PS: The two chapters are united.

Song Wen has a habit of buying the latest issue of comic magazines every week, "Alloy Club", "Dang Dynasty Fantasy Night", "Jingwumen", "Comic Rabbit"...

These are the best comic magazines in China at present. As a comic artist, Song Wen must maintain inspiration and have a keen sense of market trends. Reading magazines and comics is the easiest way.

There are two main modes for comic serialization: one is to focus on online serialization, magazines as the supplement, and the other is to focus on magazine serialization, and the other is to focus on magazine serialization, and the Internet as the supplement.

Generally speaking, the second model is more difficult because the cost of serializing magazines is higher. In order to control profits, publishers must strictly control the serialized comics. Therefore, the quality of comics that can be serialized in magazines is basically guaranteed. Serialization is a long process. During the process, the level of the magazine will immediately face the fate of being cut in half, which forces comic writers to always maintain high pressure and level online.

Song Wen's "Lan Lancer 1" is being made into an anime. It is currently being serialized in "Lan Lancer 2" and has come to an end. She began to conceive the plot of "Lan Lancer 3".

The first work was very successful, so it was spotted by Pujiang Film Studio. However, "Lanner 2" has reached a higher level, with higher popularity and better response. It not only produces animation, but also releases a single-line version.

"I'm looking for time to invite Zhang Tan to dinner. Thank him for helping me think about the plot." Song Jia thought while running in the morning. The plot of "Lantern Rising 2" was conceived by her and Zhang Tan. Most of the creative ideas praised by readers came from Zhang Tan.

As usual, she maintains the habit of running morning every day. After the morning jog, she buys breakfast along the way. When she walks home, she finishes breakfast, takes a shower, and starts her day's work.

She is an independent comic book artist, a studio, keeping the pace of updates a week.

"Boss, do you have new comics?" After running in the morning as usual, he returned from the finish line, passed by the newspaper booth, and asked the boss who had just opened the door and was sorting out books and magazines.

"I'm going to "The Magic Night of the Tang Dynasty", do you want it?" the boss asked.

"Give me one."

“20 yuan.”

After getting "The Fantasy Night of the Tang Dynasty", Song Wen walked back and flipped through the magazine, and the covers were still "The Demon-Suppressing Tower" and "The Flowers Think of the World".

These two serialized comics are the main works of "The Fantasy Night of the Tang Dynasty". They are very popular and Song Wen is also chasing them.

She glanced at the catalog to see if there were any new comic works.

"Huh? There are three new comics serialized, "The No. 1 in the World", "The Prince", "Dream Searching for a Dream"..."

Song Wen did not watch it immediately, but first watched "The Demon-Suppressing Tower" and "The Flowers Want the World", then had breakfast, went home, took a shower, and sat in the study before she started reading the three newly serialized comics.

The style of "The No. 1 in the World" is very sharp and consistent with its name. "Flowers Want the World" is very cute. This is a love story comic, while "The Dreams and Travels" has a rich ancient style and bright and bold colors.

Song Wen first read "Dream Searching for Dreams", and soon turned to the homepage and checked the author. The style, rhythm and story of this painting are obviously not like a novice.

"Little Red Horse Comic Studio?" Song Wen has never heard of it, but since it is a studio work, it will definitely not be bad.

After 10 minutes.

"Why is it gone??? I actually went to the underworld!" Song Wen was immersed in the plot, but just as she was fascinated by the scene, she found that it was gone!

On this day, there were many comic lovers like Song Wen. "Dream Searching for a Dream" attracted everyone with its unique style and plot.

——

At night, Huangjia Village.

At Aunt Huang’s house, Zhang Tan had supper at her house tonight, and the yellowberry berry was there too.

"I'm not very in good spirits?" Huang Ruimei asked.

"Great."

"Bad, look at you, the frost is just like it."

As soon as she finished speaking, the three people who were eating looked at her. Aunt Huang sighed: "Can you, a girl, speak more politely? Everyone is having a meal! Learn from Zhang Tan."

Huang Ruimei whispered: "Other people's children."

"What did you say?"

"I said Zhang Tan is so handsome."

“…”

"Have you turned on the air conditioner? It's a little hot. Mom, you see that Zhang Tan is sweating. Turn off the air conditioner. The home is quite warm."

"Does Zhang Tan turn off the air conditioner?"

"Closed Aunt Huang."

Aunt Huang went to turn off the air conditioner, and Zhang Tan wiped his forehead. He was indeed sweating while eating, and it was a little stuffy. He was young and as old as a charcoal.

After dinner, Zhang Tan sat for a while, played two chess games with Huang Ruimei, lost 200 yuan, left with Aunt Huang, and returned to Xiaohongma Academy together.

Huang Ruimei looked at the kitchen and then stood up and walked: "I'll go too, I'll go too, I'll go see the naughty bag of Liuliu."

Uncle Huang behind him shouted, "Listen, don't leave, come and wash the dishes."

Huang Ruimei pretended not to hear it and turned around and closed the door.

Aunt Huang said: "Give back the money to Zhang Tan! You are so embarrassed."

Huangmeimei was confident: "Why am I embarrassed? The money I made with my ability."

Aunt Huang mocked: "...No wonder you are single until now, a straight iron girl."

Huang Ruimei said: "Zhang Tan said I am quite plump. This figure is very popular among men, right? Zhang Tan?"

