I have a lot of achievements

Chapter 31
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.

The adaptation of a novel, whether it is a manga adaptation or a 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 Word, typed "Chapter xxx", got up and made a cup of coffee, sat down and clicked on the scarf uncontrollably with the mouse, and swiped 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 the word. 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 [-], right? The [-] one I was looking for is often delayed, and the update volume is more exciting than yours!"

"I've read the book of Mr. Sleepy, and the illustrations that I posted are just right! The painters I found painted them... Hehe, no one would be able to guess the illustrations of which novel it is. , the illustrations of any novel you want to say are right, they are too uncharacteristic!"

Looking at these wechat messages, Mr. Sleepy couldn't help being amused, and sat up.

……

Meng Fan also drew [-] illustrations for "There Are Spirits Underground". After all, it is the first business to get a discount. Moreover, the illustrations for this book are very easy to draw, and many scenes in the novel are extravagant. Geng Meng Fan also drew them in, 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 the novel is too long and you don'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 doing this thing yesterday without updating, but if you think about it, hold back, let's use the account of Qidian APP to scold him.

Master Kun sent three books, all of which were between 50 and 80 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 1500 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 there was really not enough time for reading novels.

Of these three books, Meng Fan thought he could borrow one at most, at least in the near future. He might consider picking up a few more after he finished reading all the novels on hand in the future.

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... Forget it, don't bother her, maybe there are some conditions, etc. looking at 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 that there will be achievements related to reading and reading. Task, but this system just didn't trigger it for me.

I’m reading both e-books and physical books. Could it be that my reading posture is wrong?

Nourishing.

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 the meeting, and it’s fine if you spent more than an hour rushing there and stayed for less than 10 minutes, but you can 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 [-]th 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.

(End of this chapter)