Yusheng sighed helplessly as he looked at the success of Iida lingnai's plot. "In fact, Miss Ling Nai, if you just want me to give Zhenbai the right to adapt the comics of the novel, you don't have to. After all, Zhenbai is my cousin. Even if you don't give it now, she will adapt it in the future."

"Oh, if you say that, I really seem to be wasting my energy. But why not give it now." Fantian Ling Nai didn't feel annoyed at hearing the speech, but took a straw to stir the drink in the quilt and asked Yusheng with great interest.

"On the one hand, I hope to cultivate Zhenbai's ability to narrate independently. On the other hand, I also lack some confidence in Zhenbai's ability to tell stories before."

"Cousin ~" after hearing that Yusheng said he had no confidence in himself, Zhenbai cried a little uncomfortable.

"Sorry, although it will make you feel a little uncomfortable, I have to tell the truth for your sake. Your level of storytelling really can't reassure me." Yusheng repeatedly apologized to Zhenbai and comforted each other. "But Zhenbai has made great progress now. At least I think I can rest assured that I can give you the story of the muse. Although there is still a small loss to worry about you," Yusheng said, pinching his fingers together in front of Zhenbai's eyes to deliberately make Zhenbai laugh.

However, Zhenbai was not amused by Yusheng, but nodded very seriously. "I'll try."

"Er..." Yusheng was stunned. Instead, he began to worry about Zhenbai. He felt whether he had put too much burden on the other party.

"However, since Miss Wang said so, I can't object to anything. I also hope Miss Wang can know the truth and don't waste her painting ability."

"Well, I know." Yusheng nodded, but thought of something. He had a headache and said to Iida lingnai: "but there's still trouble. Miss lingnai will help pay attention in the future. Don't let Zhenbai draw that kind of thing again."

"Oh, Ho Ho ~ why, doesn't Mr. Wang like it? I thought a little boy of your age would like this kind of thing, or does Mr. Wang feel shy after reading it?"

Facing the laughter of Iida lingnai, Yusheng is a little annoyed that he doesn't need to talk so much.

Finally, he fled with Zhenbai and Qingshan seven seas in the laughter of Iida lingnai.

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After returning home, Yusheng took Zhenbai back to her room and was ready to talk about comics with her.

"Cousin ~" after sitting down, Zhenbai took the lead and called Yusheng.

"Really white, do you blame me for not drawing my novel into a cartoon?"

"HMM..." Zhenbai seemed to think for a while, then shook his head.

"Sorry, I'm not unwilling to let you draw. I just hope you can draw again after making some progress. Even the reincarnated silver wolf, the story of five centimeters per second, don't tell you. In fact, I don't know how to present it in the form of comics, so I hope you can try again after reaching a certain level." Yusheng opened his eyes and lied. In fact, the cartoon of "five centimeters per second" was in his mind. However, Yusheng also feels that giving it directly to Zhenbai is not a good thing for Zhenbai, and it doesn't improve her. Therefore, Yusheng hopes that Zhenbai can draw "five centimeters per second" as he understands it, and Yusheng also looks forward to what kind of "five centimeters per second" will be made from the perspective of Zhenbai.

"Well, I know." but Zhenbai didn't know what Yusheng was thinking, but nodded very seriously after listening to his words.

"So next, let's help muses draw comics. It's not only a test of your training results, but also a challenge for you. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

Yusheng looked at Zhenbai and couldn't help feeling: "in fact, I haven't figured out what kind of interest you would choose to draw comics."

"Cousin ~" when Zhenbai heard Yusheng's words, he wanted to explain his ideas, but he was interrupted by Yusheng's hand as soon as he spoke.

"But this is not important. Since you want to draw, I will support you. But there is one thing I hope you can understand."

"Yes."

"The most important thing about comics is that they are interesting, that is, they tell the story well, make people interested and are willing to continue to read them. Painting skills are only auxiliary."

"But Ling is her..." Zhenbai smelled that she was a little confused and thought of the previous praise of Ayana Iida for her painting skills.

"In fact, everyone has different ideas, but in fact, I think Miss Ling Nai is also sorry for your painting skills. You can say that you are the best in painting skills, but such painting skills can not accompany a good story, which is a pity for everyone." Yusheng paused, Then start looking for some examples in the system to make your next words more reasonable. "In fact, as long as your story is good enough, it doesn't matter if your painting skills are poor. It's like an exam. You can only compete with others in painting skills if you pass the exam of plot story. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Hmm? I don't understand." Zhenbai tries to make his little head understand Yusheng's words, but he still shakes his head.

"Well, let me give you an example. You think if I paint badly, but my story is very interesting, do you think people will continue to read my comics?"

"I don't know."

"Then I'll draw you a cartoon." Yusheng thought it was useless to just say so, so he asked Zhenbai for paper and pen. Then according to the information in my mind, I drew it on the paper.

Because Yusheng has not completed the task of cooperating with Yingli to draw a book, he has not strengthened his painting skills.

The cartoon that Yusheng originally chose as an example has some "curiosity collapse", but Yusheng's painting is even worse. Moreover, Yusheng feels that he is not good at painting. He deliberately doesn't draw the background, but simply draws the main characters. But even so, the characters drawn by Yusheng are even more ugly than the original.

Yusheng looked at the bad painting in his hand. For a moment, he was very embarrassed. He was embarrassed to take the well drawn cartoon as an example.

"Has cousin finished drawing?" Zhenbai may have been waiting for a long time. Seeing Yusheng stop his brush to look at his cartoon, he couldn't help asking.

"Er... Wait a minute and give me another piece of paper. I didn't draw this one well." Yusheng blushed and said to Zhenbai.

"Oh." Zhenbai doesn't doubt that he is obedient. He takes out a piece of manuscript paper and hands it to Yusheng.

Yusheng took a deep breath after writing the paper. After adjusting his mood, he carefully dropped his brush on the paper, hoping that he could draw a little better than just now.

However, the reality is so cruel that Yusheng finds that he really has no talent in painting. Yusheng estimates that a primary school student may draw better than himself after he knows the information of his brain.

Moreover, Yusheng compared the cartoon he had drawn before with the one he has drawn now. He found that the two paintings are half weight and can't be worse.

Yu Sheng, who doesn't believe in evil, bites his teeth and asks Zhenbai for a manuscript paper, ready to challenge himself.