"An Yi? I know! It's not our class, no, it should be the most beautiful girl in our entire Changling No. 1 Middle School. She is absolutely a school beauties, and she looks pitiful... I remembered that she seems to have entered our high school as an art student, right? Her grades are extremely poor, and she can't even compare to me, a guy who doesn't know how to get into No. 1 Middle School in the city! Not to mention you, a top student!" Cao Sheng said suddenly.

"She is a girl born for painting, and her grades have no meaning to her! Do you know the 'World Children's Painting Star', 'International Children's Calligraphy and Painting Competition', 'National Children's Art Cup Calligraphy and Painting Competition'?" Chen Ningfan seemed to be suppressing some emotion that wanted to explode.

"I know, I know! Didn't you win the silver award in the 'National Children's Art Cup Calligraphy and Painting Competition'? This is amazing. As for the first two, although they sound very international, I, Greater China, are the maker of the international order..."

Before Cao Sheng finished speaking, Chen Ningfan interrupted roughly: "You don't know anything at all! The 'World Children's Painting Star' and 'International Children's Calligraphy and Painting Competition' have the highest gold content, especially the 'World Children's Painting Star'! And as long as it is an international competition or a domestic competition, the gold medal, the first place, and the first prize will always belong to her! This is a real genius, an unquestionable genius!"

Seeing Chen Ningfan, who had always been calm, Cao Sheng was excited. He was a little surprised and couldn't help laughing and said, "You know An Yi so well, can you like others, right?"

Chen Ningfan seemed to be pinched to death. He blushed and retorted anxiously: "Don't talk nonsense. I just learned painting with her when I was a child in that 'master' who fell into the eyes of money!"

"Oh, I'm still a childhood sweetheart. Who is that 'master'?" Cao Sheng asked.

"Xu Liyong is known as the 'master' who is the best at cultivating painters, but his level is not very good. He is so strict that he can only teach the basics, but he wants money. He likes to say the most, 'What kind of art does he have to learn? Get out as soon as possible!'."

"Why did I stop painting in junior high school? He was hit to death by him! He said that people like me who have been learning to paint for the rest of their lives can only entertain themselves in the end..."

"Even An Yi can't satisfy him. He said at first that An Yi's paintings had spiritual energy but no foundation, castles in the air, garbage! Later, I don't know how good An Yi's foundation has been. I think it's better than him. He also said that it's full of craftsmanship, completely lacking in spirituality, garbage!"

"Then there was a change in An Yi's family and he had no money to give it to him. He asked An Yi to get out and stop learning to paint anymore! It's meaningless to not be able to support his own painter! My family is leaning against the place where he teaches painting. You don't know what kind of expression An Yi looks on his face when he was driven away..." Chen Ningfan said this almost gritted his teeth.

"No wonder I heard that An Yi had never painted a painting in the first semester of her first year of high school, and she did not show the appearance of an art student at all. She gave up painting completely, right? Then her grades may have been persuaded by the No. 1 Middle School in the second year of high school to transfer to school!" Cao Sheng sighed.

"So, that guy ruined a painting genius! Anyi shouldn't have gone to school in his hands at the beginning. Even if that guy is very famous in the entire Greater China, many new painters were trained by him..." Chen Ningfan was still indignant about An Yi's experience.

Cao Sheng felt that the topic was too far, so he quickly pulled it back and said, "So, it would be useless for you to ask me to find An Yi. She completely gave up painting! No matter what, let's become a cartoonist together. As the original author of the comic, you are the candidate for writing and painting!"

Chen Ningfan sneered: "You are too naive! Although commercial comics have no requirements for talent as much as artistic painting, the only one who can become a popular cartoonist is a small number of truly talented geniuses, and then they are ordinary gamblers."

"gambler?"

"Yes, the so-called cartoonist refers to a person who can live a lifetime by relying on comics. Even if he can be serialized in a weekly magazine, he will be ranked by readers every week. If he is not popular, he will be cut in half for ten weeks of serialization! If his works are sold well, or if he has many works sold one after another, he can eat for a lifetime. He is a cartoonist, such as Mr. Ke Yongqun, who has become the top cartoonist with his movie "Xiaying", and is a well-deserved pillar of "The Kingdom of War"!"

"If it cannot be sold to that level, it is an ordinary gambler. Many new cartoonists are working in other places while serving as assistants to popular cartoonists. Because if they don't do some work, they will starve to death..." Chen Ningfan unceremoniously attacked Cao Sheng's enthusiasm.

"Hey? How do you know cartoonists like this? Could it be that you have wanted to draw comics for a long time?" Cao Sheng's enthusiasm did not decline at all, but instead became more motivated.

"I..." Chen Ningfan wanted to speak but stopped, but said, "There are only 0.1% of people who are determined to become a cartoonist and can live a lifetime of comics. No, 0.1 is one in a thousand people. It should be 0.001%, and only one in a hundred thousand people! If you cooperate with me, it will be 0.0005%, and our income will be equal. There is such a slim chance, do you still want to be a cartoonist?"

"think!"

"You are really..."

...

An Yi did not expect that when he came to this special comic book store to find out the situation, he would accidentally meet his classmate. According to his memory in his mind, the classmate named Chen Ningfan was a boy with excellent grades and was quite handsome. However, he did not expect that he had learned painting with her when he was a child.

As for the little things he told about Anyi’s past, she had actually known a long time ago, but she had no resentment towards the “Xu Liyong” in her heart. No matter what, he was her teacher after all!

After hearing the conversation between them, An Yi knew the difficulty of being a cartoonist, and she was immediately full of confidence!

Because she has the strongest painting skills, there are countless classic stories from another world in her mind. All she has to do is turn these classic stories into comics!

However, before that, she had to buy many professional comic tools such as G-shaped pen, round-head pen, modification liquid, etc., including some background books and paintings, which are very important preliminary preparations.

Moreover, commercial comics are very different from artistic paintings. This is an inevitable thing. For example, it is very simple to draw a person who stops moving, but moving, expressive, and composition needs to be done. These must be thought in your own mind, which is completely different from drawing static pictures or landscape pictures!

In fact, this can also be compared to literary classics and commercial popular novels. The former emphasizes an artistic nature, reflecting the depth of human nature, the darkness of society, etc., but the latter requires a sense of rhythm, substitution, and a wonderful and refreshing plot...

Anyi didn't even have money to buy tools, and she didn't want to ask her brother for it.
Chapter completed!