Xing Tage is lazy, especially when it comes to studying. He is three points lazier than Meng Fan before his rebirth. At least Meng Fan before his rebirth had already begun to delve into relevant knowledge in many fields, while Xing Tage just stared at

The knowledge between men and women is over.

Of course, from now on, it seems that this field of study is still effective. In addition, Xing Tage himself is most concerned about screenwriting in order to save effort, and he is highly talented. With a little effort, he can catch up with others who work all night long.

liver.

If nothing else, judging from the script alone, Xing Tage's comic is indeed quite attractive.

Isn’t it said that shojo comics are sweet? This one by Xing Tage is also sweet, but it’s sweet and spicy, which is quite exciting.

Meng Fan thought for a moment and finally remembered.

Before his rebirth, around this time, before the National Day holiday, Xing Tage mentioned that he wanted to create a comic, but because Meng Fan at that time was not much more diligent than him, he naturally did not ask for Meng Fan to be the main drawer.

As for what happened next, at least in the next two months, that is, before Meng Fan was reborn, he never mentioned it again. It was probably due to laziness or failure to find a suitable painter.

"Fat, can you operate it?" Xing Tage looked at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan thought for a moment and asked, "Are you in a hurry?"

"Why should I be anxious?"

If you are engaged in this industry, you should leave a souvenir for yourself. Therefore, I hope that the main painter can find someone who is good at painting girls and make it more refined."

"Then you don't have to wait that long." Meng Fan said, "I just took a job today and I have to prepare a lot of sample drawings for others. You can send me all the scripts later and I will take a look at it when I have time. I guess.

In a few days, I can start writing. In addition, I have recently been thinking about creating a comic, but I have been wavering about the subject matter and content. The script you sent to me is just right, and I don’t want to think about it anymore.

, I’ll just use you to practice my skills. Of course, there are some contents that I definitely can’t follow your script.”

At first, he was a little undecided about what he wanted to draw, but now that Xing Tage had sent a script to his door, Meng Fan's thoughts were completely disrupted.

There is no doubt that Xing Tage is better than himself in terms of screenwriting ability. Meng Fan was directly crushed into pieces because of the love-oriented content, and it just so happened that Meng Fan was good at drawing female characters.

The script that Xing Tage delivered to his door is indeed very suitable for practice. In addition to the work of a comic artist, Meng Fan can also participate in scriptwriting.

First, the two of them live in the same house, so some things must be discussed, and they are easy to discuss; second, part of Xing Tage's script is no longer just a side ball, but a collision with death. If it is really drawn, if it is made public

The sex statement must be 4o4.

Meng Fan thought about it for a moment and realized that it was indeed appropriate.

As for this kind of cooperation, whether the system counts the experience earned by oneself is another matter.

You can't live your life according to the tasks given by the system. Even if you help an unknown senior introduced by Qin Xian, how can you not help Xing Tage.

Besides, judging from Xing Tage's original intention of creating this comic, it is definitely not a long story. As long as it is a short story, with Meng Fan's current hand speed, it can be completed very quickly.

After making the decision, Meng Fan temporarily blocked the ideas in the memo in his mind. When the [cartoonist] gets the screenwriting reward, he can slowly realize those ideas, otherwise, no matter how good the drawing is, he will not be able to

Completely transfer the story to the drawing paper.

Early the next morning, I covered ten kilometers in 1 hour, 09 minutes and 42 seconds, still making progress.

After having breakfast, I went to the studio in advance, took out the key I asked for from the administrator, opened the door, went in, let the air in, and found my old seat to sit down.

The morning class was at half past nine. Meng Fan came here early and had more than two hours. Meng Fan was not idle. He sorted through the clothing samples saved in his computer over the years and picked out the ones he wanted to give to.

The senior sister sorted it out again and sorted out the missing ones that needed to be drawn.

After such sorting, Meng Fan also created a big hole for himself. The catalog listed ranged from clothing to jewelry to accessories, and then divided into different dynasties and generations. Looking back, there are hundreds of categories!

Meng Fan could fill in the inventory directly for some of the categories, but it would probably take a lot of time to fill in all the rest. Moreover, Meng Fan knew that filling in would definitely create a lot of new holes.

