Chapter 55 (1/2)

”Er... You ask me this question... I also...” Song Yunwu was a little embarrassed. Not long ago, she was still dead on the street. She once wanted to give up comics and go back to her hometown to inherit her family. How can she give Qin Yuyao some correct advice?

She looked at Qin Yuyao with a sincere face. She couldn't bear to disappoint her, so she told her: ”you'd better talk to the idiot zombie, and then ask your predecessors in the editorial department to give some advice. When you're ready to start painting, I can give you some help in painting.”

”Oh, OK, thank you, sister Yunwu.”

After thanking Qin Yuyao, he went to the second floor to find Ximen Qing.

”Do you want to draw comics?” Simon Qing said to her in his room, wearing a V-shaped bikini bought in Sanya, ”no problem. As my wings, I will help you.”

”Really!” Qin Yuyao was overjoyed, ”but sister Ximen, you are already writing the eight heavenly dragons. Won't it make any difference to write other stories?”

”I'm kidding. Who am I? You underestimate me too much.” Simon's expression can be said to be quite inflated. In fact, her inner subtext is: just copying books. Why is it difficult?

Qin Yuyao, who didn't know the truth, worshipped: ”sister Ximen, you're great.”

”Ha ha, I know I won't come and let my sister hug me.”

Qin Yuyao didn't come forward, and the atmosphere suddenly seemed a little embarrassed.

Simon Qing coughed and asked her, ”Ruyao, have you decided what subject to draw?”

”No, but I hope the general direction is adventure, not just cute.” she knows that the scripts of working cell and Tianlong Babu are all from Ximen Qing, and she obviously prefers the latter to the former.

Ximen Qing thought for a moment, then stared at Qin Yuyao for a while, and suddenly had a flash of light: ”yes!”

”Ah? What?” Qin Yuyao was going to go back and wait for a few days. As a result, XiMenqing suddenly said so, which made her a little unresponsive.

Just a few minutes? Making up stories is not so fast!

However, Ximen Qing has really thought about it. To say adventure, she has really thought of a very interesting cartoon with a lot of stems. And like the eight heavenly dragons, it is an old work of the 20th century.

”Come on,” Ximen Qing grabbed Qin Yuyao's left hand, bypassed her head, and then put his thumb against her lower lip. ”Open your five fingers and keep this position.”

She then held Qin Yuyao's right hand and let her clench her fist on her right chest. Finally, she adjusted her standing posture and twisted her waist and hips as coquettish as possible.

”Sister Ximen, what is this?” Qin Yuyao was very uncomfortable, but he was obedient and put on such a strange posture.

”Don't move, don't move,” Simon Qing took several photos with his mobile phone, ”look.”

Qin Yuyao looked at it and was still confused: ”this action is so strange.”

”This is the action of the model in other people's fashion magazines. It's very trendy,” Simon sighed emotionally. ”You really don't understand.”

”But what does this have to do with my drawing comics?”