The Utopia of the Wastewood Prince

Chapter 79

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There have been a lot of activities in the moe circle recently. A small questionnaire survey should be easily buried in several posts, but this post about the author of "Thursday" is quite lively. When I heard about a big conference that draws comics seriously, I accepted it. After interviewing and answering everyone's questions, the crowd seemed very excited.

In their conception, Eiichiro Oda who drew "One Piece" is a great manga artist, and although Jing Yun who drew "Friday" has never heard of it, he is also a character they can only hope for, and should also be called a great manga artist. cartoonist.

This is good for young users, and they have a clear concept of fame and fortune. As long as they are better than them, they are big players.

A lot of questions have been collected, and there are all kinds of questions.Zhang Chunqiang was quite surprised when she sorted it out. She didn't expect that some users actually read the comics and could ask questions about the works.She expressed this to Li Jiaoyang, but Li Jiaoyang was very calm.

"How do we interview?" Li Jiaoyang asked, "Send her the questions and ask her to write the answers herself?"

Zhang Chunqiang said: "I don't think there is much interaction in this way... How about you be the host, and then ask her questions, an interview in the form of two people chatting. Will we record this process and convert it into text? Will it be more vivid? Interesting?"

"Damn, will it be too much effort?" Li Jiaoyang said, "Do you still need to do Chinese listening? Who will do this hard work?"

Zhang Chunqiang said, "Can I come?"

Li Jiaoyang asked suspiciously: "Are you sure you need to trouble yourself for such a small matter? I think it's good to just ask and answer in words."

"It's too rigid." Zhang Chunqiang said, "You just listen to me, just do the interview, and don't worry about the rest. Why, don't tell me that you are also socially phobic."

"I can't!" Li Jiaoyang waved his hand.

Zhang Chunqiang and Jing Yun discussed the time and form, and gave the questions to Jing Yun in advance to read. Jing Yun was also surprised by the diversity of the questions. After roughly reading them, he discussed with them, and it was scheduled to be off work this Friday. after.

As long as no one works overtime in the small villa in the cute circle, everyone leaves faster than dogs after get off work, so Li Jiaoyang and the others need to clear the place, and they will move the place out when the time comes.

The interview was conducted in the lobby on the first floor. Besides the host Li Jiaoyang and the guest Jing Yun, Zhang Chunqiang and Shen Yi were also responsible for the recording.

"Then let's start." Li Jiaoyang cleared his throat in a businesslike manner, "May I ask Jing Yun, how did you first come into contact with comics, and what prompted you to become a professional cartoonist?"

In reality, few people would directly address each other as "Da Da", Jing Yun was stunned for two seconds before responding.She lowered her head hastily, pinned her hair behind her ears with her fingers, and said in a low voice, "It's not a big deal, just call me by my name. If I first came into contact with comics... it should be the comic book my cousin gave me when I was young." , such as "Fist of the North Star" or something."

"Wait, "Fist of the Big Dipper"?" Li Jiaoyang was surprised, "Why would a girl read this kind of comics!"

"Because I don't understand, and my cousin gave it to me." Jing Yun said, "So I read it, and I thought it was good at that time. Later, comic books can be rented in the bookstores around the school. My classmate... I will try to copy it on the draft paper after reading too much. Yes, I started from copying, and I started to learn to draw an original character bit by bit. At the beginning, I only drew beautiful big heads. At this point, she smiled, "Sometimes I will go to the bookstore to buy those kinds of manga tutorial books, and learn to draw characters' movements and scenes."

Li Jiaoyang asked: "Is that kind of book useful?"

"Yes." Jing Yun said, "But in the actual process, I think that only by constantly drawing more can we really make progress. Whether it is the teacher or the tutorial, it can only play a supporting role, and the subjective initiative can only be achieved. is the most important."

"This sounds really illusory, will painting really make progress?" Li Jiaoyang asked.

"I... I don't know." Jing Yun said, "I'm not a talented painter, and my own paintings often feel ugly. If I don't work hard, wouldn't it be worse? Talented It is very likely that a highly completed work that can be painted in a day or two will take a week to paint here, I think..." She scratched her chin subconsciously, "If you keep working hard, you will always improve."

