"Your cartoon is too simple and rude, right?" Ximen Qing picked up a few more and looked around, and found that this fan is really a pure meat seller, with no plot at all.

　　 "Also, you are letting the heroine be given by a group of passersby...that? Wow, you are not afraid of a fan stabbing you on the spot?"

　　 I have also read "Interstellar Tyrant" Ximen Qing. This is a novel that has been serialized by a very popular online novelist "Du Ziteng" for more than a year. It mainly tells the story of the male protagonist studying various interstellar warships and fighting for hegemony in the universe.

　　 Because it is passionate, there are few female roles. The actor has more than 1,000 chapters, and he talked about a girlfriend, and the girlfriend is still his immediate boss, a peerless female emperor in a certain star field.

　　 There are also a lot of fans of this female emperor, and until now, she has never held hands with the male protagonist. If this is the case where a female emperor suddenly appeared, Ximen Qing said that she would be stabbed, but it was definitely not a joke.

　　 "Huh? Did I paint well?" Song Yunwu said, "I think the plot is very cleverly arranged."

"You are a clever chicken," Ximen Qing said mercilessly. "Suddenly fell while walking, and the skirt was lifted up and was seen by people and aroused animal desires. It is also called a clever plot? Do you think the empress is you. fall?"

　　 "Then...what do you say?" Song Yunwu was a little guilty.

　　 She wanted to become a cartoonist only because she was very talented in drawing, and she was praised since childhood. But when she aspired to become a cartoonist, she discovered that it turned out that drawing cartoons is more than just drawing. She also needs to think about the plot.

　　 Where can she be? As a result, all the paintings were rejected everywhere, and they could only be reduced to the point of trying their luck with fellow artists.

　　 "You let me think about it." Ximen Qing suddenly realized something at this moment.

　　 Although the history of the world here is almost exactly the same as that of the earth, the 100 years she has been asleep has suddenly strayed. According to her understanding, it seems that during the Second World War, a group of mysterious people suddenly broke into the battlefield, killing all the enemies who invaded the flower country at that time, and the flower country took the opportunity to counterattack the cherry country, although not as in the YY novel. That way, the country of Sakura was turned into a province, but it also controlled the island country to a large extent.

　　 Affected by the flower country, the island country failed to develop a world-influencing culture like the other world. Whether it is love action, or film and television animation...all have been given to him by a certain organization.

　　 And she, as a former otaku, after becoming a zombie, she still remembers the 36,000 little yellow books she once read.

　　 Thinking of this, she looked up and down Song Yunwu: [This kid, maybe he can become a good RBQ. 】

　　 "What the **** are you thinking?" Song Yunwu only felt a burst of coolness coming, as if he had stepped on a terrible trap.

　　 Ximen Qingxiemei smiled: "Xiao Yuner, do you want to be a top cartoonist? My sister can help you."

Snapped!

　　 Song Yunwu slapped the cushion on Ximen Qing's chest again.

　　 "Ah~" Ximenqing tilted her body and let out a low groan.

　　 "If you have something to say, just say it! What kind of a show!?"

　　 "Oh~" Ximen was honest, she said obediently, "I can provide you with creativity and plot. You only need to draw and paint. How about the two of us working together to create comics together?"

　　 Song Yunwu looked at her suspiciously: "Can you do it?"

　　 Ximenqing proudly puffed out her chest: "Pure men can't say no!"

　　 "Here again." Song Yunwu covered his forehead. This Ximen love always fantasizes about being a man, which is really daunting.

　　 But she is going to give it a try.

　　 "Well, this time you help me try the doujinshi first. If the response is good, we will cooperate."

　　 "Okay, okay." Ximen nodded vigorously.

　　 Although Song Yunwu is a waste of storytelling, her drawing skills are really top-notch. With a little adjustment, she can definitely become a top cartoonist.

　　 So, the first instruction Ximen Qing gave her was: "Throw away all of your paintings now, don't play NTR, don't have any pursuit, and if you want to do it, you can do it for all ages."

　　 "I drew these for a week, throw away what I will take to participate in the fan exhibition?"

　　 Ximen looked at her with a smirk: "We still have one full day. Drawing 20 pages shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"

　　 "You...but the league has regulations..." Song Yunwu seemed a little tangled.

　　 "Eh," Ximen Qing is like a seductive and degenerate devil, "There are only two of us here. If you don't tell me, who knows? And this time it is an emergency, it is excusable."

　　 "That... okay." Song Yunwu finally compromised.

　　 Ximen Qing clapped his hands: "Okay, then let me teach you what to draw next."

　　 "What are you painting?"

"Think more divergent. What is the biggest charm of "Star Tyrant"? Is it the empress? Or the male protagonist? Neither, but those kinds of warships! Why don't we try to personify the warships? What about it?"

　　 "Battleship personification?" Song Yunwu was taken aback. She seemed to have never heard of such a thing. "Isn't personification a rhetorical technique?"

　　 "You can do this..." Ximenqing roughly told her her thoughts.

　　 That's right, she just wants to teach Song Yunwu to paint the ship. The Kingdom of Sakura in this world has basically been reduced to the back garden of the Kingdom of Flowers, focusing on the development of heavy industry, medical industry, etc., while the culture and entertainment basically accepts the output of the Kingdom of Flowers, and its own culture is basically difficult to form. So naturally there won't be any warship games, no one in Huaguo will take the lead and will not engage in any blasting routes.

　　Ximen Qing’s idea is that they don’t need to copy the ship's mother, and those warships from World War II have no charm. They just need to have this idea, and then draw the warships in "Star Tyrant" as ship's mothers.

"For example, the length of this battleship is 180 meters, then set the height of the ship's mother to be 180 cm. If it consumes more energy, set it to have a big appetite. Thick armor means big breasts... Basically this is the idea, do you understand? "

　　 Song Yunwu nodded: "Understood, but why is it called Jianniang? Shouldn't it be named Jianniu and Jianmei?"

　　 "Battleship girl's abbreviation, what's the name is arbitrary, you can just draw according to the draft, hurry up." Ximen Qing took the opportunity to pat the back of Song Yunwu.

　　 [Hey, they all say that tigers can’t touch their ass, I’m going to be a real man today! 】

　　 "Oh." Song Yunwu is now focusing on Jianniang's creativity, but not paying attention to being eaten tofu.

　　 She first drew a rough line draft according to Simon Qing's instructions, and then... her hands suddenly became imprinted.