Chapter 542: It Was Him

"Did you see that, the supervisor of the "Smelting Steel" animation personally said that once the animation starts to show, it will not be interrupted, and it will continue to play until the end of "Smelting Steel". It's really exciting."

"That's what I said, but there are still 9 original episodes in the middle."

"With the same production team, the quality will definitely not be too bad. Moreover, the strength of the two teachers, Su Han and Xi Yang, cannot be underestimated."

"However, after all, they are still no match for Teacher Shen."

"Have you never thought about a question? According to common sense, the animation level produced by District 11 is higher, and they should be slightly ahead in script quality. Moreover, because they need to communicate with the production team, it is also necessary to find a screenwriter in District 11." Is it more convenient?" asked an account with the head of a penguin with an open mouth.

"That's right. It's possible."

"That's right, why don't you find a screenwriter from District 11? After all, District 11 is responsible for producing animation..."

"Can't figure out "Comic

What is Future doing? Since I entrusted Orochi, let Orochi do it himself. "

"However, the creation of the two teachers also has advantages, because the two teachers are in Huaxia, and it is more convenient to communicate with Mr. Shen. That is to say, the style of the original plot is very similar to the "Smelting Steel" comic." "Penguin Head" Explain the question he just raised.

"I see!"

"If there is Teacher Shen to check it, it is indeed worth looking forward to."

"Well, in this way, the original animation is also interesting."

"It's really exciting to think about it! "Comic

"Future" has another feature-length animation after "The Legend of the Dragon King". "

"With the achievements of "Steel Refining", it shouldn't be too much to qualify as a long-form serialization, right?"

"Also, when the BD was sold, the first and second seasons of "Smelting Steel" were combined into one season, and the original was released separately. This model is also very good."

"Some can't wait until October..."

"Ding dong!"

The elevator door opened, Wang Wenhong exited the Manjia.com app interface, walked out of the elevator, walked up another flight of stairs, came to the door of Shen Xin's studio, knocked on the door,

But seeing that it was Yan Fei who opened it, she was a little surprised.

"Huh? Why are you here?" Wang Wenhong asked in surprise.

"I'm Xiaohan's editor. Why do you think I'm here? It's you, why did you come here so late?" Yan Fei looked at Wang Wenhong coldly.

"Tch, do you think I'm as easy as you? "Steel Refining" will be overtaken soon, should I think of a way? Is it easy for me to use more than a dozen accounts to promote "Steel Refining" at the same time?" Wang Wenhong closed the door without saying a word. Said angrily.

"Then it's impossible to be late?" Yan Fei whispered.

"Sit and stand, okay?" Wang Wenhong puffed his cheeks.

This woman is really annoying.

Yan Fei returned to the corner of the first floor and continued to discuss the name with Xi Muhan, while Wang Wenhong went up to the second floor to find Shen Xin.

"The drawing and name are on the table next to you." Shen Xin opened her mouth and said, but she didn't take her eyes off the screen.

"oh."

Wang Wenhong took the envelope, took out the drawing, and quickly read it. The content was as wonderful as ever.

"Now, since "Age of the Gods" has been serialized for 5 episodes within a week, its popularity is not slow to rise. "Smelting Steel" is under a lot of pressure."

"Are we going to lose?" Shen Xin said casually.

"Of course not. If the outcome is determined by the bet between you and Chairman Bao, "Smelting Steel" should not lose. If I remember correctly, the agreement between you and Chairman Bao is within 100,000 people, right?"

"En." Shen Xin nodded.

"So, I can't lose the bet, but I don't want "Smelting Steel" to be surpassed by "Age of the Gods." Wang Wenhong said seriously.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"This is what I should do."

Wang Wenhong put the manuscript back in the envelope, took out his mobile phone, and was about to read the news related to "Steel Refining" on the Internet, when a message was pushed on Weibo. After he opened it, he glanced at it, and a small smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Shen, the pre-sale of the game "Soul of Chess" will start next week."

"I know."

"you know?"

"Zhenyu Technology sent me a copy this morning, but I didn't have time to play, so I gave it to Gao Hang."

