"Qi?"

Shen Xin has a black line, and the sketch lacks "gas"? Do you still need artificial respiration?

Wang Wenhong also rolled his eyes, "President Shang, can you make a substitution? I don't understand."

"Boy, what I'm talking about is human." Shang Haozhi glared at Wang Wenhong, then turned to Shen Xin and said, "You don't know Go, so you don't know what'qi' is. On the chessboard, the horizontal lines and The empty intersection of the vertical line is Qi. Whether a chess piece can live depends on whether there is "qi" around it. Go is actually a game of life and death."

"Going back to the sketch, I feel that your drawing skills are enough, but the "qi" of Go has not been drawn, especially in the critical move of chess, the momentum that is left to the death and then reborn."

Shang Haozhi's voice was a little hoarse, but his face was still excited.

Shen Xin thoughtfully, Shang Haozhi said so much, in the final analysis it is still one sentence-the characters did not reflect the spirit of Go.

When you play Go, you must be fully focused and have no distractions. If this is the case...

Shen Xin got up immediately, took the picture album from Wang Wenhong's hand, and quickly drew a sketch.

Wang Wenhong came behind Shen Xin and stared at the drawing paper intently.

Soon, a figure holding a chess piece suddenly appeared on the paper, and the aura of the character exuded from the inside out.

"Mr. Shen, you are really amazing—" Wang Wenhong said in surprise.

Shang Haozhi just said a few words that seemed to understand but not understand, and Shen Xin's character was like a different person.

"Sure enough, it's still eyes." Shen Xin muttered to himself.

"Huh?" Wang Wenhong asked puzzledly.

"Don't people all say that'eyes are the windows of the soul'? The same smile, if you match different eyes, the effect is different." Shen Xin then drew a few portraits, "People who play Go are generally attentive It’s very high, but the players in the competition need not only a high degree of concentration, but also a passion for victory. This feeling can be conveyed to the body through the eyes, should this be the case?"

After Shen Xin finished speaking, he fell into deep thought.

Shang Haozhi also walked over, glanced at the painting book, his expression tightened, his face was solemn when he looked at Shen Xin who was thinking again.

When Shen Xin recovered, he drew another sketch with a pencil. This time the focus was on the eyes. Compared with the sketch just now, the face was shadowed, but the eyes were sharper.

"Do you know what surprises me the most?" Shang Haozhi asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Shen Xin looked back at Shang Haozhi, "I don't know."

"The speed of improvement. I discovered this when I read the booklet of "Y\\\'s". From the first volume to the fifth volume, the quality of each volume has been greatly improved. A cartoonist What's his potential is based on his rate of progress. Today, you have refreshed my understanding of you."

Shen Xin gave a dry smile. This progress depends on the comic capsule on the one hand, and on the basic skills of the host itself on the other.

After all, the host is also a student of the art department.

"So, you don't have to wait until the drawing skills are mature before drawing comics, just like drawing "Y\\\'s" and you can grow while drawing." Shang Haozhi continued to persuade.

Shen Xin raised his head, leaned on the sofa, and thought about it for a moment.

As Shang Haozhi said, in fact, he doesn't have to wait until his painting skills are mature to make a decision. More often, he will improve his painting skills while creating.

If you think about it this way, he can indeed draw "Gossip", and while honing his painting skills, he can also imitate it in "ComicFuture" with this comic.

Of course, it is impossible for him to copy "Soul of the Game". The Go system in District 11 should be different from that of China. At that time, it is likely that the plot inside will be changed.

This kind of thing can only be counted as one step.

Obata Ken's painting skills are top-notch even in District 11. Shen Xin really hopes that he can have that level.

"How is it?" Shang Haozhi asked expectantly.

"I see. But, I have a condition, I want sister Yan to be my editor." Shen Xin looked at Shang Haozhi standing beside him.

"I'm sorry, I... this condition is not good." Shang Haozhi shook his head, "It's not that I don't want to invite her, but she doesn't. We weren't really acting just now, and she didn't give me a chance to speak."

Shen Xin seemed to have a rock in his heart, he glanced at Wang Wenhong again, and the other party was looking at him anxiously.

Yan Fei and Wang Wenhong... are always two kinds of people.

One is to have one's own principles of doing things, the other is to achieve the goal, you can give up the principles... Or maybe this is his principle.

It's just that he couldn't wait for Yan Fei all the time.

Shen Xin rubbed his forehead and sighed, "Then change to other conditions. I know that the big magazine will not allow the end of the best-selling works casually. I hope that if I want to finish the work, the magazine can't stop it."

Shang Haozhi's expression changed. After struggling for a while, he nodded slightly, "I can call the shots on this condition. But I also have a requirement that the comics must be completed. I don't want to appear like "Y\\\'s" and run away before it is over. Circumstances—you must at least give me an end."

Shen Xin scratched his head, and it seems that "Y\\\'s" has indeed caused a bad effect.

"Okay." Shen Xin nodded.

He is not the chief executive of Ouchi, it is impossible to cut every step of the comics, this thing is really addictive.

"Anything else?" Shang Haozhi asked.

"No...more."

Shen Xin changed his words at the moment when he said "No".

Shang Haozhi couldn't wait to smoke himself a big mouth-to make your mouth cheap.

"I hope to only sign a comic contract with the magazine. I have the right to draw illustrations, game characters, and posters for other companies."

Just now, Shen Xin suddenly remembered what Ji Yinxuan said.

Learn better this time, and you must ensure your due power.

This time, Shang Haozhi fell into deep thought.

Wang Wenhong glanced at the two of them and scratched their heads, "Editor-in-chief, this request is rarely raised, but we are a magazine, which mainly distributes and publishes comics. Even if these things are given to us, they are of little use. Why not agree to it? ?"

Shang Haozhi gave a "tsk" and looked at Wang Wenhong dissatisfied, "What are you anxious for?"

"Where am I in a hurry? You called me out in the middle of the night." Wang Wenhong rubbed his nose and said.

"Shut up." Shang Haozhi glared at Wang Wenhong.

Really, say everything.

"Ahem, am I also afraid of night long dreams?" Wang Wenhong said with a smile.

"Who is it that pays you?" Shang Haozhi said irritably.

"Aren't I okay for the company too?" Wang Wenhong explained ~lightnovelpub.net~Shang Haozhi rolled his eyes without angrily, "Well, I made an exception this time. Even Teacher Wang Yunze doesn't have this privilege."

"Thank you so much." Shen Xin rubbed his hands, "but I have one more condition."

"There are so many things? Come on?"

"That's it. I'm still in school now, and my sister is also studying in Yunhai. I want to ask, how do you solve this problem?"

"Ah? The house is easy to find, but the household registration is difficult. In other words, in the end, your sister may still have to come back for the exam." Shang Haozhi said embarrassed.

Shen Xin sighed, "That would be difficult. I can't leave her alone in the sea of ​​clouds."

"Ah? Isn't it OK to let her be with your parents?" Shang Haozhi asked back.

Shen Xin shook his head, "This house...there are only two of us left."

"I'm sorry...I don't know this." Shang Haozhi quickly apologized.

"It doesn't matter. I didn't explain it beforehand." Shen Xin explained.

"If this is the case, then let me go back and think of something more." Shang Haozhi persuaded, "However, during this time, you must not contact other magazines."

"That's hard to say." Shen Xin shook his head, "I might also accept Yan's invitation."

"You..." Shang Haozhi looked at Shen Xin, unable to say a word for a long time.