Rebirth of the Father of Anime

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　　 It's too late again.

　　……

　　 He Chen’s previous comics, novel settings and worldview can easily gather popularity in the early stage. But this Conan is different, there is no such amazing bright spot. And it is a very small type of suspense reasoning in the country. It has been serialized for more than half a month, and the results have been tepid, even the completed Muji chapter can't match.

"I said the boss, why don't you take the usual path? What's not good about painting, drawing on such a niche subject as reasoning and suspense." The editorial department filled in, and gradually shared the pressure of Zhuang Bufan, watching Conan's grades have been failing. Go, Zhuang Bufan vomits bitterness to He Chen.

　　 "Meters Bonwe!" He Chen blurted out the ad slogan.

　　 Zhuang Bufan wondered: "What did you say?"

　　 "..." He Chen smacked his lips. There was no Meters Bonwe, nor the advertisement. I wanted to say something, but no one knew. No one understands such loneliness.

　　 "Don't you think this story is not good?"

　　 He Chen still has doubts about his ability to adapt, for fear that something went wrong and ruined a classic, so he can only commit suicide and apologize to Aoyama Gangchang.

"It's not that it's not good-looking, but the story is very exciting, and it also fully reflects the expression of the comics. For example, the first roller coaster murder you painted, if it is a novel, because you want to describe the details, just pay attention to the details. The part that the author focuses on description can be easily inferred; but you drew the comic, if it weren’t for Xin Yi to expose the woman at the end, no one would have noticed that the necklace on the woman’s neck had disappeared. This need Carefully pay attention to every detail in the comics. The moment it is revealed at the end, it is more exciting than reading a novel!"

　　 Zhuang Bufan spits wildly, talking to He Chen excitedly, it seems that he is very satisfied with this cartoon.

　　 He Chen put down the tablet, stood up with the phone, moved his body, and said, "Then what's wrong with you?"

"... But are the few men in black that you arranged a bit too far-fetched? For example, to confirm or something, isn't the Ferris wheel better and more convenient than the roller coaster? And even people who smuggle guns dare to blackmail them, but because they take care of their gangsters. Leaving the scene of the crime and not daring to kill the protagonist, this is a bit unreasonable. There is also the killing method, the roller coaster is fast, and there is vibration. Even a gymnast may not be able to do it, right? And in the process of moving, casually Doesn't it show up when Conan touches a little bit?"

　　 Zhuang Bufan asked questions.

　　Who knows what Mr. Gangchang Aoyama thought at the time, He Chen couldn't answer, and could only say: "I dare to write because it is impossible. Otherwise, should I write a textbook that teaches people how to kill?"

"Hey, of course not." Zhuang Bufan chuckled. "By the way, the Fox and Conan you wrote above are true or false? Seeing how awesome you introduced above, I want to see it. "

　　 "...True is also false and false is also true, and there is no place for nothing." He Chen was vague.

"If the first one is pretty exciting, the second one is much worse. The standard is too low. The case is very simple and not exciting at all. It's just that the protagonist was taken abruptly and looked uncomfortable, but it was Xiaolan. Is it a definite gossip palm? How come every time you hit someone is kicking, palming?"

　　 "..." He Chen didn't know how to gossip, so he only changed his name. The comics didn't change at all, so he kicked when it was time to kick.

　　 "Don’t you think it’s nice to see long-legged beauties kicking legs?"

　　 "...hiss, what you say, really makes me think Xiaolan is pretty. Much more beautiful than the ones you painted before, gentle, powerful, beautiful, and specific..."

　　 "Ahem!"

　　 He Chen coughed twice before pulling the fat man back.

"The third case has a bright spot. Because Conan has become smaller and lost his reputation, everyone no longer believes his words. The doctor gave him a voice changer, and I will probably use this to imitate other people's words in the future. Cover people and detect the case. But the person who used ice to fix the knife and then jumped to commit suicide is a bit too pitted. The average person may not be able to stab someone to death with a single knife. What's more, this post-jump suicide hair, even if you have practiced the **** back, flat sand and fall geese style. It may not be so precise. With Conan’s kick, Mogoro’s landing is too precise, how could he just faint, take two steps back, and just sit firmly on the sofa..."

　　 "Well, fake ones are good-looking, otherwise everyone would use this trick, and the court sentenced me to abet me to kill, then I didn't die unjustly." He Chen didn't care.

　　……

In the past, every time He Chen made something, he would always be ridiculed by various media. I don’t know if it’s because he was slapped every time and beaten so hard that Conan’s mediocre grades didn’t cause them to fall into trouble. Not seeing the same, Qi Qi ignored He Chen.

　　 Although the system is being upgraded, the prestige function is still operating as usual.

　　 He Chen looked at the reputation of his system slightly dissatisfied. When you don't need to advertise, one by one will be like cats, and they will come up after smelling the fishy. You need to advertise, but all of them are gone. It's so annoying!

　　 Liang Xiaoqiu is a suspense mystery writer. The Chinese mystery mystery is not well-known in the world, so that it has a low status in the domestic traditional literary world. It can't produce a novel with enough weight and can't stand it up.

　　 And the world of online literature is fast-food literature. Suspense mystery novels, which require meticulous taste verbatim, cannot attract the attention of those who like fast-paced Internet literature.

So mystery mystery became something that my uncle doesn’t hurt, and my grandma doesn’t love it. It has neither status nor money, and its thinking has slowly become rigid. It feels as if the classic novels have been written by foreign countries, and they have fallen into writing everything. A dead end that does not come out.

　　 Liang Xiaoqiu likes to write novels~www.readwn.com~ I prefer the intense and exciting atmosphere of suspenseful reasoning. After writing a few well-reviewed novels, he slowly becomes rigid in his own routine.

　　 He is not a peace of mind, he wants to find a breakthrough, but he can't find the gap with those top suspense mystery novels.

　　Occasionally, he heard that someone drew a reasoning cartoon on the Internet. In the spirit of seeking a breakthrough, he didn't care whether it looked good or not, so I read it first before talking about it.

　　 "It turns out that this is a comic. The story is pretty good, but the reasoning is too trivial. It feels like it was deliberately to cater. Did the police officers lose all their detective methods to school?"

　　 While watching, Liang Xiaoqiu complained. There are not many comics, each time if it is not too obvious, it can be seen at a glance; or it is an afterthought, the most important clues are not given until the end.

　　 It's obviously a general reasoning, but there is always a force that pushes Liang Xiaoqiu to look at it seriously, what is it?

　　 Looking at the comics, everything can be shown in the pictures, but the novels have to be written carefully, neither too prominent nor too secretive.

　　 "That's right! Details!" Liang Xiaoqiu was suddenly startled, and then overjoyed. He finally knew why he had been stagnating.

　　 He transitioned to pursue the shaping of atmosphere and the oppression of tension, but he ignored the most important part of the mystery-the details!

　　 It is precisely because I deliberately played down the clues in order to create the atmosphere deliberately, sometimes even without writing, the atmosphere came out, but the reader lost the interest in reasoning!

　　 A door slowly opened for him.