May Asheng live up to the occasion

It's the weekend again, and the members of the Stinging Club get together to do their own things.Luo Shu is posting outlets for his comics, if he is in the creative passion period, then this is indeed a serious business.

But Luo Shu is at a bottleneck right now, and has no idea what to draw in the future, so posting the dots is a waste of time.But what can I do, the time in the Zingming Club is so precious, even if I am pretending to do something, I still want to continue acting.If she can't give herself a beautiful definition, at least she should leave some material for her future memories and imaginations.

She just jumps between noble and humble like that.With great dreams in my heart, but with humble psychology.

"Not bad, very interesting story!" A voice came from behind Luo Shu's head.

Luo Shu's first reaction was that someone was there, she turned her head immediately, only to see Wang Houqian smiling behind her back.Wang Houqian is already a senior, and the time to come to the club is not as regular as in the past, so Luo Shu hasn't seen her for many days.

I was going to greet her happily, but when I realized that she had read her own comics, Luo Shu immediately collected the comics and said, "Senior sister, don't laugh at me, I still know what the comics are like. "Luo Shu replied dejectedly.

"It's really interesting. Don't put it away, show me. There are a lot of troubles recently. It's good to see this kind of simple picture. It relieves the mood and eyes."

"No, senior sister, don't read it. I saw a good comic recently, why don't I show you that!" Luo Shu hurriedly stopped Wang Houqian who wanted to take Luo Shu's comic.

Luo Shu likes Senior Sister Wang very much, so she does not want Senior Sister Wang to read this cartoon.Although Senior Sister Wang is a senior, she really knows how to lower her position, so after a year of hard work, Luo Shu has become used to being equal to her.Luo Shu respects her but has no fear, so if he doesn't want to give it, he can not give it.

"Why, I'm still reluctant, don't be stingy, just show me, just a glance.

Ah, Zhou Mi, you are here, look, Luo Shu drew this comic. Wang Houqian looked behind Luo Shu and said happily.

As soon as he heard that the former president had arrived, Luo Shu looked up in surprise, and his subordinates naturally let go, and the manga was in Wang Houqian's hands.Wang Houqian took a few steps back while reading the manga.

"Sister, you lied to me, Senior Sister Zhou didn't come at all."

"You want to see her, then I'll call right away."

"No, I...I" Luo Shu wanted to say that he didn't want to see her, but he couldn't say it.

"Senior, please return the manga to me." Luo Shu couldn't really go up and snatch the manga from her, as that would cause more disturbances, so he could only beg Xuejie pitifully.

"Don't talk to me again, I can return it to you sooner."

Luo Shu couldn't, so he could only go back to his seat and wait for the result of the trial.

Wang Houqian didn't look at it for a long time before turning over and laughing: "Haha, I like this piece of meat, it's so funny. This piece of meat has broken bones, and it was judged that it would affect the appearance of the flesh, so it was sent for plastic surgery, and finally the wound appeared due to the failure of the operation. It became a belly button with a belly button. Haha, what is it called, did you take a name?"

Luo Shu replied uninterestedly: "It's called Xiami. Sister Wang, just put it on my table after reading it. I'll go to the bathroom."

"Don't go, print out a copy of the manga, I'll take it back and read it slowly." Wang Houqian smiled and held Luo Shu's hand.

"No, senior sister, others will laugh at me if they see it." The situation was evolving, and Luo Shu became more nervous.

"It's really a nice little story, and some people will laugh, but it's the story that's funny."

"This manga is not up to standard everywhere, how can it be good." Luo Shu's voice became smaller and smaller. Although it is true, Luo Shu's criticism of his hard work is still heartbreaking.

"Up to the standard, what do you think is up to the standard?" Wang Houqian asked Luo Shu with a smile.

Luo Shu looked at Wang Houqian and couldn't think of a result for a while, what exactly is the standard?Or what's the bottom line?

"Is it like "Dragon Ball"? Does it meet the standard?" Wang Hou asked.

Luo Shu nodded: "Dragon Ball must have met the standard, but this one can't be described as meeting the standard."

"What about "Oolong Police Station"?"

"This is also a classic comic that cannot be described as up to standard."

"Then "One Piece", "Sailor Moon", "Conan", "Daughter of the Nile", "Doraemon", and "Soccer Boy" meet the standards?"

"These are cartoons that cannot be described as up to standard, and are beyond the scope of the discussion."

"That silly girl, tell me, when you think your comics are not up to standard, what kind of comics do you think of?"

"..." Luo Shu felt that she thought of a lot of comics at that time. She felt that she was not as good as each of them, and there were gaps everywhere, but now she couldn't answer Wang Houqian, because those seemed to be classics, that is, some that could not be used. Up to par to describe comics.

"Have you ever thought of "Crayon Shin-chan"?

Ever thought of "Pokemon"?

Have you ever thought of "About the Time I Reincarnated as a Slime"

Have you ever thought of "Natsume's Book of Friends"? "

"..." Luo Shu's silence proved Wang Houqian's guess was correct.

"Sister, you should have thought of it even if I didn't say it. What you compare are classics that have lasted for decades, and are frequent visitors to major rankings.

Even if it is not these, the comics that you can think of without so much aura are the hard work of those well-known cartoonists after years of honing.

What do you compare with them? !

