My Cartoonist Guide

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There are some things that Shen Xin knows, but he can't tell them.

Choosing things like comics, he can only evaluate it in his heart. If someone can help him share some of the pressure, it will be a lot easier.

Wang Wenhong is of course not bad, but as it is, he has more than one author, and his energy will inevitably be distracted. If Yan Fei can help, Wang Wenhong's pressure should also be reduced a lot.

Now that Yan Fei did not agree, he could only respect Yan Fei's choice.

Xi Muhan's mouth was strained, and he couldn't even handle this little thing.

Shen Xin looked depressed, and he couldn't let Yan Fei reluctantly agree.

When he returned to his residence, Shen Xin saw Wang Wenhong staring at the TV intently, and his gaze also moved over, only to find that several girls in swimsuits were making advertisements.

Shen Xin smiled and said: "What's wrong with you? Do you miss beautiful women?"

"Huh?" Wang Wenhong was startled, "Mr. Shen, when did you come in?"

"Just...Hey, you don't really think about beautiful women, do you?" Shen Xin's eyes widened, as if he had discovered a new world.

"Where? Don't slander me." Wang Wenhong waved his hand quickly, "I'm still young..."

Young hammer, four or five years older than him?

Shen Xin muttered in his heart, but asked, "Do you have something on your mind?"

"Huh? No..." Wang Wenhong waved his hand, his gaze was facing Shen Xin, then turned his head again, "I... just saw you and Yan Fei drinking tea together... I definitely didn't eavesdrop."

Shen Xin blinked. He was worried just now and didn't have the energy to take care of others, but unexpectedly Wang Wenhong came to the coffee shop.

Seeing Wang Wenhong trying his best to prove his innocence, Shen Xin smiled, "Eavesdropping is nothing, it has nothing to do with the magazine. I just want to invite her to help me as a personal person. Whether collecting information or discussing the plot, one more People, there will be more ideas, and I wonder if there are more people, the update speed will be faster. You also have other authors who are responsible, right?"

Wang Wenhong opened his mouth slightly and nodded helplessly.

According to ordinary people's understanding, if an editor is responsible for two authors, then the editor should focus more on the old author. After all, the two people have a tacit understanding with each other and the relationship is good.

In fact, this is not the case. Editors will spend more time and energy on new authors.

Because there are many things new authors don’t understand, the editor must teach every detail, and even make suggestions on the storyboard and composition. Sometimes, the new author has a problem in the middle of the night, and the editor has to get out of bed.

In contrast, the old author is well aware of most of the processes, even if there are problems, most of them are related to the direction of the story, and it is impossible to be specific to the story.

Therefore, although Shen Xin is the iconic cartoonist of "ComicFuture", Wang Wenhong has to devote more than half of his energy to other cartoonists, and he will spend slightly less time considering Shen Xin.

"Then what did she say?" Wang Wenhong stared at Shen Xin.

"Refused..." Shen Xin lay on her back on the bed.

When Wang Wenhong heard Shen Xin's words, his heart was slightly widened, but he felt unwilling to Shen Xin.

He knows that what Shen Xin said is not wrong. No matter what, he is also human, and it is impossible for him to be comprehensive. If two or three authors find him together, he will not be able to take care of him.

From this point of view, Yan Fei is indeed the best choice. He and Yan Fei have a good relationship. If you have opinions on the comics, you can discuss with each other.

"How about I go and tell her?" Wang Wenhong asked.

"Huh?" Shen Xin was taken aback, then shook his head, "Forget it, the choice is in her hands."

Wang Wenhong opened his mouth slightly, but made no sound.

"Furthermore, there is no one else to help in "Soul of Chess". Haven't we walked over yet?" Shen Xin smiled.

Wang Wenhong looked up and thought, Shen Xin was right.

"Then I don't care." Wang Wenhong whispered.

"Sleep! I'm going to Akihabara tomorrow!"

"Hey, go to bed so early?"

"You don't really want to find a beautiful woman?" Shen Xin rolled his eyes.

"Hey, go to sleep!" Wang Wenhong pulled the quilt and covered his head.

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Xi Muhan leaned on the bed, staring at the TV in front of him, but couldn't get in at all. His mind was full of conversations between Shen Xin and Yan Fei.

In fact, this was the suggestion she made to Shen Xin after learning about Yan Fei's resignation. Shen Xin thought it was not bad, so she agreed with her, but she didn't expect to be successful.

Drawing comics and writing novels sound very similar. They are both creative works, but there is a big difference between the two.

For example, she spends about five or six hours a day actually typing on the keyboard, and she is reading books and looking for information at other times. But cartoonists have to desk for more than twelve hours a day. If time is tight, it may even take more than twenty hours for several days.

Despite the help of assistants, the general structure of the comics, as well as some complex pictures, are all written by the creator~www.readwn.com~ Therefore, the working hours of the comic artist are still very long.

She felt sorry for Shen Xin, so she wanted to ask Yan Fei to help Shen Xin.

But now it seems...she thinks too much.

Xi Muhan sighed depressed, turned off the TV, and was about to go to bed when the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Who?"

"I……"

Hearing Yan Fei's voice, Xi Muhan immediately became energetic, got out of bed, quickly opened the door, and Yan Fei really stood outside the door.

"Sister Yan, come in quickly, it's cold outside."

Xi Muhan pulled Yan Fei into the room, closed the door, and pulled Yan Fei to the bedside.

"Sister Yan, what's the matter?" Xi Muhan looked at Yan Fei expectantly.

"It's nothing, just want to chat casually... I'm really sorry just now."

"No." Xi Muhan shook his head, "I heard from Brother Xin."

"Actually... I didn't expect Teacher Shen would say that. I haven't been an editor for a long time, and I haven't heard of such a way..."

"Don't blame my brother, this is my idea, maybe a little too naive."

"Huh... it turned out to be like this. I said it's a bit different from what Mr. Shen did. It's too rigorous." Yan Fei suddenly realized, seeing Xi Muhan look confused, and explained, "Actually, this approach is a bit risky."

"Ok?"

"Sister, you forgot, cartoonists, including novel authors like you, will face a problem-the magazine is cut in half. You think, cartoonists are not even sure when the comics will end, how can they hire a personal editor. Comics? The family’s assistant is also hired temporarily, and the reason is also here. If the work is suddenly cut in half, the cartoonist cannot pay the assistant’s salary, and the assistant must have a new job.

"Ms. Shen is in a much better situation than other cartoonists, but he should also consider these."

Yan Fei blinked, but she forgot about the cut.