Two-dimensional Bai Xue

It is unrealistic for him to carry so many things home by himself, so he discussed with the boss and asked if he could deliver them before noon.

"Of course you can, but you need to pay more!" Hearing Jiming's request, the boss gave a thumbs up and said with a smile.

After Jiming wrote the address and swiped his card, he walked out of the store with ease, and walked slowly to the station to go home.

Jiming, who had been walking towards the station in his impression, found that he seemed to be walking further and further away. This place was a little quiet and scary, and he couldn't help being a little speechless. He was not Shiina Mashiro, so why did he have such natural attributes!Not cute at all!

Jiming realized that he had gone the wrong way and could only walk back according to the map on his phone. After tossing around for a while, it was almost noon when he got home.

Ji Ming, who was bored waiting for the delivery, sat down in front of the computer desk, and accidentally saw the only game on the desktop called Age of Legends. He remembered that his predecessor was in this spicy chicken 2D game, and only 1 was left. dollars...

Opening this game with a curious mood, he was greeted with a painting style that he couldn't bear to look at directly...

"Why is there still such a spicy chicken painting style game now!"

Looking at the extremely low game update interface in front of him, his fingers trembled a little...

"Will anyone really play this 2D role-playing game...."

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Chapter 11 The wife of an online game cannot be a girl

As soon as he went online, his chat interface kept ringing before he had time to look at the character map. When he opened it, he found that the information storage was already at the upper limit.

Open one of them casually and take a look: "Husband? Husband, why are you still not online?"

"My husband, woo woo, don't you want Yazi anymore?"

"On the seventh day without my husband, Yazi already felt that he would not be able to live any longer."

"..."

What the hell is this!Suddenly remembering that his predecessor had a wife in the game, Ji Ming held his forehead speechlessly. You must know that the wife in the online game cannot be a girl!

After reading a few, he decisively deleted all the messages.

Well, the current place should be the trade union, right?

I took a look at the environment where the character is, and it is a tavern with high-end wooden furniture and relaxing background music, and the atmosphere is quite satisfactory.

His character is sitting on one of the chairs in the store.

Ding dong, a very light sound effect suddenly sounded.

At the same time, a new window popped up on the game screen.

Displayed is the trade union message.

Yazi, who can't chat with Jiming privately, can only send the union message, because when Jiming just went online and deleted the message, he accidentally blacklisted the sender...

Yazi: "Xiao Ming~~ You are finally online, what happened after you haven't been online for so long?"

Withdrawal Ji: "Huh? Could it be that you have been waiting for me?" Ji Ming was a little shocked, she saw it as soon as she went online, such an affectionate girl is really rare... Oh no, it's a man!

Yazi: "That's right! Every day when I go online, I'm waiting for my husband! I'm not in the mood to start a dungeon anymore."

Cash withdrawal Ji: "..."

Withdrawal Ji: "I may not play games much in the future." After thinking about it, Jiming still said that he really doesn't have much time to play games recently, let alone spend time with this so-called wife.

And after chatting for a while, he found that this obviously addicted teenager <female> seemed to be a little too dependent on him. He calmed down instantly after the manipulation.

Don't ask him how he knows, and don't ask him why he is so proficient!

"..."

"Why, dear? Did I do something wrong?"

"Could it be that you have another woman behind my back? Hatchet expression."

"Don't leave me please, I really can't live without you..."

"......"

Seeing his words, Yazi fell silent for an instant, and then sent a flood of messages to Jiming, mostly telling him not to leave.

Seeing another round of bombing news, Jiming felt a little toothache. He was about to say something when he heard the voice recognition requesting to open the door. After answering, he said to Yazi in the game: "I'm sorry, I'm a little late. Already, both Yapuliko and Xiufan will be online tonight, and then I will bid you farewell."

After finishing speaking, Jiming went offline without paying attention to the other party. The reason why he had to do something extra instead of directly AFK was because he remembered that he had a good relationship with these partners in the union, and he and Yazi were even newbies. We have known each other since the beginning of the village.

