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... erefore, the characters are the key, and the perspective cannot be taken away by the background."

Chen Zijun has read comics for so many years, and he has his own experience in painting during this period, so he can also provide guidance.

He suddenly thought that if he had a senior cartoonist to help him, he would definitely be able to avoid many detours.

Shaking his head, Chen Zijun threw the extra thoughts out of his head, and then concentrated on drawing the comics. At th ...

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