The beginning of "Quick Tide" is the usual writing technique used by the trembling raccoon cat, with gloomy and concise language and writing style, declarative sentences and strong personal characteristics, which makes people unable to help reading it.

Shi Yin thought for a long time, how to express that feeling on the first page.

She has never painted a comic with this suspense style. Compared with the boy manga, the suspense detective comics are very different. The rhythm of the storyboard and the feeling of white space in each frame have to be found slowly by herself. Moreover, Shi Yin is also trying to convert other people's words into a storyboard draft.

When writing scripts by yourself, my mind is probably very clear, but it is not the case if I draw someone else's.

And this person didn't tell her what was later.

Shi Yin was speechless, but in the end there was nothing he could do. She posted on Weibo and discussed cooperation. She couldn't regret it and said that I wouldn't draw anymore and break up with him.

I can only draw as much as possible according to her understanding and ideas.

Shi Yin was crying but no tears, and silently complained about the trembling raccoon cat a hundred times again.

In addition to "The Low Tide", the October issue of "Red Moon" was released, and the second episode of "The Dragon Bird" received unprecedented praise.

The setting of the two protagonists, the setting of the likable and distinct character, and the fighting style of using a knife, the first two chapters of the first two episodes will be climaxed and directly entered the main plot.

Hongming is a little pitiful little girl who is disgusted by the "creator" and is chased by the sword of a twin brother. The dragon bird in the building is a vicious and crazy old fairy who has been resurrected from death and has been ruined for thousands of years.

The two of them have no aura except friendship in the content, but such a double protagonist character is destined to attract a wave of CP fans.

This book has only been updated for two months, and Shi Yin felt the changes in the increase in his Weibo fans.

Of course, there may also be an impact on "The Low Tide".

After Gu Congli said that he would not urge Shi to recite the drawings, he really never mentioned this matter again.

Shi Yin has been changing from the editor-in-chief to the present few months, and he has been very fragile every day by his fast-paced urging manuscripts. This person suddenly became quiet, and she was still a little uncomfortable, and even started drawing the original manuscript very automatically and consciously.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable to say that human nature is inherently cheap.

The storyboard draft of the third chapter is already available, and she now has two assistants, so the speed of the manuscript is still very considerable.

More than ten days in advance, Shi Yin sent all the original manuscripts of the third chapter to Gu Congli.

The man probably didn't expect it to knock on a [.] over.

Period is an indispensable and important part of human chat history. A period can express many different meanings in different contexts, just like a question mark.

Shi Yin didn't know what Gu Congli's last stop meant, so she also returned to the last stop.

Gu Congli:【.】

Shi Yin:【?】

Gu Congli: [Wow.]

Shi Yin: "..."

You're a damn.

Shi Yin pushed the table and leaned back, twisting the painful back of his neck while typing: [The original manuscript of the third chapter is all here, please.]

Gu Congli: [Yes, received.]

His performance seemed plain and natural, but Shi Yin was a little dazed.

She raised her hand and touched her forehead.

That soft and cold touch was as clear as if it had happened yesterday.

Gu Congli kissed her forehead and said seriously that he wanted to chase her.

Shi Yin understood, but she didn't.

This incident was even so magical that it was strange that Shi Yin didn't tell anyone.

After thinking about it, she took the cell phone on the table and sent Fang Shu WeChat: [Table, Gu Congli seems to like me, he said he wants to chase me.]

Three minutes later, Fang Shu replied: [No. 600, Wanping South Road, I suggest you go and have a look.]

“…”

No. 600 Wanping South Road, a famous mental hospital in S City.

Shi Yin put down his cell phone, bulged his cheeks and breathed out.

Look, no one will believe it. Not only will she not believe it, but she will even feel that her mind is broken.

But the fact is that this man really came to her house for several weekends, and she really didn't ring the doorbell and woke her up. After breakfast was prepared, she put it on the dining table and sat quietly in the living room while watching the computer while waiting for her to get up.