"Cough cough cough~~~" Zhang Tan was almost choked to death by his own saliva. Huang Meiberine spoke too fiercely. He did say it, but when facing the parents, how embarrassed, isn't she embarrassed?

"Aunt Huang, I remember that there is something else. You guys go back first. I'll buy something and go back to the school later." Zhang Tan said.

"You go, go back early, it's cold outside." Aunt Huang reminded and took Huangmeiberry away.

Huang Ruimei kept looking back and felt that Zhang Tan was not going to have a tryst with a girl. There was no way. He had known Zhang Tan for more than 20 years, and the impression he left on her was too deep, and it was difficult to reverse it all at once.

"Stop watching, Zhang Tan can't stand you."

"Often men really can't stand me."

Aunt Huang rolled up her sleeves angrily and wanted to teach her a lesson.

Huangmeiberine laughed and rushed into the tea room in the alley next to her. It was very popular and warm.

"Aren't you going to see the ruliu?" asked Aunt Huang.

"What's the naughty guy Liuliu? What's the good thing about it? Master, please go. I saw Xiao Lan here, I'll ask them to have tea and chat."

...

Zhang Tan wore a red scarf, wore a coat, and walked in the deep and quiet alley. The lights were on both sides, and occasionally someone heard the sound of the sounds from the gaps in the doors and windows. The dog was yelling in the yard, and the cat walked out leisurely from the shadows of the alley...

Before he knew it, he walked downstairs of a four-story building. The walls were covered with ivy. The windows on the first floor were lighted, the lights on the second floor were on, and the lights on the third floor were also on. The sound of news broadcasts came from the windows on the first floor, the sound of human speech came from the second floor, and the sound of swords colliding in TV dramas came from the third floor.

Only the windows on the fourth floor were pitch black.

Zhang Tan just took a look and didn't stop. He went to the convenience store next to buy a pack of batteries. The air conditioner remote control at home was out of power and could not stand it at night without turning on the air conditioner.

——

In a remote mountain village in Sichuan, at around 7 o'clock in the evening, the lights of this small mountain village in the valley were lit up. Compared with the endless dark mountains around it, it seemed to be swallowed up at any time.

These lights are crowded together, which is more like warming each other and keeping them in the cold wind.

Walk north along the center of the light concentration, pass a stone arch bridge, and walk about 500 meters along the dry rice fields, and then arrive at a red brick house with only one floor.

This red brick house is a semi-finished product, not even a semi-finished product. In the countryside, people generally have to build three-story buildings, freshly painted inside, and porcelain panels are pasted on the red bricks on the exterior walls. They are not as good as buildings in the city, but they are also considered a well-off family. The family lives in it and are happy.

However, the small house was just laid and the first floor was built. Before the second and third floors were planned, the man at home died, leaving behind this "unfinished building" and a bunch of sand and red bricks planned to be built in the yard.

For several years, the red bricks are neatly shaped, and canvas is pressed on the sand to prevent it from being blown away by the wind and eroded by water. This clear pattern seems to be like someone will use them tomorrow as soon as tomorrow dawn.

The "Unfinished Building" is located on a small hill, backed by the forest, and there are continuous paddy fields in front of it. But now it is winter, and the paddy fields are empty and lonely. In the dark night, unknown little beasts are heard from time to time.

365 days a year, the unfinished building is always dark most of the time, as if no one lives there. But today, the lights are brightly lit here and laughter comes from time to time.

"Mom~Xiaobai is back, I want to go and play with her." On the left side of the unfinished building, a three-story building in the countryside was built on another hill with two paddy fields.

A sturdy little boy stood at the door and looked into the unfinished building. The evening breeze blew towards him, making him tremble with coldness, but it also blew the laughter and voice of a little girl, making him reluctant to go home and just want to run out.

A woman came out and called him into the house: "I'll go find Xiao Baitian tomorrow. I'm going to talk to my grandmother, but I don't have time to pay attention to you. Dunzi, come into the house quickly, you're snotted!!"

At this moment, Xiaobai was lying in the unfinished building, chattering to her about her experiences this year.

My breasts turned white, and there was a kind smile on her face. She hugged her in her arms and rubbed her watermelon head from time to time.

Whenever this happens, Xiaobai will squint his eyes and show his expression of enjoyment.

Her face was full of wrinkles, showing that she had a rich life experience, but at this moment, she could no longer understand many of the people she heard Xiaobai chattering about the outside world.

Malanhua sat aside and listened with a smile, and interjected words from time to time.

There was a fire brazier burning in the living room, and the fire illuminated everyone's faces and looked red.

After dinner, I was chatting.

There is no entertainment in the countryside at night. After dinner, you either go out or watch TV at home, and turn off the lights and go to bed at eight or nine o'clock.

"Xiaobai, where are the things you bought for grandma?" said Ma Lanhua.

"For grandma~~"

I had already given it, so Xiaobai bought new clothes and hats for grandma. Of course, it was all bought by her and her aunt.

Grandma thanked Malanhua again for her care for Xiaobai. Speaking of which, she had no relatives with Malanhua's family, but was just from the same village and tribe, and her ancestors were all scattered in the same family.

Ma Lanhua said: "These are all bought by Xiaobai who earns money by herself, and she is very good at chatting about it."
To be continued...