Chapter 343 Conversation and Scruples

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There are some things that Shen Xin knows, but cannot say.

He can only evaluate things like manga in his heart. If he can have someone to help him share some pressure, it will be a lot easier.

Of course Wang Wenhong is also good, but still the same sentence, he has more than one author under him, and his energy will inevitably be scattered. If Yan Fei could help, Wang Wenhong's pressure should be relieved a lot.

Now that Yan Fei didn't agree, he could only respect Yan Fei's choice.

Xi Muhan pouted, unable to even handle this matter.

Shen Xin looked depressed, and he couldn't make Yan Fei reluctantly agree.

Back at the residence, Shen Xin saw that Wang Wenhong was staring at the TV intently, and his eyes moved there, only to find that a few girls in swimsuits were advertising.

Shen Xin smiled and said, "What's wrong with you? Do you miss beautiful women?"

"Huh?" Wang Wenhong was taken aback, "Mr. Shen, when did you come in?"

"Just now... Hey, you don't really think about beautiful women, do you?" Shen Xin's eyes widened, as if she had discovered a new continent.

"Where is it? Don't slander me." Wang Wenhong waved his hands quickly, "I'm still young..."

Young Hammer, four or five years older than him?

Shen Xin muttered in her heart, but asked in her mouth: "Do you have something on your mind?"

"Huh? No..." Wang Wenhong waved his hands, his gaze was facing Shen Xin, and he turned his head again, "I... just saw you and Yan Fei drinking tea together... I definitely didn't eavesdrop."

Shen Xin blinked her eyes. He was so preoccupied just now that he didn't have the energy to take care of other things, but unexpectedly Wang Wenhong came to the coffee shop.

Seeing Wang Wenhong tried his best to prove her innocence, Shen Xin chuckled, "Eavesdropping is nothing, it has nothing to do with the magazine. I just want to invite her to help me in my personal capacity. Whether collecting information or discussing the plot, one more If there are more people, there will be one more idea, and I am wondering if there are more people, will the update speed be faster. You also have other authors who need to be responsible, right?"

Wang Wenhong opened his mouth slightly, and nodded helplessly.

According to the understanding of ordinary people, if an editor is responsible for two authors, then the editor should focus more on the old author. After all, the two have a tacit understanding and a good relationship with each other.

Actually, not so. Editors will spend more time and energy on new authors.

Because new authors don’t understand many things, editors must teach every detail, and even give advice on storyboarding and composition. Sometimes, new authors have problems in the middle of the night, and editors have to get out of bed.

In contrast, the veteran author is well aware of most of the process. Even if there are problems, most of them are related to the direction of the story, and it is impossible to specify the storyboard.

Therefore, although Shen Xin is the signature cartoonist of "ComicFuture", Wang Wenhong has to devote more than half of his energy to other cartoonists. Taking into account Shen Xin's time, it will be slightly less.

"Then what did she say?" Wang Wenhong stared at Shen Xin.

"I refused..." Shen Xin lay on the bed on her back.

Hearing Shen Xin's words, Wang Wenhong felt a little relieved, but felt unwilling for Shen Xin.

He knew that what Shen Xin said was not wrong. After all, he was also a human being, and it was impossible for him to cover everything. If two or three authors came to him together, he would not be able to take care of everything.

From this point of view, Yan Fei is indeed the best choice, and he and Yan Fei have a good relationship. If you have any opinions on the comics, you can discuss them with each other.

"How about I go tell her?" Wang Wenhong asked.

"Ah?" Shen Xin was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head, "Forget it, the choice is in her hands."

Wang Wenhong opened his mouth slightly, but made no sound.

"Besides, "Soul of Chess" doesn't have anyone's help, haven't we come here?" Shen Xin laughed.

Wang Wenhong raised his head and thought,

Shen Xin was right.

"Then I don't care about it." Wang Wenhong said in a low voice.

"Sleep! I have to go to Akihabara tomorrow!"

"Hey, did you go to bed so early?"

"You don't really want to find a beautiful woman, do you?" Shen Xin rolled her eyes.

"Tch, just sleep!" Wang Wenhong pulled the quilt over his head.

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Xi Muhan leaned against the bed, staring at the TV in front of him, but couldn't watch it at all, his mind was full of the conversation between Shen Xin and Yan Fei.

In fact, this was a suggestion she made to Shen Xin after she knew that Yan Fei had left her job. Shen Xin thought it was a good idea, so she agreed with her words, but she didn't expect to be successful.

Drawing comics and writing novels sound very similar, both are creative works, but there is a big difference between the two.

For example, she only spends about five or six hours a day typing on the keyboard, and spends the rest of her time reading and looking for information. But cartoonists spend more than 12 hours at their desks every day. If time is tight, it may even exceed 20 hours for several consecutive days.

Although there are assistants to help, the general structure of the comics, as well as some complex pictures, are written by the main creator, so the working hours of the cartoonists are still very long.

She felt sorry for Shen Xin, so she wanted to ask Yan Fei to help Shen Xin.

But at present, it seems... She is thinking too much.

Xi Muhan sighed depressedly, turned off the TV, and was about to go to bed when the doorbell rang suddenly.

"who?"

"I……"

Hearing it was Yan Fei's voice, Xi Muhan regained his energy immediately, got out of bed quickly, and quickly opened the door, there was indeed Yan Fei standing outside the door.

"Sister Yan, come in, it's cold outside."

Xi Muhan dragged Yan Fei into the room, closed the door behind him, and dragged Yan Fei to the bedside.

"Sister Yan, what's the matter?" Xi Muhan looked at Yan Fei expectantly.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to chat casually... I'm really sorry just now."

"No." Xi Muhan shook his head, "I listened to Brother Xin."

"Actually... I didn't expect Teacher Shen to say that. I haven't been an editor for long, and I haven't heard of such a method..."

"Don't blame my brother, this is my idea, maybe a little too naive."

"Phew...so that's the way it is. I said it's not like Mr. Shen's approach, it's too loose." Yan Fei suddenly realized, seeing Xi Muhan's confused face, explained, "Actually, this approach is a bit risky."

"Um?"

"Sister, you forgot that cartoonists, including novel authors like you, will face a problem - the magazine will be cut in half. You think, cartoonists are not even sure when the comics will end, so how can they hire personal editors. Comics The assistant of the family is also hired temporarily, and this is the reason. If the work is suddenly cut in half, the cartoonist will not be able to pay the assistant's salary, and the assistant will have to find a new job.

"Although Mr. Shen is in a much better situation than other cartoonists, he should also consider these things."

Yan Fei blinked her eyes, but she forgot about the beheading.