Since the last Weixin chat, Su Qing has not disturbed Chu Yu anymore. After all, the conception of the new work can only depend on Chu Yu herself. At most, she can only give some suggestions after the conception of the new work is completed. So in the past few days, she has been in a state of hiding in Chu Yu's world.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Chu Yu said angrily.

"If I haven't thought about the concept of the new work so far, how could I draw the original manuscript of the three episodes at the serial meeting next Friday!"

"Yeah, that's right. Judging from your condition, it seems that you haven't been lazy during this period." Su Qing nodded and said.

However, Su Qing immediately noticed something wrong in Chu Yu's words.

"What original manuscript?"

"Ha?" Chu Yu looked like you were teasing me.

"What manuscript did you say? Of course it was the manuscript of the new work! Didn't you tell me to draw a new work in three episodes by next Friday?"

"Did you come here specifically to waste my precious painting time on this kind of problem?" Chu Yu said angrily.

Su Qing finally understood completely where the feeling of something wrong he noticed came from.

"You mean, you are not painting the storyboard name of your new work this week, but are directly drawing the original manuscript of your new work?"

Chu Yu blinked, and he seemed to notice something was wrong. After hesitating for a moment, he said.

“Em is right!”

"How many have you drawn?" Su Qing looked at him with strange eyes when he heard this.

"It's almost a little longer! The twenty-five and six-page comics look like." Chu Yu said.

"What?" Su Qing's eyes widened.

"Twenty-five and six pages a week, are you alone?"

"You are kidding!"

"Forget it, don't worry about these for now. Where is the original manuscript you drew? Let me see?"

"The stack on the table is it." Chu Yu looked puzzled. What happened to Su Qing today!

Su Qing didn't talk nonsense to him, rushed over, carefully picked up the manuscript and started reading it.

The eyes are filled with the Langke Jianxin. A few big words in the memory of the chapter are reflected in the eyes.

"I'm already terminally ill"

"These are the times, and so are the human hearts"

On a quiet night, a handsome man sat cross-legged in front of the stream alone, looking at the night sky, sighing like this.

It is just a simple picture, a depressing and sad atmosphere conveyed from the draft.

this

Su Wei's eyes became serious.

The next scene changes.

A group of women fled with a child.

Behind him are extremely vicious human traffickers.

Killing, killing without any sympathy.

There was no trace of awe of life in the expressions and eyes of those human traffickers.

Women and children were caught up, and everyone could not escape the murder.

"Please let this kid go"

The women protect the children and beg the robbers.

But only the sword responded to them.

The last woman looked at the little boy after being penetrated by a sharp blade and said to him in a faint voice.

"Life!"

Next, when the little boy was about to be massacred, the handsome man appeared and neatly killed all the robbers at the scene.

For the man, he was just saving someone, but what's the use?

Such things happen all the time in this world.

He could only save the person in front of him, but he could not save this decaying world.

With this idea in mind, he left here.

But when I passed by here again the next day.

But it was discovered that the little boy he saved had buried everyone at the scene, including those traffickers who wanted to kill him

After some conversation, the boy was accepted as a disciple by the man and changed his name to Jianxin

Next, the picture changed again. Jian Xin, who had grown up, killed a man with indifferent expression one night, and the man's last sword also drew a scar on his face.

The man before his death flashed the face of a beautiful woman in his memory and said in his mouth.

"I don't want to die!"

The contents drawn by Chu Yu end here.

To be honest, Su Yin didn't understand what kind of work Chu Yu wanted to draw.

But after reading this short episode of comic, Su Yin developed a strong feeling of wanting to continue reading.

Judging from the plot in Chu Yu's comics, the location should be RB Island, and the time is also set as RB more than a hundred years ago.

Although RB has already belonged to a province of Long Kingdom in this world, will readers in Luo Province buy it by blatantly setting the protagonist and the location of the story in this way?

Su Yun didn't know, but when she saw the Red Bull placing Chu Yu on the table drinking coffee, she didn't want to find Chu Yu's fault on this issue.

She believed that Chu Yu must have thought about this issue, but after thinking about it, it still set it like this, which proves that such a setting is indispensable.

So, putting aside these and looking at the content of this comic from an editor's perspective, Su Yan had only one idea.

"That's amazing, you!"

One hour later.

Chu Yu looked at Su Yan with a confused look on his face.

"So, what you said was to hand over the three-letter comics before next week, and wasn't you telling me to hand over the three-letter manuscript, but the three-letter storyboard name?"

"That's right!" Su Xu said.

The comic name is equivalent to the draft before the creation of a comic, but it is just a kind of thing that generally expresses the storyboard and content of the comic.

Generally speaking, when the editor reviews the manuscript, he will first read the manuscript name, and then make the author draw the original manuscript after confirming that there is no problem.

It was also Chu Yu who did not follow the norm. When he first submitted his article, he directly drew the original manuscript of Qiye Ye Zhiting and submitted it directly.

So Su Yin subconsciously did not treat Chu Yu as a newcomer, nor did he explain in detail.

But when you think about it carefully, Chu Yu really knows nothing except drawing comics.

Su Yun never thought that Chu Yu was actually drawing not the comic name but the original manuscript this week.

What's even more outrageous is that he actually drew more than twenty pages of original manuscripts in a week.

This completely refreshed her cognitive view.

The author she was in charge of was not a person who was not responsible for drawing twenty pages of comics a week with the assistance of several assistants.

Unlike Chu Yu, it is simply the tentacle monster and model worker in the comics industry in Ming City.

He was single-handedly preparing to draw the original manuscript of the three-part comics in two weeks.

Moreover, according to Chu Yu's painting speed, it is entirely possible.

"What should I do now?" Chu Yu was stunned.

"I won't draw the original manuscript? Is it OK to draw the comic name?"

Just creating a draft-level painting like a comic name, Chu Yuhua doesn't need so much effort. Thinking of himself who has been anxious about not enough time to paint during this period, and who wants to rely on Red Bull to drink coffee tonight, Chu Yu feels that he is very stupid.

"No"

Su Qing thought for a while and said.

"Although it's a coincidence, it doesn't seem to be just doing useless work."

"After discussing with you, I still don't understand what your purpose is to switch from a fresh comic like Yan Ye Zhiting to a work like this? I can't judge what the finished product of this work is."

"But I understand one thing. Is this work over just sixteen chapters for the time being?"

"To be honest, this is still a certain difference from the length requirements of works serialized on Manying, but it is not much different, at least it is much better than Yan Ye Zhiting's length."

"So, if you can really come up with mature and exciting three-part comics at the serial meeting next week, I think it will be of great help to your competition for this seat."

"But the premise is that you are sure you can complete the original manuscript of these three chapters before that day?"
Chapter completed!