Another World Under My Pen

Chapter 159: Commission

"Oh, I'm still a mortal after all!"

After two weeks of headaches, Sun Peng recognized it completely.

The text of Lion, Witch and Wardrobe is easy to write. Refer to the content of the movie and try to write it in simple language that is easy for children to understand. After spending two or three days, Sun Peng racked his brains to write a super-condensed version of more than 10,000 words, which he thought was pretty good. Anyway, for children, one should be simple in text, and second, it should be easy to understand, not so. How poor and particular.

But when Sun Peng set about drawing pictures, he was stumped.

How to draw?

After checking some information online, Sun Peng found that he really underestimated the picture book for the children. It seems that they are all simple pictures, but how to use these pictures to express the content of the story, choose those pictures that are easy to attract children's attention, how to design, how to distribute the proportion of each part of the content...

This is a learning!

Even if he is a student of animation, his own drawing skills are not bad, but knowing how to do it is totally different from knowing how to do it. Moreover, the picture books for children are completely different. If Sun Peng had to paint, it might be the result of painting tigers not being an anti-dog. The style positioning of picture books is also a problem. If it is something for young children, it does not matter if the drawing is simpler, and the length cannot be long, but if the story of more than 10,000 words is to be compiled into a picture book, there are at least ten books. Eight books are actually not picture books for young children, but comic strips for older children...

Sun Peng now finally understands why there are such creatures as picture book writers.

After two days of trouble, Sun Peng couldn't help sighing: "Oh, it's better to do it in plain text... If you have read the original in your previous life, it will be fine."

Sun Peng does not know if there are picture books, but there are many versions of the original seven books online.

"Sorry, Mr. Louis."

The more I think about it, the more trouble I feel, so I decided to let the first book of this set of books, the one with the most popular movie box office, appear in this world. Sun Peng first paid a minute of silence for the original author on earth, and then dialed. The phone number of Zheng Ye, editor of Shuxiang Publishing House: "Hello, editor Zheng, haha, I'm Lao Bai."

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"I understand, I understand, the two books may be printed at the same time next month, right? I have heard from the agent."

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"Uh, about the publication of Shendiao, you should discuss it with my agent, it is not very convenient on my side, haha...hehe...hehe..."

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"You can put aside the divine carving thing first, editor Zheng, I have something to ask you for help!"

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"That's right, I know that your company also publishes children's books, and there seems to be a lot... Yes, after all, children's books are also one of the largest sections of the publishing market. Is it easy for children to make money... I just want to ask, you Do you know if there are any better children's picture book writers in the capital?"

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"In fact, it's nothing, I want to find a picture book writer to help draw the book!"

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After wiping the cold sweat, Sun Peng hung up the phone.

Talking to this editor is really too much trouble, just want to find a good picture book writer, that guy babbled for a long time to add printing, the publication of the sculpture, and later even asked what he was looking for a picture book writer. Are you going to switch careers and write children's stories...

It's a mother-in-law!

However, Zheng Ye agreed to give him a reply, finally letting Sun Peng breathe a sigh of relief.

No way, when he found that if he really had to paint the lion, the witch and the magic wardrobe by himself, it would probably take at least a year, or even more than a year, and it was not necessarily suitable, he finally had no choice but to choose Give up, but find a professional children's picture book writer to help.

When Sun Peng is the author, others are drawing.

Anyway, when Sun Peng told his niece in his previous life, he found that the text and drawing of many picture books were separated. It was like a movie. The screenwriter was responsible for writing the script, and the director was responsible for turning them into pictures. Moreover, a well-written script does not necessarily mean that the movie is made well. The director’s skill is also very important...

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Three days later, ten o'clock in the morning.

Carrying a gift box, Sun Peng knocked on the door of a rented house in a run-down community.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

The owner opened the door and looked at Sun Peng carefully through the thick glass lens.

He was twenty-six or seventeen years old, about 1.6 meters tall, a little thin, with a fair complexion, and a pretty and delicate appearance. This was Sun Peng's first impression of a girl.

"Hello, are you Miss Yu Ruonan? I am Sun Peng who called you yesterday."

Looking at the young girl with a little messy hair and a little pale face, Sun Peng smiled in a polite manner.

"Oh, Anan, there is a Mr. Sun looking for you!"