Talk to them well, and save them from always thinking about themselves.

After all, a game is always a game, and we are not friends in reality, we have to separate from each other.

After opening the door, there was a young man wearing black-rimmed glasses.

Seeing the door opened, the young man smiled at him very familiarly: "Sir, your courier has arrived, please sign."

It should be that his comic tools have arrived, he nodded, signed the package and brought in the package, seeing the courier who was hesitant to talk outside the door, he couldn't help but feel a little confused, so he asked, "Excuse me, is there anything else?" something?"

"Excuse me, senior, are you a cartoonist!" The boy outside the door looked at Jiming, who was about the same age as him, and asked suddenly.

"Cartoonist...? It should be considered."

Jiming looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and replied somewhat uncertainly.

"I'm so touched! You must not be short of money to be able to afford such a high-end apartment. You must have chosen to be a manga artist because of your love for Two-dimensional! I believe in your love for Two-dimensional. , will definitely be able to create a great work!"

An Yilun was also looking at Jiming up and down outside the door, and when he saw that he was doing such a touching thing in a plain attire, he couldn't help but say it.

"..." Ji Ming, who was a little speechless, didn't know what to say, why did he keep meeting such strange people recently!

"Ah, there's not enough time! Senior, let's not talk, please do your best for the comics." Looking at his watch, An Yilun also said something bad, he sneaked out during the lunch break, he was going to be late!He raised his black-rimmed glasses and ran away.

"Strange dead house, dead house is disgusting..."

Seeing that the other party finally left, Ji Ming muttered something in a low voice, but he didn't know that he was also a dead house!

"By the way, senior, my name is An Yilun! Where's your name!"

Just when Jiming was about to close the door, suddenly, a familiar voice came again.

Looking at the panting young man in front of him, his face twitched, he really wanted to say: My name is your uncle, remember it, get out.

After thinking about it, I decided to forget it. Although the young man was a little strange, he was still quite a nice person, so he could only say angrily, "My name is Ji Ming."

"Ah! Is senior Ji Chinese? I'm really looking forward to senior's comics. If you don't mind, can we exchange cell phone numbers?"

An Yilun also exclaimed, then his eyes lit up, and he begged Jiming.

"080..." The so-called person who stretches out his hand and doesn't hit the smiling face, looking at the somewhat annoying familiar in front of him, Jiming can only give him the phone helplessly.

An Yilun also quickly took out his phone to save it, and then ran away like a wind-like man again, and the other party's words came from the wind: "Thank you, Senior Ji, please give me more advice in the future!"

This time he finally left, and Jiming breathed a sigh of relief. After entering the room and sorting out a lot of comic tools, he sat in front of the computer and thought about what comics he should draw.

Tangled, very tangled, to be honest, if there is no one, it will not be so tangled.

Others are thinking hard and don't have a good work, but he is full of good works but doesn't know which one to choose.

It's better to check what types of comics are popular recently. Thinking of this, Jiming turned on the computer to search.

Hero Conference, a hot-blooded comic competition jointly held by the five major comic agencies!

Seeing the title, Jiming clicked in with interest.

The hot-blooded comic competition jointly organized by the five major comic clubs lasted for a week. During this week, anyone can submit their comics to the competition. In the name of the comic club, he saw the familiar Shueisha and Xiaoxiaokan .

Since almost all the competitions are jointly organized by the giants of the comic book agency, the gold content is very high, and this also means that good works are very likely to be animated.

Once animation means something, of course it is popularity!

How much money a comic can make for a cartoonist is due to the single book, and the most important thing is animation.

After thinking for a while, he decided to participate in this competition. In this era, it takes too long for a newcomer to gradually become famous through serialization, and this conference is obviously his best chance to become famous now!

Chapter 12 One Punch Man

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"Hot-blooded short comics, so general."

Jiming who turned off the webpage frowned. There are too many hot-blooded comics in his mind.

When seeing hot blood, the first reaction in his mind is One Piece, Naruto, and other works.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that these works were the masterpieces of hot-blooded anime in the previous life, and they are all famous, almost to the point of being well-known to every household.

