Chapter 1754: At the beginning (1/2)
That night, a letter from the future wife was quiet again, lying flat in the drawer.
At this time, Zhang Wanlin had just returned from the bath, and it was exactly ten o'clock.
Open the letter.
”Are you happy to hear my compliment?
Is it the first time to realize that learning is also a joyful thing?
Zhang Wanlin, have you ever wondered why you got such a good grade in the exam? ”
”You may come down to cheating, and you know the problem a day in advance, but these are not the main points.
There are no answers to those questions. You did it all night by yourself, the result of your own hard work. ”
”Did you see the reason?
You are not worthless, but you have never studied seriously.
In fact, you are smarter than most people, but you never noticed it. ”
”This letter, I just want you to show your unique talent.”
Reading here, what talent does Zhang Wanlin think he will have?
Memory, this should be regarded as one.
Or play games?
Forget it, he can't even play games for the old lady.
”In fact, the answer can be found from your good language scores.
You may want to attribute it to memory, yes, that's true, but not the main thing, as long as you have the ability to write stories.
Haven't you noticed that every time your composition is almost always ranked first in the class? ”
”Although your sister has a lot of funds to ensure the creation of comics in the future, it is not surprising that it will be difficult for her to come out of the climate in less than three years.
You can help her, use the thoughts in your heart, the story in your heart, and write a script to her.
She will become popular because of it. ”
”Then you will definitely ask, what kind of script will make her popular?
It's very simple. It's the story you have always wanted to write in your heart. Don't tell me you haven't thought about it.
As long as you write that story. ”
The letter came to an abrupt end, and the graceful words stopped at a dimpled smiling face.
The text is over, but the fragrance of the letter still lingers in Zhang Wanlin's heart.
Zhang Wanlin thought, the story in his heart?
Affected by the old sister, Zhang Wanlin had actually planned to write stories long ago, but there were too many stories, and he was too lazy to mention a pen.
Also, what kind of story is a good story? How can he choose to judge that this story can help the old lady?
The story written in the letter that I have always wanted to write, the concept itself is very vague.
Zhang Wanlin put the letter back in the drawer, looked at the stars outside the window, and focused on thinking.
The story I want to write the most: The wandering Sanmao, the passionate boxer, the boiling blue ball, the mecha fight, and so on.
But to find one of the words that I want to write the most...a meteor drew in front of Zhang Wanlin at exactly this time, making his eyes bright.
Why can't it be the battle of mecha?
He likes mecha the most, and there are a lot of hands in the room, and he can write several papers on the collected information.
No one knows and thinks better than him in mecha.
By the way, Mecha! Zhang Wanlin put the book in place and started pens. His mind turned into neat words and paragraphs on the paper.
The plots are leaping on the paper, opening up a small context for the vast story, and all the wonderful scenes in the future will be presented in this way.
At the same time, Lin Yue was carefully pondering in the study.
Before opening a new comic, she has to read a lot of comics, select a few of them that cater to the market, and then make her own unique style.
This is a universal method. She has always used it this way before, but the works she writes have never been better, and most of them are mediocre.
Many latecomers, even a high school student or a junior high school student, are better than her cartoonist who came out of the university.
It's ironic.