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In the first year of the release of "Chess Soul", Liang Yu did not run here, at that time, from Cangnan Girls' School to Chen Nan's rented studio, it took two hours to cross most of Qiu Nan, but Liang Yu basically insisted on an average frequency of one trip every two weeks, going back and forth in between.

When did it gradually start to come less, Liang Yu looked at the floating light outside the window and couldn't help but think.

Halfway through, she gave up her seat to an old lady who got on the bus, and she was praised for her beautiful appearance, which made the college student on the side who originally wanted to pretend to sleep unable to sit still, and hurriedly got up to give her a place, but Liang Yu shook his head and replied in a clean and nice voice: "Thank you, but I'm going to get off the train at the next stop." ”

She flicked her ponytail, leaving a fuzzy wind in her wake.

In their eyes, she is a girl, and there is no doubt that Liang Yu suddenly remembered that it has been three years since she became what she is now.

It's not long or short, compared to the 26 spring and autumn seasons when she was Liang Yu in the past, it is less than a fraction, but if you remove the childhood when the memory has been blurred, the weight of these three years is suddenly much heavier. And if it is another three years, ten years, thirty years, what should she do, will she forget about her past as Liang Yu, in fact, the shadow of boys in the past has become more and more faint in her now, she has become accustomed to menstruation that comes every month, knows how to wear a bra and the choice of underwear, and many girls will pay attention to the maintenance and dressing methods that boys don't know at all.

Liang Yu, Liang Yu, stupid can't tell the difference.

At the beginning, I was obsessed with achieving the wish of the lonely smiling girl in front of the empty window, so desperately learning to draw that I had never started, which has become such an indispensable habit now, but the medical knowledge I learned before, except for some basics. It's all become weak, and if she is in charge of surgery, she doesn't dare anymore.

Liang Yu, Liang Yu. It's not clear what to tell the difference.

Especially recently, she has gradually figured out whether a doctor named Liang Yu was attached to a girl named Liang Yu, or a girl named Liang Yu who gained a memory that did not belong to her.

Is there a difference. Doesn't it make a difference?

Liang Yu always felt that he had caught something, but at that moment of inspiration, it disappeared without a trace.

Of course, Liang Yu is not the only one who has changed, the person she is about to visit now is also a person who has changed in the silent years, although she herself should insist that she still has not changed.

I went up the stairs to the second floor and saw the closed door, originally. Liang Yu had a spare key to this studio, but the last time she left, she returned the key to Chen Nan.

Liang Yu hesitated slightly, she tugged at the bag of her satchel and rang the doorbell.

"Who?"

Chen Nan's voice came from the room, and the footsteps of a string of slippers, today may not be the day when the assistant comes to the door, the rent is paid on an annual basis, and it will not be until next month, so she is a little strange which visitor it will be.

"It's me." When the door is opened. Liang Yu greeted with a smile.

When he saw Liang Yu, Chen Nan was stunned at first, a little surprised, and a little panicked. But her cold face made it impossible to see what she was thinking most of the time, she pondered for a while, and finally figured out the reason why Liang Yu would appear here: "Yes, I have to run Comiket recently, so you are back......"

"It's also to see old friends." Liang Yu said.

Chen Nan smiled faintly and beckoned Liang Yu: "Come in." ”

The studio has basically not changed since when Liang Yu left, but the assistant didn't come today. Only Chen Nan's main table by the window is full of paintbrushes and papers, but this is the same as in the past.

"I'll make you tea."

"Thank you."

"Sit casually." Chen Nan greeted Liang Yu, then turned around and went into the kitchen.

At this point, she was never so polite in the past, perhaps, there is indeed a feeling of being separated.

Liang Yu didn't feel too much emotion because of this, looking at Chen Nan's desk full of painting tools, she couldn't help but walk over. The original manuscript on the desk should be the original manuscript she is now serializing on Fantasy.

Liang Yu took a closer look, and what came to his face was still that kind of majestic feeling, comics are not as good as animation, there is no sense of movement such as action, especially fighting comics, to draw that kind of flowing battle scene, but it is very exquisite to study the skills of cartoonists.

And among them, there are more profound ones, who can pass through the guò frame, bleeding and lens changes so that the comics that can't move will act on their own in the reader's mind, Chen Nan, who has this kind of painting skills, is indeed a leader in this industry.

To be honest, Liang Yu is also paying attention to the comic "Stakes", but the reason for watching this comic is not how good it is, but because Chen Nan is the painter of this work. Of course, as far as Liang Yu's understanding is concerned, the response to this comic is quite good, and after promoting it smoothly before, its popularity has stabilized in the top three in Fantasy.

In this way, perhaps judging from the results, "Stakes" has surpassed "Chess Soul" in Fantasy, but on the whole, a large number of fans of "Chess Soul" have gathered on single books and animations, and now the results of "Stakes" are based on Chen Nan's past accumulation, but there is undoubtedly a long way to go to catch up with the status of Chess Soul.

She couldn't help but think of what Guo Pinyuan said to Liang Yu before coming today: "Chen Nan's competitiveness in winning and losing is too strong, the ranking is dead, and there will indeed be high and low, but comics, a touching thing, can't be evaluated simply by a number, I hope she won't be too herself because of that kind of thing that is shelved." ”

Liang Yu put down the original manuscript in her hand and looked at the piles of waste manuscripts in the garbage basket next to the chair, at first, Liang Yu thought that she was not satisfied with the painting, but when she looked at it carefully, she found that something was wrong, because some manuscripts were completed manuscripts that had even been pasted with outlets.

If this does not meet the requirements, Liang Yu's casual painting should be cut in half.

It just so happened that Chen Nan came out of the kitchen with a water glass.

Liang Yu couldn't hold back: "Chen Nan, these sketches have been pasted with outlets and painted backgrounds, why don't you use them, are you not satisfied?" ”

But to be honest, that's a bit too much.

Chen Nan's face showed a bad expression for a moment, but this trace of affection was quickly carefully hidden: "No, it's just that there are some problems in the plot, and I found that it could be better, so I changed it." ”

"However, it takes a lot of time to rework, and it's not just you who has to work hard, but the assistant has to work twice as hard."

The assistant is paid as much as he wants, but sometimes, you can't even pay for it. Just like Chen Nan, her assistants here come 3 times a week, calculated by the hour, because of the remote location, when drawing chess souls in the past, there were often only two assistants, and I don't know if they have made up for it now.

Chen Nan pursed his lips, brought the teacup to the table on the coffee table, rubbed his arms and said, "It's not very often, because it's my willfulness, so it's ......"

"You painted it all by yourself?" Liang Yu asked.

Chen Nan was silent.

If you haven't drawn comics, you won't know how hard it is, especially Chen Nan's kind of painting, the brushstrokes can be sharpened with experience, and they can also be accelerated, but the delicate pictures like living creatures can be said to be condensed in it, and it is impossible to have such an effect without taking time.

"Your body ......" Chen Nan had a history of being tired and admitted to the hospital in the past, so Liang Yu was very worried about her.

"I'm fine, I get enough sleep for six hours a day."

"Six hours is too little."

"If you get enough sleep, you only need four hours of sleep."

As he was talking, there was a sudden sound of the door lock turning outside the door, Liang Yu and Chen Nan paused the conversation, and their eyes involuntarily looked in the same direction, but before they saw him, they heard his voice first.

"Chen Nan, about the story of the next issue, I think there are still a few things that need to be changed, I think it would be better to tell you about it."

Tang Xuan brandished a manuscript and his figure appeared at the end of the porch.

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