Li Qingning is still half-convinced.

Mrs. Tu has already enthusiastically moved forward to the recommendation section.

She knew an old comics editor.

This comic editor is not a webcomic editor, but a comic magazine editor in the paper media era.

As the saying goes, animation is not divided into different families. Mrs. Tu was also a comic book reader at that time, and she was a loyal reader of domestic comics magazines such as Spring Sprouts competing for release in the era. She even submitted articles. It was a pity that she was still in school at the time.

No, she was not chosen by the editor, which she has always regretted.

but.

This made Mrs. Tu remember this edit.

She remembered that when she submitted her article to that magazine and that editor, it was because that editor was very good at discovering new talents. Every now and then, she would see in the postscript of the comics that the artist thanked the editor for the guidance he had received from these newcomers.

, is really what Jiangyang lacks now.

pity.

That era was short-lived, and soon after the Internet came, comic magazines withered, and the comic magazine where this editor worked also soon ceased publication. Comics officially entered the Internet era, and then capital came in and capital left. There were more comics revisions and less originality.

, there is more light pollution, there are more comic studios, and there are less people reading pictures.

She mostly reads Japanese and Korean comics.

She likes Korean comics the most.

Friendship is a big reason.

She could often see the stepmother's friends, club seniors, rich girls, three sisters next door, and bad female teachers in Korean comics respecting each other, loving each other, and helping each other. She loved the scenes full of the divine glory of humanity.

That's too far.

Although she reads less, she can still occasionally see messages from this editor.

After the magazine ceased publication, the editor went to work as an editor on a comics platform and worked for a while. Later, the platform was acquired. The editor resigned for some reason and went to work in a comics studio. Later, he simply left the comics industry.

I heard that I was going to work in catering or something.

The last time Mrs. Tu saw news about him, she came across a short video of him altering someone's painting.

There are very few viewers.

Since it was all about changing the painting, Mrs. Tu thought it would be better to invite him to the forum to help Jiang Yang make changes.

Anyway——

Mrs. Tu estimated that if he modified the short video for a month, it would be better for Jiang Yang to reward him several times.

"also."

Li Qingning thought about it and agreed.

It's just that there is one more enthusiastic netizen on the forum who is interested in painting, so Jiang Yang won't be led astray.

If it really doesn't work -

Several island television stations are quite interested in "Murder on the Orient Express".

These TV stations often broadcast animations, so you can ask them to help you when the time comes.

then--

After getting Li Qingning's consent, Mrs. Tu went to Zhong Ji'an from Mango.com to get an invitation code, and then went to the short video to send a private message to the editor.

Bi An is this editor.

He is collecting juice from the fire.

He is now a househusband.

There is no way.

He could no longer continue doing cartoons, and the hotel also lost money. It happened to be that his wife was on the rise in her career, and her children were in junior high school. She had to come back for dinner every day, so he naturally became the house husband.

There is nothing wrong with being a housewife.

There is one bad thing: when my wife and I were driving, we were not in good condition, and we could still say that we were too tired from work. But now I can’t do it anymore, and now when I say take a break, my wife says: “If you can’t, just say no, what do you mean by taking a break?”

"

After hearing the private message, he picked up his phone and took a look: "Teacher Bi, I have a friend who wants to learn comics and I would like to ask for your advice."

"whispering sound."

Bi An shook his head disdainfully.

This is the most private message he has received on the short video, except for changing the drawing.

He typed without hesitation: "There is a mine at home!!"

Even if these words are spoken, people who know him will not be angry, because who doesn't know that he hates iron and cannot become steel.

but--

Bi An finally deleted this line and replaced it with: "If you don't have a mine at home, don't draw comics."

Then--

He paid no attention to it anymore.

After so many days, the number of people who persuaded him to quit was not only in his 70s but also in his 50s and 60s.

One more is not too much.

He took out the dishes, put a bowl in to keep them warm, and continued to cook the next dish. When the three dishes and one soup were almost ready, the door of his house opened one after another, and his wife and daughter came back. "It's time to eat!" He brought the dishes to the dining table.

superior.

"good."

My daughter went away obediently.

The wife agreed, but was still typing on her mobile phone.

"Go quickly!"

He patted his wife's small buttocks and said, "Stop playing with your phone!"

"oh."

The wife went.

Bi An brought the dishes to the table and went to the kitchen to get chopsticks. Then his phone rang. He looked at it and saw that it was a verification code sent by the express station. The passion fruit he bought online had arrived——

then.

He saw the reply from the person who sent the private message just now: "But my friend's family really has a mine."

Bian:......

"real."

Mrs. Tu is still online.

She sent him the invitation code and asked him to download the Mango app and enter the forum so that he could see her friend's comics.

No way!

Is he really a rich guy and has his own forum?

Bi An downloaded the app hesitantly, registered an account, and found the forum——

"Lao Bi, bring me the chopsticks."

His wife had washed her hands early and was sitting at the dining table waiting for him. Seeing that he was indifferent, she couldn't help but remind her.

"good."

Bian agreed, but didn't move.

He couldn't wait to open the forum and enter the invitation code——

"Snapped!"

His wife came over to take the chopsticks and gave him a butt lift, "Stop playing with your phone."

She went to the dining table.

After Bi An entered the forum, he saw that the forum was divided into many sections, including original paintings, special effects, illustrations, animations, oil paintings, and even AI paintings, but the one that attracted his attention the most was the comics.

He clicked in, and there was only one post inside.

The name of the post is "One Punch Man".

He quickly opened it——

"Depend on!"

Bi An put down his phone.

He thought he might as well go to dinner.
To be continued...