I walk the career line in dog blood

The twilight light was a bit ambiguous, and An Yinong was confused for a moment, but he quickly realized: "It's you? Mr. Xie?"

"So I read it wrong?" An Yinong was confused, but at that moment, he really felt that Mr. was coming, it was an almost instinctive intuition.

"Meet you again, my surname is Xie, Xie Yu." The neighbor smiled, and he covered all his thoughts with a polite smile.

"Which one?" An Yinong asked reflexively.

The neighbor didn't understand his urgency, but he still replied: "A gentleman with six arts."

Such a coincidence?An Yinong's heart skipped a beat. He forcibly suppressed the unbelievable guesses in his heart, and tried to ask in a calm voice, "Why is Mr. Xie here?"

"I live nearby and passed by here. Who knew that I heard the sound of the sword, so I came here to have a look. Have you ever learned the sword?"

"I just learned a little by myself." An Yinong replied.

"It's like a frightened bird, like a dragon, it's unforgettable."

Mr. Xie unconsciously revealed a little of his true appreciation and love, and An Yinong was stunned again: Mr. also commented on his swordsmanship in this way.

How did he answer back then?He replied: This is used to describe the graceful and light figure of a woman. How can it be used to describe me as a man?

"Sorry, I forgot that this is used to describe a girl's light figure, not a boy." Mr. Xie expressed his apology.

Hearing these familiar words, An Yinong stared at him in a daze, and almost asked: Who are you?

"Do you know 'Enon'?"

Mr. Xie hesitated: "A new cartoonist?"

"Probably just a coincidence? There really isn't such a beautiful thing in this world." An Yinong was a little disappointed, but also a little unwilling.

Feeling really embarrassed, An Yinong just found a reason and said that he still had something to do.

"Sorry for disturbing you."

Mr. Xie left very considerately.

After leaving the gate of An Yi Farm, Xie Yu made a detour to the back door and entered his own villa.

There is no practice room in his villa, but there are long swords in the house for decoration.Xie Yu drew out his sword, looked at it for a while, and suddenly drew out a sword, which was faster and heavier than An Yinong's, but without that light inspiration.

"Sir?" He put away his sword and frowned: He seemed to have misidentified the person just now, who did he think I was?

When he called Mr., his eyes lit up, as if he finally saw an oasis in the barrenness, and his voice was full of joy, his expression was soft and amiable, which made people curious, but... a little uncomfortable.

It seems to be a very important person, but why has it never been mentioned?

He came to the study room, took out the cut note, opened it, picked up the pen and wrote the first word 'today', but the pen was hanging in the air, and the second word was not written for a long time.

After a while, he picked up the small note, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the wastebasket.

"Really." He patted his forehead, "It's like young people falling in love."

It was a little boy who was more than ten years younger than him.

It must have been too busy recently, and I lost my head.

It was probably because he found the feeling after practicing sword this time, and An Yinong's inspiration flowed like a spring in the following days.

Not only did he paint at home, he also secretly painted at school. It took less than a week to complete the final battle and follow-up story of "The Legend of the Desert Heroes: Devil City", and the final chapter was soon published on "Painting Friends" magazine.

"The Legend of the Desert Heroes" has always been the most popular comics recently. Let alone the painting style that combines the beauty of masculinity and the beauty of women, and the background depiction of big scenes that sometimes shock the eye. The plot can attract many lovers of martial arts comics.

But no one was fooled. When the final chapter of "The Legend of the Desert Heroes" in "Painting Friends" magazine was released, its sales volume increased by about 30% again on the basis of the big sales.

Colleagues who didn't take this newcomer seriously before were stunned: the sales volume of the first book of the newcomer cartoonist is almost equal to that of the top cartoonists. Where did this monster come from?

They bought magazines to read, and the more they read, the more flustered they became: "This man's hands are too steady. He must have a solid foundation in line drawing of classical characters, and the lines of his clothes are smooth and elegant. He can even see a bit of Dunhuang art. The character moves like a fairy."

