The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 823 You Are A Little Brother (12)

Just such a story that basically relies on stalking, the protagonist's IQ is zero, and the story of dog blood and mental retardation is flying everywhere, but it has more than 2000 fans.

The purpose of these fans chasing this comic is relatively simple and unified, that is for the face of the hero Yin Aotian.

When an evil, handsome and domineering president appears on the screen, even if he is a mentally handicapped person who goes to the toilet without paper and doesn't recognize the heroine after covering his eyes, fans still can't stop.

No way, handsome.

Shuaibi can be forgiven for anything he does, as long as he remains handsome, fans can ignore the plot that insults people's IQ.

No way, this is a woman.

Jiang Tang read the previous comics from beginning to end, and he was so excited that he could use all the vulgar routines on the market in a comic. After reading it carefully, this is not love, it is obviously Sand sculpture comics.

No, in the latest chapter, the male protagonist knows that the female protagonist has cancer, and he is blaming himself for what he did to hurt her before.

What's next?
Jiang Tang thought for a while, and gradually, a clear and complete story line appeared in his mind.

After thinking about it, I started to split the first draft.

The general prototype cannot be changed, the male protagonist still has the face of Yin Chao, and the female protagonist can change the outline a little.

In the eyes of the heroine, it doesn't have to be spring tides all the time, there are many emotions that can be added in it.

If you have cancer, who says you have to be weak and beautiful?

That cancer cannot be treated with chemotherapy?
Chemo can not hair loss?
A shiny bald head is the ultimate weapon to test your appearance!

It's over, there's a picture in my mind.

Jiang Tang's inspiration flowed like a spring, and the simple first draft on the digital board was drawn one page after another. Before he knew it, the bright moon hanging outside the window turned into a sunrise.

After drawing the last page, Jiang Tang put down the digital pen, stretched vigorously, and rubbed his sore fingers.

Drawing is not that difficult, as long as you have a picture in your mind, it doesn't take too long to write page by page.

Two days of work, completed in one night.

Then Jiang Tang compressed and packed the file, and dragged it directly to the editing dialog.

Ginger Candy: Submission.

Opposite seconds back.

Grass Egg: So fast?

Cao Dan: Blind painting?

Ginger Candy: Just look at it and go to sleep.

After typing this sentence, Jiang Tang threw the pen directly, stood up, opened the door, and walked out with his eyes squinted.

In the bathroom, there was a clear sound of water.

Yin Chao is releasing himself.

Involuntarily, Jiang Tang thought of the scene in the comics about Mr. Ba pooping without paper, and shook his head sillyly, shaking the picture out of his mind.

Damn, crazy ball.

The sound insulation effect of the bathroom is almost non-existent, Yin Chao doesn't care, but the original owner Jiang Tang has always been very concerned about this matter.

Even if he wakes up every time, he has to stay in the house until 08:30. Yin Chao's biological clock is very punctual. He gets up at 08:30 to wash and go to the toilet. This has not changed since he was a child.

The original owner didn't like this kind of living environment without privacy, not to mention that the person she was facing was Yin Chao, who regarded her as transparent, with her head drooping all day long, wearing a torn sweater, wandering around the room like a decadent ghost.

No matter how handsome he is, he is a moth with no future.

So the original owner wanted to leave, or wanted Yin Chao to leave.

She doesn't like this kind of warm-hearted way of getting along. Instead of being an eyesore every day, it's better to say all the hurtful things and drive him away.

It's a pity that she didn't wait for this day, and was crushed to death by her fragile psychology.

(End of this chapter)