My Cartoonist Guide

A genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! "Dressing Gentleman" won the "Annual Best Feature Comic Award", which surprised many people.

When the awards were broadcast live, Bao Jiyi was dining with the customers.

When the award presentation screen was broadcast on TV, Bao Jiyi's hand shook slightly and his face turned black.

After a few words of courtesy, he left the suite on the grounds of going to the bathroom.

When he came to the bathroom, Bao Jiyi took out his cell phone and dialed Shang Haozhi's number.

"Are you live?"

"Ok."

"What's the matter? Why was "Gossip" eliminated? It has something to do with the latest comics?" Bao Jiyi said angrily.

"It should not be. The judges will not judge such an important award based on the content of the last few words. Otherwise, any comic, as long as it is close to the selection, no matter how good it is to create it, isn't it enough?"

"Then tell me, "A Gentleman in Cross Dress" is better than "Hire of Chess"?" Bao Jiyi asked rhetorically.

"I don't think... I can't answer you now."

"Are you with others?" Bao Jiyi asked.

"With Du Yulu." Shang Haozhi said.

The editor-in-chief of "Girls' Century"?

Bao Jiyi immediately understood that Shang Haozhi and Du Yulu had a close relationship before, but they broke up later.

Although they are not lovers, the relationship between the two people is not too stiff.

"Lao Shang, how is Teacher Shen's current state?"

"He... was a little lost at the beginning, but later, accompanied by Wang Wenhong, he went back."

"Lao Shang, you call Wang Wenhong and let him enlighten Teacher Shen. Also, you are a little tired tonight... I want to know the selection rules tomorrow."

"I can't get it. These things have been taken away by the Cartoonists Association." Shang Haozhi said.

"Then...you first determine the reason, and we will talk about the following things tomorrow." Bao Jiyi gritted his teeth and endured the depression in his heart.

After hanging up the phone, Bao Jiyi took two deep breaths, adjusted his mentality, looked in the mirror, showed a professional smile, and waited for his face to return to normal before leaving the bathroom.

After Shen Xin returned to the studio, he sat in front of the workbench and continued to paint.

He did not get the "Best Feature Comic of the Year Award" today, which really surprised him. If he is not disappointed, he must be lying.

As long as there is expectation, there will be regrets when awarding awards. Even if you get this award, it is of no use to "Gossman".

Wang Wenhong sharpened a cup of latte and brought it to Shen Xin, then took a chair and sat opposite Shen Xin.

"how do you feel?"

"It feels... like I didn't get the "Three Good Student" certificate in the class." Shen Xin touched the cup, it was a little hot, and didn't rush to drink.

"What then? Lost, crying, resentful, self-blaming...what about these emotions?"

Shen Xin rolled his eyes, "You used to care about this award so much..."

"No, are you really sad?" Wang Wenhong asked.

"There is loss, and depression is also there, but it just ends here. Besides, do I have more headaches? How can I waste time here?" Shen Xin smiled and patted the sketch on the drawing board.

"This..." Wang Wenhong's expression changed slightly as he watched the painting finish. "This should be... "Zuowei disappeared"?"

"Ok."

"Are you still going to paint like this?" Wang Wenhong smiled bitterly.

"Yeah... There are only a few dozen chapters in the comics, so please put it aside for the time being about your grades? First draw the comics."

"Well. In that case, don't think about the'Comic Festival' anymore." Wang Wenhong persuaded.

It seems that you keep mentioning it, right?

Shen Xin looked at Wang Wenhong sullenly.

The news that "Soul of the Game" failed to win the "Annual Best Feature Comic Award" spread quickly on the Internet, and the Internet quickly divided into two factions.

One of them is the readers of "Soul of the Game". After they learned the news, they clapped their hands and cheered.

"Deserve it! Retribution, Teacher Shen! Hurry up and take back the words "I don't want to disappear", "Hanqi" still has a rescue.

"Skynet is restored, careless and not leaking. God has reminded you, Shen Zheng! Hurry up and look back!"

"The judge teacher finally sighed for me, feeling refreshed."

...

The other faction is composed of some more qualified cartoonists and comic commentators, who are more ruthless, and directly compare "Gossip" and "Dragging Gentleman" item by item.

From the plot, to the painting skills, to the storyboard...

The results of each comparison show that "God of Chess" has an absolute advantage.

Then, these people compared the sales and popularity of the two comics, and it is still "Gossman" that is in the lead.

"I don't understand, what is the basis of the judges' judgments? Qiu Gongyu of the'Comic Festival'." An old cartoonist asked his assistant to post Weibo on his behalf.

"Some don't understand this year's'Comic Festival'." A commentator also questioned.

Ye Hexu was even more straightforward. He took a photo of last year's trophy and attached the text, "I don't want the'Comic Festival' a little bit."

Wang Yunze expressed a more subtle expression, took a smashed TV photo, and then wrote: "Broken."

In short, this night, the Internet became chaotic, and Shen Xin, who was at the center of public opinion, was rushing to the manuscript~www.readwn.com~ and he had no time to take care of it.

The next day, the entire "ComicFuture" was discussing the fact that "God of Go" missed the "Best Comic Award". The editorial department looked at Wang Wenhong with a depressed face, and did not know how to persuade him, so it could only cast a sympathetic look at him.

However, they didn't know that these gazes were the source of Wang Wenhong's depression.

Shang Haozhi arrived very late, entering the editorial department at about 11 o'clock.

After putting the briefcase on the desk, Shang Haozhi picked up the landline, said a few words to Bao Jiyi, and walked out of the editorial office again.

Yesterday, after Bao Jiyi sent away the client, he asked his assistant to buy himself a set of "Cross Dress Gentleman".

When he came to the office the next day, he read the 10-volume manga twice, and compared it to "Hire of the Game". Then he was depressed for more than half an hour until Shang Haozhi knocked on the door.

"Thanks. Did you have a good time yesterday?" Bao Jiyi smiled.

Shang Haozhi rolled his eyes and did not answer Bao Jiyi.

"Ahem... Yesterday, why did "The Soul of Chess" lose the election? Does it have anything to do with the recent plot?" Bao Jiyi noticed that Shang Haozhi's face was wrong, and changed the subject again.

"If so, what do you do?" Shang Haozhi asked back.

Bao Jiyi's face was gloomy, "What else can we do. This is Teacher Shen's choice, and we can't do anything about it. But didn't you mean that it is impossible for the judges to judge the performance of a comic for a year based on the content of a few words?"

"Indeed not. In fact, it has nothing to do with Teacher Shen...but it has a lot to do with us." Shang Haozhi smiled bitterly.

"What do you mean?" Bao Jiyi's face grew gloomy.

"If "ComicFuture" wins the award for'Best Feature Comic' for three consecutive years, other magazines will be under too much pressure. So..." Shang Haozhi explained.

Bao Jiyi squeezed his brows together tightly.