Chapter 64: Scope of Assistants

After buying the coffee, Yan Fei also started her own work.

In terms of painting, she can't help much, so she can only take advantage of this time to find a new assistant.

Sort the list of assistants from high to low according to their abilities and referring to their personalities.

Before she knew it, Yan Fei's eyes became sleepy, and her consciousness gradually became blurred. When she woke up, Yang Bo also fell asleep lying on the table with a coat on her body. Xi Muhan, who was blacked out, was nowhere to be seen at the moment, and should have rested in the bedroom.

Under the dim light, only Shen Xin was still drawing with a G-pen, and there were four empty coffee bottles beside the workbench.

Yan Fei stood up, tiptoed to the water dispenser, poured a cup of hot water, put it beside Shen Xin, and looked at the manuscript on the drawing board.

The more complicated backgrounds were all drawn with ink lines. At this moment, Shen Xin was pasting halftone paper on the manuscript, and the beauty pen for blackening was also in Shen Xin's hand.

Putting away the screen cutter, Shen Xin used the screen cutter to press the screen dot paper well, and then she breathed a sigh of relief, but when she turned around, she saw Yan Fei standing beside her.

"Drink some hot water."

"Thank you." Shen Xin stretched her waist, picked up the teacup, and took a sip, "You should go to rest first?"

"I just woke up, when are you going to rest?" Yan Fei asked.

"Me? Tonight at the earliest?" Shen Xin put down her teacup, picked up a beauty brush, and began to paint black.

Yan Fei nodded slightly, picked up the teacup, turned back to the workbench, yawned, and continued to sort out the list of assistants. After finishing, it was already four o'clock in the morning. Yan Fei also put on a piece of clothing and lay down to rest.

I don't know how long it took, as if there were footsteps ringing in my ears.

Yan Fei sat up in a daze, rubbed her face, Xi Muhan sat next to her again, and Yang Bo also picked up the net cutter and cut off the suitable dot paper.

"I'm going to cook..." Yan Fei stood up.

"No need, I bought food from outside and put it in the kitchen. Sister Yan, if you're hungry, go and eat?" Xi Muhan turned his head and smiled.

"Oh...huh? Thank you."

Originally, I wanted to "show my hand", but now I can only give up.

Yan Fei had breakfast and hurriedly left the studio.

She can't help Shen Xin with painting, she can only hope to help Shen Xin find an assistant as soon as possible.

The studio was not the place to make calls, so Yan Fei returned to the car, took the list she had made before, and contacted them one by one.

However, things didn't go smoothly.

Yan Fei could tell which assistants were better, and the other editors knew that too. Therefore, capable assistants are naturally rare goods to live in, and it is impossible not to get jobs.

There are also some assistants who have returned to their hometowns because the Spring Festival is approaching. She can't wait until the next year to find an assistant for Shen Xin, can she?

The last batch of assistants were blacklisted by Yan Fei.

Let's not talk about the painters of these people, their professionalism is not good. She had introduced jobs to some of them before, but was complained by cartoonists, saying that these people were either lazy or dreamed about female assistants.

Definitely can't find them.

"There's really no other way. Do you want to go to a manga professional school to hire students?"

Yan Fei rubbed her forehead and thought for a long time, but she had no clue.

After all, Yunhai's comic industry is too small. If it was in Hongchuan, it is estimated that there would not be so many troubles. If you can't find it, you can invite cartoonists who have been cut in half and are not too demanding to be assistants.

"The cartoonist who was cut in half?"

Yan Fei patted his forehead lightly.

There are not many cartoonists in Yunhai City who are capable of serializing, and even if they are cut in half, they will not serve as assistants to other cartoonists out of concern for their own face.

"Y's" is gaining momentum, but in the eyes of these cartoonists, Shen Xin is like a child, their junior,

Asking them to act as Shen Xin's assistants, they would not be willing to live or die.

In addition to these cartoonists, there is another group of people who also have good strength, that is, those who are eager to serialize.

Yan Fei stepped on the accelerator, two streams of black smoke came out from under the tires, and the black car rushed into the asphalt road like a black lightning bolt.

Along the way, Yan Fei barely slowed down, and passed other cars many times.

The editor-in-chief immediately stood up from his seat when he saw Yan Fei returning to the editorial department.

"Can Teacher Shen catch up?"

"I'm not sure, Mr. Shen didn't sleep all night, and he's still working hard. By the way, editor-in-chief, is Wang Wenhong playing tricks behind his back?" Yan Fei asked.

"Now, judging from the information I got, he is the most likely. But please don't tell Mr. Shen, time is too tight now. Let's wait until tomorrow? I'll take advantage of this time to make sure." Yan Fei was sweating profusely, "Didn't you come here to ask me about this?"

"No. Editor-in-Chief, I want to see the contact information of the short story contestants."

"Huh?" The editor-in-chief was taken aback for a moment, and then thought of something, "Could it be that you want to..."

"I want to find two suitable painters to serve as assistants to Teacher Shen," Yan Fei said.

The editor-in-chief touched his chin with his right hand, pondered for a long time, and took out a key from the drawer, "I see. You can check their drawings and contact information, but if the other party refuses, you almost don't have to persuade them anymore."

"I know." Yan Fei picked up the key, turned and left.

Seeing Yan Fei walk out of the editorial office, Xiao Li got up and followed.

"Sister Yan." Xiao Li ran after Yan Fei.

"Um?"

"I'm sorry... If I could have said it earlier, maybe Teacher Shen wouldn't be so troublesome." Xiaoli looked confused.

"It has nothing to do with you. No one expected that Wang Wenhong would do this." Yan Fei stopped.

"Sister Yan, there are hundreds of short story submissions. It's really too slow for you to search by yourself. May I help you?" Xiaoli said.

"Thank you, please." Yan Fei nodded slightly.

It is not difficult to check the contact information, but the manuscripts of most painters are still temporarily stored in the archives, so it will be more cumbersome to check the manuscripts.

In particular, after experiencing this incident, Yan Fei hopes to find an assistant with outstanding character, at least there will be no inexplicable resignation. Therefore, compared to outstanding painters, she is more inclined to find newcomers who have no experience in serialization.

After four or five hours of screening, Yan Fei selected ten more suitable ones from hundreds of authors.

After recording down the contact information, Yan Fei finally let out a sigh of relief, at least she can relax now.

"Sister Yan, drink some water first, don't worry too much." Xiao Li handed over a cup of hot water.

After Yan Fei drank it in one gulp, she put the teacup on the table, "Thank you, Xiao Li, don't worry about this, go back to the editing room."

"Are you going to Teacher Shen?" Xiao Li asked.

"Yes, I must get the manuscript before 12 o'clock, and if I have time, I will contact these painters first to confirm their intentions." Yan Fei stood up, patted Xiaoli on the shoulder, and quickly Left the storage room.