She really couldn't come up with any particularly perfect answer to this question.Any painter is asked how to improve their drawing skills, and the answer they can give is usually the same-keep practicing.This is a very dry answer, because everyone knows that practice makes perfect.It is also very painful to persevere in this practice process. You will repeat yourself in setbacks, question yourself, and even give up on yourself. Maybe a small progress can only be achieved by torturing yourself [-] times.For this reason, some people put in their time, some people put in their health, and hard work may be useful, but the results presented by different people are also different.

Li Jiaoyang finally got to the point: "So when did you decide to become a professional cartoonist?"

"It was around when I was in college. I started contributing articles to magazines at that time, and I found that I could earn some manuscript fees." Jing Yun replied honestly, "Although I have also known the entire industry, I know that most people's life is actually not good. It was quite bitter, but I resolutely embarked on this path after graduation. I think people should fight for their dreams when they are young. Do we have to wait until we are seventy or eighty to realize it? I think this is unrealistic..."

"Then..." Li Jiaoyang glanced at Zhang Chunqiang and Shen Yi, and asked if there was no problem on the list, "Then do you think you have achieved the set goal? Do you think your original choice was right or wrong?"

Jing Yun's eyes opened slightly, and her eyes blinked a little fast. This question made her not know what to do, as if she could say something as a person who came here just now, but she was beaten back to her original shape after a while.

"To be honest, it's not finished yet. On the contrary, it's getting worse and worse." Jing Yun smiled sadly, "I'll also have doubts about my original choice... The two years of drawing comics were really hard, and my parents are old. In addition to staying in my hometown, they also hope that I can find a stable job that can support me."

Li Jiaoyang asked: "Do your parents support your work? I have met many friends who are engaged in the two-dimensional industry. Generally, their families are against it. They think it is very unreliable and unserious to do such a thing."

"Yes, they were very opposed at first, and the opposition was actually a kind of worry." Jing Yun said, "But I have communicated with them well, and they have gradually realized my feelings, although they still haven't stopped worrying. I came out of the plot of starving to death, but they understand my original intention of engaging in the comics industry. Maybe I am lucky and can communicate well with my parents, but the more they understand me, the more I feel sorry for them .It is obvious that I am too weak to give them a result in return.”

"You can live a healthy and happy life and do what you like to do, which is already the greatest reward to them." Li Jiaoyang comforted her.

The two of them got away from this sad topic again, and talked about some interesting things in the creation process and the convenience of creation inspiration. In the end, Jing Yun talked about many painting skills on the spot, and Zhang Chunqiang recorded them one by one. Yun took the time to draw another tutorial and everything would be fine.

The entire interview ended in a relatively relaxed and pleasant atmosphere in the later stage. Considering the presentation of the text, the interview time was not very long.Before Jing Yun returned to the basement, Li Jiaoyang said to her for no reason: "Come on, Jing Yun!"

"..." Jing Yun turned her head to look at Li Jiaoyang, forced a smile, "Thank you, I will."

She opened the door and entered her own space, while the others were still there, Wang Yiran gave her a sideways look and said, "Why did you go?"

"I chatted with people in the cute circle for a while." Jing Yun replied vaguely.

"Oh." Wang Yiran pointed to her desk, "Your phone rang just now."

Jing Yun picked up her mobile phone according to her words. It was her father who called. She went outside and called her father back.

Regarding this interview, what Li Jiaoyang meant was to strike while the iron was hot, and to just organize the manuscript when it caught up.Zhang Chunqiang didn't do it, she had a lot of things to do during the day, and staying here at night to do this crap was really wasting her youth.Li Jiaoyang stepped forward at this time and said to Zhang Chunqiang: "It's nothing, Brother Qiang, since I said this, I must be prepared. In this way, I will type all the words first, and you will check it and polish it tomorrow. what do you think?"

"Why are you so active all of a sudden?" Zhang Chunqiang was very surprised, "Your brain is squeezed by the door?"

"Isn't this saving time?" Li Jiaoyang smiled, "Otherwise, I'll have nothing to do when I go home. Okay, you all go, I'm here to work overtime, how can a startup company CEO not work overtime?"

