The infinitely powerful man mixed in the comics

Judging from the illustration, the painting should be of Aisaka Taihe. In the painting, the girl stands with her head tilted, one hand on her hips, and the other holding the wooden knife behind her back. There is a hint of unruliness in her eyes outlined by a few strokes.

The painting is worthy of Mashiro Shiina, it is so lifelike that it gives people the illusion that the girl has come alive from the painting.

However, Jiang Jing frowned slightly.

"No way, Sorata."

"The painting is so beautiful, and the body proportions are a little tall, which does not match the work of Aisaka Taiga. The eyes could be made bigger to make it look cute."

Jiang Jing pointed out the problem directly: "In addition, her character in the work is arrogant, violent, and willful, but she is not as unruly as a hero."

"I'll remember it." Shiina Mashiro didn't say much. She nodded and took note of it, then prepared to go back and revise it. It looked like she was going to stay up all night again tonight.

"Uh... wait, I'll go too."

Jiang Jing, who was very aware of Shiina Mashiro's persistent personality and would not rest until he was satisfied with the drawings, shook his head and followed Shiina Mashiro up to the second floor.

"Why did you make the room so messy again?"

As soon as I entered the house, I saw underwear all over the floor. There were many transparent, pink and purple sexy undergarments that would make most men react instantly. I don’t know how Mashiro Shiina, who has a simple and quiet personality, would buy this kind of underwear.

Uh, I forgot that others bought these for her.

Shiina Mashiro came to the computer desk, sat down and said, "Sata forgot to prepare clothes for me, and they were messed up when I took a shower."

"The problem is that you can't just find clothes all over the place." Jiang Jing was speechless.

"You don't need to change the painting in your hand. First, draw the other main characters according to your impression. I will modify it after I look at it."

After saying that, Jiang Jing sighed and bent down to start tidying up the room.

Shiina Mashiro didn't react at all to Jiang Jing holding her underwear and personal belongings in her hands. She just nodded "Okay." and started painting.

The second update is completed, please vote.

Originally, the two chapters were published separately to increase the exposure, but I think the reading experience is a bit bad if they are published separately. I will try to publish them together today to see if there is any impact.

Chapter 23 Lonely Girl

In just one hour, Shiina Mashiro drew the other main characters in the first volume, Takasu Ryuuji, Kushieda Minori, Kitamura Yusaku, and Takasu Yasuko according to her understanding.

Due to the age gap, the characters drawn by Mashiro Shiina are more refined, beautiful and handsome than the dragon and tiger characters that Jiang Jing had seen back then.

Jiang Jing did not let her correct this point. After all, the neon world has entered the era of smartphones, and the development and aesthetics of the related animation and cuteness industry have also been different, so the character image must also conform to this era.

"There is something wrong here. For example, the protagonist Long Er only has fierce eyes, not evil looks. He is always troubled by this matter."

"You can make him a little more delicate and handsome, with fierce eyes, but there can be a little helplessness in his eyes."

As Jiang Jing asked Shiina Mashiro to wake up, he sat on a chair and picked up a pencil. He took out a piece of manuscript paper and compared it with Shiina Mashiro's painting, and modified it according to his impression during the copying process.

"Sarta, have you ever drawn comics?" Mashiro Shiina said suddenly.

Because it only took Jiang Jing a few minutes to copy the Takasu Ryuuji painted by Shiina Mashiro with dexterous fingers. Except for some adjustments in appearance and eyes, they were almost identical.

However, after his revision, there was suddenly a handsome boy with a pair of fierce-looking eyes on the manuscript. Even if his eyes were calm, it gave people the illusion that I am a bad person, I am very fierce, don't mess with me.

It perfectly echoes the image of the protagonist in the novel Dragon and Tiger.

"I've never drawn comics before, but it feels pretty simple." Jiang Jing shook his head. He had indeed never drawn comics with a pencil.

But with Jiang Jing's level 9 professional skills in ink painting, his understanding of painting, and his current physical fitness and control over his body that are beyond ordinary people's imagination, achieving this can only be considered extremely simple.

Regarding this explanation, the simple-minded Mashiro Shiina just nodded without thinking much.

"Okay, let's talk about Taitai. This person..."

Next, Jiang Jing modified the appearance, body shape and expression of the characters drawn by Mashiro Shiina one by one according to the setting requirements of the work, so that they would agree with the setting of the work.

These manuscripts are only preliminary models of the characters, and there are many processes of coloring later.

However, as long as the character model is determined, there will be no problem for Shiina Mashiro in the illustrations of subsequent scene interactions, and Jiang Jing can completely let go.

After Jiang Jing finished revising it, Shiina Mashiro read it over and remembered it in his mind, and then started painting again.

Shiina Mashiro painted very slowly this time. It took more than two hours to complete the five character portraits including the heroine. The painting skills were similar to those Jiang Jing had just revised, but they had an extra spirituality.

A kind of spirituality that only belongs to Shiina Mashiro's style, and the painting skills are amazing.

Regarding this point, even Jiang Jing had to admit that Shiina Mashiro was amazingly talented in painting. If he knew how to practice, he might be able to enter the Tao through painting.

…

In the early morning, the warm sunlight shines in from the window and falls all over the floor, illuminating the room with mottled light spots.

Jiang Jing slowly opened his eyes, his mind cleared for a moment, and he just lay quietly without wanting to do anything. He really enjoyed the feeling of waking up in bed in the morning.

There is no pressing crisis that stimulates the soul all the time, no scheming and peeping with the hostile gods and demons from all sides, and no willful gaze that is always pressing behind him.

With Jiang Jing's current physique, he could not sleep or eat for several days or nights, or sleep for an hour to meet his physical needs for ten and a half months. The living habits of ordinary people should gradually disappear from him.

But in order to make himself feel alive and feel the rhythm of life more truly, Jiang Jing has always maintained the habits of a normal ordinary person in his daily life.

He eats three meals a day on time, and when it's time to go to bed at night, he relaxes his mind and sleeps. Even his mind hides the dark will that once belonged to the Great Demon God. His normal behavior and thinking are only a little more mature and stable than ordinary high school teenagers.

After being distracted for a while, Jiang Jing lowered his head and looked at Shiina Mashiro, who was lying on top of him: "Shiina, get up."

It was already past two o'clock in the middle of the night after giving Shiina Mashiro's instructions last night. Jiang Jing, who was weak in spirit and mentally exhausted, fell directly onto Shiina Mashiro's bed and fell asleep.

He had no memory of when Shiina Mashiro climbed up later, although he could instinctively emit weak mental power while sleeping to be alert to the surroundings.

However, people like Shiina Mashiro who are familiar with the aura and have no malicious intent to kill or bring a sense of danger will not react if they approach.

"Morning, Sorata."

Shiina Mashiro opened her eyes and was stunned for a while before sitting up sleepily. Suddenly, a scene of white flowers appeared in Jiang Jing's eyes.

The buttons of Shiina Mashiro's pajamas were unbuttoned at some point, and her lower body was still wearing a pink and blue pantyhose. At this time, she almost sat on Jiang Jing's waist.

"Shiina, you really don't see me as a man." Jiang Jing shook his head helplessly while admiring the scenery in front of him.

"Mashiro" Shiina Mashiro looked at Jiang Jing.

"What?"

"Call me Mashiro." Shiina Mashiro looked at Jiang Jing quietly.

"That's not what we're talking about now. Do you know what it means to call someone by their name directly?" Jiang Jing looked at Shiina Mashiro.