My Cartoonist Strategy

In June, the scorching sun was like a big fireball, hanging above the fan shooting session. Even in the evening, the temperature did not mean to drop.

This is the biggest comic fan meeting in Yunhai. Many comic lovers will come here to try their luck, hoping to find a favorite fan fan.

The sun is sloping west, and the fan show is still full of people, and the readers around the stall are reading the fanzines on the desktop.

A young man standing behind the stall wiped his forehead and gasped a little.

The young man was seventeen or eighteen years old, had broken hair in the middle, fair skin, left a tear mole at the corner of his left eye, his eyes were bright and bright, and he often smiled, giving the feeling of a boy next door.

His name in this world is Shen Xin.

A month ago, he was just a third-rate online novelist, but now he accidentally traveled to this world and became a first-year art student.

They all blamed the careless Grim Reaper, misreading his name and pulling him out of the original world.

After learning of the work error, Bleach immediately admitted the error.But his body has been cremated and there is no way to return to the sun.

Reaper can only find another way to let him successfully cross this person named Shen Xin, and at the same time, he is also given three comic capsules with different functions.

After eating the comics capsules, Shen Xin knew their role.

First of all, the comics he has seen on the earth can be clearly recalled-in this world, there are no other comics of the earth except for the comics of Tezuka.

Secondly, he mastered the relevant experience of cartoonists. The content related to comics, including the use of storyboards, composition, and tools, are included.When he uses a dip pen, these will come to mind clearly. What he lacks is to turn this knowledge into his own use.

Third, when practicing painting, he will have a 100% growth rate bonus, which will allow him to improve his comic experience, painter and many other capabilities in a short period of time.

He knows that this is the golden finger in online novels, but please, he is an online novelist, what do you give him a comic capsule?

However, when he really understood the world, he understood the good intentions of death-this world has no online novels.What is more sad is that the most popular novel magazines in China, such as martial arts, are more focused on writing than writing.

Bibi pen?

It's not a big deal. In terms of writing, he has never won an online writer of the same grade, let alone the author of a novel magazine.

In comparison, under the influence of District 11, Huaxia’s comics have also become very popular. There are three comic magazines with more than three million copies in a single issue.

These three magazines have been called "three major journals" by Huaxia Manyou.

As for the host, he was a student of the Fine Arts Department during his lifetime, and he also inspired to become the "Three Major" Taizhu cartoonist. These attributes fit well with the comic capsule.

Hmmm...Thinking about it, Bleach is pretty good to him.

Wait... isn't Grim Reaper the same bastard who killed him?

Thinking of this, Shen Xin felt indescribably depressed.

Before he traversed, he was a dead mansion, and there were more comics.

After crossing, he became Shen Xin, and his life rhythm did not change much. Except that his family members were killed in a car accident a year ago, and he also had a sister who had no blood relationship, the life rhythm did not change much.He usually stays in the house, but the hard tool is changed from a keyboard to a dip pen.

After selling a fanzine, Shen Xin took the mineral water bottle and drank the last bite into his belly, but his throat was still dry.

"Yang Bo's guy... just bought a piece of water, but it hasn't come back until now." Shen Xin sighed.

This time, he and the members of Manyan Society came to the "Fandou Exhibition", on the one hand, to sell the fanzine,

In large-scale fan shows, there are usually some comic magazine editors who rent a booth to accept submissions from fan authors.

The host was very short of money. During his lifetime, he also submitted articles to several large comic magazines. As a result, there was no news.

Originally, he hoped to use this fan show to find some opportunities, but as time went by, the opportunities became slim.

At this moment, a bottle of chilled mineral water suddenly appeared in front of Shen Xin, frightening him, followed by a familiar voice ringing in his ear.

"your."

Shen Xin looked up and saw blonde hair. The young man in the white shirt was looking at him with a smile.

"Yang Bo, do you know to come back? I'm almost thirsty to death." Shen Xin took the mineral water and took a big sip. The cold mineral water entered the throat and filled the mouth with sweetness.

When he put down the mineral water bottle, it was already empty.

"I did it for you, but I ran most of the fan show."

"For me?" Shen Xin was confused.

"The booth of the magazine is in District 11. If you want to submit a paper, hurry up." Yang Bo grinned, showing his white teeth.

11... District 11?

This area... feels weird?

The next door to China is not the 11th district?

The 11th district of the world is not much different from China's relationship with earth time.

"I didn't lie to you, it's true." Yang Bo handed the mineral water to others in the society.

"Then... Yang Bo, I'll go to the 11th district to take a look first, and I will invite you to dinner." Shen Xin quickly grabbed the last comrades and hurriedly left the stall.

