Started as a comics editor

Chapter 32 Yeah

Tang Yao changed buses all the way and finally arrived home at around two o'clock in the afternoon. She took out her key and opened the door.

Because the time had not come yet, unlike in the past, this time there was no girl holding the clothes to look her up and down.

Although Tang Yao complained every time...Tang Xun's look was as if he was confirming whether his sister was still alive.

But it was a rare opportunity for her to go home without being stared at, and she actually felt a little uncomfortable.

All I can say is, what a damn habit, it’s terrible!
"...Let's work."

Tang Yao looked at the house that Xun had cleaned up and smiled gently. While thinking about something, she walked back to the room and prepared to start working.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy.

She told Shang Tao that two comics would be released in advance, but she didn't say that one of them would be drawn now...

So she doesn't have much time left, and she must finish the first few chapters of "Fate Zero" before Sunday.

If you can’t handle it…if you can’t handle it, you’re doomed!

There is no such possibility!
Although it is really a headache to draw so much in a short period of time.

Fortunately, Tang Yao had already started preparing and began thinking about the storyboard a few days ago, so she didn't have to start from scratch.

I can only say it's a blessing.

"Let's work hard."

Tang Yao sat at the table, took a deep breath, and began to draw.

Soon, the room became quiet, with only the rustling sound of pencils rubbing against the drawing paper echoing continuously.

Time passes slowly.

The afternoon sun fell into the small and cramped living room, then gradually tilted and moved... and finally turned into an orange sunset.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the rustling sound of the pencil rubbing against the drawing paper, which still echoes.

Click——

As the sunset disappears from the living room.

The sound of the door lock turning was heard, and the door was opened again. A young girl with a high ponytail, wearing a loose school uniform, walked in with two plastic bags in her hands.

She put down the plastic bag when she entered, then turned around to close the door. After bending down to change her shoes, she picked up the plastic bag again and muttered to herself, "Pork rib soup, garlic rapeseed, bitter melon beef..."

Sudden.

Tang Xun paused her muttering because she walked to the door of the room and saw her sister.

"..."

Tang Xun turned her head to look at Tang Yao who was concentrating, and was slightly startled, a little surprised... Then she seemed to have thought of something, her body became tense, and she immediately looked her sister up and down.

Tang Yao has an excellent sitting posture, so even when she is sitting, she is still very eye-catching, and her exquisite curves are perfect.

...There's nothing strange about it, I just put all my thoughts into the drawing paper.

Notice this.

Tang Xun slowly relaxed, then thought for a moment, walked over to Tang Yao, and glanced down at the drawing paper. On it, a graceful and elegant woman in a flowing battle dress stood before a church stained glass window. She turned to look at the camera, or rather, at someone, and asked, "I'm asking you, are you my Master?"

...seems to be a line.

Tang Xun looked at the heroic female character that leapt onto the paper for a moment, then shifted her gaze upwards, gazing at her sister's graceful profile.

She was a little confused about what her sister was thinking. Before it was human heads and balloons, and now it was... a female knight?

not understand.

"Why are you back so early today?"

Tang Xun stood aside and watched silently for a long time. When she found that her sister had not noticed her, she could only remind her out loud.

"!!!"

Tang Yao was completely immersed in the world of comics. Suddenly, a voice came from her ear, which scared her... She covered her chest with her hands and shrank to the side suddenly, feeling a little scared.

Tang Xun: “…”

"Xiao Xun...why are you walking silently?"

A few seconds later.

Tang Yao finally saw who was standing next to her, patted her chest lightly and breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Xun looked at her sister: "I've been standing next to you for almost ten minutes."

"Really? That might be because I'm too involved."

Tang Yao sat up straight again... probably realizing how immersed she had been just now, she scratched her face, a little embarrassed: "I had something urgent to do, so I came back early... By the way, welcome home."

Talking and talking.

Tang Yao suddenly thought of something...she raised her head again and began to look up and down at the girl standing next to her.

However, because Xun was standing relatively close, Tang Yao could only start from her flat belly, slowly looking along the curve of her waist, passing by her tall and proud figure that could not be concealed even by her loose school uniform, and finally stopping at that cute little face that still had a bit of childishness.

have to say.

My sister is so beautiful.

Tang Yao sighed sincerely in her heart.

Tang Xun noticed her sister's gaze wandering over her, but she didn't try to avoid it. Instead, a hint of confusion appeared in her eyes: "...What's wrong?"

"Look, everyone asks that, right?"

