God Descends the Second Element

After a simple meal, Wang Hao began to return to his room to continue working.

Originally, he wanted to report to the school in the morning, although he himself greeted the principal, but it took too long to go to school.

Of course, this is also because of the portable space. If he didn't find the portable space before switching to it, he probably won't have the American time to go to school.

Wang Hao has been working in the portable space for a few days. It can be said that he has completed a lot of work, and drawing cartoons has also encountered a bottleneck. If he stays at home and works hard, the ghost knows when the bottleneck can be broken.

Combination of work and rest is still necessary, so he chose to go to school to relax.

For Wang Hao now, going to school is really relaxing. In fact, relative to society, school can really be said to be a relaxing place. At most, it only requires serious study.

After entering the society, all kinds of complicated interpersonal relationships and realistic pressures will follow one after another. If one is not handled well, it will be easy to die. These are more than twice as difficult as studying in a classroom.

Most people will miss the time in school after entering the social work. Youth on campus can be said to be one of the easiest times in a person's life.

It's a pity that it's almost ten o'clock. He can't go to school at this point. It's too conspicuous if he goes now. He doesn't like being so high-profile. He can only wait until noon, so he can just go to school with day students.

The comics have fallen into a bottleneck in this regard, and Wang Hao does not intend to continue practicing for the time being, but begins to prepare the serial manuscript for next week.

This time the opponent is the famous Fu Jian Yi Bo, so Wang Hao didn't adopt the previous fast drawing method when painting, but calmed down and slowly made the name.

In order to concentrate on creating, he shut down all the electronic products and locked the door of the bedroom, just because he was afraid of being influenced by the outside world to make the sudden inspiration disappear.

Time passed slowly, and there were more scrapped manuscripts on the ground. He is still creating NAME even now.

Wang Hao frowned while sitting on the chair, and the paintbrush in his hand did not fall on the paper for a long time. Although it is said that he is taking the line of funny and fighting, the plot cannot be bad, and he must also arrange funny and fighting reasonably. Switch between, and whether to leave a foreshadowing.

After continuing to think for a while, he finally chose to write down and finally created the comic name.

"This storyboard always feels a bit wrong..."

Wang Hao looked at the comic name in his hand and sighed. He always felt that there was something wrong with the battle scene, but it was a pity that this was the best scene he could think of.

Making the name of the comic has a detailed outline with the writing of the novel. The next creation basically does not require much effort, because the idea has already been thought out in advance.

Take a simpler analogy.

If the manga was a wooden stake before the name was made, it would undoubtedly be difficult to burn this wooden stake as firewood.

In order to solve this problem, you only need to chop the stake into several pieces of firewood, and making the manga name is the step of splitting the stake into firewood.

Although the metaphor is a bit weird, it probably means that.

With the name of the manga, Wang Hao directly began to create the original manuscript. With the help of the manuscript, the rough and clear lines suddenly appeared on the paper. It didn't take long for characters and landscapes to appear, and he continued to draw after one frame was finished!

One stroke after another, Wang Hao's expression was extremely focused at this time, and the whole person seemed to be isolated from the outside world, with only comics in his eyes.

After a long time, Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief as the final steps were completed, and then he was taken aback for a while.

He suddenly remembered that he still had a comic assistant, and he didn't need to do it himself for the final coloring and other tasks.

"Forget it……"

He smiled bitterly and shook his head. It seems that he was a bit over-focused just now, but now that the manuscript is finished, it is still satisfactory after checking it.

When you see Iida Ayano, you can show it to the other party for inspection, and you should be able to make some subtle changes.

Wang Hao stood up and stretched out, packed the manuscripts into the drawer, raised his head and glanced at the clocks hanging on the wall, only to realize that it was past 12 o'clock, and it was time to go to school to show his face.

Putting on the long-lost college uniform, Wang Hao walked out of the room, and when he arrived on the first floor, he stopped by to get milk and bread in the refrigerator. This was all for lunch.

With a piece of bread in his mouth, he hurriedly walked towards the underground parking room. Now if he drives past quickly, he should not be late.

When the black Maybach came out of the underground garage to bathe in the sun, it didn't take long before he disappeared.

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After arriving at the school, Wang Hao parked the car in the nearby parking lot as before. When he got out of the car and glanced at the rearview mirror, he remembered that he seemed to have forgotten the glasses he had always worn when he went to school. .

Of course, Wang Hao is not short-sighted, it's just that he would wear those glasses when he went to school before, but now he is a bit uncomfortable without glasses.

"Forget it, it shouldn't be a big problem..."

It's all here now, he can never go back to get his glasses, Wang Hao feels that it doesn't matter whether he wears them or not. After all, he doesn't have myopia, just a little uncomfortable.

After bypassing a few trails, I finally came to the gate of Shengqi Academy. At this time, many students began to enter the school.

Upon seeing this, Wang Haoqing breathed a sigh of relief and walked in quickly.

It just made him a little concerned that there seemed to be a lot of people looking at him, and everyone's eyes were very strange.

"Maybe it's an illusion, right?"

Seeing this scene, Wang Hao frowned slightly, thinking that others might not be looking at him~www.NovelMTL.com~ He didn't think he was strange, and he shouldn't attract so many people's attention.

Although he thought so in his heart, Wang Hao continued to speed up his pace, always feeling that the atmosphere of today's school is a little different from before!

Perhaps it was his illusion that Wang Hao now feels that he has become an academy figure like Shiyu Xiazhiqiu, who is now attracting attention.

Is it because you are too handsome?

Wang Hao couldn't help but complain in his heart. For a while, he was a little uncomfortable with so many people watching. This kind of gaze made him uncomfortable.

Although he is indeed handsome, he is not so outrageous, and he always feels that the eyes cast by others look at him as if they are looking at some rare animal, just like the giant panda in the Neon Zoo.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, and he can be sure that this is not an illusion.

No matter how fast he walks, Wang Hao always finds that the eyes of others are staring at him, and he finally couldn't help but say directly: "@#%/￥……, inexplicable! Who can tell me what this is? What's the matter?!!!"