Nora Scott: "..."
No, all her storyboard designs are spontaneous, never ticulously crafted in any of the scenes. Sotis, those that are carefully planned end up looking neither here nor there.
These jokes that readers talk about with great interest, as the author, she knows nothing about them...
Nora Scott carefully recalled these three scenes and ultimately chose her favorite one, saying, "C, the death of the Black King."
Host: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Well!
Turns out she’s just here for the fun?
After a few awkward seconds, the host forced a smile and said, "It seems the young lady isn’t much into comics. The answer to this question is A, Sumr City’s ten consecutive kills. ’One move per page, ten kills in a row.’ I didn’t expect such a famous trope to be unknown to the young lady."
Nora Scott: "..."
?
Are the other scenes not ’astonishing’?
This backfire is quite intense.
Frowning and sighing lightly, Nora Scott helplessly asked, "Is there no question unrelated to Zero?"
Everyone: "..."
You know, young lady, it’s quite easy to get beaten up like this.
It’s known that only the questions related to a national-level cartoonist like Zero are the simplest.
The host glanced at the third question, silently changed the card, and said, "Then let’s respect the young lady’s wish and change the question."
"For the third question, how many drafts did the author White make for the character Red Ghost in ’Survival Ga’ before finalizing the version?"
"A, 6 drafts. B, 9 drafts. C, 11 drafts."
As soon as the question was asked, the crowd started buzzing again.
"This is too difficult."
"This is out of my knowledge area, this is just the third question, if she can’t answer it, she’s definitely drinking the bitter lon juice."
"Pick the least, generally, why would anyone make nine, eleven? Getting up to six shows enough effort."
...
Unexpectedly, amid the many dissenting voices, Nora Scott’s eyebrow suddenly arched.
With a slow rising smile, Nora Scott answered confidently, "C, 11 drafts."
The character Red Ghost was discussed in detail by White with her while creating the drafts, she virtually watched the character co to life and had a deep impression of how many drafts were made.
"Congratulations—" The host, with a complicated expression, announced with mixed feelings, "That’s the correct answer!"
"..."
The crowd was in an uproar.
"Damn, is the young lady a fan of White?"
"A rival indeed!"
"Can’t answer a single question related to our hero, probably a die-hard fan of White, a hater of our hero!"
...
"Young lady, co down, we need to have a good talk. Absolutely no violence, just want to know what opinion you have about our charmingly appealing hero." A big, burly Northeast guy, with a full beard, earnestly shouted to Nora Scott.
Though he seed intimidating, there was no enmity.
This humorous scene made everyone burst into laughter, with no sign of an aggressive stance against a fan of White.
Online, they are fans of different camps, often engaging in debates and fights to defend their idols, but offline, they’re all fans of the ACG subculture, eting each other rarely, no need to turn red in the face.
"Seems like everyone is interested in the young lady’s fan attributes," the host observed the amiable atmosphere and, gradually feeling relieved, smiled and asked, "May I ask, is the young lady a fan of White?"
The microphone was extended in front of her.
Glancing at the nurous Zero fans present, Nora Scott maintained her calm, smiled, and said, "Yes."
"Young lady, consider switching sides!"
"Switch, switch, switch!"
"If you switch sides, we’ll drink the bitter lon juice for you!"
...
The place erupted again.
"Host, continue asking questions related to our hero! Ask, ask, ask!"
Seeing the uncontrollable scene, the host was wondering how to redirect the conversation, and taking advantage of soone shouting this, she glanced at the question card, hastily added, "Oh, young lady, your luck isn’t great, the next question is also related to our hero. If you don’t answer this one correctly, it’s bitter lon juice ti."
Nora Scott raised her eyebrow, sowhat speechless, "Is the questions writer a fan of Zero?"
"To be honest, the question writer is a senior from our Cool Ridge dia, and among our company’s senior staff, eight out of ten are fans of our hero."
The host exaggerated, bearing a sympathetic vibe, causing the crowd below the stand to burst into laughter.
After laughing, she kindly asked, "Do you still want to answer the question?"
Nora Scott maintained her unflappable deanor, calmly saying, "I’ll answer."
She couldn’t believe, as the main figure, she couldn’t answer a single question?
"Alright, please listen to the question." The host exhaled, "Fourth question: After Zero left Mihua Comics, a famous statent was spread and held as a classic motto by many comic artists. What is this statent?"
It was a fill-in-the-blank question, not multiple choice.
However, upon hearing the question, most of the onlookers beca quiet, their eyes sparkling, looking at Nora Scott with hope.
Nora Scott was taken aback, her eyes dimd slightly under the glasses, silence lingered briefly, and she finally made a decision, "I’ll drink the bitter lon juice."
The host was shocked, paused, and asked, "Are you giving up?"
"Yes."
Nora Scott replied lightly.
"Would you like to reveal the answer?" the host asked.
"No need—"
As soon as Nora Scott spoke, soone from the crowd below shouted—
"Good comics never go out of style!"
Good comics never go out of style.
That year, due to strange operations by the top managent of Mihua Comics, many excellent comics were cut short or ended poorly, causing a continuous downturn in the comics market. Many comic artists chose to leave the scene or switch careers.
However, Zero’s statent back then inspired many people in the industry to persevere, encouraging discouraged comic artists to hold on and igniting the passion of aspiring new comic artists entering the field. Thanks to their consistent contributions to the market, the current comic scene shows signs of revival.
This statent, word by word, resonated in her ears, yet Nora Scott’s expression remained unchanged, though her fingers gripping the canned candied haw had slowly tightened, turning knuckles pale.
Turning sideways to face the sowhat emotionally stirred crowd, she curved her lips, her voice calm and indifferent, "She’s not a god. Don’t take every word to heart."
This casual remark instantly ruined all favorable impressions.
"What the hell do you know!"
"If she’s not a god, are you?"
"Nothing to say with mindless fans of White."
Offended by their idol’s remark, so grew angry, hurling harsh words.
Seeing the situation deteriorating, the host quickly instructed the staff to bring up the bitter lon juice, deciding to swiftly complete this process.
However, the host was stunned seeing the bitter lon juice being brought up.
It seed the staff had tampered with it; originally it was ant to be a small cup of bitter lon juice as a punishnt, but what was brought up was a full cup.
Nora Scott wasn’t bothered by their accusations, but at the sight of the bitter lon juice, her eyebrows tightened in a knot.
She not only disliked bitter lon but detested it extrely.
At this mont—
"I’ll drink it for her."
Amidst the sudden voice from behind, the proffered cup of bitter lon juice was taken away.
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