Ark, I am really a serious author!

Bai Xiaolu smiled and waited for Xi's comment, although he already knew the answer in his heart, after all, Bai Xiaolu knew too well whether "Legend of Xiuxian" suited Xi's appetite.

"It's boring. After reading it, I even wondered if you wrote it. How should I put it, I'm quite disappointed."

Xi's words were quite straightforward, and she directly began to criticize sharply.

Bai Xiaolu smiled slightly, he turned his head sideways, and looked out at the setting sun that was about to set outside through the window next to him.

"I wrote that on purpose."

Bai Xiaolu said.

"In my opinion, novels don't just serve a certain group, they should serve the public. The audience I created for "Xiu Xian Biography" are ordinary people. Emotional, reflective books, this kind of straightforward works are easier to be accepted and liked by the public, and the daily life is so tiring, it is only natural to read a novel to relax."

"Works that are not suitable for cultural people are called works, and works that serve the public are also good works."

Bai Xiaolu's words made Xi fall into a short-lived level.

Serve the public...

Let ordinary people like it.

This is a point that Xi has never considered for hundreds of years. In her previous cognition, art itself is elegant. After Bai Xiaolu's touch this time, she seems to have figured out something.

Think about it.

Xi nodded, as if she had made up her mind.

"Xiaolu...I want to create manga, can you be my screenwriter?"

This idea, in fact, after living in Longmen, Xi gradually began to transform from a classical woman whose original thinking was still fixed hundreds of years ago to a new-age home girl.

As a home girl.

It must continuously absorb the things that modern house dwellers like.

Snacks and drinks aside, games are also the favorite of the nerds. Of course, they are also one of Xi's latest hobbies. In addition, there are comics.

To tell the truth.

When Xi came into contact with comics on the Internet for the first time, she disdained and sneered at them. If she had poor painting skills, as a master-level painter, Xi would still disdain them in addition to ridicule and disdain.

It's not Xi's first contact with comics. In fact, many years ago, Xi has already come into contact with a form of painting that is earlier than 'manga' and similar to comics.

at that age.

This form is called Lianlianhua, which aims to draw pictures in a way of connecting one frame by one frame, so as to achieve the effect of a complete story. Although the painting is rough, the story is very strong.

At that time, due to the limitation of stories, there were only a few kinds of stories at that time. There were not many types, and there were not many new ideas. The sloppy imitation of elegant painting in which the technique of painting has not been learned.

however.

With the flow of the wheel of time.

This kind of serial painting has gradually become a thing called "manga", and the high-quality plot of the manga itself has also attracted the love of many readers.

of course.

Xi is no exception.

After reading the manga, she went from being disdainful at the beginning, to feeling pretty good, to trying to draw manga in her heart, but this thought was always suppressed by Xi's rationality.

She is proud of being a painter in her heart, and it is difficult for her to create such things as comics.

So these days.

Xi has been struggling.

However, after hearing what Bai Xiaolu said just now.

Xi seemed to understand something.

Being liked by ordinary people is also an art form.

Therefore, she made this decision.

Similarly, writing stories is not what Xi is good at, so, similar to the purpose of finding Bai Xiaolu back then, the burden of screenwriting naturally fell on Bai Xiaolu's shoulders.

When Bai Xiaolu heard it, his fingers that were pinching the hairy belly in the bottom of the pot stopped.

He raised his head in disbelief, and looked at Xi who had a slightly serious expression in front of him. She really didn't seem to be joking...

"what???"

Chapter 80 Xi: "Can you promise me?"

The sun had completely set, and the summer night was like a cage, gradually covering the entire Gouwu City and the entire world.

The hot pot restaurant is still lively, and the neon lights and street lights on the street outside the restaurant are lit up one after another. For a while, the street looks like daytime.

White air rising, noisy.

Bai Xiaolu listened to what Xi Fang said just now, and he felt that he heard it wrong.

The cream fondue gurgles like boiling.

Bai Xiaolu, who was holding the hand that rinsed the vegetables, stopped.

"Xi...you...can you say it again?"

Bai Xiaolu still didn't quite believe his ears, he tapped with his little finger, and then turned sideways day and night.

A blush flashed across Xi Wan's beautiful and fair face like a person in a painting.

It seemed that the words just now had used up all her strength.

The thin lips moved slightly, thinking whether to say it again.

comics...

What an ironic word for the former Xi.

As a decent painter.

A painter at the master level of Dayan.

