My Cartoonist Strategy

Shen Xin looked at Wang Wenhong suspiciously, "Does this mean the editor-in-chief?"

"Well. I don't know when the "Abyss of Hunting" will end, and the magazine is under great pressure. By then, the pressure will be on "Steel" and ""."

"I'm afraid the length of "" will not be too long." Shen Xin said casually.

"No? The serialization time of "" is later than steelmaking..." Wang Wenhong said.

"It has nothing to do with the length of the serialization." Shen Xin looked at Wang Wenhong with a puzzled look, opened the drawer, and took out a can of Coke.

"Don't Xiaohan not let you drink?" Wang Wenhong asked.

"Hush, don't say it, hide it." Shen Xin chuckled lightly. "Well, I think the length of some comics can be judged from the beginning."

"Really?" Wang Wenhong froze.

"Of course. Let's put it this way, some comics are doing'addition', and this part of the comics accounts for the vast majority. The story starts from one point and gradually spreads around. As the plot develops, there will be new When a partner joins, a new "map" will appear, so that the length of the comics will be extended. "Dragon King Biography" and "Hunting Abyss" are all of this type.

"In addition, there is also a comic that is doing'subtraction'. At the beginning, it was fixed in a place with a limited number of people, and as the plot extended, the role was continuously decreasing. "" is such a comic. When there is only one person left at the end, the story is about to end without any room for maneuver.

"However, comics are commercial creations after all, so there are ways to crack this type of comics. One is to string together one story after another. The length of each story is not long. The common detective inference comics are this model. There is another way. Although some characters leave, there are new characters to join. The number of people is always controlled within a stable range, so as to ensure the length of the comics."

The representative works of the former model are "Jin Tianyi Youth Event Book", and the latter models are "Killing City" and "Infinite Horror".

"But "" so far, no changes, which means that the final number will be equal to 1, or even equal to 0. At this time, the comic is over." Shen Xin explained.

In this way, in fact, it firmly grasps the reader's attention, without adding new characters in the middle, but the number of people continues to decrease, so that the reader always maintains a sense of tension until the winner and loser, which reminds Shen Xin of Fukumoto's "Gambling Apocalypse".

"If what you are saying is true, isn't "" coming to an end?"

"It's not so fast, the number is still half? Except for a few protagonists, most of them are soy sauce, and it doesn't matter if they die. Sister Yan is the editor-in-chief of Yuchuan teacher, and she must know more." Shen Xin said casually , "However, don't talk, it has nothing to do with you."

It is very impolite to point out to other cartoonists in charge.

"I know, I'm not interested in his work." Wang Wenhong waved his hand. "Anyway, before the end of "Dragon King Biography", you should keep some more manuscripts? After all, it may really depend on you."

"Aren't you looking for a new author?" Shen Xin asked curiously.

"Is this for the time being?" Wang Wenhong sighed. "Good writers can be encountered but not sought."

"Don't say so many sighs... This is the 49th, leave it to you. And the original manuscript of the 46th is downstairs, don't forget to take it when you leave."

"Got it." Wang Wenhong took the 49th episode and glanced at the name of the phrase-"Eye of Wang".

In this remark, the President took the lead and encircled the artificial person Glid personally, the army played against the synthetic beasts, and the President played against Glid.

This is also full of a lot of fighting, but it is fist to flesh. The strength of the fist is reflected through the line and speed line.

The same is true, and it is also a fight. Compared with "Shen Wu Xue Yuan", the gap immediately manifests itself.

The level of the two people is too far apart.

The words "Eye of the King" make people want to stop,

On the last page, the president’s blindfold fell to the ground, and the left eye that had been covered was finally opened.

There are no pupils on the eyeballs, only a bite snake and a hexagram.

"Blood Eater? Isn't the president also an artificial person?" Wang Wenhong lost his voice, "Wait...it's fun.

Generally speaking, the author needs to discuss the plot with the editor, but Shen Xin can handle the plot by himself, so Wang Wenhong will not intervene, or if Wang Wenhong is busy with his business, he will have a headache.

"With so many settings, you have to slowly unfold." Shen Xin chuckled lightly. "The overall score of "Steel"... I guess it will be very good."

"I'll believe you this time." Wang Wenhong raised his mouth and smiled.

Wang Wenhong went downstairs to get the manuscript of the 46th story. He just left the studio, and Xi Muhan opened the door easily.

Saying hello to Gao Hang and others, Xi Muhan went directly to the second floor and sat at his workbench.

"How's it going?"

"No more signing." Xi Muhan shook his head.

"Are you willing?"

"What's so reluctant? The money I have made is enough for me. I want to relax a little now, to enrich myself, and think about the way forward in the future. By the way, brother Xin, I will post articles online, what do you think? kind?"

Shen Xin stopped his pen and looked at Xi Muhan in surprise, "How come you have such an idea?"

"I'm thinking that sooner or later the Internet will become mainstream, and there are other authors who are starting to write online, and I want to give it a try."

"Do you want to know what I think?" Shen Xin looked solemn.

"Huh." Xi Muhan nodded.

"No." Shen Xin's eyes fell on the digital screen again. "I would rather you continue to write novels like "Guo Tu" than you would publish works online."

"Why?" Xi Muhan asked quickly.

"Sprinkle...... How powerful the spray is on the Internet, you simply can't imagine it." Shen Xin didn't look at Xi Muhan, "The decision is in your hands, but I don't want to hurt you."

On the earth, there are many Internet authors who are sprayed with autism and choose to give up.

Xi Muhan opened his mouth slightly and looked at Shen Xin.

"Don't believe it?" Shen Xin stopped the pen without hearing Xi Muhan's voice, glanced at Xi Muhan, but was puzzled when she saw her.

"Well, there are some." Xi Muhan was not convinced.

Shen Xin nodded, "I respect your decision."

"Thank Brother Xin." Xi Muhan narrowed his eyes.

Shen Xin smiled helplessly, only after trying everything, will she feel something.

Internet literature...sounds simple, anyone can have a bite, but really embarked on this road and found that this meal is not easy to eat.

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