Chapter 44: The road of cartoonist (please recommend)

"Bang bang, Ah Ling, I'm in."

Opening his eyes, Chu Ling looked sleepily at Weng Meiling who opened the door and walked in wearing an apron. He couldn't help but turned over and said, "It's Aweng. Are you back from your trip?"

"I'll get up in five minutes." After saying that, Chu Ling turned over and continued to sleep with his back to Weng Meiling.

"Why am I back? Didn't we meet yesterday?" Weng Meiling grabbed Yisheng and pushed her hard, scolding: "Don't think I don't know you. I said it was five minutes. I won't wait until you wake up.

Do you know when that will be?"

Chu Ling sighed and sat up, and said helplessly: "Now I think you'd better go out for a trip."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Ling saw Weng Meiling's pretty face blushing. He couldn't help but follow the other person's gaze and looked down. Only then did he realize that his little brother had already begun to practice the one-pillar-lifting magic skill.

"I'm dizzy. Are you a woman? Haven't you seen enough? Why don't you get out quickly?" Chu Ling awkwardly pulled the quilt over him and shouted continuously with a face of shame and anger.

"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect you have quite a lot of money." After blowing a loud whistle and leaving a teasing comment, Weng Meiling turned around and left.

He stared dumbfounded at the beautiful figure who disappeared from sight. After a while, Chu Ling came back to his senses and couldn't help but cursed: "I... Damn, wasn't I teased by this girl just now?"

"Probably not, this is absolutely impossible. Although I practice boy's skill, I am definitely not suffering. I must have hallucinated just now. Yes, everything just now must be an hallucination." Shaking his head, Chu Ling looked determined.

road.

After deceiving himself for a long time, Chu Ling shouted angrily: "I... Damn it, what an illusion, I was just teased by this damn girl."

After shouting, Chu Ling sighed helplessly. He stood up and put on his clothes with some shame. After washing listlessly, he came to the living room with a little hesitation. Just now he remembered that Weng Meiling seemed to have studied abroad, but not all the time.

An innocent little girl who stays in China.

Now Chu Ling felt ashamed. As a man, he was molested by a little girl. Just thinking about it made him panic.

"Get up, Ling, come and eat quickly, otherwise it will get cold in a while." Zhao Yazhi said softly.

"Good morning, brother." Xiaowen said hello with a cute look on his face, then lowered his head to eat.

"Morning." Zhou Huimin said with a somewhat cold expression.

Looking at the women eating around the table, Chu Ling nodded subconsciously and said, "Good morning."

Just after saying hello, Chu Ling reacted and said in surprise: "Why are you here..."

"Dad...Dad..." When the two little guys saw Chu Ling, they shouted happily, threw themselves on Chu Ling's body, and each of them started to climb up while holding one leg.

As soon as he said this, the whole room was shocked!

Chu Ling stood there in a daze, unable to say what he had not finished. He looked down at the two little guys with happy faces, then looked up at Zhou Huimin, who was stunned, and Weng Meiling, who had a complex expression and a pretty face.

The shy Zhao Yazhi and the little girl with a smirk on her face only felt that their eyes were darkening, they were dizzy, their chests were tight, and they felt like the sky was falling.

I was stunned for a moment.

After coming back to his senses, Chu Ling said with some guilt: "Godfather, it's godfather. Don't get me wrong."

As soon as Chu Ling opened his mouth, the women came back to their senses. Some were shy, some were complicated, some were smiling mischievously, or some were indifferent. They each sat in their own seats and ate with their heads down, and no one spoke.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the whole room became extremely weird.

After opening his mouth several times, Chu Ling finally closed it helplessly, sat down in his seat holding the two little guys with smiles on their faces, and lowered his head to eat.

Looking at the faces of the women furtively, Chu Ling shouted depressedly: "Damn, who can tell me why these three women came over? Just come over. Sister Zhi, why did you come here with your child?

?”

After feeling depressed, Chu Ling did not dare to speak. He could only lower his head with tears in his eyes and eat his meal silently.

In this way, breakfast was finished in this depressing atmosphere.

"call"

After letting out a long breath and looking at the three women who were looking after the children or clearing away the tableware, Chu Ling slumped down on the sofa and took a newspaper to cover his face, thinking desperately about how to break the situation.

"Brother, am I going to be an aunt?"

He took off the newspaper covering his face and turned to look at the little girl next to him with a smirk on his face. He felt angry, helpless and burst into tears, and finally asked with a tangled face: "Why are these three people here? You Qian

Don't tell me you did this."

At the end of the sentence, Chu Ling looked at the little girl with a wicked smile fiercely.

"Brother, pretending to have amnesia doesn't work at this time." Xiao Wen shook his head and said with a bad smile: "Don't tell me that you forgot what you said yesterday, otherwise I will despise you."

At this time, Chu Ling no longer cared about his brother's majesty, and quickly recalled the memories of last night.

After a while!

Chu Ling clapped his hands on his face with a depressed look. Then he remembered that after leaving the hotel last night, when he sent the girls home, he asked them if they had nothing to do these days, and then invited them to come home today.