Naturally, she looked down on the so-called 'caricature', an art that is not popular and cannot be recognized in the elegant hall. However, since arriving at Longmen, Xi has come into contact with many modern things, including games and comics.

In particular, a batch of manga from Dongguo completely changed Xi's understanding of manga. Although... the drawing skills of this manga are still worrying, let alone the artistic conception contained in it, the manga itself is not intended to express similar to traditional The artistic conception and ideas like painting are purely like novels, to express a certain plot.

Then through this plot, express a certain point of view and idea that you want to elaborate.

before.

Xi feels that painting is different from novels.

Painting expresses the painter's thinking or a certain story on the flat layer through dots, lines and planes, while novels express a story through words. However, comics, like another style of novel, express a story through a series of pictures.

so...

Since Xi was in Longmen, she has been itching in her heart. She wants to create comics, and then post the stories in her heart on the Internet, share her emotions and stories with all readers who have never met before, and then look forward to their comments.

only.

Xi wants to save face.

She feels that if she draws comics, she will always have a very inexplicable sense of disobedience, and this layer of defense in the bottom of her heart can't get through.

and so.

She then asked Bai Xiaolu for his opinion.

After learning of Bai Xiaolu's true thoughts, the germination of drawing manga was completely born.

"I'm going to draw manga... Xiaolu, can you be my screenwriter..."

Xi took a deep breath and repeated the previous drawing.

"and many more..."

Bai Xiaolu raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to stop: "You... how come you have the idea of ​​drawing manga."

Xi said lightly: "You can write novels like "The Legend of Xiu Xian", why can't I draw comics, I can make movies with this level of shit."

"You...whether you agree or not."

Xi lowered her head, as if she didn't dare to look into Bai Xiaolu's eyes.

Bai Xiaolu was still in shock.

Hearing Xi say that she is going to draw manga is like hearing the world's top literary award winner say that she is going to write web articles. The shock is too great, and Bai Xiaolu needs to slow down.

Seeing that Bai Xiaolu didn't agree for a long time.

A deep sense of disappointment and unwillingness flashed across Xi's lowered face, even a little sad.

Under the hot pot table, the hands on his legs grabbed his skirt vigorously.

Xi lowered her face, biting her lips lightly with her white teeth.

"Don't you want to..."

Xi's voice was very small.

"Forehead..."

Bai Xiaolu finally recovered from the shock, he nodded immediately.

"If Xiao Xi really wants to draw comics, as a friend, I will definitely support you with all my strength!"

After listening to Bai Xiaolu's words.

Xi suddenly raised her head.

Dark green hair was scattered on both sides of her head softly, her eyes met Bai Xiaolu's.

"You..are..promise me?"

"Ah."

Bai Xiaolu smiled and nodded.

"of course."

"Since it's your invitation, Xiao Xi, how could I have a reason to refuse, what do you think?"

Looking towards Bai Xiaolu.

Xi's eyes, which were originally like a calm lake, shimmered at this moment, and the original disappointed expression was now rendered happy again at this moment, the corners of the mouth were slightly raised, and the picturesque and perfect face was stained with happiness.

"A word is settled!"

"It's a deal..."

The hot pot was constantly cooking on a high fire, and layers of white foam appeared on the top of the creamy hot pot, Bai Xiaolu said while picking it up.

"Actually, for the subject matter of comics, I had a similar idea a long time ago. Unfortunately, I don't know how to paint, so I have a story in my heart, but I can't realize it. Now that I think about it, Xi, you have helped me a lot." Very busy."

Xi rested her chin on her hands, and looked at Bai Xiaolu cutely.

"I named it... Attack on Titan!"

...

...

Chen sir and Xingxiong sat directly on the sofa in Shi Huaiya's office. When Chen sir came in, she deliberately paid attention to Shi Huaiya's desk, and saw that the desk was empty. The group photo of Bai Xiaolu is also gone.

The bottom of my heart was finally relieved.

Be a police officer!

And it's still a high-level meditation of Longmen, how can it live in the past?Be a police officer not an ordinary person!

Ordinary people can miss the dead, they can grieve, they can shed tears, they can live in the past forever, but police officers can't.

If it were a subordinate under his command, Chen sir would definitely reprimand him forcefully.

It's been so long, it's time to forget.

Shi Huaiya made two cups of high-grade black tea from Victoria from the cupboard in her office to entertain the two, and then she also sat on the sofa.

Turn on the phone and look for the new book of that 'serious author' in the novel APP.

And when Sir Chen accidentally saw Shi Huaiya's screensaver.