Reborn future cartoon

On the second day, Wu Nan who couldn't find the manga would definitely not let Qin Zimo go so easily.

Deformed... HP

Sure enough, the next morning, when Qin Zimo was gnawing on the high-quality apples produced in the space, Wu Nan came to Qin Zimo with a stomach full of resentment.Qin Zimo was so frightened that he hurriedly put the unfinished apples into the space, and then lazily ordered to open the door.

The anger behind Wu Nan was almost substantive, and when he walked in front of Qin Zimo, he almost burned him: "Zimo! If you don't obediently tell me the address, I will sleep with you tonight, don't you I want to read any manga again! Let you know how good I am!"

"Ah!" Qin Zimo waved his hands and said perfunctorily: "There will be something soon. I was thinking about a very important thing yesterday. Did you spell it wrong? What are you searching for? A manga of the name?"

"Is it really wrong?" Wu Nan scratched his head: "Hurry up and tell me what the name is?"

"What did you search for yesterday?" Qin Zimo asked back.

Wu Nan walked up to Qin Zimo and looked at Qin Zimo with contempt: "It must not have been drawn by an artist from our country, so I must have searched for English. Didn't you tell me it was called Harry Potter?" Why? Should I still search for Harry Potter?" Wu Nan wanted to touch Qin Zimo's head to see if he had a fever.

"Ahhh? Why not Harry Potter?" Qin Zimo said hastily.

Wu Nan glanced at Qin Zimo contemptuously, then pulled him forward and said, "Hurry up, get ready for class! What's wrong with you recently? You've forgotten so many things! Our country Besides seniors, who else is a cartoonist now? But the seniors can’t make it into the international rankings, such a wonderful plot, I’m afraid..." Wu Nan guessed several countries in succession. After guessing his name, he said a word with a bitter face: "It can't be true...it belongs to our country?"

Qin Zimo raised his forehead, he had never seen such an unpatriotic guy.If it's not from your own country, where do you think it is from?He nodded: "It belongs to Huaxia."

"Oh! I'm going to rise, I'm going to rise, I'm going to rise! As long as the story you tell is true, and his paintings are good enough! It's decided, go cheer for him today!" Wu Nan finished speaking, gesticulating, Dragging Qin Zimo forward, he said, "It's coming soon, I'm going to be late. Zimo, hurry up! If you're late, let's see what the teacher will do with you!"

Qin Zimo followed Wu Nan to the classroom, which was already filled with students in twos and threes.Wu Nan took Qin Zimo to a corner and sat down, and took out a lot of tools from his schoolbag, all of which Qin Zimo saw yesterday night and could be simulated by software.Qin Zimo looked at Wu Nan in a daze: "...what are you doing?"

"Hey, don't tell me you didn't bring anything! Aren't you going to practice comics today? Aww, you're going to be killed. Let's see how Professor Lin treats you." He took out some: "Come on, let's block it first. But there are so many missing... I can only hope that Professor Lin didn't check it carefully..." Wu Nan took out a few more from her schoolbag. Only a pen to recharge.

The first class officially begins.Qin Zimo looked at what the professor Lin said on the podium, and was confused by the materials he had recorded yesterday. After a long time, he decided to go to the toilet to find an excuse.The time in the space and the time outside are almost clear. Qin Zimo's stay in the space for a day is exactly 3 minutes outside, which is enough for him to review yesterday's knowledge.

Qin Zimo walked out of the classroom - he had seen the behavior of N students and knew that students can leave directly if they need to go to the toilet in class.After walking into the toilet, he decisively locked the door of the small room.When he arrived in the space, he was glad that he threw the computer into it after getting up this morning.

Turning on the computer and opening the software, Qin Zimo walked under the sun.Although in this space, Qin Zimo could feel the pleasant sunshine.In addition to using electricity, computers can also use solar energy, so Qin Zimo doesn't have to worry about his computer running out of power.

It's a pity that the software in the space doesn't communicate with the software outside at all, and it's impossible for Qin Wei to surf the Internet at this time.After browsing the basic knowledge for half a day, he began to try to draw.After arriving in this world, apart from gaining space, Qin Zimo's second heaven-defying benefit is nothing more than possessing a super strong memory.There are enough pictures clearly stored in his brain.

