The illustrations of "Spirit Underground", Meng Fan drew very well, the level is high, and the degree of restoration is high, much higher than Pingtou's "Rampaging Cultivation World".
For Master Yun and the book friends who came to the live broadcast room, it basically met their expectations, and one even exceeded their expectations.
Adaptation, whether it is comic adaptation or film and television adaptation, will cause all kinds of diss and complaints from the original party. In comparison, the manga is better, and the film and television adaptation will probably be sprayed all over the body.
Even so, there are very few comics that can meet the expected value, and there is nothing else. As long as the text gives too much room for imagination, once it is concretized, it will always be different.
Meng Fan's illustration is naturally not a manga, but it is very close. From a certain point of view, it is more difficult because it does not have the continuity of the plot like the manga.
These five illustrations of Meng Fan, after being screenshotted by book friends, they desperately threw them in the book friend group, telling and sharing them.
As for Mr. Sleepy, he is not active in updating other things. He is more active in this matter. On the way back after Meng Fan’s live broadcast, he sent a WeChat message. After Meng Fan sent him the five pictures of the live broadcast. I chose two and posted them directly on the official account. In addition, hehe opened a leaflet for book lovers to go to the official account to see the pictures.
This was not enough, and I posted the pictures on Moments and Weibo, and after thinking about it, I went to the Longkong Forum, an online writer concentration camp, to show off. As for some writer groups, they must be indispensable.
"Hey, can't you add another chapter when you're so free?"
"If you have time to watch the live broadcast, you don't have the time code!"
"As promised, your eyes hurt! Your eyes hurt when you read words, but you don't look at pictures, do you?"
After laughing and accepting a wave of complaints, Mr. Sleepy opened the ord, typed "Chapter xxx" and got up to make a cup of coffee, then sat down and clicked on the scarf uncontrollably with the mouse, swiping and swiping to a Lin Zhengying I uncontrollably clicked on the link to the old zombie movie and watched it with relish.
After watching the film happily, the time will be twelve o'clock soon. Mr. Sleepy sighed regretfully and clicked on the upper right corner of ord. After finally correcting the routine, we must stick to it and not mess it up. Let's code tomorrow, the body is revolutionary Capital.
As soon as I lay down, WeChat started buzzing, and saw that I was dragged into a new WeChat group by several night owl authors.
"Sleepy, what's the matter with the illustration?"
"Where did you find the painter?"
"After reading the illustrations you posted and then looking at the ones that I asked someone to draw, I feel like shit!"
"What's the price? It's five hundred, right?"
"At least 500, right? The 300 one I was looking for is often delayed, and the update volume is more exciting than yours!"
"I've read the book by Mr. Sleepy, and the illustrations that I posted are just right! Those painters I found painted... Hehe, if you don't tell me which book the illustrations are from, no one will be able to guess, you If you say that the illustrations of any book are correct, it’s too unremarkable!”
Looking at these wechat messages, Mr. Sleepy couldn't help being amused, and sat up.
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Meng Fan also drew 12 illustrations for "There Are Spirits Underground". After all, it is the first business to get a discount. Furthermore, the illustrations for this book are very easy to draw, and many scenes are extravagant. Meng Fan also painted them all, and added some Easter eggs in some small corners, not with good intentions, but because they are too familiar.
There was no class in the morning, so I sent the remaining seven illustrations to Master Kun before ten o'clock.
Mr. Sleepy, who woke up after one o'clock in the afternoon, immediately replied to Meng Fan's WeChat after reading it: "Brother, your painting is so good! You have worked hard, you have worked hard!"
"By the way, yesterday a few colleagues asked me about illustrations, and they also wanted to ask you to draw. Do you still have time? As for the price, they took the initiative to raise it. As long as the quality does not decline, they can increase it for you. "
"I heard from Brother Pingtou that you are worried that it will be too long and you won't have time to read it. I spent a long time last night to help you select a few books, all of which are not many words and the author has a lot of money."
After talking, I sent a few books over.
"Look at it first. If you are interested in which book you want to pick up, let me know. I will recommend the author's WeChat account to you."
Well, Mr. Sleepy is also very active in this kind of matter.
"Okay, thank you."
Meng Fan really wanted to ask you if he was involved in this matter without updating yesterday, but if you think about it, hold back, let's use Qidian A's account to scold.
Master Kun sent three books, all of which were between 500,000 and 800,000 words, all of which were of the fantasy genre. Two of the authors were known to Meng Fan, and the other one had never heard of it but was at the level of a master.
Also, if you are not at the level of a master or quasi-master, firstly, you have a public account with a high number of followers, secondly, you don’t have the heart to make illustrations, and thirdly, you don’t have... money, at least it is impossible to spend 1,500 per week to pay for illustrations.
Adding all three books to the bookshelf, Meng Fan didn't read them right away. It was the same reason. There was time for drawing, but I really didn't have enough time for reading.
Of these three books, Meng Fan thought he could borrow one at most, at least in the near future, and he might consider picking up a few more after reading all the ones on hand.
Meng Fan felt that it was possible to take over the business of online text illustration, and the income was still second. The key was the drainage of the live broadcast room, and the traffic was relatively fixed.
This can be regarded as a great help to complete [Live Streaming Master].
Thinking of this, a person popped up in Meng Fan's mind. If you look for her, the traffic you can bring in a short period of time is absolutely beyond imagination, but... oh forget it, don't bother her, maybe there are some conditions to wait myself.
I drove out the demonic woman in my mind, and continued to watch "Supreme Sword Master".
"Damn, why didn't the task trigger when reading a book?"
Half an hour later, Meng Fan turned around and passed the neck that was no longer covered by the chin and the nape of the neck after running these days. Judging from the tasks that have been triggered so far, he thinks there will be achievement tasks related to reading books. Ah, but this system just didn't trigger itself.
I’m reading both e-books and physical books. Could it be that my reading posture is wrong
Zi.
A WeChat message popped up on the phone to remind him. When he clicked on it, the corner of Meng Fan's mouth twitched.
As soon as I thought of this woman, I immediately sent myself a WeChat message.
"Fanfan, I'm in Hangzhou today, and I want to see you."
"I do not want."
Meng Fan remembered the unpleasant meeting last time and refused decisively. It’s fine if you have to sneak around for the meeting. It’s fine if you spent more than an hour rushing there and stayed for less than ten minutes, but put that in your favorite food. Too much mustard is absolutely intolerable!
"If you don't want to see me so heartlessly, then you will always want to see me..."
Sent a picture over.
"I asked my friend to bring them from Neon. They are all souvenirs of the 50th anniversary of Boy Jump. There are two big boxes."
"Address, I'll be right there."
After Meng Fan saw the picture, he decisively changed his attitude. It was impossible to move his huge body to escape the teacher's eyes, so he could only pretend to be in pain and walk out while clutching his stomach.
Two and a half hours later, Meng Fan took the car to the downstairs of the dormitory, and Zhang Zhou, who was waiting for the call, helped move the two boxes in the back seat to the dormitory.
When I opened it, screams resounded through the fourth floor.
After Zhou Zhou calmed down, he stared at Meng Fan: "Fat, you probably have mines at home?"
"My house not only has mineral...spring water, but also potato chips, beef, and spicy strips!"
Meng Fan sorted out the handbooks, special periodicals, out-of-print cards, posters, illustrations, booklets, cups, T-shirts, autographs, three original manuscripts, and various other peripherals. He was still in a good mood, even though he was caught by the woman again this time. put together.