Looking at those scene paintings again, they are vividly painted versions of ancient frontier poems, such as "the desert is solitary, the long river is full of sun", and what is "you don't see me walking on the river and snow on the seashore, and the flat sand is vast and yellow into the sky".

Even the characters in it fit the whole background, whether standing or walking, the characters are prominent and harmonious.The artist's composition is amazing.

There are real scenes and imagery, coupled with caravans in the wind and sand or generals on horseback with swords, this is simply a poem that can be seen.

They even suspected that it was someone who already had a certain reputation in the classical painting circle who concealed his identity and came to the comics circle to 'test his hands'.

Meanwhile, some manga magazines are finally making up their minds.

It doesn’t matter if the update speed is so stable, the plot keeps going up, and the ending is even more concise and powerful. The screen effect of the last battle is bursting, which directly upgrades "Legend of the Desert Heroes" from "good-looking" to "classic" in one fell swoop.

"Who is Enon? Find out and poach him away!"

The president also called to report the sales volume of the final episode, and also mentioned the release of the "Da Mo" booklet, but he was also a little worried: "After "Da Mo", there is no suitable comic to follow."

If there are no new comics to stabilize these readers attracted by the desert, their magazine will go back.

"Have you contacted other famous cartoonists?"

"Those magazines take these people very seriously, and it's hard to persuade them to come to our "Painting Friends"."

To put it bluntly, "Painting Friends" has improved now only because of "The Desert", and it's hard to say what will happen in the future.Other cartoonists will not easily move their positions to come here, the risk is too high.

"If you can't find those well-known cartoonists for the time being, then look for them in the new submissions. The painting style and work are the second standard. The most important thing for comics is to be interesting and attractive."

"Good boss."

At the same time, Editor Qian, who was in charge of the editorial department, stepped into An Yinong's small villa for the first time. She came to publish the booklet and the second part of "The Legend of the Desert Heroes".

Granny Lian knew that she was the editor of "Painting Friends", so she thought it was an employee who came to see the boss. She brought tea and snacks: "The young master will be down soon."

An Yinong did come down soon, and brought a stack of comic manuscripts.

"This is the second volume of "The Legend of the Desert Heroes"?" Editor Qian asked in surprise.

"No, it's new."

He sat down and pushed the manuscript in front of Editor Qian: "Do you want to read it?"

"Sorry." Editor Qian took it over and straightened it up, "Huh?" Her expression was a little weird, why is this painting style different from Legend of Heroes of the Desert?

"It's also about martial arts?" Editor Qian couldn't understand when he saw the beauty in antique clothes and the girl in modern clothes beside her.

"It's a female protagonist, modern adventure." An Yinong took a sip of tea.

"Pfft, cough cough cough." Editor Qian wiped the tea table with a paper towel, while looking at his boss and the author in charge in shock, "You mean, girl comics?"

"In the previous sales record of "Painting Friends", female customers accounted for about 30%. I think that female-themed comics are a market with great potential. It has more opportunities and possibilities than other publishing houses.”

Doing what he does and loving what he does is his style of doing things, so he wants to be a great cartoonist, and the magazine must also become a famous magazine.

An Yinong took out a questionnaire and analyzed it with Editor Qian. Editor Qian couldn't help but raise his head and listen to the boss's teachings.

"In the cherry blossom country next door to us, female-themed comics have begun to emerge. It can be seen that it is necessary and feasible to develop the female reader market. Now, due to some reasons, comics from neighboring countries cannot enter Hong Kong City for the time being. This is exactly our goal. Chance."

He pushed the sketch in his hand: "So this one is also given to you."

"Still using the name 'Yinong'?" Editor Qian was very worried, she was worried that readers would riot.

Everyone thinks that 'Yinong' who drew "The Legend of the Desert Heroes" is a gentleman in his 20s and almost [-] years old, mature and experienced, with outstanding literary talent and outstanding painting skills. Suddenly he draws girl comics, this...

"Let's call it Gu Pan," An Yinong said. "For man-themed comics, use 'Yinong', and for female-themed comics, use 'Gu Pan'."

