Be a Cartoonist In the Fairy World

"Oh! The master praised me, can I get the reward?" Xiaojin immediately leaped towards the refrigerator after speaking.

"I..." Du Ziyuan couldn't do anything about it.

"You live in the refrigerator and be a refrigerator dragon!"

Ning Hanlu pitifully pulled Du Ziyuan's sleeve aside: "Teacher brother, are you unhappy when I'm back?"

Du Ziyuan took a look and quickly said, "No! Something happened! I must be happy when you come back!"

He hurriedly touched his head and grabbed snacks, which coaxed Ning Hanlu well.

At the other end of the video, Pei Mingyang took the opportunity to say: "Oh, I seemed to hear someone say that he really wants to work? Then should we talk about work?"

"Tsk," Du Ziyuan couldn't help it, "Well, I'll paint, can't I paint? But this time, what I want to paint is my seal pen."

"Huh?" Pei Mingyang's face changed suddenly, "You haven't given up your plan to seal pens yet!? No, you, you, do you know how much influence your pen seals will have?"

"This is not an issue that has a big impact. You have seen it. I have two waves of Thunder Tribulation. God knows when the third wave will come? Now I am too late to deal with Thunder Tribulation. Where can I be thinking about drawing comics."

Regarding Du Ziyuan's explanation, although it still seemed to be making excuses, Pei Mingyang could not find any words to refute it.

Indeed, it is a bit overwhelming to ask a man who has gone through the catastrophe to draw a cartoon. In particular, Du Ziyuandu's yin and yang divine calamity is almost mortal.

"That's not enough to seal the pen, right? In case you finish the catastrophe in the future, you can still continue to paint." On the star of the sky, there are many immortals in the fairyland who come out to sing, dance and write novels.

"When the time comes, change the vest, why don't you understand this? You are still not a professional editor?" Du Ziyuan's complaints made Pei Mingyang speechless.

For others, a well-known pen name is really important, but does Du Ziyuan need it?

Pei Mingyang thought, it seemed that this was indeed the case. In that case, just use the pen name of Shanfeng to make another last.

"What are you going to paint?"

"I promised one of my entourages to draw him a comic showing the way forward for kendo, so just use this one," Du Ziyuan said.

"What's his name?" Pei Mingyang is not interested in his starting point. No matter what it is for, the comics drawn by this guy are absolutely interesting, so he is not worried at all.

"Well, it's tentatively called..."The Snowy Swordsman"." Du Ziyuan said.

"Huh??" Not only Pei Mingyang, but Ning Hanlu, who was listening quietly, also had a black question mark on his face.

Why, the name of the manga for drawing kendo is a sword?

Pei Mingyang really wanted to vomit, but considering Du Ziyuan's character, he thought it would be better to just shut up, otherwise he would definitely be swollen and unable to digest.

"Okay, then you can paint first, when will you give it to me?"

"You go to the publicity first. I'll give you the original manuscript in a few days." The story content of "A Knife in the Snow" is gone, and Du Ziyuan didn't plan to finish the painting at all. Since I was planning to wake up Li Cunfeng, it would be almost enough to draw the place where Li Chungang died.

It just so happens that Li Chungang's scenes are basically at the beginning of the book, so only painting this part will not be abrupt at all.

As for the eunuch? The original author of this book is known as the eunuch. Although the book "Snow in the Snow" is finished, is the name of the director of Ouchi come for nothing?

[This is a tribute to the original author. Can a tribute be regarded as a eunuch? Of course not. 】Du Ziyuan just feels that he has never been so confident.

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Du Ziyuan is still drawing a cartoon of "In the Snow" without saying a word, and Pei Mingyang has already started a lot of publicity.

After all, it is Shanfeng's essay writing, and its influence is self-evident.

Southern Flame Continent, the Alliance of Seeking Truth.

The floating Taoist cheeks bulged high, and his hands kept stuffing things into his mouth: "#￥…………￥……#@@"

Opposite him, the unknown cartoonist sat there looking at him like this: "I said, if you want to talk, you can swallow things before you talk."

The Taoist floating stopped, swallowed his mouthful, and said, "Wow! Where did you find the chef? This thing is so delicious!"

"One of my chef friends is a beautiful woman." said the anonymous cartoonist.

Taoist Fusheng's eyes lit up: "This will definitely work! I don't believe that mountain breeze can be indifferent in front of this kind of food!"

"Then..." The nameless cartoonist was about to speak, when suddenly the apprentice of the floating Taoist ran over: "Master! Master! Not good!"

"What's going on? I have taught you 300 years of self-cultivation and nurturing. Did you learn this way?" While reprimanding the disciple, the Taoist Fu didn't forget to put a piece of fried chicken nuggets on the table into his mouth. Can't stop it.

The disciple hurriedly adjusted his breathing, and said slowly: "Teacher Master, I just received the news that Teacher Shanfeng seems to be about to seal the pen."

"Um!!!" The Taoist floating eyes suddenly became more prominent than the goldfish, he was holding his throat in pain, and his face soon began to congestion.

"Master? Master, what happened to you?"

At this time, the unknown cartoonist came over and patted the Taoist floating on the back. A piece of fried chicken flew out of his mouth and landed on the ground.

"Cough cough cough..." The floating Taoist tears came out, "What kind of chicken nuggets is this? It stuck me to death!"

The nameless cartoonist said: "Who made you not chew well? My friend hates people who can swallow jujube the most~www.readwn.com~ So if she cooks dishes that don’t have enough chews for 20 times, swallow them 100%. Just choke, you almost became the first **** to be choked to death in the history of the fairy world."

Taoist Floating shook his head: "I was scared just now, Teacher Wu, what should I do? We haven't started the plan yet, Teacher Shanfeng is about to close the pen."

"Yeah..." The unknown cartoonist also had a headache, "Is this guy not pursuing? What's the difference between sealing pens at this time and salted fish?"

The Taoist floating back on the chair, his expression solemn, as if nothing had happened just now. But he still couldn't help but glance at the dishes on the table, because they were so delicious, but the psychological shadow of being choked just now was still there, and he didn't want to be ashamed in front of his apprentice anymore.

The unnamed cartoonist said: "In short, since he is going to publish the comics, let's not rush to challenge. Isn't there still a blank space after he seals the pen? It's the same."

"But can you find the blank?" the floating Taoist asked. It is because the blank dragon sees the beginning and the end that the unknown cartoonist challenged the mountain wind, and now suddenly said that it is so easy to find the blank.