Sometimes I slap my heart until noon before coming out of the bedroom, and others have already left, but I will leave a note on the table.

Shi Yin thought for a moment that there was an extra snail girl at home, which was novel and at a loss.

This feeling of being at a loss is simple and simple, and with explanations that can make everyone understand, it is probably - Daniel Wu, who is really chasing you.

Her head was quiet for a long time. After more than ten minutes, Daniel Wu sent a message again: [I finished reading it, there is no problem.]

Shi Yin was still thinking about something, so she gave her an expression: [Oh, OK.]

Daniel Wu asked again: [Are you free on weekends?]

Shi Yin blinked.

She originally planned to take a two-day break and then finish the storyboard draft of "The Low Tide" on Saturday.

After all, it was her private job, so she couldn't take the initiative to tell Gu Congli about this, but she reposted it on Weibo, so Gu Congli shouldn't have missed it.

Since he didn't ask, Shi Yin didn't say anything. He just thought about it and gave him a questioning expression.

Gu Congli did not reply.

After a while, Shi Yin's phone rang.

She glanced at the caller ID, licked her lips, and answered: "Hey..."

He was very quiet, not like he was in the office, with a little echo, probably going to the stairwell to make a phone call, or something like: "Saturday, are you free?"

Shi Yin first saw Gu Congli, and even the one who had not even seen him, he developed a certain desire for him, because of his voice.

His voice sounds so nice.

On WeChat or q.q, she could just type and other things to let go. She changed to a phone call. Shi Yin immediately surrendered: "I have it,"

After saying that, she despised herself for two seconds: "What are you doing?"

Gu Congli said: "Date."

Shi Yin remembered what he said last time “date” and curled his lips: “What kind of festival is Saturday?”

He laughed, his voice softly: "It's my birthday."

Shi Yin was stunned.

She really didn't know when his birthday was.

Shi Yin took away his phone, looked at the calendar quickly, found the next Saturday, and then came back to his ear: "You are a Scorpio."

"Um?"

"No wonder you are so cruel."

Gu Congli: "..."

On Saturday, I sang early.

She went to the cake room to order a cake one day in advance. The cake room was very close to her community. Shi Yin went down to get it in her home clothes, and it was less than ten o'clock when she came back.

The time I made an appointment with Gu Congli was noon. After Shi Yin came back, she put on makeup and began to get confused about her clothes.

When I first met him again, every time I met him, Shi Yin would rack his brains to think about what to wear.

Later she felt that her behavior was quite boring.

It was as if he was still secretly looking forward to his appearance that he could attract some of his attention.

In addition to the subsequent raids, Shi Yin simply let himself go, and he had seen all the dark circles and edema faces when he was not awake.

But now it's different.

As autumn begins, the weather turns cooler and the temperature difference between day and night is very large. It should be cold at night when wearing a skirt, so finally choosing to wear pants.

When Gu Conglih was just noon, Shi Yin ran over to open the door for him, with high-waisted pencil pants, thin windbreaker and jacket, standing barefoot at the door, tilting his head to look at him.

When he saw someone, Shi Yin smiled: "Happy birthday, editor-in-chief."

Gu Congli didn't say anything, put his hand on the door handle, and felt the ends of her hair brushing the back of his hand, a little itchy.

Shi Yin had already run into the house, carried the cake in one hand, came over with a bag, and went out wearing shoes.

The two of them went to have a simple lunch first. During this period, Gu Congli answered a call, as if someone was urging him.

Gu Congli hung up the phone and raised his eyes to ask her: "Do you want to hit the table?"

Shi Yin blinked and bit the noodles in her mouth and swallowed: "I listen to you, today you are the biggest."

He suddenly smiled, his thin lips curled up, and the light brown eyes were clear and shallow.

I don't know which sentence pleased him again.

After lunch, Gu Congli drove her to a billiards club that looked very high-end.
To be continued...