You are not looking for the lowest standard, you are challenging the highest standard. "

"But these comics that we see every day, haven't they become the minimum standard we can accept? Once something is not done well, won't they be sprayed for nothing?!" Luo Shu said distressedly.The world is like this, who can not be affected.

"Yeah, what we have always come into contact with is the highest standard in this world, and these standards are constructed by a small number of geniuses.

And as bystanders, we have always just opened our eyes and opened our mouths.You don't need to spend your energy to challenge these standards, and naturally feel that everything is light and everything should be.Therefore, in this competitive world where only geniuses and bystanders are allowed to enter, the standard is set higher and higher, and all mediocrity is left far behind. "Wang Houqian said helplessly.

These words calmed Luo Shu's raging anxiety.Is this where my troubles come from?

Attracted by the glamorous "competitive world", she was unwilling to be a bystander, and tried to gain glory in vain, but in exchange for a self-humiliation.

"Luo Shu, I'm a mediocre person."

Luo Shu wanted to refute this sentence, but she didn't think so.Wang Houqian probably knew what she was going to say, and continued with his own words with a smile: "Yes, this is not what I should say, nor is it what our education would allow us to say.

We are taught not to believe in fate, but to fight hard.

My high school is the top 10 in our class, our class is ranked 12th among 4 classes in the whole grade, our school ranks 1st in the city, and our city ranks [-]rd in the province.

Every day we are calculated like that, because this calculation can locate our achievement status.This kind of calculation method from a small range to a large range is also the algorithm that parents and teachers like to use most for us.

It will make people feel great about themselves, it will make you feel that your efforts can change the world, it will make you feel that you are the center of the world, and it will make the hearts of all those involved in calculations tremble with excitement.

We are all beneficiaries of this algorithm. If we can come to this university, we must be top students among our peers. Your results and mine must be the same, and they are all in the top of a series of rankings.So we all have some pride in our bones, we don't think that we are mediocre, and I will naturally compare with all outstanding people when I make comparisons.

But in fact, there is another algorithm in this world.

There are 230 countries on Earth, while China has 34 provincial-level administrative regions. Province A has 16 cities of various levels, while Houpu City has 45 colleges and universities, Wuhua has 57 associations, and there are now 18 people in the Zingming Club.

As far as the ability to draw manga is concerned, compared with Zhou Mi, I don't have her clean and neat ideation ability.Comparing with Zhang Zhekai, without his magnificent world view.Compared with Shi Honghong, there is no humor in her waves.Compared with you, there is no sense of illusion that is free from reality.Not to mention that the more you compare with the genius Gu Qi, the more you will be crushed everywhere.

In this way, I am not extremely mediocre.The world is so big, and I'm just a small part of it.

This is something I only realized after thinking about it for a long time after getting rid of the influence of the past.I and most people, this big enough to include almost everyone, we cannot be the "protagonist" of the world in our lifetime, even if it takes a lifetime to heal our unwillingness, we must clearly realize that we are born ordinary, and we will eventually become ordinary people. mediocre.

After having this knowledge, I was confused for a while. Am I still qualified to enter the competitive world when I am so mediocre?Compete with a group of geniuses to grab the approval of the onlookers? !

The answer is obvious, I can't, this is persuasion to myself, and kindness to myself.

At that time, I wanted to cry, and wanted to mourn my youth.But then I found out that it was impossible, I couldn’t be hypocritical, I couldn’t cry, I couldn’t mourn.Because no matter what, I still want to draw manga, even if it will be rendered useless by geniuses, even if it will be trampled by bystanders at will, I still want to draw manga.

Even if I'm a mediocre person, even if I draw mediocre manga, that's the manga I like, I set my standards, I identify with myself.This may be the greatest thing that a mediocre person can achieve in his life.

So Luo Shu do not ignore your greatness. "Wang Houqian put "Xia Ming" in Luo Shu's hands.

Luo Shu stroked the drawing paper of "Xia Ming". "Xia Ming" will never be comparable to "Slam Dunk", and she will never be able to become "Qingshan Gangchang".She will not have the talents of "Sakuragi Flower Road" and "Rukawa Kaede" who are so ancient and brilliant.When you don't want to give up what you love, there will be no coach Anxi who believes in you. You can only kneel in front of yourself and say with all your courage: "I...I want to draw manga."

Ask yourself to be firm, to be brave, to be confident, to be kind, because "I" really don't want to give up.

"Actually, a bunch of what I said just now are my own situation, you don't need to go too deep into it. You are much better than me, just like I said just now, you are better than me.

Give yourself a little more time, a little more confidence, and you'll make this great thing beautiful.Your manga is really interesting. "

Wang Houqian continued. "If you feel resistance at this stage, it's not a big problem. It's an experience that everyone will have, and it never reaches the level of talent. What you have to do is to endure, learn, and practice.

This is a bloody process of mixing present pain with future achievement.

Maybe every day will feel painful, and every day will question myself.

But come on and get through it, it will be fine.

This is not said by a genius, it is said by mediocrity, and the credibility is very high. "Wang Houqian looked into Luo Shu's eyes sincerely.

"Come on, go!" She patted Luo Shu's shoulder with both hands and encouraged.

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May 2013, 4 sunny

Today is Ching Ming Festival, because there is no tomb to sweep, so everyone in the bedroom went to fly kites.