() Shuji Matsumoto stood quietly at the door, silent. For the first time, he realized that his last decision might be wrong. At the same time, he also met for the first time the divine lord inside who was called a genius by the outside world.

When Wang Hao left the editorial department, Shuji Matsumoto followed them soon, because he also had something to say to them, but when he was still outside the door, he heard what was coming from inside, and the content was not bad. The ground fell into his ears.

He stretched out his hand hesitantly, just about to knock on the wooden door lightly, but when there was still a slight distance from the wooden door, Shuji Matsumoto put down his hand and walked slowly to the next window sill.

Taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, he shook the cigarette box casually. Shuji Matsumoto skillfully grasped a cigarette that exposed the mouth of the box and took out a lighter to light it unhurriedly.

Looking up at the sky outside, it was blue, but Shuji Matsumoto knew that there was another dark sky. What Wang Hao said just now made him discover a trace of flame.

Perhaps this flame will be swallowed by darkness, but it may also gradually illuminate the entire dark starry sky.

When the cigarette burned out, Shuji Matsumoto threw the cigarette **** into the trash can next to him, glanced sideways at the light brown file bag in his hand, and shook his head. In the end, he didn't knock on the door, alone. Walked towards the editorial department again.

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Wang Hao naturally did not expect that the words just said would be heard by Shuji Matsumoto, the editor-in-chief of the weekly jump, but even if he knew it, he would not make any more thoughts, because sometimes what is needed is the result of practical actions. It's not just talking about war with words.

Iida Ayano looked at Wang Hao irritably and waved his hand, and said with a bit of resentment: "No matter it! No matter it! You have to pay more attention to yourself, even if the old lady wants to control you, you won't give in. If you do something, It’s beautiful without what you say, you just wait for Ooo to shrink by three centimeters...No! Euro oo shrinks by six centimeters!"

"Hey! Please don't treat other people's OO as a toy so casually, there is really white next to it? Pay more attention to the surrounding environment, and give me back what I was moved just now!"

Wang Hao spit out loudly with black lines all over his head. Why is this good-for-life like a sudden change of person? Why does it suddenly increase to six centimeters? Is this a big deal, okay? Don't speak vicious language about life-long events that affect others so casually!

How can it be repaired! Fortunately, he thought it was a good editor just now, but the next moment he was choked by the other party and stuck in the bronchus. It was extremely uncomfortable.

Iida Ayano waved his hand casually: "Don't mind this little thing."

This little thing mud girl! Wang Hao rolled his eyes, why did he find such an unscrupulous editor?

"By the way, the sales of the comic version at the speed of five centimeters per second was very good last week. Last week, SQ caught up with the sales of jump only by relying on the speed of five centimeters per second. How is it?"

"If I remember correctly, Zhenbai and I should both be the cartoonists under your banner. Can you be more concerned?"

"I want to let Zhenbai know more about the material content that has been greatly improved, and the comics that Zhenbai handed in are perfect finished products. Is there anything wrong with you that I can pick?"

Iida Ayano’s words contained extremely deep resentment, which made Wang Hao a little embarrassed: "Well... Indeed, I prepared the NAME in advance and gave it to Zhenbai to create. Then you remember to teach from scratch. I will also be there to assist and help."

Hearing what Wang Hao said, Iida Ayano’s grievances dissipated a lot. Indeed, Wang Hao’s choice to let Zhenbai create a five-centimeter-per-second comic version was also to help Zhenbai, and at the same time, she solved the doubts in her heart. "It turned out to be the NAME you created. I'll say how the real white progress suddenly became so big. It seems that this problem is still a bit serious now."

"So I asked you to teach from the beginning. The serialized version of Mianwu Comics now can be regarded as accumulating some experience for Zhenbai. All in all, let's start with how to tell stories."

"You feel pity for jade at all, and throw the heaviest pot over at once."

"Is this what you should say as the editor in charge?"

Iida Ayano was suddenly choked by Wang Hao to speak, because this is indeed her own job, "True White-chan, it will be a bit hard next, but you have to be mentally prepared."

Wang Hao hurriedly stopped and said, "Don't worry about this. Recently, I have to make up for Zhenbai. Otherwise, if Zhenbai is on vacation, I will stay for tuition, and it is very likely that I will face repetition.

If this happens, can you still count on Zhenbai to continue drawing comics? As the caregiver of Zhenbai in Neon, although I personally do not pay attention to grades, I will not let Zhenbai drop out of school to draw comics at home, because the learning process itself is very important, and if left alone, Zhenbai will gradually derail from society. "

Hearing this, Iida Ayano's brows also frowned, and then I remembered that Wang Hao and Zhenbai were both high school students, and what the other party said made sense. She herself didn't want Zhenbai to drop out of school and draw comics at home. He asked tentatively: "Listening to you, really Bai's grades are terrible?"

"It's not just bad? See it for yourself!"

Wang Hao took out a stack of test papers from the backpack he was carrying with him, and handed it over. After the test paper, Ayano Iida looked at the bright red zero duck eggs and fell silent.

It's not just bad, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is completely bad, right? !

Seeing Iida Ayano’s silent expression, Wang Hao suddenly laughed and said enthusiastically, “Don’t worry too much. I remember that Zhenbai had a good grade in junior high school, and he was also very smart, although I don’t know what it is now. What's the matter, but as long as you teach the real white study seriously, editor, do you see if you have extra time?"

"Do you want me to help teach real learning?"

Ayano Iida stretched out her finger and pointed at her face with a weird look. There was still a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth. Wang Hao didn't feel the same when he saw it. He continued to smile and said, "I will also guide carefully. Zhenbai is studying, but you also know that I still have to draw comics, write, etc., so there is not enough time. I think the editor, you don’t want Zhenbai this good seedling not to draw comics, right?

Of course, the editor doesn't need to teach real learning all the time, just take the time to give guidance when you have time. "

Looking at Wang Hao's bright smiling face, Iida Ayano couldn't help but gritted her teeth and said: "You guy has planned for a long time, right?!"