In the dead of night, Li Qin was so hot that it was difficult to sleep.

She was about to get up for a glass of water, but was surprised to find that the lights next door were still on.

"Why isn't this kid sleeping?" Li Qin walked over curiously and looked inside through the crack in the door.

I saw Meng Shu sitting at the desk, moving quickly on the paper with a pen.

Li Qin's eyes widened, this kid was actually reviewing? She looked at the ground, textbooks and notes were scattered all over the ground, she had never seen Meng Huo revise so hard—he had really changed.

Walking softly to the living room, Li Qin smiled.

"Let's give him an extra egg for breakfast tomorrow."

And in the room, what Meng Huo Dragon Flying Phoenix Dance depicts is of course not a review question, but a comic.

He rummaged through the history books and the various newspapers in the room, and had determined that there were no classic manga such as "Dragon Ball" and "Naruto" in this world, and there were also no classic web novels such as "Breaking the Sky" and "Full-time Master".

Novels and comics became Meng's first choice to make money, and the first choice was, of course, novels with less effort. However, the novel industry in this world is very developed, and the rise of online novels is ten years earlier than the previous life, and the entire market is a red sea of fierce competition.

On the contrary, the original comic market is a blue ocean.

Original comics appeared later than novels, and due to the development of the novel market, the comic industry gradually emerged in order to expand the benefits of copyright. The comic characters are distinct, easy to understand, and suitable for all ages, and the entire industry is like a snowball, and now it has spread all over the world.

However, it was limited by two decisive factors, one was the lack of professional comic education, the shortage of talents, and the fact that they were all hired by large companies to adapt popular novels, and the production of original comics was very small. Second, there is a problem with the marketing model, and the comic journal is not concerned.

Today's comic market is dominated by adaptations of novels, and its biggest limitation is that readers know the plot of the road, and the comic company does not dare to change the original book casually, and the readers who know the plot of the road will not watch it every week, they are more willing to buy a single book.

This has led to the peculiar phenomenon of dismal sales of comic journals and magazines, and the exceptionally popular single book. This phenomenon is very beneficial to Meng Huo, because it means that as long as he can put out excellent content in the form of comics, he can stand out.

Novels and comics are closely related, many people can write novels, but very few people can draw comics. Meng Huo has spent most of his life on these things, and his pen power and painting skills are extraordinary, and he should be able to break a broad road.

He can start with original comics and step by step into other industries.

"Very good, the foundation is still there!" Meng Shu put down his pen and breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the dozens of cartoons on the table. The crossing did not return his skills to the original point, whether it is handwriting, style or painting skills, there is not much difference from the previous life, as long as you practice for a while, you can recover.

As long as the strength is there, Meng Shu is not afraid of anything.

"But it's really strange......" He picked up the comic and frowned and looked at it: "It's so smooth, no matter how you say that drawing a comic always has to reimagine the storyboard, why don't I even have to think about the storyboard?" ”

The so-called storyboard is a term for comics, and the layout of the comic must be designed on paper, and then the original draft can be drawn according to the layout. The process was like developing a draft and structure, and Meng was surprised that he was able to draw the original without storyboarding, as if he had already known the way.

"Forget it, I don't want it."

Meng Shu stretched his waist and picked up the history book next to him as a novel, but it didn't take long for a strange feeling to appear in his mind: he seemed to know what the next page was, and which line and word the key points started with.

"No......"

Meng Shu had flipped through it casually before, how could he remember it so clearly. He immediately turned to the next page, and it was exactly what he had in mind!

A ridiculous idea welled up.

Meng Shu took out the language book, quickly scanned the dozen pages, and then closed it. He took a deep breath, then closed his eyes and began to recall, and slowly, the entire Chinese textbook opened like a 3D image, and the table of contents, texts, notes, and even the crumpled page numbers were clear.

"Never forget!" He jumped up excitedly: "No, it can't be...... But the memory of the previous life is also very clear, the twelfth sentence of the first chapter of Journey to the West seems to be Shao Kangjie: 'Half of the winter solstice, the heart of heaven has not changed. At the beginning of the yang, when all things are not born'? ”

", I'm in a bunker!"

Meng Shu really never forgot it, not only in this life, but even in the previous life, the things in the previous life are clear, could it be that the crossing made his head follow the enlightenment! As long as he has this ability, he can perfectly reproduce the comics of his previous life, and he is worried that he will not make money?

But that way, he doesn't have to waste time at school.

"No, why don't I go to school if I can remember it?" If you can find a school with easy academics, then Meng's diploma is like giving it away for nothing.

Strength is the key, and students with strength are popular wherever they go. Meng Shu looked at the junior high school textbook on the table and felt that there was definitely no harm in taking the high school entrance examination, he could review while preparing comics, which would also reassure Li Qin.

After a busy night, after dawn, Meng Xu asked Li Qin not to go to school.

"Anyway, the school class is over, and I can't study quietly when I go there, so it's better to stay at home." He explained it this way.

