Rebirth Dad with Mangaka System

Bang...

An ink bottle rolled down accidentally, so that Bai Yijiao's body shivered slightly.

"What are you doing..." A serious voice came from behind.

"I...I..." Bai Yi was as weak as a mosquito. Even if the air conditioner was turned on in the room, Xiang Khan came out of her forehead.

"Ai Fei! Don't tease the cat! Come over to me!"

"What?"

Turning his head, Bai Yi frowned, Qin Mu lying on the bed holding the quilt and talking.

Rest assured, in the cupboard, on the shelf of the computer, you can find all the places you can find, but did not find the original painting of "White Album 2"?

"I knew it! It must not have been Qin Mu's painting! That painting must have other hidden feelings!" Bai Yi felt that she should have thought too much. How could there be such a coincidence in the world.

However, just when Bai Yi was going to walk out the door, he turned back and subconsciously headed towards the bed...

Is it under the bed?

How can it be!No, no!The fact is that Tan Mu is not a Page!

but

What if it's really under the bed...

The original trace of doubt gradually enlarged in Bai Yi's heart, and finally gradually occupied Bai Yi's heart!

the last time!Find this last time!

Persuading himself this way, Bai Yi crept to Qin Mu's bedside.

He leaned over and squatted down, Bai Yi reached out and probed under the bed, feeling the touch of rice paper!

No way!Is it really?

One hand propped against Tan Mu's bed, and the other hand kept trying to take out the stack of rice paper.

Under the moonlight, Bai Yi bowed to her body, and the beautiful curve was so touching in the quiet moonlight.

Take it out.

Bai Yi straightened up slowly, but it was at this time that Bai Yi's arm on the bed was pulled by something, and the whole person was pulled down on the bed.

"Ai Fei Come... Don't go, come with me!"

Qin Mu in his sleep hugged Bai Yi, and a pair of big hairy legs rested on Bai Yi's beautiful legs carved like sheep fat.

Bai Yi curled up, and her heart was beating very fast. This was not because of shyness, but because of fear that Qin Mu would suddenly wake up.

If he wakes up and finds himself in his bed, it is really bad...

What is this for yourself?Night raid...

But Bai Yi didn't dare to move at all now, but fortunately, Tan Mu's hands were honest, just holding himself from behind, and there was no unnecessary move.

Hearing a slight snoring... Bai Yi slowly brought his arms around his waist, slowly.

After taking away one hand, Bai Yi gently pushed away the big hairy leg that was standing on his body.

The whole process was cautious and slow...Finally, when Bai Yiru was relieved, a jade foot was already on the floor, and when he was about to get out of bed, Tan Mu turned over and hugged his willow waist...

After half an hour of tossing around, Bai Yi finally got out of bed...

While Hei picked up a stack of drawings wrapped in newspapers, he quickly ran away.

Back to his room, Bai Yi was really relieved...

Looking at the stack of drawings wrapped in newspapers, Bai Yi's mood renewed, and he carefully opened the peripheral newspapers, and the color of the original manuscript was exposed...

Won't it really be...

But after completely dismantling the newspaper, he saw the drawings inside, and Bai Yi sat on the ground in amazement.

The white forehead raised at a 45° angle, biting his red lips lightly, spit out angrily and resentfully:

"con man!"

A night breeze passed by the room, gently brushing the originals on the ground. On each original, the original paintings that had been sent to Bai Yi were painted.

...

"Hello teacher Xizi.

"Ms. Xizi, are you here for the final review?"

In the editorial department of Fangwenshe, the appearance of Xiziqin caused quite a stir.

"Ms. Xizi, that... I wonder if you went empty this afternoon? I want to invite you for a cup of coffee." Qin Mu walked over and was very happy after seeing Xiziqin.

Everyone in the editorial department knows that Qin Mu loves Xiziqin and has been pursuing it.

"Sorry, I need to catch up with the manuscript in the afternoon. I'm afraid I don't have time."

Xiziqin politely refused, bowing slightly, the pure temperament and beautiful appearance of ordinary cherry blossoms.

Having greeted everyone, Xi Zilian walked gently and walked into the meeting room.

Xi Ziqin lightly skirted and sat beside Zhao Hua.

"Qin, there is a comic book today, but it is not inferior to you." Zhao Hua, who is the editor of the group, smiled slightly.

"Is that work going to be the first?" Xi Ziqin smiled slightly.

"Yes, moreover, our editorial department intends to put you and the newcomer on the front page of the magazine, and try our best to increase the exposure of the newcomer. Qin, do you have any comments?" said Fang Wenshe's deputy editor.

"Oh, yes, yes, but if the newcomer's technology really passes, then it's another matter."

"Since this is the case, then I have to inform the art department about the cover first." The editor of the second group ridiculed.

Originally, Xi Ziqin just thought that the club had discovered a very promising newcomer, so everyone was joking with themselves when they were happy.

But after chatting slowly, everyone in the conference room felt extremely confident about the newcomer, which made Xiziqin curious about the cartoon and the newcomer.

After the editor-in-chief of Fangwen She entered, the meeting officially began, and an assistant distributed the 10 comics that entered the final review.

These comics are not later scans, they are all original manuscripts.

When "Sakurazhuang's Pet Girl" appeared in front of Xi Ziqin, she was attracted by the simple style of painting.

Obviously the technique used in each painting is so simple, even in many places, only light ink is used for sketching, but!The picture composed of these simple lines gives Xiziqin a refreshing and relaxed feeling.

Every picture is like the free flow of clear water on the paper. When the water traverses the paper, the picture will be revealed, just like the sky.

In all fairness, this man's painting skills are definitely not inferior to himself, and even better than himself in some aspects.

But why has such an outstanding painter been obscured?

Turning through the pages of the draft, out of professional habits, Xi Ziqin replayed the original author's brushwork and mentality in the painting...

In this casual reenactment, one's thoughts are always easy to diverge...

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"Qin, do you say there is a comic that uses only the simplest brush, the simplest drawing method, and the simplest color tone to make people feel refreshing and pleasant?"

"Yes, if it is you, even if you don't have it now, you will have it in the future."

In the club activity room of the high school teaching building, the boy said whimsical words, but the girl was convinced of him...