"Your drawings have not met our draft requirements yet, so they will not be drafted. However, thank you for your support to our Lotte Magazine, and you are welcome to continue to contribute next time."

Chen Ze couldn't believe his eyes when he looked at the reply from Lotte Club. Nani, it's my eyes that were broken! The comic "Slam Dunk" that swept the Asian basketball craze in his previous life, with only 31 volumes but had sales of more than 100 million yuan, was rated as the most worthy of leaving for his descendants. He couldn't even pass the manuscript here?

Chen Ze thought about it and found that the editorial taste of Lotte Club was too weird, otherwise how could he not even get over the manuscript? Fortunately, the cake in the Chinese animation industry was made big enough. In addition to Lotte Club, there were several magazines with strong strength. Thinking of this, he submitted his manuscripts to those large magazines.

Unfortunately, the editors of those magazines had the same attitude as Lotte Club. Seeing that Chen Ze’s subject was sports basketball, he directly rejected Chen Ze. He worked hard for more than half a month, but what he got was a letter of rejection.

Damn, play with me, God!

Looking at the table full of rejection letters, Chen Ze really wanted to ask God. Damn it, I brought me into this world, and gave me such a great advantage. As a result, people in this world did not accept the animation of their original world.

It’s no wonder that Chen Ze loses his composure. Anyone who thinks that he has the ability to change the world, but the world will not accept you at all, and anyone will lose his composure.

Didi!

At this moment, Chen Ze's TT rang again. He took it out and saw that it was sent by the Heart of Time. A few days ago, Chen Ze told him about his submission, so he came over to inquire about the situation.

"How is it? Have you written the manuscript?"

"No, I'm back." Chen Ze replied depressedly. "Slam Dunk" clearly made a huge splash in his previous life. Even after the completion, there were still people on professional basketball forum websites who were happy to discuss the plot in it. How could they not even pass the manuscript?

Actually, what Chen Ze didn't know was that this kind of dilemma was not just him, but even Master Yuhiko Inoue had encountered it. He won the Tezuka Award at the age of 21 and became a world-renowned newcomer. But that's it. When he proposed to serialize "Slam Dunk", he was still questioned by the editor and almost cut in half.

Chen Ze is not as famous as the master Yuhiko Inoue. In this world, Chinese basketball is even more niche than the island country in his previous life, so it is naturally impossible for editors to value manuscripts.

"It's okay, not having your manuscript can only mean that those editors have insufficient vision." Perhaps feeling the loss in Chen Ze's heart, Shi Guangxin comforted him, "Or why don't you vote for the magazine I'm in to try it?"

"The magazine you are in?"

"Yes, New Animation Magazine. They have just been established now, and the requirements for writing manuscripts are not as high as those of other large magazines. And although their reputation and channels are not as good as Lotte Club, the rewards are still quite good. Even newcomers can get a better price." Time Heart explained to Chen Ze.

Chen Ze thought about it and found that there was no other good idea now. All the large comic clubs in this world rejected him. If he didn't invest in such a small magazine, he had to give up the path of drawing comics.

But the question is what else can he do besides comics? In his previous life, he came to this world as a floppy comic artist. His only advantage was those comics that he had studied thoroughly. If comics don't work, you can't copy novels, so who can remember that thing that can be just a few million words.

"Okay, then you send me the address of the new animation magazine you are in, and I'll vote it later." Chen Ze found Shi Guangxin to ask for the address, and then cast his comics again.

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"How do you review manuscripts? Why do you let this kind of comics be written? Do you still have a professional vision?" In an office in a building, a woman in her twenties yelled loudly to four or five men in front of her.

Although this woman is quite beautiful, especially her figure, she is extremely hot. But the men in front of her are all submissive, and no one dares to raise her head to appreciate the figure of this woman. It is obvious that this woman is very majestic in normal times.

"I have emphasized to you a long time ago that the purpose of our magazine is friendship, hard work and passion. All our drawings must be drawn around these three points. But look at what your manuscripts are, either selling meat or selling corruption. Do you listen to me carefully in your daily life?"

The beautiful woman raised her hand and rubbed her temples as she spoke, obviously feeling a little tired. No wonder, her name is Lin Lan, the boss and editor-in-chief of this new animation magazine. She is actually the daughter of a big real estate developer in China, but she is unwilling to take the path her father arranged for her - to enter his company and find someone of a good match to marry.

So she bet with her father that she would give her three years to start a business. If she could succeed, her father would no longer force her. If she fails, she would go back to get married. Her choice to start a business is her favorite comics industry.

"But the editor-in-chief, we all consider the interests of the company. What is popular in the market now is selling meat and rot, and readers only take this trick. If we don't do this, it will be difficult for a new magazine to survive this fierce competition." An editor explained.

"I said no, it's not possible. All our comics must follow the three principles I have determined." Lin Lan said firmly.

She grew up reading comics since she was a child. Many classic comics were basically painted around dreams and passion, but now she doesn’t want any moral integrity for the market. She believes that a comic that can be called classics and great must have a very positive outlook and resonance with people, so she set those three principles at the beginning of the magazine.

"Okay, editor-in-chief." The editors nodded helplessly when they heard Lin Lan's firm words, but they were probably mocking Lin Lan for not understanding the market and would definitely suffer a big loss.

"Well, then you will review the manuscript again. This time, you must follow what I said." Seeing that they compromised, Lin Lan nodded and prepared to go back to her office. However, just as she turned around, a drawing on the table attracted her Yu Guang's attention.

There were only two men on the drawing. They were wearing the fiery red No. 11 jerseys and were jumping high to grab a rebound. One of them had a bright red hair, and the other had a cold face.

Just a simple painting attracted her attention. Lin Lan walked over, picked up the stack of drawings and looked at them carefully.
Chapter completed!