Cartoonist Code

Most are short-tempered, stinky, tough, and troublesome curly-haired baboons.

"Are you drawing a book? A girl without clothes."

"Eyes are useless and can be donated to those in need. It's not that they're not wearing clothes, but that they haven't painted clothes yet."

Dongfang Ming glared at Jizhu, how could he not draw clothes, just not adding clothes, not adding clothes and not wearing clothes are two different things, he still needs to use the body frame, so he will keep a template without clothes.

He must have painted a figure with no clothes, how could it be just a whiteboard, there are no lines that should be there, the position of the two points is also empty, and nothing is drawn.

Drawing a book is a technical task, and a book drawn by a person who is not good at anatomy will be very strange.

"That's not the same..." Zhongbang didn't finish his words, but Xiu Ze slashed his stomach with a knife.

"Why beat me?" Zhongbang didn't understand why he was beaten. Yesterday, he was beaten by an unknown female high school student at the riverside for no reason.

Why are you being beaten by Xiu Ze today?

"Because you have doubts about Teacher Bai Mao, he said that if it's different, it's different." Xiu pushed up his glasses, and the useless friend said that if you lose it, you will lose it. Dongfang Ming can teach him comics, Zhongbang doesn't want anything, he doesn't need to say who he helps.

"You're out of use."

"What do you mean I'm useless, do you mean I'm a waste?"

Zhongbang pretended to be angry at Xiu Ze's words.

"Yes, as long as you become a waste, no one can use you, so you are already a waste, it's honorable, because you are a waste, no one will use you in the future."

Jizhu also made up for Zhongbang in a timely manner, and inserted a knife into both sides of his brother's ribs, which does not mean "insert a knife in both sides of the brother's ribs", but "give or help a brother's two ribs with a knife".

"Friends and brothers are all for sale, and they are not worth mentioning in the face of interests."

"You two are too ruthless, since that's the case, then you two treat my sister..."

"a ha ha ha……"

Xiu Ze's eyes narrowed, Ji Zhu instantly flashed behind Zhong Bang and clamped Zhong Bang, Xiu Ze punched Zhong Bang in the stomach.

"puff!"

"Zhongbang, what's wrong with you, Zhongbang? Are you suffering from heat stroke? We will take you to the infirmary. You must hold on and not die."

"No..." Without saying the second word, Zhongbang's mouth was covered by Jizhu. They can't let him say that, otherwise they can only silence Zhongbang.

In order not to let Zhongbang die, they could only let Zhongbang go to the health room for treatment due to heatstroke.

The two people, who were in a hurry, dragged the whining Zhongbang to the health room.

It's really touching brotherhood (really), it's not easy for sister Zhongbang, and it's hard work to arrest these three guys without calling the police. She's too kind.

"What are you?"

Three went and another came.

Dongfang Ming was about to wave his hand away when he looked up and realized it was Guangxiong.

"Digital screen, for drawing."

To treat Guangxiong, Dongfang Ming has enough patience, mainly because Guangxiong is an honest man among honest people (Zhongbang), and he is also a little angel.

The boys in the men's high school are basically warm angels, but Guangxiong is not like Xiuji, Jizhu and the others are so funny.

"Is it okay, won't the teacher tell you?"

See if this is human language, like Zhongbang and the others saying "I'll be beaten to death by the teacher" is said by humans, those guys in the art of language just don't understand.

To be able to speak well, you have to make some fools. Of course, it is also related to the tone and actions of these hanging men.

"It's okay...I told the teacher."

Dongfang Ming actually told the principal, and then the principal went to tell the teacher. The principal is still very talkative, after all, it is also a sand sculpture in essence.

To finish painting Xia Seji and them one by one, the time at home alone is definitely not enough, Dongfang Ming had to choose to paint at school.

There must be requirements for designing images for Xia Seji and Dongfang Ming, and Dongfang Ming also followed the requirements. In the end, he found that after drawing them according to the requirements, they found that they were the virtualization of their real images. At most, they changed from JK clothes to various clothes.

Because I want to draw them, there are also pictures of them.

Dongfang Ming thought, when they are popular, will they make a lot of money by selling the photos to those DDs. The photo of the anchor you like, the real photo is exactly the same as the avatar.

The beautiful girl in the holster is still a beautiful girl under the holster, and the DDs will probably be crazy.

Anyway, the money of the dead house is easy to deceive. An ordinary cup will feel like you have it at home, but if it is engraved with an animation pattern or related logo, if the price is doubled, some people will think that the cup at home is not enough.

Originally, there were people in the class who envied Dongfang Ming that he didn't have to attend lectures, take notes and write homework.

When I found out that he did not stop painting from morning to afternoon, I would not envy him. During lunch break, he ate bread and milk quickly, and immediately threw himself into the painting career.

What is a boss, this is it.

Some people took pictures to share with their classmates, named "Cartoonist's Liver Daily"

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"Cartoon artist burst liver everyday is okay..."

Dongfang Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw the news on his phone. The above content is all made up, and netizens thought it was true after posting a photo of him.

"Hoho, there are female fans who say they want to marry you."

The fluffy fox head came closer, and then the whole person got close to him, got into his arms, seriously looked at the comments of netizens, tapped it with a small hand, and swiped down one by one.

"Don't be yin and yang, they are going to marry a white cat. What does it have to do with me Dongfang Ming?"

Dongfang Ming rubbed the fox's head and rubbed the fox seriously. After a tired work, rubbing the fox can make people feel refreshed. He doesn't know how to live without the fox.

Blowing snow on the white, spiritual support.jpg.

Chapter 118 First broadcast

The holiday is coming to an end, and Dongfang Ming is about to start serializing comics again.

"I don't want to try any more."

Dongfang Ming leaned on the chair and looked at the ceiling, sighing about life, how tired, why are people so tired.

"Want a rich loli?"

Bai Shang Fuxue lay lazily on the bed, fiddling with his mobile phone.

"No..." Dongfang Ming sighed deeply, what did he want in Fu Luoli, how can Fu Luoli be as fun as a little fox.