Chapter 363 (1/2)

The Illustration has been Uploaded

Su Li no longer gave a damn about being called the “Pan of the generation” or “The Color of Curses.”After all, it boosted her fame and income. In the scale of her heart, money weighed so much more than a few gags.

Lady Zhao’s concerns for Su Li’s wellbeing warmed her heart to the core. Hence, she was more than glad to draw for Lady Zhao. Fortunately, this was not as complicated as “Altair,” where even the original author could not properly convey her intentions.

“Bakuman” was a satisfying read for Su Li. It almost felt as if she was reading a fully illustrated manga.

Mangaka were the real Bakuman. They required far more effort to satisfy their readers than writers did. One artist cannot illustrate without the exquisite skill of creative drawing, nor without the fine image of story scripting. How could it be easy to be a Mangaka?

Some people did stumble upon fame by a stroke luck.

Basic literacy was all one needed to write a novel.

That’s how it appeared to be from the outside of the novel writers’ world. Yet, the reality was not so simple. Except for those who were genuinely talented, most of them had to struggle for some time before they saw the light at the end of the tunnel.

Han Leng and Shi Jingnian were both gifted authors. Any of their leisurely scribbles would surpass the lifeblood-letting efforts of anyone else.

There were outstanding novel authors in web domain as well. Every first chapter they wrote would earn over 10,000 subscribers. Their income easily went over 100,000 RMB. It was absurd.

Yes, consistent hard work was a must. Yet, the most crucial criteria that mattered for an art producer was talent.

Su Li finished the latest episode of “Bakuman” and stepped out of its world. It had struck so close to home that she felt that she had been a part of its world, as an illustrator herself. Teacher Ya Jing’s outstanding writing had encapsulated the experience. The adorable book-eating female scholar definitely caught Su Li’s attention.

Of course, the author managed to portray the rest of the characters well. Yet, they seemed to exist only for Wen Qingyu to review and describe. She was the goddess that gave life to all the other characters in the book. Hence, this was an easy task for Su Li to illustrate the character, Wen Qingyu. Unlike “Altair” who was abstract and distant, every stroke she performed for Wen Qingyu was solid.

As they dined, with a crooked grin on her face, she asked, “How do you think Wen Qingyu would react to my fanservicedrawings, or some of those 18x adult comics? How would they taste like?”

Zhao Youyue rolled her eyes. Su Li was still that same dirty minded person she knew.

As Wen Qingyu in the real world, Zhao Youyue modestly answered, “Wen Qingyu only reads and eats novels. She would only put the most delectable of choices on her tongue. Your drawings are all messed up. They won’t even be edible.”

Zhao Youyue could not even begin imagining what would happen if Wen Qingyu ate porn comics. Would she get horny right after that?

That’s a deadly form of aphrodisiac!

Su Li sneered and said, ” It would be fresh and juicy, I guarantee it. I am confident with my ‘cooking.’”