God Descends the Second Dimension

After Watanabe and Naoto ordered shochu and appetizers, they sat down at the busiest table and started chatting with others.

The night that belongs to office workers has just begun.

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In the early morning of the next day, the breeze was cooler, and the mild sunlight fell on the earth.

When the alarm clock rang, Wang Hao also got up on time. It felt good to open his eyes and bathe in the morning light. He felt that he was in a good state of mind, which may be related to the late setting of the alarm clock. Finally, he had a good night's sleep.

He got up and yawned. Wang Hao sat on the office chair without even changing his clothes. He turned on the computer and inserted the USB flash drive. After seeing that the data of the file was still there, he felt better. It seems that this The portable space is really a good cheat.

The only regret is that this space is dominated by the godhead, which means that when you enter this space, the godhead will inevitably be lost.

But now he can't control so much, at least he has gained a lot.

If it was not a critical moment, he decided to enter this space less in the future.

He stayed in the portable space for a total of three days, and spent two full days learning the battle storyboard, and the waste manuscripts turned into a hill. Although I dare not say that the battle storyboard is as good as fire, but compared Much better.

If it is said that the combat storyboard is 100 points out of 60 points, 30 points pass.Wang Hao could score [-] points at most before.

After 48 hours of hard training in the portable space, he has already scored 30 points, but now he has risen to 59 points. He can barely cope with the first week or two of serialization, but it is not enough to deal with the next crisis. !

You know, this time the opponent is the master of the manga world, Yoshihiro Togashi who is dubbed the title of "Ghost Talent"!

It's a pity that he is currently stuck in a bottleneck in the aspect of battle storytelling. Drawing manga doesn't mean he can grow continuously by working hard all the time.

To break through the current bottleneck, it is absolutely impossible to work hard. Fortunately, his current level can still handle the serialization for a week or two.

"Is it already this point?"

After backing up all the data in the USB flash drive, Wang Hao noticed the time in the lower right corner of the computer, and it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

Fortunately, there is nothing planned this morning, and he is hungry now.

Wang Hao changed into another set of clothes, went to the door and opened the locked door.

After the lesson of Yuzhi Yazi's night attack last time, Wang Hao is now used to locking the door of his bedroom, otherwise he will always feel frightened.

At this point, there were not many people in Qiushui Mountain Villa. After all, everyone was a student, and they still had to go to school, and students still had to put their studies first.

Well, although he is not qualified to say that...

Going downstairs to the kitchen and opening the refrigerator, Wang Hao quickly picked out the ingredients. For the leftover cold rice, eggs, ham, meat, etc. from last night, he decided to make fried rice because it was the fastest.

Wang Hao is already very proficient in cooking. He cut the ingredients into pieces with ease and fried them one by one. It didn't take long to finish this bowl of fried rice with a lot of weight.

Seeing this big bowl of fried rice, to be honest, he somewhat refused it. He poured all the cold rice left over from last night into it just now, and felt that he would get tired after eating half of it, and he might not be able to finish it by himself.

Probably because of hunger, Wang Hao hesitated for half a second before moving his mouth. The moment he entered the mouth, he felt that the fried rice he made was extremely delicious. The fried rice decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Wang Hao also showed a satisfied smile on his face: "It's delicious."

Chapter 570 The Four Strange Eyes

After a simple meal, Wang Hao went back to his room to continue working.

Originally, he wanted to report to the school in the morning. Although he himself had greeted the principal, it was nothing if not going to school for too long.

Of course, this is also because of the portable space. If he hadn't found the portable space before, he probably wouldn't have the American time to go to school.

Wang Hao has been working in the portable space for several days. It can be said that he has completed a lot of work on his body, and he has encountered a bottleneck in drawing comics. If he stays at home and works hard, who knows when the bottleneck will be broken.

It is still necessary to combine work and rest, so he chose to go to school to relax.

For Wang Hao now, going to school is really relaxing. In fact, compared to society, school can really be said to be a relaxing place, and at most he only needs to study hard.

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

After most people enter social work, they will miss their time in school. Youth on campus can be described as one of the most relaxing times in a person's life.

It's a pity that it's almost ten o'clock now, he can't go to school at this time, it would be too conspicuous to go now, he doesn't like such high-profile, so he can only go at noon, just in time to enter the school with day students.

The manga has fallen into a bottleneck, Wang Hao does not plan to continue practicing for the time being, but starts to prepare the manuscript for next week's serialization.

This time, the opponent is the famous Yoshihiro Togashi, so Wang Hao did not adopt the usual fast drawing method when drawing, but calmed down and slowly made NAME.

In order to concentrate on creation, he turned off all electronic products and locked the bedroom door, just because he was afraid that the sudden burst of inspiration would disappear due to the influence of the outside world.

Time passed slowly, and there were more waste manuscripts on the ground, and he is still creating NAME until now.

Sitting on the chair, Wang Hao frowned, and the paintbrush in his hand hadn't landed on the paper for a long time. Although he said that he was taking the route of funny and fighting now, the plot should not be bad, and the funny and fighting should be arranged reasonably The switch between, and whether to leave a foreshadowing.

After thinking about it for a while, he finally chose to write, and finally created the name of the manga.

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

Wang Hao looked at the name of the comic in his hand and sighed softly. He always felt that there was something wrong with the battle storyboard, but unfortunately this was the best storyboard he could come up with so far.

Making a manga name is like writing a novel with a detailed outline, and the subsequent creation basically doesn't require much effort, because the idea has been thought out in advance.

Let's take a simpler example.

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

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

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

With the name of the manga, Wang Hao started to create the original manuscript directly. With the help of God, the thick and fine lines appeared vividly on the paper. It didn't take long for characters and landscapes to appear. After one frame was finished, he continued to draw!