Chapter 923 Target

"boom"! "boom"! "boom"!

The basketball hit the floor with a heavy sound.

The young man holds the wheelchair with one hand, makes the wheelchair move forward as quickly as possible, and dribbles the basketball with the other hand.

The opposite side also drove the person in the wheelchair to intercept, the young man suddenly changed direction and accelerated. After the breakthrough, the ball was distributed to the outside line and the opponent made a shot.

After the youth and his teammates high-fived, they looked outside the stadium, where a young woman in professional attire stood at the door.

"No more." The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Seeing a beautiful woman... your heart is moved?" The teammate laughed.

"Disgusting." The young man vomited, and drove the wheels outside, "How does the big reporter have time to come to this small place?"

The young woman in front of him seemed to be in her early twenties, but the two had known each other for six or seven years. When he was playing basketball, the young woman was already a reporter.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The woman touched the shoulder bag with one hand, her eyes were a little moist, "I'm just a sports reporter."

"He's a very good sports reporter." The young man looked up at the woman and corrected him.

"It doesn't make sense to you at all. By the way, aren't you abroad? How did you come back?" The woman's eyes fixed on the young man's hand.

Compared with when they were separated, the young man has more calluses on his hands, and it has not been easy for him to live these years.

Thinking about it, it was true that he was supposed to be the proud son of heaven, but he lost everything because of a car accident.

After so many years, the once green face of the young man has been engraved with some vicissitudes.

"Before and after the injury, it is a completely different world for me. If it were you, what would you do?" the young man asked back.

The woman was dumbfounded.

Leaving aside the attitude of others towards him, I am afraid that even he may not accept himself who cannot stand up.

Before and after the injury, there are really two worlds.

"Then... why are you back now?"

"Time is the most powerful sculptor, it will make people adapt to another self." The young man laughed.

"And then? Why did you come back?" the woman asked.

"In a foreign country, I was very confused. I didn't know what was the use of being unable to stand up. I was trying to escape from myself. Whether it was playing games or watching dramas, sometimes I played basketball with other people, but it was very boring. The same goes for reading comics, there are only a handful of good-looking comics."

"How old are you, and you still watch those things?" The woman quickly waved her hands, "It's all for children."

"Have you watched "Soul of Chess"?"

"I've seen it." The woman nodded, but then waved her hand and said, "That's different, okay? "Soul of Chess" is a work recommended by Huaxia Chess Academy. When the author was creating it, he invited Xie Shiqi Baduan as a consultant, and the details are very real. "

"That's right. There are fairy tales for children, and there is serious literature for adults. The same should be true for comics."

"So?" The woman was a little unconvinced.

"When I was in Europe, I met the author of "Soul of Chess", and we stayed together for a few days. He has now painted a new work, which is basketball, and one of them is also related to people like me who are in wheelchairs."

"Find a resonance?" The woman asked curiously.

"More than that." The young man rubbed his nose, with a somewhat smug smile on his face, "Do you know what the wheelchair youth is doing in that cartoon?"

"How can I know? I don't read comics... I don't have time to read comics." The woman smiled wryly.

As a sports reporter, of course, wherever there is a game, I go to cover it. In many cases, there is no fixed resting place.

"Coach!" The young man looked at his palm with twinkling eyes, "I just remembered now, even if I can't stand up, I still have a brain, how to train, how to arrange tactics, I can still remember, so, I think I can Become a coach."

"Go to the club?"

"How is it possible? Those players who are worth hundreds of millions, how could they listen to me? Go to middle school."

"Middle school?"

"That's right, go to a school with poor grades but some talented players and take them to a national championship.

This is my tentative thought. "The young man gave a thumbs up.

The woman opened her mouth, she was about to persuade, but when she saw the young man's piercing eyes, she swallowed the words again.

"What do you want to say?" the young man asked.

"No. As long as you cheer up." The woman narrowed her eyes, "By the way, what is that manga that gave you a goal?"

""Basketball Sky" is now available on the app. Mr. Shen's new work is also basketball. Are you looking forward to it?"

Seeing the young man's bright smile, the woman's heart was relieved, and at the same time, she remembered the title of the book he said in her heart.

...

After the serialization date of "" was confirmed, Shen Xin's work officially started.

Since the first three episodes came out, Shen Xin, Gao Hang, Zhang Ziyue, and Hang Jian officially started the creation of "" and Liu Ruoxing started the coloring work of "DN".

"DN" is drawn by a digital screen, and the original data is in Shen Xin's hands. Therefore, the coloring process is much easier than hand-painting, and three people can draw it. Even if there is no assistant from District 11, the problem is not too big big. But if the people from District 11 are really as powerful as Murakami Toru said, it will also be a boost to the studio.

After negotiating for two or three days, Murakami Toru's assistant was also confirmed to be a person named "Asai Hui". Shen Xin glanced at the information Murakami sent. She was only 25 years old, but she had a lot of resumes. She worked as an assistant in "The Wasteland Hunter" - this comic was once a pillar comic of "Shounen Leap".

After confirming the flight of the plane, Shen Xin arranged for Wang Wenhong to pick her up, calculated the time, and it was almost time to arrive.

Shen Xin was painting while waiting for the new assistant to come. In the evening, the assistant didn't come, but Wu Xiaoli waited.

"Young Leap" needs an editor who can speak Japanese. Wu Xiaoli's Japanese is average, even worse than Wang Wenhong, but it's better than not knowing anything. In addition, she has a good relationship with Yan Fei, so Yu Chen will hand over the work to Yan Fei The task was given to her.

Wu Xiaoli went to Lu Ning's studio first, then dragged Yan Fei to find Shen Xin.

"What wind brought you here?" Shen Xin asked curiously when she saw Wu Xiaoli push the door in.

He only submits emails now, and Wu Xiaoli doesn't need to make a special trip here.

"I don't have anything else to do. I mainly want to check on Sister Yan and come over to see the progress of "SD"."

"The second chapter will be ready soon." Shen Xin laughed.

"Also, Mr. Shen, have you drawn the promotional poster? "Young Leap" has been urging." Wu Xiaoli asked again.

"It's ready, I'll send it to your mailbox tonight."

"That's great." Wu Xiaoli clasped her hands together, as if she understood what was on her mind, "As expected of Teacher Shen, the speed is fast."

"It's useless to say less, tell me, what else is there this time?"

"They say it's all right. If there's something wrong, it's also related to Sister Yan."

"Um?"

"Ms. Han Ye's new work is sure to be serialized...Mr. Lu Ning and Sister Yan probably don't feel very well."

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