Gentle lights are scattered in the restaurant, adding a layer of haziness to the restaurant.

The waiter poured the awake red wine into two goblets, and put the red wine into the ice bucket.

A middle-aged man picked up a goblet, and the bright red liquid slid down his throat. It was cold with a fascinating fragrance.

"Huh, comfortable."

The middle-aged man picked up a knife and fork and cut a small piece of steak along the edge. After dipping it in the sauce, the beef was sent to the mouth. There was no need to chew carefully. The tender beef followed the tongue coating and entered the throat.

"Master Song, I admit that "Y\'s" is indeed suitable for changing into a galgame game. Whether it is the main line of the story or the type of female character, it meets our requirements. Even the protagonist's YY can be used As a branch plot, but, sir, you also know that the cost of a galgame is not high. 500,000 yuan can make a very distinctive game. If the money is only used to buy the copyright, it is indeed a bit expensive ."

Song Tai wiped the sauce from the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, "That's not the case, 500,000 is just the price before the end of the comic festival. If Mr. Shen Zheng wins the'Newcomer Award', then, The price of "s" must be doubled."

"Impossible, even "ComicFuture" cannot double." The middle-aged man shook his hand. "Although "NewWorld" is also a million-dollar magazine, the market recognizes "ComicFuture" more."

"You don't understand. If Mr. Shen wins the newcomer award, the record of the three major magazines for winning the 15th consecutive newcomer award will be broken. Isn't this gimmick stronger than "ComicFuture"?" Song Tai cut off a salmon steak again and dipped it in cream. Sauce, "If you want to'rob' "Y\'s", it's better now."

Song Tai has always wanted to finalize the contract in advance, but the other party is also very sophisticated and has been dragging it. He has been here for three or four days, but he hasn't made any progress.

"Sorry, you should also know that the probability of Teacher Shen winning the'Newcomer Award' is extremely small. Father Song, 300,000, can't be more." The middle-aged man looked indifferent.

Song Tai and the middle-aged person looked at each other, and three words-"old fox" appeared in their hearts.

"Or else...you are an elder, so I will suffer a little loss?" The middle-aged man put down his knife and fork, crossed his fingers, and placed it in front of him.

"Four hundred thousand?" Song Tai frowned slightly, the price was not high or low, and it was a bit embarrassing to say.

"Of course not. If Teacher Shen can win the'Newcomer Award', I will give out 600,000. If not, I will give out 300,000." The middle-aged man gave a reply.

"Eight hundred thousand, right? A work that won the'newcomer award' is really too little to only give 600,000. If you can't afford it, I will choose another game company."

After hearing Song Tai's words, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and then he laughed: "Since you said that, I will think about it...or else, let's watch the live broadcast of the comic festival first, how about?"

Song Tai rubbed his chin, and said nothing for a long time.

He is also not sure that Shen Xin can beat Ye Hexu.

…

For the comics festival, the cartoonists forum deliberately opened a discussion thread for everyone to discuss.

Every time the award is issued, the post instantly boils, and it can cover a hundred floors in a minute or two. When a singer or a dance performance show, someone introduces which animation theme song the seiyuu sings. , Netizens who are interested in dance also analyzed the dance steps of Wu Jian.

"That was a butterfly walk just now, right?"

"Yes, I practiced during summer vacation."

"Have you learned?"

"No, my leg is injured."

"Really? You are the first person I know to be disabled by practicing the butterfly step."

"I didn't get hurt by dancing, but was beaten by my dad. He said that my butterfly step lacked masculinity. (Crying)

The following series of funny.

"Stop it, the best foreign comics award is about to be announced."

"What's so good about this? It must be in District 11."

"That's hard to say, Han country's cartoons are also good."

"Well, I don't like Han country manga very much. I always think the category is too single."

"That's right, don't look at it. How many people are there in Han country? Their attitude towards comics is not like that of District 11. It is good to be able to draw a few that can be seen."

"But I think the quality of Han country comics is quite high."

"What's high? You have to understand that the comics that can be published overseas are themselves the best in comics. The comics of Han country you have seen are basically the highest level of Han comics."

"This is true. It's like a domestic comic that can be sold in District 11. Which one is not a classic? Especially "The Legend of the Dragon King", the quality is really high."

"Shhh, don't say it. The host is on stage."

"The "Name of the Healer" from "MangaFly" and "Mad Whisperer" from "Breaking Zone" are good."

"The name of the doctor seems to be in District 11, right?"

"Yes, "The Mad Whisperer" belongs to the country of Han, and the quality of the two introduced comics is very high."

"In terms of probability, the two works have similar chances of winning. In terms of sales, "Mad Whisperer" is higher."

"Of course, "The Mad Whisperer" is a **** fight and has a high popularity among the readers. "The Name of the Doctor" tells the story between the doctor and the patient, and it is over. From this point of view , "The Mad Whisperer" has more advantages."

"Don't say anything, the awards are beginning."

On TV, the award-presenting guest opened the envelope, and the moment he saw the envelope, he showed an incredible look.

"I... ahem, I will issue the "Best Foreign Comics Award of the Year". The winner is... "The Name of the Doctor", please come to the stage to receive the award..."

"Sure enough, it is "The Name of the Doctor" in District 11. The story of this comic is very deep and reflects reality."

"This shows that the judges are not only looking at sales, but also at the connotation expressed by the story."

"Wait... the next award should be the'Newcomer Award', right?"

""Crime" and "Hunting Abyss"... I don't know which comic will win the prize."

"It is a pity that "Y\'s" is so high in quality, but because it is not in the three major journals, it is at a disadvantage."

For the next few floors, a frustrated head was posted.

Sometimes, UU reading www. uukanshu.com does not believe in evil, but as long as it has the attribute of "curse", there will be an inexplicable sense of strangeness, and the direction of things will often develop in the direction of "curse".

Five awards were awarded in a row, and the audiences on the spot and watching the live broadcast were all ignited.

While singing and dancing on the stage, Shen Xin below the stage was somewhat nervous.

This has nothing to do with whether he can win the prize. In fact, as long as he is eligible for the prize, he fantasized about standing in the middle of the stage and becoming the protagonist of the final party.

Not only Shen Xin was a little nervous, Ye Hexu also put away the look of the big boy, his face was tense, even Han Ye, with his hands clasped together, muttered something in his mouth.

At this moment, Yan Fei sneaked up from the back row and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Shen, are you ready to give your acceptance speech?"

"No. What do you prepare for that thing?" Shen Xin shook his head.

"Just in case, what if you win the prize?" Yan Fei said anxiously.

"Then tell everyone who is thankful." Shen Xin took a deep breath, "It's okay. Maybe it's not my turn."

Just as the two people were talking, the music on the stage fell.

Yan Fei knew that the "Newcomer Award" was about to be issued, so she put a folded page of paper into Shen Xin's hand, "Take it, this is the acceptance speech."

After handing the note to Shen Xin, Yan Fei bent over and left in a hurry.

Shen Xin opened the paper, took a casual glance, and put it in his pocket again.