Tang Yao showed a malicious expression, put her hand on her cheek, tilted her head and said, "I'm suddenly being stared at from head to toe."

Tang Xun reacted, "...revenge?"

"Ah."

"You are so childish." "Yeah."

"...I'm talking about you, not the way I look at other people. I look at you every day for a reason."

"Oh, then tell your sister about it."

"..."

"I know, don't worry about me."

Although Tang Xun chose to remain silent and did not speak.

But Tang Yao had already guessed what her sister was thinking. She removed her hand from her cheek and leaned back in her chair to stretch her body, as if to show the girl next to her that she was fine. "I've gotten over it. I won't collapse like I did last week. Don't worry."

Speaking of which.

Tang Yao glanced at the drafts she had drawn on the table, smiled softly, picked up one of them, turned around and showed it to Tang Xun: "Your sister is working amazingly every day now."

"..."

Tang Xun looked at the smile on her sister's face, was silent for a long time, and finally... nodded gently.

Then, she slowly lowered her gaze to the female knight on the drawing paper: "Is this a new comic?"

"Ah."

Tang Yao put down the drawing paper and looked at Altria Pendragon, also known as Saber, with a nostalgic expression. She whispered, "New comics... Xun, next week I can make all the comic readers shout out her name. Do you believe it?"

This is indeed worth remembering.

Although "Fate Zero" is extremely good in terms of rhythm, plot, and painting... it will still be excellent if you watch it again after a few years.

But the world is not static, and the stories audiences want to see are constantly changing.

As time goes by, the core stories of many animations are no longer accepted by newer audiences.

The most obvious one should be "Toradora!". Perhaps from the perspective of the audience at that time, this was a masterpiece of campus romance, and the heroine could even win the title of "Moe King" in 2009.

But many new generation audiences do not buy into this animation.

Tsundere's retreat from the environment is not a joke.

Now it is really out of the environment.

Times are changing, and everything is moving forward, independent of human will... Of course, perhaps in a few years when the economic situation improves, the tolerance and aesthetic taste of the new generation may return to that era.

Although "Fate Zero" is not completely out of touch with the times, it is indeed a product of the old era, and has also been criticized for being pretentious and having a serious middle school vibe.

When Tang Yao traveled through time, this IP had already become a thing of the past that could be recalled.

So she really missed it.

She is also a member of the old era.

I can only say, fortunately... the world has not reached that stage yet.

Tang Xun was silent for a moment after hearing what her sister said: "...Today is already Thursday."

"As for fantasy, you have to be bold."

Tang Yao turned her head and looked at her sister who was ruining her career. She didn't mind at all and just chuckled, "Besides, how can you make a lot of money if you don't even dare to dream about it?"

"Also, you have to remember this, Xun."

Speaking of which.

Tang Yao thought about it and decided to try to untie the girl's knot.

She turned her chair to face the girl beside her, then gently lifted her hand and said softly, "If you have anything you want to do, you must tell me. As long as it is within the normal range, I will support you no matter what. Don't worry about money, and don't feel hopeless because the goal is too far away.

Dreams, after all, are just expectations for the future. Once you become desperate, hesitant, and retreat, you will soon forget them.

At least, give it a try. I will always support you, okay?"

last life.

She was always looking back and forth, worrying about this and that, and finally forgot her original dream and didn't even try.

She didn't want the girl in front of her to be like her.

She will earn the money soon.

Even if it means becoming a cartoonist.

"..."

Tang Xun's little hand gently rested on her sister's palm, and the coldness she had in the past instantly dissipated a lot, and she became like a well-behaved kitten instead.

She looked at her serious sister, pursed her cherry lips, and instead of answering in a half-sarcastic way as usual, she nodded obediently: "Yeah."

"Also, thank you for your hard work during this period."

Tang Yao glanced at the plastic bag of vegetables and meat at her feet, and said softly with an apologetic tone, "Even if I come back early, I can't help you share the burden..."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xun immediately revealed an expression that said, "You're talking nonsense again!" She then pulled her hand away from her sister's and instantly transformed back into a cool and innocent girl. "You're my biological sister."

As she spoke, she picked up the plastic bag at her feet and turned to walk out the door: "Even if you really become a shut-in and do nothing from now on, I will still take care of you."

Tang Yao was stunned for a moment, feeling something was wrong: "Is it the other way around?"

“No.”

"I'm the older sister, right?"

“No.”

Tang Xun walked towards the semi-open kitchen on the balcony, and the voice came from afar.

(End of this chapter)