Qin Zimo knew exactly what was going on with him right now. He seemed to be facing a mountain of treasures, but he just couldn't dig them out.His brain is full of cartoons, he knows how to draw almost from scratch, but he doesn't have this technique.I finally understood that getting started with comics is nothing more than imitation.

The most important character in "HP", Harry Potter is the first image Qin Zimo chose to draw.When Qin Zimo started, he was not very proficient in the lines at this time.At the beginning, he almost painted a little and had to clear it once, otherwise it would be really difficult to continue the painting.After a few more attempts, a cute boy with black-rimmed glasses finally appeared on his drawing board.But he still has more important things to do now, Qin Zimo touched his empty stomach.

After eating the freshly picked peach, Qin Zimo washed his hands in the space.Qin Zimo didn't leave the space until the whole peach was eaten.And at this time, it was only a few minutes before he walked out of the classroom. Qin Zimo was surprised to find that he really had to go to the bathroom just after he left the room.

Qin Zimo hastily took out the paper towel up and down, and looked up at the sky in agony. Is the person who has no paper in the toilet on his right arm even more miserable?In desperation, he dug out the number in the phone log, and found out Wu Nan's number: "Brother, I forgot to bring toilet paper!"

Wu Nan laughed lightly, and seemed to have walked out of the classroom: "I see, I have never seen anyone stupider than you." There was a voice from the toilet, "Open the door, where are you?"

"You're next door." Qin Zimo replied hastily.

Then he stretched out a pair of hands from below: "Hurry up, it stinks!"

Qin Zimo hurriedly settled the matter at hand and opened the toilet.After getting out of the toilet, Wu Nan suddenly came up and sniffed Qin Zimo curiously: "Hey! Why doesn't it stink at all? It stinks just now! Now... what kind of smell is this? I have never smelled it before. Pass!"

Doraemon~

Qin Zimo's first reaction was to smell it up and down, but it seemed to have no smell.Could it be his hallucination?Qin Zimo tried to smell it again, but there was really no smell: "Are you crazy?" Qin Zimo said, pulling Wu Nan to the classroom.

It may be that Qin Zimo met the so-called halo of the protagonist, and the homework in class was simply assigned for him-design a robot image in your mind.robot?Qin Zimo immediately realized that there was no one else besides Doraemon.Doraemon, who grew up with him since he was a child~ Qin Zimo thought, and asked Wu Nan to take a pen.

For Qin Zimo, it was just a matter of casually scribbling with a signature pen. When he had nothing to do when he was young, he copied and copied Doraemon. It looks like a dream.Qin Zimo thought about it, and began to draw Doraemon.Fortunately, the class here is that as long as you complete the homework assigned by the professor, you can go home.But unless it is a time when Tongtian is a professional class——Qin Zimo, an unlucky child, although he transmigrated into a body that did not apply for a painter, he also transmigrated into an unlucky body. The owner of this body almost learned manga of.The professional course he chose was manga drawing.

So when the professor finished assigning homework, Wu Nan almost looked at Qin Zimo with sympathy: "I won't accompany you, Zimo baby. Hurry up! God bless you, you must be there at ten o'clock." You can go home before~"

With an idea in his mind, Qin Zimo wrote much faster, and a few minutes later the sketch of Doraemon appeared.Wu Nan seemed to be still thinking about how to get the robot this time, when Qin Zimo was already ready to paint.When he saw the painting in Qin Zimo's hand, he laughed completely: "Hahahaha! You are not you, are you! You want to hand over this kind of homework! I am afraid that you will be taken as a class in the end! You have to touch yourself!" Take the score seriously."

Qin Zimo looked at Doraemon in his hand, it looked good.Look at Doraemon's appearance again, it really looks like what he saw in the previous life, why is it so strange?Qin Zimo twisted his body, then painted Doraemon with the base color, and then colored him bit by bit according to the appearance in his impression, looking at the familiar Doraemon on the paper... Qin Zimo For the first time in this world, Mo had the urge to cry, seeing familiar things from his previous life, he stroked the familiar Doraemon on the paper.It would be even better if there were colored pens, which he has been using since he was a child, and he can definitely draw better.

Qin Zimo saw that it was almost done, raised his hand, and handed in his homework.Some of the girls below who saw Qin Zimo's paintings were discussing Qin Zimo's paintings in low voices, or were about to read Qin Zimo's jokes.

The professor with glasses pushed the glasses, and it took a while to see what Qin Zimo painted from the blue