Li Qin originally wanted to refuse, but she remembered Meng Huo's hard work last night and hesitated, there was no computer at home and no money for the child to play, so she might as well agree: "Okay, I will call your homeroom teacher." ”

She asked for leave for Meng Huo, and the head teacher Bai Hui was angry with yesterday, and as soon as he heard the leave, he replied, "If you don't come, forget it" and hung up the phone.

"What did you do at school?" Li Qin was full of doubts, and Meng Shu blinked innocently: "I didn't do anything, I was in a hurry to pick you up." ”

Li Qin was stunned for a moment, a little unhappy.

"This teacher is really, what kind of attitude, children can't teach well, how can they still care about a day after a day......"

She was very happy that Meng Shu came to pick her up yesterday.

"Then I'll go to work, you review quietly at home, and there are some leftovers left in the refrigerator for you to eat at noon."

"Good!" Meng Shu sent Li Qin out with a smile on his face, then slept until noon, and began to review after eating.

At half past ten in the evening, Li Qin did not rush home, but knocked on the door of the neighbor's house.

"Meng Huo? I don't seem to see him go out today. The neighbor's answer reassured Li Qin, and the child did stay at home to review.

Opening the door, Li Qin was stunned, she saw that the lights in the living room were on, and a big bowl of hot egg fried rice was placed on the table.

"Mom, welcome back! That's the meal I just heated, and you eat it while it's hot. ”

Meng Huo's voice came from the room inside, and Li Qin's eyes turned red, this was the first time Meng Huo had prepared a meal for her.

"Didn't I say that the factory would provide dinner?" Li Qin wiped the corners of her eyes and ate the egg fried rice with joy on her face.

She put away the dishes and chopsticks, and knocked on Meng Shu's door before taking a shower and getting ready to go to bed.

"Xiao Xu, don't look too late and break your body."

"Zhilu Dao."

After receiving the answer, Li Qin went to sleep with peace of mind.

Time passed in the simple interaction between the mother and son, and Meng Huo spent two weeks memorizing the entire elementary and junior high school textbooks, and he no longer had to review. There are still more than ten days before the high school entrance examination, and Meng Shu seized the time to prepare the comics.

The choice of the first comic is very critical, Meng Shu did not directly adapt the comic from the novel of his previous life, he did not dare to take the risk, and put the comic priority on the original comic work.

"Dragon Ball" was the first to be on the list, this is a classic manga that has been serialized for more than ten years, but the initial results of this manga serialization were not particularly popular, and it was not until the author added the theme of "the pursuit of power" to the story that it became popular.

Then there are the three major migrant manga of "Death", "Naruto", and "One Piece", and Meng Shu still has no choice. The reason is that the painting style and the world view of these three comics are relatively special, and he wants a comic that is closer to reality and more youthful as a start.

After two days of screening, Meng took a fancy to "Detective Conan". It's a typical boy-and-girl manga, close to reality and suspenseful at the same time, and it starts very well and does not get worse than other comics.

Meng Huo concentrated on painting "Detective Conan", and after a few days of practice, his painting skills returned to the best state of his previous life.

Drawing comics is a complicated job, and although not having to draw storyboards has greatly reduced Meng Shu's drawing time, it took Meng Huo four full days to complete the first episode and more than 20 pages of the first draft of the comics for the first time, which is already a very surprising speed.

"Okay, it's just the last one and you're done!"

Meng Shu stretched his waist and prepared to draw the last picture, this picture has only one shot, and it should be very simple to draw.

However, as soon as the brush landed on the paper, a bright light suddenly flashed. A wonderful picture came to Meng Shu's mind: a crescent moon hung in the sky, and a boy sat on the grass, who seemed to have just woken up from a coma, dressed in disarray, and a gust of wind blew through his drifting sea, revealing those big puzzled eyes.

"Huh?"

Meng Shu suddenly woke up, and the brush in his hand stopped. His pupils shrank, and he was surprised to find that he had completed the last picture—the scene that flashed in his mind just now, which was drawn on paper, and people couldn't take their eyes off it.

This is not an ordinary comic, the seemingly simple picture exudes a touch of elegance. The whole painting unexpectedly shows a layered sense of ink, like a Chinese painting with life, from which Meng Shu can feel a strong oriental charm.

"It's amazing......"

He put down his pen tremblingly, his wrist slightly sore, proving that the painting was indeed from his hands.

The clock on the desk ticks.

Meng Shu turned his head to look at the clock, which had already turned half a circle. Time was thirty minutes faster than the image came to his mind, but it only left him with a momentary phantom. Meng Shu realized that he had just entered a state of fascination and could not see time, and in this state, he easily drew the scene in his head.

Thinking of the past, Meng Shu felt that this might also be an ability brought by the crossing.

"A flash of inspiration is called a flash of inspiration!"

He temporarily gave the new ability an easy-to-understand name - the comics drawn by this ability are not like comics, and the quality far surpasses the original book, if you can make full use of it, wouldn't it be invincible to the world?