Chapter 822 You are just a younger brother (12)
The plot is basically based on memes, the protagonist has zero IQ and is full of idiots and idiots, but it has more than 2,000 fans.
The purpose of these fans following this comic is relatively simple and unified, and that is for the face of the male protagonist Yin Aotian.
When an evil and handsome domineering president appears on the screen, even if he is a retarded person who doesn't take paper with him when going to the toilet and doesn't recognize the heroine after she covers her eyes, fans still can't stop.
No way, he's so handsome.
Handsome Bi 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 comic from beginning to end. He was very excited to read it. He could use all the vulgar clichés on the market in one comic. After reading it carefully, it was clearly not about love. It's a sand sculpture cartoon.
No, the latest chapter is updated to the point where the male protagonist knows that the female protagonist has cancer and is blaming himself for doing things that hurt her before.
What happens 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 work on the first draft.
The rough prototype cannot be changed. The male protagonist still has the same face as Yin Chao. As for the female protagonist, the outline can be slightly changed.
The heroine's eyes don't necessarily have to be full of love all the time. There are many emotions that can be added to it.
If you have cancer, who says you have to be weak and beautiful?
So cancer cannot be treated with chemotherapy?
Can chemotherapy prevent hair loss?
A shiny bald head is the sure weapon to test your appearance!
It's over, it's over, I have a picture in my mind.
Jiang Tang was filled with inspiration, and he drew page after page of simple drafts on the digital tablet. Unknowingly, the bright moon hanging high outside the window turned into the rising sun.
After finishing the last page and putting down the digital pen, Jiang Tang stretched hard and rubbed his sore fingers.
Drawing is not that difficult. As long as you have a picture in your mind, you don't have to go through page after page too fast.
Two days' work was completed in one night.
Then Jiang Tang compressed and packaged the file and dragged it directly to the editing dialog box. Ginger Candy: Submit the manuscript.
The other side responded instantly.
Cao Dan: So fast?
Caodan: Are you drawing blindly?
Jiang Tang: Just take a look and go to bed.
After typing this sentence, Jiang Tang threw away the pen, stood up, opened the door, and walked out with squinted eyes.
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 where the boss pooped without paper. He shook his head sillyly and got rid of the scene in his mind.
Damn, this is crazy.
There was almost no sound insulation in the bathroom. Yin Chao didn't care, but the original owner Jiang Tang had always cared about it.
Even if he wakes up every time, he has to stay in the house until half past eight. Yin Chao's biological clock is very punctual. He gets up at eight o'clock, washes up and goes to the toilet at eight thirty. This has not changed since he was a child.
The original owner didn't like this kind of living environment with no privacy, not to mention the person she was facing was Yin Chao, who treated her as transparent. She hung her head all day long, wore a torn sweater, and wandered around the room like a decadent ghost.
No matter how handsome he is, he is still a worm with no future.
So the original owner wanted to leave, or wanted Yin Chao to leave.
She didn't like this kind of cold-blooded relationship. Instead of looking at him every day, it would be better to say all the hurtful things to drive him away.
It's a pity that she didn't wait until this day, and was crushed to death by her fragile psychology.
(End of chapter)