Transformed into a comic book artist

"Start being a girl today?"

Su Xian'er was presented with an extremely delicate and white oval face, a pair of slightly narrow and long eyes, clear and transparent, like a clear pool, and slightly raised eyebrows, which was extremely beautiful.

Her facial features were delicate and harmonious, her nose and mouth were very pink, and her bright black hair fell like a waterfall along her shoulders, which was very exciting.

She was wearing white pajamas, and under the sunlight outside the window, she looked even more holy and pure. Her legs were white and extremely slender, and her bare feet were like jade!

Looking at herself in the mirror, Su Xian'er touched her chin, then pinched her chest, and raised her eyebrows slightly, "It seems that I won't have to worry about food and clothing in this life, but this breast is a little small, I have to rub it more when I have nothing to do."

As a dead otaku in her previous life, although Su Xian'er had never held a girl's hand, she was very high-minded and had her own scoring standards in her heart.

According to her standards, the person in the mirror was amazing, and she could score a thousand points out of a hundred.

Of course, Su Xian'er was not surprised that she, a 20-something otaku, had turned into a girl after waking up.

In her previous life, she was an orphan with no worries. As a pure otaku, she only went out once a month and read novels, comics, and animations from major websites at home. What settings had she not seen? Transformation was too easy for her.

And she looked so beautiful that if she couldn't survive in the future, she would just find a rich second-generation man to marry and wait for death.

Yes, Su Xian'er was so heartless. Of course, that was the last resort. After all, she was mentally normal, female, male in mind, and female in hobbies.

Holding the phone, she checked the time. It was already 7:30 and the class was at 8 o'clock.

But Su Xian'er was not in a hurry. First, she drew all the curtains, then closed the bedroom door, and finally turned off the lights. In an instant, the whole room was pitch black, with only the computer on the computer desk flashing.

"Perfect!" Su Xian'er clapped her hands and said with great satisfaction.

As a nocturnal creature, a otaku, light is his life and death enemy. Even in the daytime, he has to make the room more like night.

As for going to class, forget it. Anyway, after accepting some memories of the girl, Su Xian'er knows that she has traveled through time and space. She is still an orphan. Her parents died in a plane crash three years ago, so no one can control her even if she doesn't go to class.

This house in the high-end community is the inheritance left to her by her parents...

Thinking of the inheritance, Su Xian'er's expression froze. She picked up her mobile phone and checked the balance. There were still more than 1,000 yuan in assets. Then she looked at Alipay and there were still 2,000 yuan.

In other words, her total assets are only 3,000 now. What can 3,000 do? Isn't it gone after a few games?

"I thought it was easy mode, but it turned out to be hard mode?"

However, 3,000 yuan is enough for her to live for a while. During this period, she might be able to think of a way. Thinking of this, Su Xian'er turned on the computer and prepared to see if there were any new episodes in this world, and then see what the difference is between the comics and books in this world.

An hour later...

"Fuck! It's so ugly! What's going on?"

After rubbing her breasts hard and calming down her depression, Su Xian'er felt very powerless.

During this hour, she received very shocking information from the Internet.

First, China has become the world's largest country, which makes Su Xian'er proud.

Second, during World War II, China was the first country to develop the atomic bomb, and then directly wiped out the island country from the world map, shocking the world, which made Su Xian'er applaud.

Third, because the island country was destroyed, the level of Chinese comics is still at the level of Hong Kong comics. Most of the comics are martial arts, or muscle-style, which is fine. What makes Su Xian'er most angry is that the books and comics she read are also at the level of Hong Kong comics.

The lifan I just downloaded is called "Huang Xun vs. Zhou Yu", which is a fan lifan of a famous martial arts work in this world. As a result, the girl with eight-pack abs in it made her click the cross directly. Of course, there are not only Hong Kong comics, but also American comics, but none of these can make her enter the sage mode.

Lifans are like this, can we still expect the level of comics?

At this moment, Su Xian'er never felt that the island country occupies such an important position in this world!

Without this country, the development of ACG in the world and the AV industry are too thin.

"Is it too late to commit suicide now?" Su Xian'er said faintly, she missed her previous life very much.

Games, comics, animations, lifans and comics are her spiritual food, especially lifans and comics are too important for single dogs. Without these, it is no different from killing her.

But... the development of other industries is no different from the previous life, but the animation industry makes her feel like a thorn in her throat.

However, there was one thing that surprised Su Xian'er, that is, it was legal to draw comics and make comics in this world, which she could not imagine.

Comics and comics can be published openly on regular ACG websites, and because of the strong protection of copyright, as long as someone reads the comics, they can get a lot of income.

Of course, the AV industry is strongly prohibited.

This made Su Xian'er realize that it seemed that the country also knew that ACG was too backward and needed to be developed. After all, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the Internet became the second world of people. As a result, there were no comics and comics, and desires could not be vented, and social unrest intensified, which was very bad for China.

Of course, all of this was her naive idea, whether it was true or not, it remained to be verified.

In an instant, an idea came to Su Xian'er's mind, "Since there are no comics to read, why not draw for yourself?"

Once this idea popped up, she couldn't stop it.

The most important thing is that she only had 3,000 yuan left in her pocket. If she only ate, she would spend it in two months. What's more, she likes to play games, so she can't avoid krypton gold.

After all, how can you become stronger without krypton gold? What's the difference between not becoming stronger and being a salted fish? Wouldn't that become one of the benefits provided by game companies to krypton gold bigwigs?

And according to her understanding, the manuscript fee for drawing books is higher than that of cartoonists drawing orthodox comics!

It can be self-sufficient, make money, reduce social events and promote the spiritual entertainment of netizens and otakus. This is a good thing that benefits the country and the people. Su Xian'er thought about it for a second and decided.

Since she decided to draw a book, she must think about what subject matter and what type of story to draw.

Then...

Su Xian'er was suddenly confused because she didn't remember the story in the book.

"Who cares about the plot when reading a book? Practicality is the basis!"

Su Xian'er suddenly realized that she had read a lot of books and comics, but she couldn't remember the stories of these books.

After all, she entered the sage mode after eating, so who would think about the plot?

Moreover, most of the stories in the books are very shallow and have no depth. Basically, they get to the point right away, and all kinds of life and death are the theme of the books.

What should really be paid attention to is the style of painting. Why can't she read the comics and books in this world? Isn't it the rough style of painting?

So, the practicality of the book is the real basis. As for the story, she can write it herself. Thinking of this, Su Xian'er breathed a sigh of relief.

She opened the document, and just when she was about to write the plot outline, the phone on the table rang.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Student Su, why didn't you come to school today?"

"I'm teaching, how can I have time for class?"

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(Since Lifan is a harmonious word, this book changes it to Lifan!)