After sorting out the 200 pages of drawings, all that was left was a cover, and with so many works juxtaposed, an eye-catching cover was definitely a top priority. This is not a problem for Du Ziyuan, who plans to have a meal before painting.

He directly exchanged a family bucket in the system, held it in his arms and went out while eating. Anyway, it's okay to be idle, so it's better to go out and see how others are doing.

As soon as he went out, he saw Zhou Wei standing in the corridor.

"What are you doing here?"

"Teacher Shanfeng, you're out!" Zhou Wei was overjoyed when he saw that it was Du Ziyuan, "Great! You didn't come out yesterday, and we couldn't find you if we wanted to." ”

"Do you want to eat chicken?" Du Ziyuan handed over a piece of fried chicken wings, "What are you looking for me for?"

Because of the rule that he could not interfere with other people's creations, no one could knock on the door and call him after he hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door, so he could only wait until he came out by himself.

"Thank you," Zhou Wei subconsciously took the chicken wings, and immediately reacted, "Ah! No! It's not this, I want to ask you how you solved the problem?"

"Okay, what's wrong? No inspiration?" Du Ziyuan asked casually.

"Just a 'death' word, how to get inspiration, I estimate that 5 out of 10 are interpreted as killing and bloody, and the remaining 4 are separated by life and death, and finally there is a blind writing. Zhou Wei complained weakly.

"Almost, a dead word, what else do you want to write?Can cultivating immortals survive the catastrophe?" Du Ziyuan chatted with him casually while eating, and looked downstairs by the way.

This building is surrounded by the soldiers of the Seven Blades Nation on three floors and three layers outside, and it is said that there are warriors from the Imperial Sky Realm, and even flies can't fly in.

Zhou Wei said: "So, how to write new ideas about the same type of subject matter has become the key, yesterday at the beginning of several authors in our country got together to discuss, trying not to write similar plots, but by the time we went to find you, you had already locked yourself in the house." ”

"Uh, is there anything else to discuss?" Du Ziyuan is obviously used to painting alone, and has no concept of cooperating with others at all, "Whatever, I'm done painting anyway, if you encounter any difficulties, try to find me today, and I'll leave tomorrow." ”

This round can be delivered in advance, but Du Ziyuan's drawings will be stored and released together at that time. Du Ziyuan disliked that the room here was too small to roll around on the floor, so he couldn't wait to leave.

Zhou Wei was surprised: "What! You are leaving tomorrow? You are so fast!"

"Tsk, can you speak!" Du Ziyuan glared at him unhappily. Did this guy say this ambiguous thing on purpose?

"Huh?" Zhou's brain circuits were obviously not as slippery as Du Ziyuan's, and he didn't know where he was wrong.

Du Ziyuan pursed his fingers, picked up a corn cob and gnawed it: "That's it, come to me for something, I'll go down to see my brother-in-law and sister." ”

Tang Junhao is on the 1st floor, and Yanyun Songzi is on the 4th floor, which he asked yesterday.

Zhou Wei was still shocked that Du Ziyuan completed the work in 1 day, after all, he knew very well how troublesome the drawing of comics was. He tried his best, and on the premise of ensuring quality, he could draw up to 30 pages in 7 days. So this time, the result of his discussion with Wang Zhiqiu was still mainly text, and he was only responsible for drawing illustrations.

He couldn't imagine how much Du Ziyuan could draw in a day and a night. This time it's a competition of 100 works, and whether it's too short or too long, it will be very disadvantageous. Especially if the amount is small, how to tell a good story can also become a huge problem.

[Could it be that this time Mr. Shanfeng switched to words and stopped drawing comics?] For a moment, he even had such a thought.

When he came back to his senses, Du Ziyuan was gone. Zhou Wei immediately returned to the room to find Wang Zhiqiu.

......

Du Ziyuan went down to the 4th floor and came to Yanyun Songzi's room. There was no Do Not Disturb sign on the door, so he knocked on it. There is no need to worry about someone taking the sign, because only deliberately disturbing others will violate the law, and the penalty is also to punish the person who took the sign.

The door soon opened, and Matsuko walked out wearing a robe, looking as if she was taking a nap with sleepy eyes.

"Why did you come to me at this time? I couldn't find you yesterday. She rubbed her eyes and grumbled.

"I didn't think about it that much, I started drawing when I got the title," Du Ziyuan handed over a fried chicken leg, "Eat chicken?"

"No," Matsuko shook her head, "you're taking advantage of me." ”

"Young people's minds shouldn't be so dirty," Du Ziyuan had no choice but to put down the chicken leg and continue to nibble on the corn cob, "Is there anything you need my help with, I'll go back tomorrow." ”

"Damn! you're done!" Matsuko was unsurprisingly taken aback.

"yes, isn't it amazing?"

"Well, I'll admit it's you who are faster. Matsuko said.

"That's what you say...... Why does it feel weird?"

"Young people don't think so dirty," Songzi said, "Thank you for your concern, but I'm not going to even need help in the first round." ”

"Okay, I wish you all the best," Du Ziyuan nodded, "Then I'll go see the second child." ”

"Well, there you go. After saying that, Matsuko closed the door, and seeing that she yawned, she probably planned to go back to sleep for a while.

[She had an all-nighter last night.] Du Ziyuan thought so, and came to the first floor again.

It's a pity that Tang Junhao seems to be immersed in creation, and there is a Do Not Disturb sign hanging on the door. Du Ziyuan had no choice but to go back to the fifth floor.

As soon as he reached the fifth floor, he found that Wang Zhiqiu was already waiting for him there.

"Teacher Shanfeng, have you really finished drawing?" As soon as he saw Du Ziyuan, Wang Zhiqiu immediately rushed over.

"Well, yes," Du Ziyuan leaned back slightly, "Do you eat chicken?"

"No," Wang Zhiqiu shook his head vigorously, "I really want to know how you solved the problem and what you drawn, but now is the time of the competition, I won't ask this, this is only the first round, if I can't pass on my own, what qualifications do I have to stand on this stage with you." ”

"Okay. "Since one or two are so ambitious, Du Ziyuan will not force it. He chatted with the two of them a few more times and then went back to his room to continue drawing the cover.

After drawing the cover, he slept soundly again. Early in the morning of the third day, the staff was called to seal the manuscript and leave the venue.

This is the 13th Seven Blades Festival, so many places have been perfected, and there will be no cases of anyone secretly destroying or altering the sketches. The staff swept the sketch into the Lingguang Jade in front of Du Ziyuan, and then uploaded it to the official website, without any room for manipulation in the middle.