The young girl turned her head, yelled at the inside of the house, then turned her head and smiled reluctantly. She seemed to hesitate and said: "Mr. Sun, right? Please come in... Sorry, there is a mess in the house. Forgive me."

When Sun Peng entered the slippers, another young girl just walked out of a room after hearing the sound.

"..."

Looking at the girl's appearance, the corners of Sun Peng's mouth couldn't help but twitch several times.

... Is this playing Sadako 3D?

A wrinkled white nightdress, a tangled hair that covers the entire face, and the wobbly footsteps that seem to be drifting... If it weren't for a normal girl next to him, Sun Peng would definitely turn around immediately. Just run!

"Anan, go and freshen up!"

The young girl also noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly ran over to push Yu Ruonan, and pulled her into the bathroom with a distressed expression. At the same time, she also vaguely blocked Sun Peng’s vision, and then ran to the house to give her She took a dress and went in.

At the same time, Sun Peng is also looking at this rental house.

A typical small apartment with two bedrooms and one living room, the living room is very small, and the building area is at most fifty or sixty. There are many houses of this kind in the capital. It’s no surprise, but what makes Sun Peng frown is that the old houses in the old community are well decorated. Why is the place where the two girls live so messy? There was also a bucket of instant noodles from last night on the table, and various items were scattered on the table on the ground, as if they had just been patronized by thieves.

So after coming out of the bathroom, the girl immediately noticed Sun Peng’s weird expression, and her face was reddened and she walked over and said, “Sorry, Anan stayed up late to draw pictures last night and painted until early morning. This is just getting up... I'm sorry, she didn't tell me that someone is coming today. Our house is really messed up... I'm sorry, you just sit and wait for a while, I'll boil the pot of water."

After three consecutive embarrassments, the girl trot to the kitchen.

Sun Peng was a little embarrassed to say that.

Originally, he was still a little unhappy. After all, he had made an appointment to visit at ten o'clock this morning. After you came, you were still sleeping. Naturally, it was not taken seriously. But when he heard that it was early in the morning, Sun Peng was relieved-an artist, can he be called an artist without any problems?

but……

After thinking about it, Sun Peng couldn't help but shook his head.

Even if you are very dedicated and work until the early hours of the morning, you still have an appointment to meet in the morning! People are here and you haven't woken up yet, it's basically a problem...

"Tsk tusk, deserve to live here!"

Recalling Zheng Ye's introduction to Yu Ruonan, the painter was very good but the story was too bad, and the submissions were repeatedly rejected. Sun Peng vaguely seemed to understand something. Even if those who play with pens live by imagination, but like this person who is completely immersed in his own world, he is either a genius or a waste material. Look at this living environment...

Just as Sun Peng was thinking about it, the girl walked out of the kitchen.

As she began to tidy up the messy room quickly, the girl said apologetically: "Sorry, Mr. Sun, Ruo Nan didn't tell me that someone is coming back today... I am Ruo Nan's roommate Chen Ruoyi, are you her friend? "

"Huh? Oh, no, it's not."

Sitting and watching others busy, Sun Peng shook his head a little uncomfortably and smiled: "I only learned about Miss Yu through other people's introductions. I want to ask her to help draw a picture book...Is Miss Chen also a picture book writer?"

Just glanced at the chaotic room, it seemed that some painting tools were duplicated.

"Hehe, picture book writers are not counted, they just can paint."

The movements in her hand stopped for a while, and Chen Ruoyi smiled as if she laughed at herself: "Ruo Nan and I are college classmates and both like drawing picture books. So after graduating from university, we have always rented a house together. After all, we can share the rent. It’s the same with my work. Doesn’t it affect each other... Does Mr. Sun want to invite Ruo Nan to draw illustrations? Her paintings are really great, and she has done many novels."

"No, it's not an illustration, but a picture book!"

Shaking his head, Sun Peng explained with a smile: "I wrote a story to a child, and I want to ask someone to help draw it into a picture book, but...the content may be a little bit more."

"Somewhat? How much is it?"

Chen Ruoyi asked subconsciously with the movement of her hand.

"This..."

After thinking about it, Sun Peng smiled a little uncertainly: "I can't estimate the specifics, but if it's a book that seems to be related to children... it's a thirty or forty page book, at least there is Ten books and eight books!"

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Like a household robot suddenly running out of power, Chen Ruoyi stopped moving.

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