!

Li Hao threw himself into Ye Feng's arms, and cried out with a wow, and his saliva fell onto her shoulder: "Little Ninth Sister, I can't draw it, I'm exhausted, my Jiang Lang is exhausted, my inspiration is exhausted, I can't even draw the most basic painting......"

This kid, why is his mentality so bad today, it's just that he has no inspiration, why is he in a hurry to collapse directly?

Ye Feng patted him on the shoulder to show comfort, after all, people who are engaged in creation are lonely and sensitive in their hearts, so they should be cared for: "Li Hao, what nonsense are you talking about, you are the most talented author I have ever seen, and you work harder than many authors, if a talented author like you will be able to do his best, then I can't imagine who else can continue on this road." ”

"It's okay, it's just a moment of late inspiration, so I didn't draw it, let's take a rest first, wait a while for dinner, I'll accompany you to find inspiration and discuss the content together, okay?"

She coaxed him like a child, and felt that he hugged her tighter like a coquettish, and then had to touch his head helplessly to reassure him.

After Li Hao's mood stabilized, he remembered that he didn't cook dinner today, he grabbed his hair embarrassedly for the loss of control just now, and when he lowered his head and smiled, the sharp little tiger teeth were slightly exposed, which looked very touching and cute, and people couldn't bear to say anything.

This child, no wonder he used to see more than a dozen guests a day in Japan, and he really couldn't help but want to take him into his arms and touch his head and kiss him.

I go, what are you thinking? Ye Feng severely criticized his impure thoughts in his heart, and he almost recited "color is emptiness, emptiness is color".

She felt that cooking was too troublesome, so she told him to make a tomato egg noodle, and the two of them made do with it and ate it, so they didn't need to be too particular.

He got a bunch of tears and saliva on her clothes, so she had to go back to her room to change them, and when she came out, she saw a rare scene.

There was a man and a woman standing at the door, the woman was in tears, the pear blossoms were raining, and the man was hugged tightly by her, looking very much like a woman who had finally found her long-missing boyfriend, and that boyfriend was not Ye Feng's baby author.

Li Hao raised his hands, made a gesture of surrender, and shouted Ye Feng as if asking for help: "Sister-"