Rebirth Dad with Mangaka System

In the evening, after dinner, after coaxing two little guys to sleep, it was already 9:30 in the evening.

Back in the studio, sitting on a chair, Tan Mu picked up the brush again.

Just when Qin Mu packed up the painting paper that was covered with seats during the day, and was about to throw it away, a piece of paper that was blown out by ink attracted Qin Mu's attention.

This drawing was taken aback by the system during the day. The G nib of the hand was not well controlled, the ink popped out of the nib, and the lines were twisted.

However, the more you look at it, the more the Qin Mu feels about the artwork. The exploded ink and thick lines give Qin Mu a sense of bold release!

Holding up the drawing, Tan Mu held up to the lamp!this moment!From this drawing, he felt a new way of painting!

"Maybe it will work!" Qin Mu felt a little excited.

Why was it so difficult for Qin Mu to improve his style before?That's because Tan Mu used girlish brushwork to draw daily life and used bold lines to draw battles, but!The two did not coordinate with each other!There are four different situations.

The painting like this before is neither like a girl's man nor a bloody man. In the end, Qin Mu even confused the two painting methods!

Moreover, in order to have a sense of difference!Before that, Qin Mu only wanted to make daily life more delicate, and did not consider the style of battle scenes at all!And now!Qin Mu intends to change it!

Not only did I feel this time, but I also found a direction. At night, with a very strong sense of excitement!Qin Mu's liver again!

Wrong is wrong. Since I accidentally practiced a combination of girl and hot blood, Qin Mu will make the best use of it.

In the daily life between Jin Mu and the characters, Qin Mu uses the alternate-phase painting method, revealing a hint of impulse and hidden eruptions in the delicate, while in the battle scene, Qin Mu directly released himself, in the original author's original In the style of painting, Qin Mu's risky ink bursts and the wolf pen were used for sketching!And the sense of unrestrainedness that the wolf pen gives to people is something that other nibs do not have!

Can do it!

Look at your paintings, look at your final results!Qin Mu's red eyes are flashing!

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As time passed, at Station B, Qin Mu's drawings had not yet appeared, which made Guitian Village feel better and better every day.

In addition to his own works from the beginning of the day until now, they are the first. The fluttering Kameda Village has entered various bars and places of Fengyue, and has already begun to celebrate for itself in advance.

In one day, Guitian Village, who had been in the air for several days, was drunk and returned to his house.

Just about to fall asleep, my phone rang.

"Mr. Kameda, congratulations. Your "Green Sky" now has 600,000 votes. There are only two days left. No one can surpass you."

Ishida, the editor in charge of Kamedamura, sent a congratulatory message to Kamedamura. Although it was not the last time, they had already started celebrating.

"Thanks for editing by Ishida, although I only won the first place, but it was only the final selection. The final first place may not be me (of course I am the first! Not who can I be? )."

Kamedamura was drunk and pretended to say humbly, saying one thing on his mouth, and another in his mind.

"Mr. Kameda can rest assured that if your work is not unexpected, it must be the first." The editor in charge of Kameda Village flattered, no matter who listened to their hypocritical tone, they would feel very uncomfortable.

"I borrowed your good words."

While bathing in this naked flattery in Kamedamura, intending to be more modest and humble, and let his responsible editor boast about himself again, his assistant called over.

Without thinking about it, Kamedamura hung up his assistant's phone directly and continued to enjoy the appreciation of his editor.

But just hung up,

Hang again...hit again......hang again...hit again...

In the end, Kamedamura could only say goodbye to his editor, and he was extremely reluctant to connect his assistant's phone with anger.

Connected to the phone, the extremely unhappy Guitian Village wanted to scold his assistant.

But who knows, he has been taken aback by his assistant before he could speak for himself.

"Teacher Kameda! Not good!"

"Damn it!" Guitian Village shouted drunk, and after this call, his own wine also woke up most of the time.

"No! Teacher! There is a newly submitted comic that suddenly jumped to the 21st place within 6 hours! It was like being on a rocket!"

"Newly submitted comics? Within twenty-one hours to the 21st place! How is this possible! Are you sure you read it right?!"

"Absolutely nothing!" The assistant's tone was very positive.

"What's the name of this comic! Send me the link to it! Also, who is its author?"

"The name of the comic is "Tokyo"! The author is..." The assistant opened a report by Uesugi Newspaper and subconsciously read the biggest title, "The genius that has disappeared for two years... Tan Mu..."

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Six hours ago...

A phone call from Ueno Mengzi called Uesugi Buyi to Qin Mu's studio.

"What about Teacher Qin Mu?"

As soon as he entered the door, Shangshan Buyi looked around, and did not see Qin Mu's figure.

Ueno Mengzi erected his index finger between his lips and made a "whisper" gesture, his eyes signalling to the sofa.

With the eyes of Ueno Mengzi, Uesugi Buyi saw on the living room sofa, Tan Mu was lying on the sofa and fell asleep.

Beside him, Qin Xue was lying on his own crammed head, small hands kept holding Qin Mu's hair, and Qin Tian was sensible to pull the quilt to his father's body, and then pulled his sister to sit Go to the side, beckoning not to disturb Dad's rest.

"Mr. Qin Mu has been painting for three days in a row, and often plays with the two little guys during the day. I didn't know that I only slept for a few hours a day, and I was really exhausted in the end."

Ueno Mengzi took out a document bag.

"This is the artwork that Mr. Qin Mu asked me to hand over to Uesugi when he fell asleep. Please have a look."

After receiving the manuscript, Uesugi Buddy was tightly hugged in his arms: "Have you seen this manuscript?"

"Yes."

"Then can I give some comments before I read it?"

"If you comment..." Ueno Mengzi thought about it seriously, "If this drawing does not get the first place, then I think the first place may be the painting of the gods."

Faced with such a high evaluation, Uesugi Buddy didn't say much, but nodded slightly. He looked at Tan Mu sleeping on the sofa a little more complicatedly, bowed slightly, and left.