But in the next second, Jiming ruled them out, not for anything else, but because the length of these things is too long.

For a short competition, these comics that are too long are destined to be inappropriate. Even if they are forced to use them, only one of the stories will not be enough impact.

And what is the most important short and medium-length comics?

plot?

No, Jiming thought for a while.

When the audience reads comics, the first thing they see is the cartoonist's painting style. Only when your painting style attracts others, will they be interested in your next plot.

"The scene of fighting must give others a sensory impact at a glance..."

After taking all the above factors into consideration, Jiming thought about cartoons suitable for this competition.

"One Punch Man!"

Suddenly, Jiming's eyes widened, and he shouted a little excitedly.

The work of One Punch Man is really suitable for this competition. Its style is that if you can do it, it will never bb with you!The rhythm of the whole work is very compact and refreshing.

There is no magic pen in the world that can't be killed by one punch, if there is, then two punches!

It was decided to be him. Jiming took out a piece of paper and started to write. He didn't plan to make any changes to the plot of One Punch Man, because he is not at that level yet.

When drawing comics, the most important thing is the storyboard.

And the fighting storyboard of the One Punch Man comic can be said to be top-notch in the previous life of RB, and even most people who have read the comics praised the comic storyboard of One Punch Man as better than the animation Fluency and shock can be seen from this.

Picking up the pen and dropping it on the paper, the original painting has been deeply engraved in Jiming's mind, and what he has to do is to perfectly reproduce the pictures and plots on the paper, and then piece them together into a whole. A complete comic, nothing more.

However, in just 2 minutes, a full-size black-and-white comic was born that almost covered the entire table.

It was a bald young man with a serious face and wearing a cloak, with Justice Executed written next to it.

Finally, Jiming wrote four small characters beside the young man - Hero Saitama.

After finishing the drawing, he looked at the picture in shock, um, there is no problem, the level is almost the same as in the previous life, but his speed is too heaven-defying!

Jiming recalled the situation when he was painting, and found that he didn't need to split the mirror at all. His painting method had a clear model in his mind, just like copying.

Although it is fast, it is in line with common sense, but his painting method is very unique.

"Hey, hey, I really have a golden finger!"

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Jiming continued to draw. Today he plans to draw the first chapter of One Punch Man, and then submit it as soon as possible.

At five or six o'clock in the evening, looking at the sky outside, Jiming realized that there was still a girl at home, and secretly yelled "Oops". He didn't care to check the first chapter that was about to be completed, so he ran to Shiina Mashiro's He knocked on the door of the room and said, "Miss Shiina?"

"Ming, I'm hungry." Shiina Mashiro pushed the door open when she heard the knock on the door, still speaking in a flat tone, but Jiming seemed to hear a trace of grievance mixed in it.

"I'm really sorry! Wait a minute, I'll cook for you now!" Jiming put his hands together in shame, he was starving, let alone Shiina who hadn't eaten anything all day. .

With the intention of making up for the girl, Jiming spent some time making several special dishes. As an otaku, if he doesn't have some cooking skills, he really won't live long!

"Miss Shiina, it's time to eat."

After serving the food, Jiming knocked on the door of Zhenbai's room and said.

"Miss Shiina, are you there?"

After waiting for a while, Jiming, who didn't respond, was a little puzzled. Could it be that she wasn't in the room?

Although it is his home, this room belongs to Shiina Mashiro now, and it is not easy to enter a girl's room without other people's permission. Jiming shook his head and went to wash his hands.

After washing his hands and preparing to eat, Jiming found that Mashiro Shiina was already sitting at the dining table, and he seemed to be holding the... manga he just drew in his hand?

"Is this inscribed?"

Seeing Jiming, Shiina Mashiro's untouched Danfeng eyes widened a little and asked.

"Yes." Jiming answered casually after picking up the chopsticks.

And don't randomly enter other people's rooms, hey!What if I am doing some eye-catching sports!

"Ah."