My Cartoonist Strategy

After buying back the coffee, Yan Fei also started her work.

In terms of painting, she can't help much, but can only use this time to find new assistants.

Sort the list of assistants from high to low according to their abilities and reference to their personalities.

Unconsciously, Yan Fei's eyes were sleepy, and her consciousness was gradually blurred. When she woke up, Yang Bo fell asleep on the table, wearing a coat, and before she fell asleep, sitting next to her for the original The darkened Xi Muhan, no trace of it at this moment, should go to the bedroom to rest.

Under the dim light, only Shen Xin was still holding the G pen to paint, and beside the work table, there were four empty coffee bottles.

Yan Fei stood up and crept to the drinking fountain, poured a cup of hot water, and placed it next to Shen Xin. His eyes looked at the original on the drawing board.

Ink lines are drawn on more complicated backgrounds. At the moment, Shen Xin is affixing dotted paper to the manuscript, and a beautiful pen for blackening is also placed on Shen Xin's hand.

Putting up the net knife, Shen Xin pressed the dot paper with a net knife, and then took a breath. When he turned back, he saw Yan Fei standing beside him.

"Take some hot water."

"Thank you." Shen Xin stretched his lazy waist, picked up the teacup, and took a sip. "Are you going to rest first?"

"I just woke up, when are you going to rest?" Yan Fei asked.

"Me? Soon tonight?" Shen Xin put down the teacup, picked up the beauty pen, and began to blacken it.

Yan Fei nodded slightly, picked up the teacup, turned back to the workbench, yawned, and continued to sort out the list of assistants. After it was done, it was already four o'clock in the morning, and Yan Fei also put on a dress and rested.

I don't know how long it passed, as if footsteps sounded in my ears.

Yan Fei sat up in a daze, rubbed her face, and Xi Muhan sat next to her again, and Yang Bo also picked up a mesh cutter and cut out the appropriate dot paper.

"I'm going to cook..." Yan Fei stood up.

"No, I bought food from the outside and put it in the kitchen. Sister Yan, if you are hungry, will you eat it?" Xi Muhan turned his head and smiled.

"Oh... ah? Thank you."

I wanted to "show my hands", but now I can only do it.

Yan Fei had breakfast and hurriedly left the studio.

She can't help Shen Xin with regard to painting. She can only hope to help Shen Xin find an assistant as soon as possible.

The studio is not a place to call, and Yan Fei returned to the car, holding the previously arranged list and contacting them one by one.

However, things are not going well.

Yan Fei can tell which assistants are better, and other editors also know.Therefore, a powerful assistant is naturally a stranger, and it is impossible to get alive.

Some assistants have returned to their homes because of the approaching Spring Festival.She can't wait until the new year, then find an assistant for Shen Xin?

The last batch of assistants was pulled to the blacklist by Yan Fei.

Not to mention the paintings of these people, their professional qualities will not work.She introduced work to some of them before, but was complained by cartoonists, saying that these people are either lazy or wanting to help the female assistant.

They can never be found.

"Really there is no way. Do you want to hire a student at a comics school?"

Yan Fei rubbed his forehead, thinking for a long time, but no clue.

After all, Yunhai's comic industry is too small.If you are in Hongchuan, it is estimated that there will not be so many troubles.I can't find it. I can invite those cartoonists who have been cut down and are not very demanding as assistants.

"Carved cartoonist?"

Yan Fei patted his forehead.

There are not many cartoonists with the ability to serialize in Yunhai City, and even if he is cut off, he will not give his own face to other cartoonists as an assistant.

"Y's" has a good momentum, but in the eyes of these cartoonists, Shen Xin is a child-like existence, their descendants,

In addition to these cartoonists, there are a group of people who also have good strength, that is, those who are eager to serialize.

Yan Fei stepped on the gas pedal, two black smoke came out from under the tire, and the black car rushed into the asphalt road like a black lightning.

Along the way, Yan Fei almost did not slow down, many times passing past other cars.

The editor-in-chief saw Yan Fei return to the editorial department and immediately stood up from his seat.

"Can Teacher Shen catch up?"

"I'm not sure. Teacher Shen hasn't slept all night, and is still working hard. By the way, is the editor-in-chief, Wang Wenhong, a ghost behind his back?" Yan Fei asked.

"Now, judging from the information I got, he is the most likely. But please don't tell Mr. Shen first, the time is too tight. Or wait until tomorrow? I will take advantage of this time to make sure." Yan Fei, sweaty, "You came over, didn't you specifically ask me about this?"

"No. Editor-in-chief, I want to see the shortlist contestants' contact information."

"Huh?" The editor-in-chief froze for a moment, then thought of something, "Wouldn't you just think..."

"I want to find two suitable painters from the painter and act as an assistant to Mr. Shen." Yan Fei said.

The editor-in-chief touched his chin with his right hand and thought for a long time. He pulled out a key from the drawer. "I know. You can view their drawings and contact information, but if the other party refuses, you will not persuade."

"I know." Yan Fei picked up the key and turned away.

Xiao Li saw Yan Fei walked out of the editorial department and got up to follow.

"Sister Yan." Xiaoli trot to catch up with Yan Fei.

"Ok?"

"I'm sorry... If I could say it earlier, maybe Teacher Shen wouldn't be so troublesome." Xiao Li looked entangled.

"It has nothing to do with you. No one expected Wang Wenhong to come here." Yan Fei stopped.

"Sister Yan, there are hundreds of people submitting short articles. You are really too slow to check on your own, shall I help you?" Xiao Li said.

"Thank you, please." Yan Fei nodded slightly.

It is not difficult to check the contact information, but most of the originals of the painters are still temporarily stored in the archive room, so if you want to view the originals, it will be more cumbersome.

In particular, after going through this incident, Yan Fei hopes to find an assistant with outstanding personality, at least not inexplicably leave the situation.Therefore, compared to outstanding painters, she is more inclined to find new people who have no serial experience.

After four or five hours of screening, Yan Fei selected ten more suitable people from hundreds of authors.

After recording the contact information, Yan Fei finally took a breath, and now at least can relax.

"Sister Yan, drink some water first, don't worry too much." Xiaoli handed over a cup of hot water.

After Yan Fei drank it, she put the tea cup on the table, "Thank you, Xiaoli, don't worry about this matter, hurry back to the editing room."

"Are you going to Teacher Shen?" Xiao Li asked.

"Yeah, I must get the manuscript before 12 o'clock, and if I have time, I will contact these painters to determine their intentions." Yan Fei stood up and patted Xiaoli's shoulder, quickly Left the storage room.