My Cartoonist Strategy

Shen Xin is drawing the first three words of "", Wang Wenhong hurriedly entered the studio, tapped twice, and Xi Muhan waved his hand to let him in.

Wang Wenhong pushed open the door, nodded to Xi Muhan, said hello, and quickly walked to Shen Xin again.

"Teacher..."

"Huh?" Shen Xin painted at the desk, and didn't mean to look up.

"Just now, Shang Haozhi called and explained that he would come over in the morning to talk about the new work. In principle, they can answer our request as much as possible."

"Demand?" Shen Xin finally raised his head, feeling aggrieved. "I don't have any special requirements... I just want to see which magazines are interested in the new book, that's all."

Wang Wenhong has a black line.

I am afraid that Shen Xin feels so "fishing" in the domestic cartoon house.

"Yuan Zhe from Duman.com also called, and "MangaFly"... they will come in the morning." Wang Wenhong reminded.

"Well." Shen Xin rubbed his sore neck. "Is there any?"

"How do you know there is still?" Wang Wenhong blinked.

"Guess."

"There is indeed." Wang Wenhong rubbed his nose and smirked. "Just Murakami just called. Today, they should take a night flight to Hongchuan in the early morning. It may be earlier than Shang Haozhi."

"Ok."

Hearing a call from Murakami, Shen Xin stretched his muscles.

Regardless of whether it is achieved or not, there is at least one platform in District 11, which is ok.

"You and Murakami talked over the phone again. When I last met, the request I made was still counted. If you don't agree, then you don't have to deliberately run."

"Ah? This is "Leap"?" Wang Wenhong smiled bitterly.

How many cartoonists are waiting to be serialized in this magazine?

"If it wasn't for this reason, I had already serialized it in "Young Leap". Still need such trouble?" Shen Xin rolled his eyes, "Are there any other magazines besides "Leap Leap?"

"Yeah, "Chow Man Top" has also arrived, and the arrival time should be similar to that of Murakami. The editor-in-chief of Manga Chi is also more interested, but people in Europe, even if they come, it is too late."

"So?"

"So, he will use a video conference tomorrow to communicate with us." Wang Wenhong explained.

"Six platforms." Shen Xin tapped on the desktop twice, "Should it work?"

"Of course." Wang Wenhong wiped his forehead.

Although there are only six, it also depends on who these six platforms are.

Three domestic companies and three foreign companies are the top platforms in the industry.

"So, tomorrow morning, you pick them up at the airport and ask them to have a meal. We can't let them talk about the contract hungry, right?"

"I know." Wang Wenhong glanced at the drawing board, and the quality he saw was almost comparable to the line draft. He was also a little surprised. "Teacher, these paintings are pretty good."

"The leader of so many magazines and websites came to this small building, and I certainly have to show sincerity." Shen Xin said.

"The first three words are almost over?" Wang Wenhong asked again.

"No." Shen Xin rubbed his temples and smiled bitterly. "In fact, there are ten pages without painting?"

"Huh? Wang Wenhong was taken aback.

It's the most time-consuming, as long as it comes out, painting will be fast.

Many cartoonists just need three or four days to prepare, and the remaining three or four days will be used for creation. Therefore, when drawing manuscripts, cartoonists and assistants may stay up all night.

There are ten pages. For Shen Xin, time is probably not enough.

"But tomorrow, they will come..."

"That's no way. I can only boil it tonight." Shen Xin just said, and felt two bad eyes, needless to say, Xi Muhan cast.

"This time today." Shen Xin said to Xi Muhan.

Xi Muhan's mouth was stretched,

Staying up late hurts the body, and, according to her knowledge of Shen Xin, when Shen Xin says the word "stay up late", it usually means "stay up all night."

"I am here to accompany you." Xi Muhan gambled.

Shen Xin's eyes widened, his face puzzled, "What are you saying? Hurry up and rest?"

"No." Xi Muhan shook his head. "I want to wait for you!"

Wang Wenhong saw the two men fighting, knowing that they had nothing to do with them and had to sneak away.

Shen Xin and Xi Muhan stalemate for five minutes, they lose their temper, and can only agree to let her stay here.

Tomorrow, the editor-in-chief of the 11th district and the domestic magazine will come over, and he must come up with three words.

Therefore, we must stay up tonight.

Xi Muhan didn't leave, but also distressed him, and it was better to be accompanied by someone than at least one person. At least one company would not feel lonely.

There is a sofa in the working room, it is really sleepy, you can also lie down and rest.

Shen Xin still has ten pages without painting. Even if he has comic capsules and full firepower, it is not easy to draw 10 pages overnight.

The painting needs to take into account the direction of the split mirror. Therefore, what he draws is not consistent with the original split mirror. In addition, there are some details, such as the layout of the room that needs to be changed, which is very consuming.

If it is usually, he may just draw pictures casually, but this time, he is equivalent to submitting like 6 platforms. If you want these editors to agree, even make them think that this is the comic they want, he must be in the details. Polish well.

When sunlight came in through the window, Shen Xin put down his pencil and yawned, his eyes sore.

He rubbed his eyes and said casually: "Xiaohan, help me make five copies."

No one echoed.

Shen Xin raised his head and saw Xi Muhan was asleep on the sofa, scratching his head.

On this page, Xi Muhan either helped pour tea or helped with the tools, and was busy for half a night, and should feel tired.

Stop relying on others, do it yourself?

Shen Xin got up, just took a three-pointer, came to the assistant's work area, was preparing to copy, and suddenly a series of footsteps came.

He turned his head to look, but saw that Yan Fei led two people into the studio-Murakami Toru and Kotani Qianming looked tired, and it seemed that they did not rest much this night.

Seeing these two people, Shen Xin froze a little, then smiled, but looked at Yan Fei, "Why are you leading them? Brother?"

"Lao Wang just sent them over, and Da Muxun, the editor-in-chief of Zhou Man Top, called. He also arrived at the airport, and Lao Wang could only run again." Yan Fei complained a little.

Can't these two people catch a flight?Wang Wenhong had to run twice.

Murakami Toki and Otani Chien were equally unhappy. The two came to Hongchuan overnight, in order to get rid of other magazines. As a result, when the two arrived, Da Muxun arrived.

depressed!

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