"Well," Han Chen said, "as long as you like it."
Song Yan and Shen Pan couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so they covered their teeth and said their teeth hurt.
Chen Pan even complained: "Snail noodles not only don't have a bad smell, but they also taste sweet."
Zhou Mo: “…”
Han Chen: “…”
The party is over.
Song Yan was extremely sleepy and clamored to go home for some sleep, so he left first.
Han Chen saw that it was getting late and he had to leave, but he really didn't want to leave.
"Will you go back with me or..." Han Chen asked.
"No," Zhou Mo said, "I'm worried about Chen Pan being alone. Yu Yizhou's matter hasn't been dealt with yet, and I'm afraid he'll come and cause trouble again."
"Don't worry, it won't happen this time. Yu Yizhou won't have a chance to come out," Han Chen said firmly.
Zhou Mo asked again: "Are my parents checking up on me?"
Han Chen remained silent, feeling helpless.
Then he changed his mind and said, "How about I bring some daily necessities to my place for you. It will be convenient for you to live there in the future."
Zhou Mo nodded, it was a good idea.
"Wait, let me clean up."
Zhou Mo turned around and went to the bedroom, took out a small packing bag, quickly picked up a few clothes, and picked up some commonly used cosmetics. After packing them up briefly, she gave the bag to Han Chen.
Han Chen took it and asked, "Anything else?"
Zhou Mo thought about it carefully and said, "That's all."
Han Chen reminded, "Why don't you give me some of those pots of yours?"
"Good idea," Zhou Mo thought, as he couldn't fit any more space here.
She turned and went to the kitchen, and took out her favorite enamel pot. "I'll take this to your place. I'll cook for you next time. I haven't used this pot much, but it's said that it cooks food very well and really brings out the aroma of the ingredients."
Han Chen took it.
Zhou Mo smiled and warned, "Don't break it, this is my most beloved treasure."
Chen Pan, standing by, added in a serious tone, "This pot holds a higher place in her heart than you. She put it there because she's afraid I'll break it if she puts it here. You'd better be careful. Be careful not to bump into anything or step on Momo's sore spot again."
"I'll be careful," Han Chen promised.
Zhou Mo and Shen Pan sent Han Chen downstairs.
Han Chen deliberately placed the enamel pot on the co-pilot seat, intending to personally guard and "escort" it all the way back.
Zhou Mo asked with a bit of distrust: "Are you sure you can do this? How about I find a box..."
"No problem," Han Chen said, "I'll drive slowly on the way and take a picture for you when I get home."
Only then did Zhou Mo reluctantly believe him.
Han Chen saw that Zhou Mo still looked a little distrustful and shook his head helplessly.
It seems that just as Chen Pan said, this pot has a much higher status in Zhou Mo's mind than him.
Half an hour later.
Zhou Mo received a message from Han Chen.
It's a photo of an enamel pot in mint condition.
Only then did Zhou Mo fall asleep peacefully.
The next day.
Zhou Mo went to work as usual, but Shen Pan took a leave.
She said that the magazine editor asked her to discuss the plot of the second volume.
Because Chen Pan had been out of inspiration for a long time, the story line and direction of the second volume could not be decided.
Zhou Mo asked, "Didn't they say they would release a separate volume before starting the second volume?"
Chen Pan: "The editor-in-chief made a last-minute decision not to publish the book. The comic book market is in a slump right now, and the current success of the first volume is already quite good. If we publish a single volume, we'll have to open a branch, which will easily lead to a loss of fans."
Zhou Mo: "Then you will have to continue working overtime, working during the day and rushing to finish the manuscript at night?"
Shen Pan: "There's no other way. I have to make money."
Zhou Mo: "It's good to make money, but you also have to take care of your health."
Shen Pan looked worried, "I'm not afraid of working overtime, but now I'm afraid of having no inspiration."
Without inspiration, everything is in vain.
"A few days ago, the magazine received a lot of feedback from fans asking when the second volume of my comic would start serialization. They were very anxious. If I didn't start it soon, the fans would get impatient and abandon the comic. Once the enthusiasm for chasing the next volume is over, the opportunity will never come again."
"Don't be impatient," Zhou Mo said, "Don't put so much pressure on yourself. People who like your stories will never leave you. Even if they leave temporarily, they will come back to continue reading. If you only try to please the fans and sloppily update the new story without sufficient preparation, they may become disgusted with the entire work because of the disappointing story. This is more terrible than making them anxiously wait for updates. A single bad review or negative review may cause you to lose several, even hundreds of audience members."
Shen Pan thought for a moment and said, "That makes sense."
Zhou Mo said: "No matter what time, high-quality content is always a moat. As an author, there are very few things I can do. I can only control the quality of the story as much as possible, write the story I want to write, and express the emotions I want to express. Readers who resonate with it will naturally resonate with it and will continue to follow."
"Now that you say that, I'm much less anxious," Shen Pan said. "Another shojo manga I was serializing at the same time sold much better than mine, and we were even negotiating the rights to anime adaptation. But the story fell apart later on, and the matter was shelved. The reason was that the author wanted to strike while the iron was hot and cash in. They didn't have enough ideas for the main storyline of the protagonist, so in order to extend the storyline, they had to add a lot of supporting characters' plots, which many fans really disliked."
"With examples right here, you need to learn from them," Zhou Mo said. "First, develop the main plot and the protagonist, establish their character, and then gradually develop the characteristics of the supporting characters. From a single protagonist, slowly expand the worldview and turn it into an ensemble drama with a diverse cast of characters. Then, developing side plots won't be abrupt."
Shen Pan couldn't help but show admiration, "I feel like you are more professional than the screenwriter."
Zhou Mo: "I speak from experience. After all, I've watched a lot of classic anime. Take Slam Dunk for example. The protagonist's popularity is undeniable, but the supporting characters are also quite popular. Look at Sendoh Akira. His team, Ryonan High School, has played several matches against Shohoku, and he actually played the role of a tool, highlighting the progress and resilience of the Shohoku Five Tigers. But Inoue Takehiko didn't use Sendoh Akira as just a supporting role to highlight the protagonist. Instead, he used the changes in the entire Ryonan team to indirectly depict Sendoh's role transformation from the team's sharp knife to the bottom line. Coupled with the contrast between his personality on the court and in life, his character is immediately established, and his popularity is even higher than Rukawa Kaede."
"That's too much! I wouldn't dare challenge a great like Inoue Takehiko," Chen Pan said. "As a rookie like me, I'd better focus on telling the stories I want to tell and entertain myself."
"This isn't a scam, it's learning."
"I can't learn it by studying," Shen Pan said. "I have some skills myself. I know what I'm doing."
"Your current achievements are already very good," Zhou Mo said. "Since you know your own strengths, there's no need to worry too much. Even if the story is not satisfactory after it is completed, readers can't crawl through the Internet to beat you up."
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