Chapter 347

After some discussion, song Yunwu finally felt that he should leave the inexplicable bald head alone. If he really wants to do something, it will only be him.

In contrast, she is more concerned about Ximen Qing's new play.

"Are you really not going to write the giant?"

"Yes, if you don't have inspiration, you'd rather lack than abuse." XiMenqing shamelessly made an excuse.

Song Yunwu sighed: "readers will really collapse. I feel that we are destined to be remembered by the comic industry... The kind of negative teaching materials."

"It's a good thing to remember, and it doesn't affect us to make money if the opposite is not the opposite," Ximen said with a bad smile. "I have a conscience. Look at those traditional literature, one by one, in order to impress the readers, either incest, cheating or sending female NTR. How disgusting and how the readers come."

Leaving aside the painful things of traditional literature, she didn't plan to take out even the eagle warrior. Ximen Qing consciously has a conscience for the readers.

"OK, I can't force you if you don't write it," Song Yunwu sighed. "What's your new writing this time? Don't write it halfway."

"No, no, this time it's a script with a beginning and an end," Simon Qing took out a pile of drawings, "and I've even made a mirror for you."

She just paints without life. It's easy to draw some basic drafts. Dahua journey to the west, which has been turned from a film into a script, must have requirements for the screen segmentation. In order to restore Ximen's feelings as much as possible, it is not described in simple words this time.

Song Yunwu took a look and immediately added those simple drafts into a complete picture.

"Travel to the west? There is no grass where the peach blossoms pass, and the money falls on the head? Is it martial arts again?" at first, song Yunwu thought it was another work like Tianlong Babu, but when he looked at it, he found something wrong.

This cartoon... Is actually funny.

"You make complaints about the job with Ying Ying teacher?"

Simon's feeling was mysterious: "who told you it was just a funny cartoon? Go on."

Song Yunwu then looked down and soon realized that it was wrong, because a big spider came out. Combined with the name, I found that it turned out to be a mythological work.

It happened that at this time, Qin Yuyao went downstairs to get a drink. When he saw them sitting together, he also leaned over: "what? New script?"

"Well, look." Song Yunwu handed her the first few, and then looked at them.

Both of them read it very quickly and finished it in half an hour. Of course, in fact, Ximen Qing didn't finish painting. She just painted where the ox demon king came out.

The big talk journey to the west is a film. Although there is only one story, the content is very rich. If she really learns from o'haozai, the author of killing the city, she can draw a film for three or four years. There are some suspensions between the two big stories on the journey to the West. It is not a problem to last for 10 years.

But she had no intention of doing so, because she had read these stories. Instead of tossing readers day by day, she is more willing to take it out at one breath and let everyone enjoy it.

If she can bring up the whole industry, that's what she wants to see most. The more prosperous the entertainment industry is, more good works she hasn't seen will be born.

She plans to divide the journey to the West into four volumes, with two volumes for each film. Instead of serializing in magazines, she will directly publish a separate edition. At that time, we will cooperate with the animated film. If the fire breaks out, we will radiate around to make a big IP.

Of course, it will be Zhou Hong's work in the future. She won't take care of it.

Qin Yuyao said excitedly to Ximen: "sister Ximen, what's behind? What will happen after chun30th Niang and Bai Jingjing take away the supreme treasure? How can Bai Jingjing's poison be solved? Will the ox demon king find them? Won't you be a eunuch again this time?"

"No, I'm a conscientious author. How can I be a eunuch all the time," Simon Qing denied. "You draw this part first, and I'll naturally give you the script later. This time, it takes more time to draw a mirror draft than typing directly."

"Well," Qin Yuyao volunteered, "sister Yunwu, let me help you."

Song Yunwu is too honest. The League stipulates that she can't use her ability indiscriminately. She seldom uses Taoism to draw. Of course, want to practice painting is also part of the reason.

But Qin Yuyao is different. Her painting ability is purely passive. She doesn't need to be improved. She draws like a printer.

Song Yunwu thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed, "OK, help me after your own painting." anyway, it's easy to imitate Qin Yuyao's painting style with Qin Yuyao's ability.

Then she said to Simon, "since this is not going to be serialized in the magazine, you have to take another one that can be serialized."

"Well... Let me think again." XiMenqing didn't think of any works suitable for serialization for the time being. In fact, looking at the cartoon "invasion of the gods" fire adapted from the novel of square, she also wants to have a hand of "horse breaking the sky", but this thing is too long, and she is a little reluctant to code.

