The perfect future of rebirth

"Comics?" Fang Minya blinked her eyes: "I don't quite understand that. I like sketching. He seems to know a little bit about it."

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Well, you bring him back home, let's have a good chat, I have an idea, I need help from someone who knows how to paint."

It is not so easy to push a complete comic to the market, especially now that the comic market is not so prosperous, Zhao Fusheng feels that he needs to find another way to do it.

Fang Minya nodded again and again, but she was very excited in her heart. She had an intuition that maybe this time, she and her husband Sun Jun would take a different path.

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Chapter One Thousand and Nine Comics Project (3/6)

For anyone, success is an ideal that cannot be given up.

Just like Fang Minya and Sun Jun, for them, the only way to change their destiny and become stronger is to seize every opportunity.

So even though Zhao Fusheng told them to come back when they had time, the couple showed up at Zhao Fusheng's door early the next morning.

"Yo, why are you here?"

Zhao Fusheng, who was driven out by his father to take out the garbage, looked at Fang Minya and Sun Jun in surprise. He really didn't expect that these two people came so quickly.

"Brother Zhao, who is this?" Sun Jun's expression was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect that Zhao Fusheng had such an image.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and raised the garbage bag in his hand: "My dad, I don't like it, find something for me to do."

Blinking his eyes, Sun Jun laughed: "My dad likes to do that too."

After speaking, the two of them suddenly felt a lot closer.

Daughter kisses father, son kisses mother. Although there is no scientific basis for this statement, it is relatively reliable in most families.

There are very few father-son relationships that are particularly harmonious, especially among the [-] generation. Fathers often play the role of a strict father, and they must maintain absolute majesty in front of their sons.

In comparison, the mother will be softer.

To put it simply, one is a bad face and the other is a red face. It doesn't matter whether the family is a boy or a girl, it is easier to discipline.

Of course, there are also relatively rebellious children. It is very difficult for parents to discipline them. Often the more they don't want them to take detours, the more rebellious they end up.

This is probably impossible.

"Let's go, go into the room and say, it's so cold." Zhao Fusheng smiled and let the two of them in.

Entering the house, Fang Minya greeted Zhao's mother and Zhao's father with familiarity, and Sun Jun also greeted the two elders politely.

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother were naturally very happy. Zhao's mother brought them fruits, and they sat there chatting about the daily routine.

I have to say that in terms of affinity alone, Zhao Fusheng can't compare to his own mother anyway. Just seeing her old man sitting there, chatting with Fang Minya's young couple is called an intimacy, and it doesn't make people feel domineering at all. , They have already talked about when they will have children.

Seeing that both Fang Minya and Sun Jun were blushing, and Fang Minya was even red to the neck, Zhao Fusheng quickly opened his mouth and said: "Mom, I came to talk to them about business, so please let them go." .”

Hearing what Zhao Fusheng said, Zhao's mother let Fang Minya and his wife go, and dragged Zhao's father to see Fan Beibei.

Of course, it was actually to leave room for Zhao Fusheng and the others to talk.

"Do you like to draw?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Sun Jun and asked straight to the point.

Sun Jun nodded shyly: "I learned it when I was a child, and I almost became an art student."

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "Did you study oil painting or something else?"

"I have learned a little bit, but I still prefer line drawing." Sun Jun replied honestly.

The so-called line drawing, in simple terms, is sketching.

Fang Minya had already told Zhao Fusheng about this before.

"Would you mind drawing one for me?" Zhao Fusheng asked Sun Jun after thinking about it.

Sun Jun was stunned for a moment, and although he was a little puzzled in his heart, he still nodded and agreed.

There were ready-made pens and paper at home, and Sun Jun brought them over, and he was not polite, so he lowered his head and began to draw.

Zhao Fusheng turned his head and chatted with Fang Minya.

"Min Ya, did you like drawing when you were young?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

"Yeah, when I was a child in school, there was an art teacher who was very kind to me. She was very good at sketching, so she taught me for a while, and I liked it myself." Fang Minya raised her head and smiled at Zhao Fusheng: Chang, are you going to let me paint too?"

"Yeah, I'm thinking, if necessary, it would be nice to let you be a cartoonist." Zhao Fusheng nodded with a smile: "How about it, are you confident?"

Fang Minya was stunned for a moment, and then shook her head like a rattle: "Where am I, the level of drawing is not good enough, let alone conceiving a comic, I can help others, if it really delays the dean Things are not going well with you."

Obviously, she was afraid that her lack of skill would delay Zhao Fusheng's major event.

"What's so difficult about this?" Zhao Fusheng waved his hands, his face full of indifference, "Aren't there many things in Japanese comics that are divided into script writers and painters? I will provide you with a story, can you give it to me?" Draw well?"

"What story?" Fang Minya's eyes lit up, and she asked with concern: "President, you have a story that can be changed into a comic?"

"Of course." Zhao Fusheng said with a smile, "It's an interesting story about pirates."

"Pirate?" Fang Minya asked suspiciously, "Why does it feel weird?"

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "You, I still don't understand the thoughts of children. Let me tell you, many people actually like the sea, the waves and the waves, and galloping horses..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of another meaning of riding a galloping horse, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Fang Minya didn't understand, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

After thinking about it, Zhao Fusheng said to Fang Minya: "If you are interested, I will give you the scripts of the previous episodes when I have time. You and Sun Jun can look at the settings and then draw them. How about it?"

"Do you really want to draw?"

Fang Minya opened her mouth wide, her face full of surprise.

At this time, Sun Jun had already finished the sketch, and when he handed it to Zhao Fusheng, he was apologetic: "I'm sorry, Dean, because I was in a hurry, the drawing was a bit sloppy."

Zhao Fusheng took it over and took a look, quite surprised.

It can be seen that Sun Jun should have worked hard in sketching. The figure paintings with a few strokes are quite vivid, and they have a bit of the flavor of those cartoons of later generations.

"Sun Jun, you heard what I said just now, what's the matter, can you help me?" Zhao Fusheng raised his head, looked at Sun Jun and asked.

Looking at his wife, Sun Jun remembered what his father said to him before going out.

When he knew that Zhao Fusheng was looking for Fang Minya and Sun Jun for something, Sun Jun's father said to him meaningfully: "Xiaojun, our family's ability is limited. If you and Xiaoya want to develop further and leave Ninghai , we must seize this opportunity. Dad can see that your dean is not a simple person."

Even his always prudent father said so, how could Sun Jun not understand that this in front of him might be his chance to change his destiny.