Zhang Chunqiang never played tricks with Li Jiaoyang, he dared to leave even though he told him to leave.She patted Li Jiaoyang on the shoulder and said "Thanks for your hard work", then took her bag and went home at the speed of light.

"You go too." Li Jiaoyang said, "Go home early."

"It just so happens that I have nothing to do when I get home." Shen Yi said, "Let's hang out with you for a while."

"Farewell, you just go home and take a shower. This hair has to be washed for an hour." Li Jiaoyang joked, "My husband is not afraid of walking at night, so I don't need you to accompany me."

Shen Yi said without changing expression, "It's just the two of us now, please stop your performance."

"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble. If you want to stay, you can stay. Here, here is your phone." Li Jiaoyang handed the phone to Shen Yi, "Order a takeaway."

The two of them still eat and work at the big table in the kitchen, which saves time and facilitates cleaning.Li Jiaoyang was addicted before. He tried to lose weight for a period of time in order to wear Dior, and he didn't finish his meals very often.But at his age, he would be really hungry if he was hungry, and he quickly forgot about it. He should eat midnight snacks, and he can't wait for four meals a day.He didn't grow any flesh like this, which was almost the same as before.

One is that he exercises a lot, and the other is that he is really tired recently.Running around for relationship and business, the heart is more tired than the body.

Li Jiaoyang was sitting on a chair. The recording just now was done with a power amplifier. He listened very carefully, as if he was doing English listening. He pressed pause after listening to a sentence, and bowed his head to type.When he heard the sad part of his chat with Jing Yun, he suddenly stopped and asked Shen Yi: "Why do I feel so bitter..."

"It's just very bitter." Shen Yi said, "They all draw from day to night. They get rich when they become famous, but most of them are not famous. Don't talk about drawing cartoons, just think about how many people come to Beijing every year. How many people will leave at the end of the year?"

Li Jiaoyang didn't expect that he lived a good life since he was a child, and there was no environment for him to feel it.He can only feel the so-called "pressure of life" from the chicken soup articles on the official account, but if he doesn't put himself in the pain, he really won't have any real emotions.Shen Yi could feel that he thought he would have a similar experience in a foreign country, and his expression may not be profound.However, it was more than enough to educate Li Jiaoyang.

"Hey, I felt a little sad when I heard her say these things today." Li Jiaoyang lamented with one hand on his chin, "It's really not easy, a little girl is working hard in a foreign land, she has no one to rely on, she has to bear everything by herself, yes The family can only report good news but not bad news. Hey, I really hope her works can become popular, obviously the paintings are really good."

"These days, the smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, and the popularity of works is due to the accumulation of the right time, place and people. There are many good people who draw, and not everyone can be popular." Shen Yi said, "It's too difficult. "

"So this is a beautiful wish." Li Jiaoyang said, "I hope that everyone who takes their dreams seriously can finally gain something."

"You are so naive." With a smile, Shen Yi bent his index finger and scratched Li Jiaoyang's straight nose, "If everything is like what you said, it would be a bit too scary. Life is There are successes and failures, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi. Sometimes it’s actually not a good way out for the hobbies I’ve always insisted on, and being good at them is not the same thing.”

"But I think you seem to be good at everything." Li Jiaoyang imitated the Japanese tone and said, "Little bird is the best!"

"Don't be so talkative with me, hurry up and send me home after hearing this!" Shen Yi patted Li Jiaoyang on the head.

The painful Chinese listening didn't end until eleven o'clock in the evening. Li Jiaoyang was so sleepy that he almost shed tears. He stood up and stretched himself, and said in a vague tone: "The little bird is gone, I will take you home."

Shen Yi was still in good spirits, and asked him, "Can you drive like this?"

"It's okay, I'll wash my face and it will be clear." Li Jiaoyang said.

When they came out of the company, it was still a little stuffy outside, which made people feel very bad.What's worse, who knew that in the middle of the night, there could be someone standing at the door of the company.

This frightened Li Jiaoyang soberly. Just as he was about to swear, he saw clearly who was standing at the door.

"Tong Yu?" Li Jiaoyang stepped forward, "Why did you come back late at night? Didn't you go to the club for a trial training?"