The rich and powerful: The story of the counterattack of the house girl

Chapter 34 Comics Contest

After struggling all day,
Lai Xiaocai finally finished writing the outline on time, revised and polished it several times, and then sent it to the editor's mailbox. She felt that she was very satisfied, and waited for the other party's reply with great anticipation.

How do you know that the other party replied really quickly.

I sent an email back the next day, and made a detailed comment on Lai Xiaocai's outline. The words were very sincere, and the conclusion was very clear, that is - not going to adopt Lai Xiaocai's own outline.

That's right, don't use it.

The other party tactfully said that people like her who only concentrate on drawing comics are somewhat flawed in terms of plot creation, so they hope to have a cooperation in the field of resources, so that professional copywriters can understand Xiaocai's comics. The plot is compiled, while Xiaocai only needs to hold the script and immerse herself in painting.

"Look at the Japanese manga master Takeshi Obata, didn't he cooperate with other original authors in his "********" and "Soul of Chess", this is called a strong alliance." The other party persuaded .

Lai Xiaocai felt a little uncomfortable listening to it, and began to reflect seriously. Could it be that her ability to conceive a story is really bad?Does she also want to study script writing when she has time?

Then the editor sent her an attached outline, which was an outline written by another screenwriter. It seems that the other party not only asked Xiaocai to write the outline by hand, but also asked the other to write it together at the same time, otherwise the outline would not be available so quickly. The other one, or is it that the other party has already made a satisfactory outline, and it was just a scene talk to her, the original author?

Although she was unwilling, Lai Xiaocai started to read it seriously. No, it’s okay not to read it. After reading it, she found that the style of the story was totally different from the one she had originally envisioned.

No, or it should be said that this is not the type of style I admire at all, and all of them have come out. Originally, I thought that the finished product of this screenwriter would be of a high standard. To the point where she couldn't bear to look directly, all kinds of things like selling rot and meat, polyamorous love and so on came out.

God!What are these? !
"Hey, in this day and age, funny cartoons are more popular. No matter how good your drawing skills are, it doesn't matter. You have to have gimmicks. The mainstream is to be cute and rotten."

"But...Editor, this is really different from my original idea..." Lai Xiaocai frowned, trying to make her words sound more tactful.

"Hey, it's right for young people to insist on themselves, but they have to adapt to the market, so that they can avoid detours, otherwise all their efforts will only be in vain. To be honest, your previous idea is actually not worth it. It's very clichéd, but it's just too vulgar to be grounded, and it's no longer popular for literary novels these days."

When Lai Xiaocai heard that the other party had belittled her previous work so much, she felt very uncomfortable: "But, didn't you let me be shortlisted because you liked my comic story?"

She was very puzzled and couldn't help expressing her doubts.

The other party paused for a moment, then cleared his throat and said, "Actually, that's the case. You should also know that a good comic is created by a team, not by a single person. The domestic environment was not good in the past, but now our company is trying to align itself with the direction of creating an industrial chain. To be honest, we want to select excellent painters in this comic competition, and we also want to select excellent writers in the next literature competition. Then, through company packaging, a more..."

"So, you are only interested in my painting skills, not my comics?" Lai Xiaocai couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Well, you can also say that." The other party replied.

"Then... what if I don't like to change the script and want to follow my own thinking?" Lai Xiaocai still had a glimmer of hope in her heart.

"Well, I'm afraid it won't work. If you don't want to change it, you won't be able to sign a contract with us." The other party answered decisively, and there was no room for refund.

Lai Xiaocai was really angry that she would force herself to come up with such a vulgar script, and couldn't help but suppressed: "I'm very sorry, at first I just thought that your competition was to select cartoonists, so I submitted it."

The other party was puzzled: "We are selecting cartoonists."

Are you really selecting a manga artist?Is disrespecting the author's creative freedom so called selecting a manga artist?She was almost on the verge of questioning.

After hesitating for a while, Lai Xiaocai tried to sort out her emotions, lowered her voice and corrected: "No, there is a difference between a manga artist and an artist. An artist can tolerate drawing stories that they don't like, but an animator But I only want to draw the stories I like." She took a deep breath and said in a steady voice: "So I'm sorry, it seems that I can't sign with your AN comic company, please forgive me."

"Have you really decided? For a newcomer like you, this is a good opportunity to get ahead. In addition, our company pays great attention to the cultivation of original authors and copyright, so in this regard..." The other party was very surprised, and also Want to continue explaining.

But when Lai Xiaocai heard the words "focus on original authors", it felt like a needle prick, and she couldn't bear it.

"Sorry, I'm at work and I have something to do, let's talk later?"

"Hello...but..."

"That's it, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, Lai Xiaocai hung up the phone angrily. To be honest, she was really afraid that if she continued to chat with the other party, she would not be able to resist being rude. In order to calm herself down as soon as possible, she could only turn around with a blushing face and hurried off. Stairs, I want to go to the yard to get some fresh air.

It was Ling Xi who had been standing silently in the room at the end of the stairs, and finally poked his head out hesitantly.

He didn't come to eavesdrop on purpose, he could only blame the girl for making the phone call so loudly, it was like arguing, and she didn't know why she was so outraged, but this aroused Ling Xi's interest.

To be honest, Lai Xiaocai was really disappointed, no, apart from disappointment, it was more of annoyance.

It's not that he was annoyed that the other party could make his work so worthless, but that the other party proposed such a vulgar script for him to revise. If it was really a better script than his own, Lai Xiaocai would still Wouldn't it be so humiliating to keep saying "respect the original creator"?What an irony.

(End of this chapter)