"Declare war?"

　　 Gaohang immediately became interested.

　　 "How are you going to declare war?" Yan Fei asked in confusion.

　　 "Crumbling" is not a comic on "NewWorld", even if you want to trouble Chen Zijiao, it is not that easy.

　　 "The next challenge book is based on the sales volume of the single book. The person with the low sales volume will finish the manga." Shen Xin said.

Yan Fei frowned, then shook her head, "This is not a good idea. Although "Y's" is gaining momentum, "Toddler" is also very popular, and you may not have the chance to win. If you lose, "NewWorld" will also be affected. …You don’t want to pull down "NewWorld" too, do you?"

　　 The increase in sales of "NewWorld" has a lot to do with "Y's". If "Y's" must end because of losing the PK with "Toddler", "NewWorld" will definitely not be able to bear this loss.

　　 "The magazine will not agree." Yan Fei said.

　　 "Why do you have to agree with the magazine?" Shen Xin snorted, "I will do this myself, unless you are on the side of the magazine and tell them this in advance."

　　 "How is it possible? I am worried that "Y’s" will lose to "Toggle"."

　　 "If I can't even win "Toddler", what comics do I still draw? What do I rely on to win the'Newcomer Award'?" Shen Xin asked.

　　 Yan Fei was speechless, but she had to say that what Shen Xin said was the truth again.

　　 The cartoonist was full of confidence, and he retreated as an editor. It really shouldn't be.

　　 Gao Hang heard Shen Xin's words, his eyes lit up.

　　 "Then...what do I need to do?" Yan Fei knew that Shen Xin had decided, so she also made up her mind.

　　 "Turn off the phone and turn it on again tomorrow. I don't know what to do." Shen Xin said with a smile, "By the way, I will draw the name carefully, so please check the name carefully."

"I'm just afraid that "Y's" is not stable. Since you are so confident, then I won't say anything." Yan Fei sighed, "Today is Saturday, I will turn off the phone. I don't know anything else. ."

"Thank you. Gao Hang... I don’t have to come here tomorrow because I’m going to redesign my name. From Monday, there may be very high-intensity work. There will be no holiday on New Year’s Day. Tomorrow you will read the first volume of "Y's". Get familiar with the background that often appears inside." Shen Xin said to Gao Hang.

　　 "I see. I will be familiar with the background drawing of "Y’s" as soon as possible." Gao Hang nodded, his face showing excitement.

"As for you, Miss Lu..." Shen Xin came to a workbench, handed a book covered with dotted paper to Lu Ning, "I will mark the blank space of the manuscript. When the time comes, it will be more specific. What dot paper to use, you correspond to this book one by one, I suggest you read it once or twice in advance, so as not to be rushed when you start working."

　　 "I see." Lu Ning took the notebook handed by Shen Xin.

　　 This book is not too thick. Each page is pasted with nine types of dotted paper, arranged in a nine-square grid. On each of the dotted papers, there is a number written on it. When she started ordering paper online, the manuscript paper that Shen Xin handed her would also have numbers written in a blue pencil, and the assistant needed to find the corresponding dotted paper according to the numbers.

　　Lu Ning must remember these things in one day.

　　 "OK! That's it for today. Sister Yan, remember, no matter what happens tonight, don't turn on the phone." Shen Xin warned.

　　 Yan Fei nodded nervously.

　　 Xi Muhan looked at Shen Xin, he was not happy or angry, but there was expectation in his eyes.

　　 Yan Fei returned home and followed Shen Xin's advice and turned off her mobile phone. Because she was really tired these two days, she drank a glass of red wine and fell asleep.

　　 Early the next morning, she opened her eyes, her brain was still a little dizzy, and then she remembered that Shen Xin asked her to turn on the phone again this morning.

　　 Just turned on, more than a dozen phone calls popped out, the earliest one was at two in the morning.

　　 Yan Fei took a closer look at the number, but found that it was the editor-in-chief.

broken!

　　 Although Yan Fei didn't know what happened, Shen Xin definitely made a big noise.

　　 She hurriedly dialed the editor-in-chief's phone, and before she spoke, she heard the editor-in-chief's frustrated voice.

　　 "Hey, how did your phone turn off?"

　　 "My mobile phone is dead. You know that there have been many things in the past two days, and you have to contact teacher Shen's assistant..."

　　 "As for the assistant, please let it go first, turn on the computer, and log in to Teacher Shen's Weibo. After reading it, come to the magazine immediately, and the president wants to see you."

"I know."

　　 Yan Fei took the notebook and opened Shen Xin's Weibo after turning it on.

　　Shen Xin's Weibo has only a few dozen characters.

　　 "Start the war @陈子蛟, based on the number of single-line books as of the early morning of February 1, as the basis for winning or losing, the person who loses will finish the comic within one month."

　　 I don’t know when, there have been thousands of comments. Yan Fei even saw the reply from the editor-in-chief and signaled Shen Xin to delete the post. Obviously, Shen Xin did not respond to him. More importantly, Su Han also reposted this Weibo, and the amount of comments was not a few.

　　 Shen Xin bypassing the magazine is indeed not appropriate, but this is the most effective method. There was not much entanglement between him and Chen Zijiao, but Chen Zijiao slapped one another, and everyone was holding a sigh of relief.

　　 However, the two belong to different magazines.

　　 all say that their colleagues are enemies, and the two magazines also want to target each other, but it is impossible for them to openly tear their faces because the two assistants have changed jobs.

　　 is different now. This Weibo by Shen Xin directly points out that one of the two works must be finished.

　　In order to protect their respective signature works, the two magazines must also participate.

　　 said it was a contest between two works, but it was actually a contest between two magazines.

　　 Those who lose are completely defeated and have nothing; and those who win, in addition to enjoying victory, they will also have higher popularity. And this popularity is crucial for "Y’s" that wants to hit the newcomer award, and it may even get rid of the market of Yunhai and enter the field of vision of domestic readers.

　　 Teacher Shen really wants to use this to increase the exposure rate of "Y’s" and make it enter the field of vision of domestic readers?

　　 If so, is he thinking too far? Let alone whether he can win steadily, how can he be sure that Chen Zijiao can take up this challenge?

　　 Wait... "Toddler" also needs the heat from this incident to get rid of the current decline. Would Chen Zijiao agree to come down?

　　 Yan Fei closed her notebook, put on her clothes, drew a little makeup, carried her purse, went out of the room, took a taxi, and came to the magazine.

　　 The president’s office and the editorial department are not on the same floor, but together with the finance department.

　　The old president Song Tai is a relatively old grade and is not in good health. He suffers from heart disease. He is only in charge of the editorial department and the sales department. Other chores are handled by his son.

　　 Song Tai's attitude towards this matter will, to a certain extent, determine the direction of the whole matter.

　　 At the door of the president's office, Yan Fei inevitably felt a little nervous. After adjusting her breathing a little, she knocked on the door of the president's office.

　　 "Please come in."

　　 A slightly vicissitudes of voice came from the office.

　　 Yan Fei opened the door, and in the office, an old man was sitting behind his desk, looking at her energetically.

　　 In the room, in addition to the old man, there are also the editor-in-chief and a young man with his back combed. At this moment, they also look at Yan Fei.

　　 "Come in." The editor-in-chief waved his hand at Yan Fei.

　　 Yan Fei took a deep breath and walked into the office.