Big Manga

　　 Although his eyes cannot see, Meng Huo can grasp the shape of the gas for some reason.

　　 That cloud of gas exudes a cold breath in his mind, making his thinking clearer than ever. The original blockage and blurry place is swept away, like a heavy rain in a dry desert, and the whole person is completely new.

　　Meng Huo's thoughts are more accessible.

　　 "This is a flash of inspiration."

　　 Almost without thinking, Meng Huo guessed the identity of the gas. That was the flash of the interrupted aura, instead of disappearing, it stayed in his head instead.

　　 A sudden arrogance came out, and Meng Huo suddenly believed that he could do a lot. He could sing beautiful songs, draw the best paintings, and write the best calligraphy—but there was only one chance.

　　 Could he use the aura that he left behind for a flash?

　　 This discovery made Meng Huo uncontrollable. He couldn't control the excitement in his heart, and eagerly wanted to go home to prove that the guess was correct. But before he left, he waited until Liu Yun and Shen Jie finished singing. The two girls had good voices, especially Shen Jie's singing skills were as prominent as her appearance.

　　 "Papa, papa!"

　　 clapped applause with others and praised the performance of the two people. Meng Huo got up and said goodbye before switching to the next song.

　　 "Is this going away?"

　　 Liu Yun was surprised: "How long have you been here, and two big beauties are standing here, you still want to leave?"

　　 The girl is not modest at all, Meng Huo smiled: "I forgot a very important thing, so I must go home immediately."

　　 Maybe it was because he had been in the house for too long, or maybe his mental age was too old. Meng Huo discovered that this party did not bring him the youthful feeling he expected. The people around seemed very strange and childish, and he was not interested in the topics of these classmates.

　　 The only accident was Shen Jie, but this girl did not give Meng Huo much surprise either. In addition to her amazing appearance, Shen Jie did not show different characteristics from other girls. In fact, she was not like a schoolmaster, just like an ordinary girl.

　　 "Just forget it." Shen Jie and Liu Yun reacted differently. Instead of preventing Meng Huo from leaving, she took out her mobile phone: "Give me your mobile phone number for easy contact."

　　 Meng Huo exchanged numbers with her and left with "Weekly Boy".

　　 Two girls and Liu Yi sent him out of the box. Looking at the back of Meng Huo, Shen Jie let out a sigh of relief: "He has a better personality than I thought. We should be friends."

　　Because she found a trustworthy fellow villager before going to Ninghai, Shen Jie seemed relieved.

　　 "Why, do you like him?" Liu Yun laughed.

　　 Shen Jie was taken aback.

"I like him quite a lot. His eyes are great." She didn't deny the favor, but she shook her head and said: "But it's impossible to look at it. People like me will never look at him, and it's the same for him. "

　　 Liu Yun frowned: "Why?"

　　 "Intuition, there is no reason, just intuition." Shen Jie smiled: "But my intuition is very accurate, only super powerful girls can catch him."

　　 Shen Jie feels that she is a little better than ordinary people, except for reading. However, Meng Huo is different. He exudes a sense of confidence and tightness, which is a combination of'talent' and'ambition'.

　　 He is too strong...

　　 Of course Meng Huo didn't know Shen Jie's psychology. He suddenly received a call while he was on the way.

　　 "Editor Ye, what's the matter?"

　　The caller ID was Ye Xiong. Meng Huo remembered that he had already sent the manuscripts for the next few weeks. What else does Ye Xiong have to look for?

"Meng Huo, can you draw a picture of the last feeling of the first episode?" Ye Xiong was straightforward and straightforward: "We need a poster. The sooner the better, we hope you can draw it yourself, four thousand. Remuneration for Huaxia Coins!"

　　 Four thousand, Meng Huo was a little surprised.

　　 Generally speaking, cartoonists only need to be responsible for drawing comics, and the editorial department is responsible for publicity and publication. However, it is clear that the editors of Weekly Youth do not have the confidence to paint, and they prefer to let Meng Huo prepare posters.

　　 Meng Huo didn't understand why Ye Xiong was eager to ask for the poster, but couldn't he just use this opportunity to test his inspiration?

　　 "No problem, what content is needed."

　　 He agreed without hesitation.

"The heroes and heroines of "Detective Conan" must highlight the heroine and catch the eyes of male readers!" Ye Xiong heard Meng Huo's promise, and was excited: "We are in a hurry, we don't need to send the drawing, just fax it over. !"

　　 "Can I paint in one week?"

　　Meng Huo certainly does not need a week, but in order to prevent accidents, he agreed to this deadline.

　　 After hanging up the phone, Meng Huo continued to walk home. Ye Xiong's request must be for the promotion of "Detective Conan", and specifically requested such a high-quality poster, which is not like ordinary publicity.

　　 Thinking of the two fans I met today, Meng came to an unpredictable conclusion. Could it be that "Detective Conan" is now very vigorous? Phoenix Company is ready to spend a lot of money to increase publicity!

　　 "Go back and paint first!"

　　 Meng was energetic. After he painted the poster, he must see what is going on in Detective Conan.

　　 Meng Huo returned home to find brushes and paper.

　　 He took a deep breath and tried to drive the air mass in his head. Unexpectedly, no troublesome steps were required. Meng Huo just moved a thought, and the air mass immediately began to dissipate. It slowly melted into the cerebral cortex, and an impulse and illusion emerged.

　　 Yes, this is the effect of a flash of inspiration!

　　 Meng Huo bit his tongue, and the pain calmed him down from the impulse. Then, holding the paintbrush, he started to control the impulse with reason, carefully sketching out the illusion.

　　 The clock ticked slowly, and Meng Huo’s sweat came out of his forehead, flowed down his face, and then landed on the table... He seemed to be ignorant. He put all his thoughts on the paintbrush in his hand and never let go for a moment.

　　 An hour later, his hand tremblingly left the paper.

　　 Very sour, very painful, very tired... But Meng Huo succeeded!

　　 Two teenagers, a man and a woman, are vividly printed on paper. The whole picture is composed of black, but it makes people produce a colorful illusion. Especially the girl among them, her hibiscus-like figure, like a crescent moon, her beauty is suffocating.

　　 "This is it...Yes, this is it!"

　　 Meng Huo muttered to himself, he mastered it, he finally mastered the ability to determine the future.

　　 a flash of inspiration, as long as he uses this ability, Meng Huo will be able to get rid of a future of copying comics. He has never been reconciled to copying, but looks forward to pushing the comics of the previous life into this world in a better state and achieving brilliance beyond the original!

　　 The air mass in his head did not completely disappear, and Meng Huo deliberately kept some. Because if you run out, you have to wait for the next flash of inspiration, the time is uncertain, and it must be interrupted by someone. The chance is too great.

　　 In this case, it is better to leave some to see if it will recover.