Yunhai is not a first-tier city in China, but the atmosphere of the second element is relatively strong. The exhibition is about to end, but the number of exhibitors has not decreased.This is a good example.

At the same time, due to the excellent comic atmosphere, some comic magazines have also been bred, but the sales volume is not too high, most of them are between tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of volumes.

Shen Xin took his picture book and hurried to District 11.

It's getting late, most of the stalls have been closed, the remaining magazines are not very famous, and the monthly sales should be around tens of thousands of copies.

Relying on the sales of tens of thousands of volumes, even if Shen Xin submits using the famous cartoons of the earth, it is difficult to make waves.

In addition to its own strength, the platform is also very important.

Shen Xin swept through the stalls and expelled magazines with only tens of thousands of sales. If he met his requirements, there was only one stall left-"Monthly Dreamer".

The sales volume of this magazine is about 6-7 million copies, and it has a certain reputation in China.

The disadvantage is that this magazine is a monthly magazine, and only one magazine is sold a month, which is obviously different from the weekly magazine.

It would be nice if it was a weekly magazine. After all, the more you draw, the more you will get for the manuscript.

Shen Xin had no choice. After taking a deep breath, he took a step and came to the booth of Dreamer magazine.

The two editors who were chatting sat upright immediately after seeing Shen Xin.

"Hello." A young man in a floral shirt stood up and bowed slightly to Shen Xin.

This editor should be twenty-six or six years old, a little taller than Shen Xin, about one meter seven or eight.He was skinny and wore black framed glasses, showing a warm smile.

"Hello, is this "Dreamer" magazine?" Shen Xin held the magazine and looked at the young man.

"Yes, I am editor Wang Wenhong, can I help you, please?" The young man tried to keep a smile.

Net red?Good name.

Shen Xin suddenly had a good impression on Wang Wenhong and put the picture book in his hand on the table. "This is my work. I want to ask, can this level be serialized in your magazine?"

The young man picked up the picture book with a smile on his face, and suddenly felt his hands a little damp, and his heart suddenly felt unhappy.

"Oh, I drank the water just now, maybe there are drops of water splashing on it?" Shen Xin explained.

"That's right." Wang Wenhong's complexion immediately returned to normal, and he smiled. "It's so hot, understandable. Let me look at the contents of the album first... Well, the name is "Witch", right?"

"Yes." Shen Xin nodded slightly.

The outline and name of this doujinshi were drawn by the host during his lifetime. Because the time was too fast, he did not do more processing. After slightly modifying the name, he began to hook lines and draw doujinshi.

The readability of the story is average, but relying on the experience brought to him by the comic capsule makes him believe that the division and composition of the comic are absolutely no problem.

Sure enough, Wang Wenhong nodded immediately after watching it, "It's very good, the painter is solid, and the characteristics of the girl are all shown. But..."

Wang Wenhong paused for a while, "The two of us are only editors, and we can't reply to you immediately... Otherwise, you will leave your contact information, and when there is news, how can I contact you?"

"Ok."

Shen Xin was overjoyed and immediately wrote his name and phone number on the cover of the album.

Seeing Shen Xin disappear into the sea of ​​people, Wang Wenhong's face instantly became cold.

"Brother Wang, I didn't expect you to dig two treasures a day." The female editor sitting next to him teased.

"Which stone do you think is a baby? It may be pure jade, or it may be the stone of the stinking pit. The story is the soul of the comics, this album... the story is nothing new." Said, Wang Wenhong will Shen Xin The album was dropped to the ground, "I already have jade in my hand, how could I be interested in stinky stones?"

"Eh? But didn't you just leave his phone?" the female editor puzzled.

"Well, if I refuse him directly, how sad should he be?" Wang Wenhong's words were full of ridicule.

"What if he waits for you to reply?" the female editor asked.

"That means he is a fool, what does it have to do with me? If you feel bad about him, pick it up and keep it." Wang Wenhong said with a smile.

The female editor looked coldly at the picture book on the ground, wrinkled her nose, and shook her head again and again, so that she didn't want others to throw away things.

"Look, don't you think he can't? Well, the time is almost up, hurry up and close the stall." Wang Wenhong stretched his lazy waist.

The female editor put the received magazine into the box, and Wang Wenhong picked up the box and left the booth with the female editor.

Not long after the two had walked, a tall woman walked past the booth of Monthly Dreamer, and her footsteps stopped suddenly, looking down at the picture book under her feet.

""Witch"?" The woman picked up the picture book, roughly read it again, her brow furrowed slightly, she read the manga carefully again, and put the discarded picture book into her bag, "Shen Xin? Interesting..."

The mood of a woman's depressed day was swept away at this moment.

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[Chapter 1 is a little different from the introduction. The introduction will be revised in a few days.