Editor Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and then An Yinong talked about the next topic: "The second part of "The Desert" is already being prepared. I can't return the newcomer price for the second part, right? How much are you going to give?"

"..." Editor Qian silently drank two sips of tea to calm his shock: Young Master, the entire publishing house is yours, do you have to care about five yuan or six yuan per page?

The hobbies of these rich people are really strange...

Although editor Qian kept complaining in her heart, she still conveyed the meaning of the editorial department to An Yinong: "Eight yuan per page, and the royalties for the first edition of the booklet will increase to 8%."

This is a decision made after consultation with their publishing house.Although there was a requirement in their contract that they could only serialize comics in this magazine for five years, the liquidated damages were not too high, and they wanted to use money to keep this author who seemed to have great potential.

"Don't worry too much. The boss has drawn comics for the magazine himself. What are you worried about?" Editor Qian was sometimes secretly excited. Only she knew about this kind of thing. Yuyu is really... so stupid to say it out loud!

But the rising prices and housing prices prevented her from committing suicide. In order to keep her job, it is better to keep her mouth shut.

An Yinong was quite satisfied with the price, and he talked about the booklet: "Are you foolish to seize the summer vacation market?"

In a few days, it will be the summer vacation, and a large number of students will enter the free time. This time is often the best time for selling comics, novels, and movie films.

"Yes. The editor-in-chief hopes to print the book and put it on the market as soon as possible. The serialized magazines sold so well, so there is no need to worry about the booklet."

For most cartoonists, the single book is the big money maker.There is a fixed amount for the manuscript fee, but there is no fixed amount for the royalties obtained through the booklet.And only a single book can test the true level of a cartoonist.

Only after the tide ebbs does one find out who is swimming naked. This is the process of "ebbing the tide" in publishing the booklet.

"After printing, I will send a thousand copies. I will write my autograph and mix them into the unsigned comics. In addition, I have already contacted a factory that makes high-quality resin toys, and I can customize the figures inside. Edition and Collector's Edition. When the time comes, they will be shipped and put on the shelves together.

"Of course, I will contact your president in the name of the director, and then discuss these matters."

An Yinong, who is both the boss and the employee, talked a lot, many of which were the sales experience of later generations. Editor Qian didn't understand it, so he nodded his head and even forgot to drink tea.

Dazed, she went back with a new drawing and a contract with her name on it: "Yinong agreed, and immediately started preparing for correction and printing."

Colleagues passing by looked at the signature on the contract and laughed: "What a coincidence, it actually shares the same name as our little boss."

Editor Qian, who knew everything, lowered his head silently, and opened the draft of "Girl Yuling".

"Little Boss's martial arts comics are so good, why did he suddenly want to draw girls' comics? The audiences of these two themes are completely different."

She sighed and didn't hold out much hope.

It's an indescribably weird feeling for men to write novels about women, let alone draw comics. This cartoonist still prefers to draw martial arts, and ignorance is even more disaster.

"The editor-in-chief will definitely not get through. How can I tactfully tell the little boss later?"

She turned to the first page: "Huh?"

A big picture of a girl standing on the top of a tall building overlooking the earth attracted her attention.

The girl's back was small, her long hair was dancing in the wind, and she was worried for a moment that she would be blown off by the wind.In front of this small figure, there are layers of human buildings and human society, just like a beehive.Those densely packed like sesame seeds are people.

The vastness of the world and the insignificance of human beings are highlighted through this strong contrast.

Another thing that is amazing is the huge sunset, which has a blurry pattern that looks like an eye.If you look closely at this sunset, you will have the illusion of being sucked away by the vortex.

The idea of ​​looking at it casually before disappeared at this moment, and she wanted to continue looking at it. This big picture aroused her countless curiosity.

Editor Qian was not fooled, she spent half a day watching it, and was so fascinated by it that she couldn't stop, she even forgot to eat lunch, for fear that eating would delay her reading comics.

Finally, she saw the last one, and everyone started packing up and getting ready to leave work.

"Editor-in-chief!" Editor Qian grabbed the doorknob of the editor-in-chief's office, her cheeks flushed with excitement, "Please read this book carefully!"