Speaking of it, Shen Xin also felt regretful, he also wanted to have a good time, but the workload was still not small. In fact, even if he gave it to Gao Hang, Gao Hang might not have time.

Wang Wenhong sighed, the cartoonist is not easy.

As Shen Xin's editor in charge, he was quite familiar with Shen Xin's situation. The middle finger of Shen Xin's right hand had a tall callus, and the ink in the fingerprint gradually disappeared after switching to a pressure-sensitive pen.

No one's success is accidental.

Wang Wenhong shook his head, and was about to turn off the screen when he saw another message pushed on Weibo.

He clicked on Weibo and let out a little "huh".

"What's wrong?" Shen Xin zoomed in on the picture and processed the details in the original painting.

"Uh...it's nothing, it's news from Duomanwang."

"Is it about "Age of the Gods"?"

"No, it's a manga that has been voted for...Duoman.com said that the author was disqualified from the competition."

"Swiping tickets?" Shen Xin stopped writing, and looked at Wang Wenhong suspiciously.

"What's the matter?" Wang Wenhong looked at Shen Xin suspiciously, but he didn't expect him to be interested in "swiping tickets".

"No... I... read that message."

Shen Xin thought that only the earth could be used to swipe tickets, but she didn't expect this world to have them too.

Wang Wenhong didn't know what Shen Xin thought, so he handed the phone to Shen Xin.

This news basically repeated Duoman.com's announcement, except that a coloring page of "My World" was placed below the announcement.

"Duoman.com spent a lot of money for the 'Golden Paintbrush', after all, it is 10 million yuan. Therefore, the selection of awards must be strictly controlled. This author is also not good at cheating in such a competition, and 'Golden Paintbrush' has also said before that the works that get votes will be disqualified. Although it is too strict not to accept manuscripts forever, it is the first case after all, and it has a taste of 'killing chickens to scare monkeys'. It can't be wrong to do so many manga.com. "

Wang Wenhong expressed his feelings, glanced at Shen Xin, but saw him staring at the coloring page intently.

"What's the matter, Teacher Shen?"

"Ah?" Shen Xin looked up at Wang Wenhong, "I have seen the works of this cartoonist."

"What? Mr. Wang, have you read this comic too? Or did you accidentally read it while browsing Duoman.com."

"No, I've only been on DuoMan.com recently, and I've only read Mr. Wang Yunze's manga... This style of manga is not something I've read recently, at least a year or more ago." Shen Xin said with a frown.

"Did you remember it wrong?" Wang Wenhong asked doubtfully.

Shen Xin looked at Wang Wenhong dissatisfied, "As long as he doesn't deliberately imitate, I will never be wrong. It is said that the style of painting is like the style of writing, but in fact, the style of painting is easier to recognize than the style of writing."

Most of the manga artists, such as Mitsuru Adachi, Rumiko Takahashi, Masami Kurada, Eiichiro Oda, Hirohiko Araki... As long as they don't deliberately imitate, ordinary people can distinguish their painting styles at a glance.

As a cartoonist, Shen Xin would definitely not make such a mistake.

"Too."

What Shen Xin said was correct, but Wang Wenhong couldn't remember it.

As an editor, he has to read manuscripts frequently. One Moonlight has to read dozens or even hundreds of copies of short cartoons. The styles of different artists are constantly changing in his mind. Therefore, the works of some small cartoonists Style, he can't remember at all.

Shen Xin crossed her arms and stared at the painting, thinking for a long time.

Wang Wenhong didn't dare to speak out, but just looked at Shen Xin silently.

Suddenly, Shen Xin snapped her fingers and suddenly realized, "I know!"

"who?"

"I remember, like the year before last, you showed me a short comic, er, "Mountain God", right?"

""Mountain God"?" Wang Wenhong rubbed his chin, the name was indeed familiar, he quickly picked up the mobile phone on the table in front of Shen Xin, read the news, "to the left is Yuan... Zuo Yuan, ah, it is Zuo Yuan Original!"

Wang Wenhong finally remembered this person.

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