That's fine, I'll fill it in later and create a gallery of ancient costumes for myself.

In this class in the morning, Meng Fan didn't listen to much, nor did he draw much. He continued to expand the gallery catalog and make notes on the style names and rough descriptions that needed to be filled in.

After class was over, everyone left. Meng Fan stayed in the classroom and continued to tidy up. He didn't leave until he was really hungry.

"Why does Meng Fan seem to be a different person?"

When Wang Yanan and Zhang Zhou were having lunch together, they couldn't help but ask, "It seems that my whole person has changed since the group post. How much time do I spend drawing pictures every day? It's too hard! I also run, even ten kilometers."

Now that I can run, I probably run a lot in normal times. Moreover, it seems that I have become more handsome."

"Are you handsome? Are you?"

People around Zhang and in the dormitory wouldn't notice anything if they spent so much time with Meng Fan every day. Not to mention that he became more handsome, they didn't even notice that he had lost weight.

"I didn't pay much attention at first. I just listened to Dian Dian." Wang Yanan said.

Zhang Zhouwei became interested and asked: "You said Dian Dian, you don't really like my Meng Pang, right?"

"I was very interested before, but now it's hard to say whether I really like her or not."

"According to my observation, Fatty Meng seems to have fallen in love with that beautiful girl in traditional Chinese painting. I guess a little bit there is too much."

"I don't think so. If Diandian really wants to chase Meng Fan, then the possibility of her chasing Meng Fan is always much greater than the possibility of Meng Fan chasing Wu Tong, right?"

"This...is true. It's just that the strong melon isn't sweet, is it?"

"Put me down. Do you think Meng Fan chasing Wu Tong is not a coward? Besides, you chasing me are also a coward. You don't know whether it's sweet or not!"

"Is it sweet? I almost forgot. Let me try it again."

In college, no matter whether it is 211, 985 or other colleges and universities, love is always an unavoidable topic. Who likes whom and pursues whom has always been a hot topic.

Meng Fan naturally didn't know that he had become the protagonist of one of the topics, and it wasn't just Zhang Zhou and Wang Yanan who were mentioning it. There were quite a few people talking about Meng Fan and Wu Tong in the past two days, from Wei Ma to two people.

We often go for morning jogs together, and many people know about it. Although no one thinks that the two of them are suitable, the more they are like this, the more people are more interested in discussing it.

This discussion even happened next to Wu Tong and in front of her.

"Wu Tong, does that man from the Iron Tower really like you?"

"have no idea."

"Then, do you like him?"

Although he felt that this question was unnecessary, Wu Tong's roommate still asked casually.

"I like it! He is very cute, perseverant, caring, and very interesting. Why don't you like him?"

"The kind of love we ask about is the kind of love between men and women."

"Am I not a woman and he is a man?"

…

After eating something casually, I went to the studio and continued digging.

Qin Xian's class was in the afternoon. Meng Fan was digging hard, so he called and asked for leave. It was not until four o'clock in the afternoon that he finally stopped digging.

Looking back again, I feel the urge to kill myself. There are seven categories: clothes, hats, shoes and socks, jewelry, accessories, hairstyles, and makeup, which are further divided into three categories: tops, pants, underwear, and belts.

Eleven sub-categories, each sub-category is further subdivided according to the framework of men and women, dynasties, Han, Shaomin, etc., totaling more than 1,300 individual items!

If it weren't for the previous foundation and reserves in this area, it would have taken several days just to dig the hole!

As for filling in the holes, haha, let’s talk about it later!

Of course, after digging like this, it was clear what Meng Fan wanted to provide to the senior sister. He selected nearly a hundred suitable system samples from them. Some of them could be directly downloaded online and replaced, and some of them could be replaced from his own original ones.

By copying from the gallery, there are fewer things that you really need to draw right away.

And this can be regarded as building a library for your future creations.

From 4 to 5:30, within an hour and a half, Meng Fan completed the supplies, packaged them and sent them to the senior.

After finishing the matter, Meng Fan returned to his dormitory, put on his sportswear, ran out of campus, and started the live broadcast at the same time.
Chapter completed!