Time passed second by second, Huang Yiru was like an old monk, completely immersed in the sketch, and completely forgot that there were two big living people around him.

Su Hang and Uncle Ying didn't care either, neither of them was a person who lacked patience.

For a moment, all that remained in the entire study was the sound of the clock "ticking, ticking".

……

Compared to the more than fifty volumes that have been published, seven volumes are not too much, but they are not small either.

"What's next?!"

In the end, Huang Yi unsurprisingly made a reaction that was no different from the original Su's father, Uncle Ying and others.

"What's down there?! You're really ...... How can there be a reason to leave the guests here and look at things by yourself, and don't look at what time it is! ”

Yes?

Hearing his wife's voice, Huang Yi woke up like a dream.

At some point, the lights in the room were turned on, and looking at the dim sky outside, he saw that four or five hours had passed.

"It's all this time?! It made the two of you wait for a long time. ”

Huang Yi jumped up and looked at Uncle Ying apologetically.

Originally, he only planned to take a cursory look at the quality of these drawings so that he could decide what to do next, but he fell into it so much that he completely forgot that he was still entertaining guests.

"Teacher Huang doesn't have to care."

Uncle Ying and Su Hang waved their hands indifferently, and Su Hang even smiled and said:

"Being fascinated by Mr. Huang is the biggest compliment for me."

Although with Su Hang's mastery of the ability, Huang Yi's reaction was really normal, but really seeing this scene still made him feel an abnormal sense of satisfaction.

"That's just as well."

Huang Yi also nodded in agreement.

As an author, if you can see someone squatting on the road with a copy of "Datang" and looking at it completely forgetful, it is really more effective than any verbal praise.

"Wait!"

Huang Yi suddenly felt that something was wrong, and was stunned for a moment before he heard the meaning of Su Hang's words, and pointed at him incredulously:

"This is your work?!"

"Not bad."

Su Hang nodded:

"Any questions?"

"How could there be no problem?!"

Huang Yi grabbed the sketch and spoke incoherently with some excitement:

"This ...... You...... You...... This...... How is it possible to draw it?! ”

"How do you speak!"

Seeing Huang Yi's excited appearance, Mrs. Huang immediately pinched him secretly, and then said kindly:

"If you can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't."

"You know what—oops!"

Halfway through speaking, Huang Yi let out another low cry of pain.

This time, the little hand around his waist didn't have any strength.

Thanks to this painful blessing, Huang Yi finally lost his excitement at the beginning, but his gaze at Su Hang was still full of doubt.

It's not that he's suspicious, it's Su Hang's age, which is really not convincing.

He also knows a lot about painting, as far as the stack of paintings taken out by Uncle Jiu, don't say that Xiangjiang is a huge whole country, with such paintings, it may be a little exaggerated to say that the number of ten fingers is a little exaggerated, but in terms of quantity, it will never exceed three digits.

Moreover, these dozens of people are basically respected painting masters, and they won't make a move when they are idle, so where will they surrender their identities and draw what cartoons?

Of course, it is not without exceptions.

As far as Huang Yi knows, three years ago, Shangmei spent a lot of money to produce animated films.

Among them, many painting masters were invited.

It's just that no matter how proud Huang Yi is, he will never think that his "Tang Dynasty" is also so honored.

What's more, this thick sketch really doesn't look like an official work.

After all, although this possibility is really very small, if he didn't agree to authorize, wouldn't these incomparably beautiful drawings be scrapped directly?

If you want to express sincerity at this level, you only need one volume, no, even if you only give the image design of the main character, it is enough to impress many people.

The work in front of me is more like the work of a loyal fan, with a hot head.

But, in any case, this is a fan of excellent art.

Painting, those who can achieve a little before the age of twenty are already rare young geniuses, like Su Hang's age, I'm afraid that he hasn't even laid the foundation.

This is no longer the category of talent, but a real demon.

In fact, if Su Hang was just an ordinary person, Huang Yi's judgment would not be wrong.

However, Su Hang has internal strength, national skills, and magical Taoism.

Either way, it's no worse than any painting talent, let alone all three in one?

As if seeing Huang Yi's disbelief, Uncle Ying also spoke:

"Teacher Huang, these are indeed Su Xiaoyou's works, and I can personally guarantee this."

"Uh...... Mr. Lin, you can't be joking, are you? ”

"Mr. Huang, what do you think? And I'm not a joker either. ”

Huang Yi was stunned again.

Unlike Su Hang, of course he couldn't ignore Uncle Ying's words, and Uncle Ying's expression at the moment was extremely serious, without the slightest intention of joking.

Although Huang Yi can also doubt whether Uncle Ying is deceiving people together, why did he do this?

In other words, what is special about Su Hang that deserves such favoritism from Uncle Ying?

Huang Yi looked at Su Hang seriously again, and happened to meet Su Hang's calm gaze.

"Mr. Huang doesn't believe it, I'll draw one myself after a while, facts speak louder than words."

It's good.

Huang Yi nodded silently, as Su Hang said, whether it is a liar or a demon, just try it.

The author's matter was put aside for the time being, and Uncle Ying finally got down to business:

"The purpose of my visit, I believe Mr. Huang should have guessed it."

"It's nature."

Huang Yi opened the sketch again and exclaimed again:

"The two of you must have come here to cooperate."

Unlike the first time he read it, when his whole mind was swept up in the world of the paintings, this time, Huang Yi considered these drawings from the perspective of an author, and immediately discovered more things.

The appeal that almost shines through the paper, the real and delicate to the terrifying details......

This is not so much a comic as a real movie, and even many of the parts he didn't expect were quietly filled up.

Even from the eyes of his original author, he can't find the slightest fault.

Note that here "completely" without any blemishes, not "almost", or "basic".

It's pretty scary!

After perceiving this, Huang Yi's already high opinion of the painter instantly rose to a huge level.

Correspondingly, the more I don't believe that Su Hang will be the real author of these sketches.