With a happy mood, Cen Ying returned to her room.

The rooms in the house here are much larger than the two bedrooms and one living room bought in Beijing, but there are not many things inside. Apart from the large bed that can accommodate four people, there is only a wardrobe and a computer desk. Because Cen Ying rarely comes back.

I don’t know what to do when I come back, so I might as well not come back and just stay at school.

Fortunately, there are servants at home who are helping clean and tidy up all year round, so the house is not covered with dust when I get home. Just like those "take leave" and I can't live without major cleaning.

But here is not like there, and I have to clean the entire house... Cen Ying feels that she is afraid before the battle.

Looking around the familiar simple decoration of the room, Cen Ying stretched, went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into warm and loose clothes and returned to the room, and sat down on the chair in front of the computer desk.

This computer is not the one who plays "The World of Fairy" during the day, but the desktop computer that stays in the room all the time.

Cen Ying became a little familiar with the keyboard and planned to continue typing and try to finish writing Zhu Xian.

However, just as he was planning to use "concentrate and calm down", his cell phone suddenly rang.

After picking up his phone, he saw the name displayed on it and couldn't help but mutter: "Counselor? What phone call she called me?"

If he couldn't figure out what would happen, Cen Ying was too lazy to think about it and answered the phone directly.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Cen Ying, I'm a counselor."

"Hello counselor, I wonder what's wrong with calling me?"

"Cen Ying, do you remember what you promised me?" Wu Qiuyun asked leisurely on the other end of the phone.

Her tone was as if she had concluded that Cen Ying must have forgotten it.

Cen Ying has indeed forgotten this. She has been working in the company since the holiday. Who still remembers that she promised the counselor what she has done?

However, after the counselor's "reminder", Cen Ying suddenly remembered that he had missed classes for so many days when he went to the end world. When he came back, he seemed to agree to the counselor that he was participating in a comic contest...

It seems to be called...National College Comic Competition?

How can a boss with tens of millions of dollars a minute have the leisure to participate in such a competition with a prize of only tens of thousands?

But after all, the counselor Wu Qiuyun took good care of herself at school. Cen Ying did not say this, but smiled and said, "I remember, I have chosen all the subjects and are already preparing to draw them."

"Don't fool me." However, Wu Qiuyun suddenly saw that Cen Ying was lying. She said bluntly: "I don't know just like you, but I must have forgotten."

"...I'm really ready to draw a line draft." Cen Ying's voice couldn't help but lowered.

"So, you didn't draw it at all?"

"Well, I can't say that..."

"Hey!" Wu Qiuyun sighed and said, "I really didn't mean to you, Cen Ying, I know you wrote a novel on the Internet, and you can get millions of royalties every month, and your family is very rich..."

As he was talking, Wu Qiuyun suddenly stopped talking.

Thinking about his monthly salary of less than 10,000 yuan a month, Wu Qiuyun suddenly thought of a sentence: People are so angry that they are more angry.

This student who was focused on by himself knew to skip classes all day long, but after the final exam, the teacher generally praised him, saying that he had a good talent in painting.

This is not the point, the point is... His family is still very rich and he doesn't have to worry about his future work at all.

More importantly, people can earn millions a month by writing a novel online, which makes people unable to mock jealous words such as "Isn't it because I have money, and I will see what you do when I have no money?"

Feeling the gap between the two sides, Wu Qiuyun couldn't help but remain silent.

She couldn't figure out what to say to teach Cen Ying.

Do you want to say that if you don’t study hard and won’t find a job in the future? Or you can start with this national college comic competition and become a well-known cartoonist? Don’t joke.

Even if his family has no money, writing novels is much easier than drawing comics. Why give up novels and choose to draw comics?

Thinking of this for a moment, Wu Qiuyun couldn't help but sigh, his tone eased, and said, "Forget it, the teacher is just telling you, if you don't want to participate, then forget it, well, that's it, I wish you a happy New Year in advance!"

Doududu--!

Cen Ying inexplicably put his phone in front of him, looking at the hung-up phone, feeling depressed.

The counselor should be here to remind and urge him? Then why did he die after leaving this sentence in the end?

It sounds... quite sad?

I really don't understand.

Cen Ying shook her head. Although the counselor said she didn't want to participate, since she had called and she would not participate if she breached the contract, she would be so sorry for the counselor who took great care of herself and Gabaili at school.

If it were other counselors, students with problematic questions like him and Gabriel would probably have to retake all subjects next year?

He is narrow-minded and probably has reported it to the school long ago and plans to expel it.

But...what is good to draw?

Cen Ying added a state of "concentration and calmness" to herself, typing while thinking.

If you want to copy it, it is not impossible. Now there is a "Unknown Flower Name" that can be transferred here.

But the competition requires short and medium-length stories. If "Unknown Flower Name" is described in comics, the length of the article is obviously far beyond the requirements.

Apart from "Unknown Flower Name", Cen Ying didn't know what to copy, because even if he asked Gabali to use "memory back", he could not make it through comics when he recalled the anime he had watched.

The difference between the two is actually quite big. Without deep comic skills, it is difficult to convert animations into comics. If you don’t have enough skills, drawing them will embarrass others, and the connotation or details of the story are easily unrevealed.

If you want to be original... forget it, if you like to read a story, it doesn’t mean you can write a story. If the story you draw with your brains is used as paper for wiping your butt by the organizer, it would be embarrassing.

If you don’t participate with the goal of winning the first place, it’s better not to participate.

It seems that I have walked into an alley without any solution. Should I participate or not?

In the state of "concentrating and calming", Cen Ying's thoughts turned rapidly, and soon he thought of another way.

It is probably the last way - to enter the world of animation works again, just like entering the world of face codes, using the energy of the world's origin to absorb that incomplete dimensional world.

In this way, you can have a deep understanding of the whole story, and no matter whether you draw or write it, it will not be bad.

But how do you enter the world of works again?

It seems like you are going to sleep with a waiver angel?

Well, no matter whether it is or not, just try it out.

"Concentrate and calm down", Cen Ying made a decision-

In order to allow excellent works from previous lives to appear in this world.

tonight.

Attack Gabaili at night!

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Chapter completed!