Watching the lines on the painting fill with colors and slowly become vibrant, Qin Guanglin felt a strong sense of achievement.
This was different from creating his own work; perfecting someone else's was a bit more challenging.
"How about that?" Qin Guanglin put down the spray gun and turned to ask Sun Wen.
"Hey, not too shabby." Sun Wen didn't find any fault, "Why don't you finish the remaining panels yourself?"
"I'll grab some food first, we can talk in the afternoon." He glanced at his watch, stretched lazily, and stood up, "Just satisfying enough."
This job was more interesting than the tasks he had at hand, but he still preferred painting himself.
Chen Rui's sketches gave Qin Guanglin some inspiration and direction. He had assumed comics were just drawing lines and then adding colors later, but now he saw that wasn't the case.
There was a great deal to learn.