My Cartoonist Strategy

When Qiao Yu returned to the studio, it was already evening.

Shen Xin saw a tired look at Qiao Yu and was not sure what Yan Fei said to him, but he could see that he was in a bad mood.

Also, it is strange that the submission is rejected and the mood is good.

After coming to this world, Shen Xin was smooth sailing, but before crossing, his manuscript was often rejected.

"That... or, you take a rest today?" Shen Xin said.

"But there is no original manuscript to draw..." Qiao Yu surprised.

"I don't have any problem with it today. Rest assured, the remuneration will not be deducted." Shen Xin said with a smile.

Qiao Yu listened to Shen Xin's paintings and smiled reluctantly, "Thank you Mr. Shen."

Ruan Ying heard Qiao Yu's words with weakness, and roughly guessed one or two. When she saw Qiao Yu leaving, she showed helplessness.

Qiao Yu carried his backpack and returned to the dormitory.

Not thinking about eating, but lying on the bed and unable to sleep, so he sat up again from the bed and took out the original manuscript in his backpack. Every editor's comment was like a steel needle stuck in his heart.

What should I do in the future?

Qiao Yu leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling, feeling confused.

"Boom boom."

The door of the room was suddenly knocked, and Qiao Yu immediately sat upright.

Is my door knocked?

Just when Qiao Yu was surprised, the knock on the door rang again.

"Who?" Qiao Yu asked.

"Wang Wenhong." The person outside said suddenly.

Wang Wenhong?What is he doing here?

As an assistant, Qiao Yu has heard about the editors of major magazines in Yunhai, and also has contact information.An assistant like him basically belongs to wherever he has a job and where he has to go.Therefore, we must always pay attention to the editor's trends and recommend ourselves at any time.

But he had little contact with the editor of Dreamer, and it was not clear why Wang Wenhong would come to him.

Opening the door, Sure enough, Wang Wenhong, wearing a black coat and carrying gifts, stood outside the door.

"Wang Bian, how did you find me here?" Qiao Yu was puzzled.

"Private business." Wang Wenhong pushed the middle frame of his glasses. "This is not a place to speak. Can I go in and talk?"

"Oh, please come in, please come in." Qiao Yu quickly gave way to Wang Wenhong.

Wang Wenhong put the gift on the table and took the chair from Qiao Yu.

"How have you lived recently?" Wang Wenhong looked around. The decoration in the room was extremely simple. Apart from the wardrobe, there was only one table and one chair.Now Qiao Yu has nowhere to sit but can only sit on the bed.

There are quite a lot of tools for drawing comics and comic books. It seems that Qiao Yu spent a lot of money on this.

"Fortunately. There is nothing wrong with normal life." Qiao Yu glanced at Wang Wenhong and said, "Wang Bian came over, wasn't it to say this?"

"Hey." Wang Wenhong touched his chin. "Since you like to open the door, I won't talk nonsense. Can you come to me? Let's be an assistant to Shake."

"Digging people?" Qiao Yu snorted coldly.

"It's not impossible for you to understand this." Wang Wenhong admitted straightforwardly.

"Wang Bian, although "Shake Up" was much better than "Y's" when it was originally serialized, but the one-line book was completely at a disadvantage. Why should I abandon "Y's" and go to "Shake Up" as an assistant?" Qiao Yu shook Shook his head.

"Sure enough. I'll pay double?" Wang Wenhong laughed.

"Double?" Qiao Yu looked tight.

"Yes, although "Y's" is a big hit, but your remuneration has not risen yet?" Wang Wenhong continued to ask.

"No."

"So, rather than expecting, it is better to get the money." Wang Wenhong smiled lightly.

Qiao Yu shook his head again, "Sorry, I don't want to go."

"Wouldn't you like to triple it? Boy, don't be too greedy." Wang Wenhong instantly calmed down.

"It has nothing to do with money. With Teacher Shen, I can learn a lot of things." Qiao Yu stood up from the bed. "Wang Bian, I'm afraid you don't know there is something called'dream', right?"

The first time Wang Wenhong dug a corner, he encountered such a stunned man, and he couldn't find any narration for a while.

"Dream? You are too middle two..." Wang Wenhong muttered to himself, glanced at the desktop, and suddenly saw the envelope on the desktop, his eyes lit up.

He is familiar with this type of envelope.

"This is the manuscript you drew?" Wang Wenhong asked.

"Huh." Qiao Yu nodded slightly.

"Ready to submit?"

"No... has been rejected."

"Can I see it?" Wang Wenhong asked.

"The painting is terrible." He said so on the mouth, but Qiao Yu still handed the original to Wang Wenhong, he was still unwilling.

Wang Wenhong glanced at the editor's comments on the back.

"Dark fairy, the idea is very good, very inspiring. But the style is too dark, not suitable for juvenile comics."

"There is a foreshadowing in front, there is always a main line, and let people read along with this main line, the mirror and the painter need to be improved."

"Dark in the early stage and complete in the end, I like this kind of story, but the handling of details is not good, especially the painted body is very uncomfortable."

...

Wang Wenhong saw the editor's comments and already had a general understanding of the manuscript, so the expected value was adjusted relatively low.A quick review of the original manuscript confirms the inner thought.

"Who is your editor?"

"Sister Yan Fei."

"It's her..." Wang Wenhong rubbed his chin. This short story is not good for the idea or the painter. It is really troublesome to handle.

If it is a manuscript, he will definitely not take this manuscript, but he is now digging people, of course, as much as possible to see if there is room for operation.

After reading the manuscript three or four times, Wang Wenhong dropped the manuscript.

"Although it is a hostile magazine, I admit that what these editors say is true, no matter, it cannot be changed." Wang Wenhong's tone is also not very sure, "As for whether it can be published in the magazine, it still depends on your name ."

"How to change?" Qiao Yu's eyes were very bright.

"You promise to leave "Y's" first." Wang Wenhong said.

"If you guarantee that my long story can be serialized, I will listen to you." Qiao Yu said.

"I will not make such a guarantee. A talented person, even if there is only one short chance, he can seize it, and then start a long story. If you do not have such determination, it is not worth it for me to change your name. You still Honestly continue to be an assistant?" Wang Wenhong stood up from his seat.

In the final analysis, Qiao Yu's ambition is not to be an assistant, but at present, his work has no potential to catch fire. Even if he gives up, Wang Wenhong will not regret it.

"You mean... I have no talent for creating long-form comics?" Qiao Yu said aloud.

"You don't even believe in yourself, how can I make you believe in you?" Wang Wenhong asked rhetorically.

Seeing Wang Wenhong prepare to leave, Qiao Yu finally made up his mind, "I know, don't you just gamble? I bet!"

The corners of Wang Wenhong's mouth were slightly warped, and one of Shen Xin's "feet" was removed first. Next, Shen Xin's other "foot" should be moved.