God Descends the Second Element

"Then my generation will go back to the Crystal Palace first, and you are especially allowed to wait, and feel honored in my heart!"

The fairy Yamada said with a blushing face, and then turned and left, leaving a dashing back, if the other party didn't go back to deal with the mess.

It didn’t take long before he heard the sound of the door closing at the hallway. Wang Hao stood up and prepared to go upstairs to take a copy of Liankong’s manuscript. A few days ago, he revised it and reprinted a copy, which is considered complete. works.

In fact, it doesn’t take so long at Wang Hao’s typing speed. The reason why it took so long to complete is entirely because he made two revisions to the work. The writing is much more polished than the original, so try to make this work as much as possible. Many backgrounds of the works are more in line with this world.

If nothing else, the printed manuscript is already the final revision. Wang Hao is still very confident in his optimized version of "Kosora", although he can't perform as impossibly as the Yamada Fairy, but He didn't think he would lose.

After searching through boxes and cabinets, Wang Hao found Liankong's printout in the drawer of the workbench.

Just as he was relieved to close the cabinet and leave, he accidentally threw a Dragon Ball manuscript on the desktop to the ground, which made Wang Hao squat down and quickly picked up the manuscript.

When he looked at the manuscript, he was slightly stunned. It wasn't that there was a problem with the damage, nor was there something wrong with the style of painting. The manuscript alone is still very good, at least there is nothing to change. The place.

Although the style of Dragon Ball's painting is not very good, it can only be regarded as medium level compared to some comics today, but Wang Hao is also working hard.

It can be said that in addition to the first few words, he tried his best to optimize the style of his painting. At present, he can barely be regarded as the top level.

Of course, compared with Shiina Mashiro's unreasonable manga artist, it can be said to be far behind. After all, Mashiro is drawing manga, but his style is really beautiful. The second five manga version is almost Are all recognized as works of art...

Wang Hao now has no thoughts to compete with Shiina's painting style, because that is purely for him to do a math problem and use a formula to calculate the area of ​​his mental shadow.

"Forget it..."

Looking at the original manuscript in his hand again, although there were no major problems with the style of the painting, Wang Hao still felt something was wrong.

But after he raised his head and saw the time on the wall clock, ten minutes had passed quietly. He did not expect that he would stare at an original painting for so long.

Now this point made him have to put down the manuscript in his hand, because Yamada Fairy was still waiting, and Wang Hao knew that even if he kept staring at it, he would not get results.

The only conclusion reached is that the expressiveness of the picture is a little lacking, but now he has no way to solve this problem.

After carefully putting the Dragon Ball manuscript on the desktop in the drawer, Wang Hao turned around and left the bedroom.

After going downstairs and going out, I walked straight to the building next to him, knocked on the door symbolically and pushed in, but did not forget to shout: "I'm here!"

Wang Hao wouldn't be as stupid as before. Every time he came in, he would recite the second-degree line.

Thinking about it now, it really made him cold and sweaty. If someone else sees this situation, it is estimated that his image of a wise man will be completely ruined. After all, he is surrounded by neighbors. If someone sees it, it will cause trouble. A joke, and it's really ashamed to say it!

To sum up, he will never continue to talk about the lines of the second burst table outside.

"So slow! Are you a snail?"

Seeing Wang Hao who was late, the Fairy Yamada complained quite bitterly, and couldn't help but continue: "I thought you could just abstain from voting, but I knew that I was going to face the savior of the light world. To run to give experience, this kind of self-sacrificing spirit is indeed commendable courage."

Upon hearing this, Wang Hao unwillingly vomited: "Don't tell me, you have already won. You are still at home at the loss. Don't you know that villains in the villains generally die of talkative routines?"

The fairy Yamada snorted with a blushing face: "Hmph, you can do it now!"

"It's useless to say more, let's just start to get into the topic!"

While speaking, Wang Hao's eyes flashed with a scorching gaze, which also contained a faint excitement. He can be said to have been looking forward to this moment for a long time, and he was very curious about Yamada Fairy...what kind of interesting work is the new work?

Although Wang Hao did not care much, he still expected it from the bottom of his heart, and was a little nervous. After all, the strength of the Yamada Fairy should not be underestimated. The other party is a truly genius writer in this respect!

The two sat on the sofas opposite to each other~www.NovelMTL.com~ so that they could face each other. There was only a rectangular coffee table in the middle, and two bulging paper bags were placed on the table. It is the new work of Yamada Fairy and Wang Hao.

Neither party spoke, but they could sense a tense atmosphere covering the scene.

"The game officially begins."

"Well, although the result is doomed."

Wang Hao said with a faint smile, and the Yamada fairy responded indifferently. Each took the file bag that the other party had brought, and gently opened it on the spot, took out a stack of printing paper from it, and started to each other. Looked seriously.

"Liankong?"

Looking at the title of the work in his hand, Yamada Fairy always felt a little familiar, so he couldn't help muttering to himself, as if the name of a certain game was also called Koisora.

"This is not the game version of Koen Kong, it's just the same name."

Hearing the doubts of the Yamada Fairy, Wang Hao faintly explained that the name An Yilun recommended to play before was called Liankong.

Hearing that, the fairy Yamada nodded, and he didn't care about it now. After all, there are too many works with the same name these years, and all kinds of strange works have appeared in endlessly.

What's more important is the content of a work. There is no need to be too particular about the name of the work. If you only pay attention to the name of the work without paying attention to the content of the work, it is a bit of a loss. It is a bit like picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelon. Buying cassava and returning beads.

But the fairy Yamada was still curious about this work, or that she was curious about the new work of God Lord, gently turned the first page and looked at it carefully. It is estimated that it will take a while to finish it. After all, This stack of paper is still quite thick.

On the other side, Wang Hao also opened up the new works of Yamada Fairy and watched it carefully.