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"I fainted. I was not drunk yesterday and my body was broken. What is this called?" Chu Ling had a constipated expression on his face. "This means digging yourself until you jump down. In the end, you bury yourself alive."

I was confused for a long time.

Chu Ling regained his energy, gritted his back molars, and whispered fiercely: "A man, isn't it just a trivial matter? What's the big deal? I don't believe that I have been practicing for nearly thirty years, and in the end I can't even watch three girls."

I can’t figure it out.”

After saying that, Chu Ling moved all the joints in his body, picked up the newspaper that he had just thrown aside, and checked that the date was today, and then he flipped through it. As expected, it was all news about "Nightclub". Some said

Some of them are good and some are bad. I probably looked through them and threw them aside.

Chu is not worried about the box office of "Nightclub". After all, "Wulin Gaiden" can still be played for at least one month. Its popularity has driven "Nightclub". If the box office does not reach 20 million, it will be a failure.

"Pah..pah.."

Clapping his hands and looking at the women who were looking at him, Chu Ling cleared his throat and asked with a smile: "Amin won't say anything anymore. Aweng, you used to study fashion design. You should have a foundation in painting. I'll tell you later.

Draw a draft, Amin, please help me get it online, it should be easy with your drawing skills, of course, I will also help you."

Seeing Zhou Huimin nodding, Chu Ling said to Weng Meiling: "Ah Weng, after Amin is online, you can just post the network."

"A-Ling, although I have painting skills, my skills are thousands of miles away from drawing comics. Don't make mistakes for you." Weng Meiling frowned and said hesitantly.

"It's okay. I'm also a beginner. Among us, Amin is the only one who has learned it. When the time comes to actually draw, even I will have to learn from Amin. You can't be stupider than me, right?" Chu Ling comforted with a smile.

, in the end, even Jijiang was used.

Seeing Weng Meiling nodding, Chu Ling then said to Zhao Yazhi who was smiling: "Sister Zhi, finally help me write the lines. As for all the lines, I will read them out, you can just write them.

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Originally, Chu Ling should be the one to write the lines, but his traditional Chinese characters are really not good-looking. Furthermore, he arranged work for the two of them but did not give it to Zhao Mazhi. That means the rain and dew were uneven. This kind of

It was a very emotional thing.

Moreover, this saves time.

Originally, comics were a very time-consuming job, but when it came to Chu Ling, he simply omitted the two most time-consuming tasks of thinking about the plot and drawing storyboards, at least saving more than half of his time. After that, he continued to write.

All the work such as lines was divided, which reduced the work by more than half. Finally, coupled with his hand speed, he saved at least six or seven times more time than a formal cartoonist.

Moreover, as you become familiar with drawing, the speed will become even faster.

At this time, Xiao Wen, who was listening, raised his hands and asked excitedly: "Brother, what should I do?"

"Look at the kid." Chu Ling rolled his eyes and said.

After saying that, he ignored the pouting girl and gestured to Zhou Huimin: "Amin, I'll leave the rest to you."

"kindness"

Nodding, Zhou Huimin took out the comic drawing tools he bought in the morning from the plastic bag he brought with him in the morning, explained them one by one, and demonstrated them with his own hands to deepen everyone's understanding.

Time passed quickly, half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Chu Ling, who already had the basics, slowly started to "copy" quickly according to his memory. After drawing another picture, he told Zhou Huimin his requirements and immediately started drawing the next chapter.

Reading comics may feel very exciting, but drawing comics is not so exciting. At least after the excitement passed, Chu Ling gave up a little.

Just looking at the three women who were completing the follow-up work seriously, Chu Ling couldn't say anything at all. Finally, he gritted his teeth, gritted his teeth, and lowered his head to draw again.

Time keeps passing like this, and the comics slowly pile up one after another, and they pile up higher and higher.

During this period, "Wulin Gaiden" was still very popular, and the craze caused by it has not weakened at all. "Nightclub" has been very stable after receiving 300,000 yuan on the first day. On the fourth day, it started to gain momentum and was broadcast on TVB.

With the overwhelming publicity, it can be said that there is no one in Xiangjiang who does not know about this movie.

The newspapers are full of news about "Wulin Gaiden" and "Nightclub" almost every day, but Chu Ling, who has almost never stopped making news, has completely disappeared from the sight of the media. This leaves the helpless media to open up old accounts.

Then his two novels began to be reported, and as a result, the sales of "Starlight" skyrocketed again.

(Everyone, as for the comic production steps, most of them should be correct. As for some questions, please forgive me. After all, Dameng is not a cartoonist.)

(Tomorrow is the weekend, and there will be at least three updates every day with nearly 10,000 words. If you enjoy reading it, don’t forget to recommend, click, collect, and reward to support it. Moreover, the book is now under contract.

Ranked twenty on the new book list, Da Meng hopes to enter the top ten, top five, or even the top three. As for the number one, there is a great skeleton god, so he has no hope.)
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