Compared with these, she suddenly remembered one thing: "I still seem to be a B station up master. I haven't sent a new song for a long time."

She still remembers that she said she would send a new song on April 1. Naturally, it was a pigeon. After all, I'm sorry for April Fool's day.

"What should I send this time?"

Simon thought for a moment and suddenly had an idea.

She ran to Xiaoguai's room. Xiaoguai was still at school. Fortunately, Ximen Qing could operate some basic tools.

She put on the action capture props, took the guitar and tried it for a few times, then officially began recording: "only you ~ ~ ~"

Yes, she sang only you by pettes and the original version of only you by Luo Jiaying.

If everyone is used to listening to the original and suddenly a mischief comes out at this time, the laughing fruit must be better than never listening to the original.

"Oh, oh, oh, oil ~ ~"

After singing a song, Ximen Qing checked it, and then turned his voice into a similar male voice. Then he did a series of follow-up processing and passed it to station B.

When she finished these and came out, it was already evening. Qin Yuyao was cooking in the kitchen, while song Yunwu was drawing by the French window with a drawing board.

"What were you singing just now?" Song Yunwu asked, "how do you feel that you are doing some strange things recently?"

"No, I'm singing a very serious song. Would you like to sing it again?" Simon Qing shook his eyebrows and said to song Yunwu.

"No, I have to draw. Don't disturb me." Song Yunwu said and continued to draw.

XiMenqing is not disappointed. He glances at Qin Yuyao who is busy in the kitchen and plans to harass her.

……

Jin Ke has just returned from overseas. He wanted to have a drink with Lao Zhao next door. As a result, he shouted a few times across the wall, but found no one.

I didn't know the other party was on their honeymoon until I called.

Zhao Zhenying wanted to invite him to the wedding. However, Jin Ke's mobile phone was turned off during his mission, so he couldn't be contacted.

"Lao Zhao can't carry it clearly. He has stepped into the grave once, but he stepped in again for the second time," Jin Ke disdained a smile and turned on the computer. "If I have time to accompany my wife, I might as well listen to the song of yeast. Ah ~ sure enough, I have to listen to the voice of my godmother every time I finish the task to heal my heart."

"Eh? There's a new song?" suddenly he found that the yeast in Tsing Yi had a new song. Jin Ke couldn't wait to open it. Then the whole person leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and was ready to enjoy the comfort of soothing his heart with his little hands.

As a result, a low "only you ~" pounded his heart like a stone pestle.

"Oh, my mother!" Jin Ke was startled and bounced directly from the sofa.

"Did I order the wrong video?" he looked at the screen of his laptop. It was really yeast. Right? Mixed up with other videos? Not at all!

"This song... Is really sung by yeast?" Jin Ke looked down at the comment area. Sure enough, there was more than one person with the same idea as him.

But the first hot comment is: you can donate your eyes to people in need without using them. The profile is written in a falling tone. How can you drop when you can't see it?

"Who can make complaints about the awful eggs?" Kim Tucao Tucao, turned back and read the brief introduction, found that it was really yeast, and then lowered the tone.

Make complaints about the bullet screen comments. Besides the tapping slot, the barrage is scared by the sound. There are still many bullet screen comments about the song's unexpected feeling.

Jin Ke tried to listen and suddenly felt... Hey? It's really a little nice.

When he came back, he didn't know how many times to cycle the single of this song. His mouth was also humming involuntarily: "Oh, oh ~"

……

A few days later, Xiaoguai came to school and found that many boys in the class were screaming "Oh, oh ~".

"Shit! Are the boys finally crazy?"

Tang Xiaotang explained to her, "they're learning the new song of yeast, but they don't like it. They know this sentence."

[sister's new song is like this?] xiaogua really didn't think XiMenqing would sing such a song. She had a hunch that she would have to go crazy again in the near future.

Now it's popular for them to say "Oh" before meeting Xiaoxue.

Tang Xiaotang was very excited: "Miaomiao, do we want to learn it too? Now there are many versions on the Internet, but there is no young girl version. We will be loved when we sing together."

"I don't want to sing this," said the little darling. "It's not cool at all."

Seeing Tang Xiaotang a little disappointed, Xiaoguai thought about it and added, "then I'll go back and ask if I can get a song suitable for us."

"Yes? Who do you want?" Tang Xiaotang asked.

"My sister sings very well."

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