Originally, Shen Xin wanted to show off and justify his cooking skills, but he was directly rejected by Xi Muhan. He was a little unwilling, but Xi Muhan didn't mean to give in at all, and Shen Xin could only give up.

　　 Ji Yinxuan washed her hands, came out of the kitchen, the joyful expression on her face had not faded.

　　 "Have you never made dumplings?" Shen Xin handed over the sketch.

　　 "No, there is no such opportunity." Ji Yinxuan nodded slightly, and after receiving the line draft, her eyes fell on the line draft.

　　 The background pattern was modified with the aid of blue lines, and the three-dimensional sense of the picture was immediately enhanced. With the red pencil annotation and explanation, even people with no foundation like Ji Yinxuan can understand one or two things.

　　 This is not to say that after the line draft is revised, there is no problem.

On the contrary, because Shen Xin has undergone extensive revisions on three or four of the pictures, it will be more cumbersome to make corrections on the original manuscript. It is better to copy Shen Xin’s revised pictures. .

　　 "Thank you." Ji Yinxuan put away the line draft contentedly, with a rare smile on her face, "By the way, what happened this morning?"

"There is no news yet, but if you say this, I would like to know the progress of the matter." Shen Xin took out his cell phone and dialed Yan Fei's phone. It took more than ten seconds before the call was answered. through.

　　 "What happened to "Toggle"?"

　　 "Basically done. The "Dreamer" editorial department found the parent and ‘appeased’ him.” Yan Fei said.

　　 said it was comforting, but it was actually giving the parent a sum of money, which was regarded as a disaster.

　　 Tomorrow is the Spring Festival, no one wants to cause trouble at this point in time.

　　 "Anything else?" Shen Xin was a little worried.

"Nothing. This incident made Luo Zhi very angry. He called Chen Zijiao directly. The next episode of "Toggle" must be finished. At the same time, he also urged other editors to pay attention to the public opinion on the Internet. Some people in our magazine also paid special attention to it. this matter."

　　 "Well, I have troubled sister Yan." Shen Xin apologized slightly.

　　 "This is what I should do... Are you in the sea of ​​clouds?"

　　 "No. I'm in Hongchuan, with friends."

　　 "Really? It's fun, don't worry about things here." Yan Fei exhorted.

"Got it."

　　 After hanging up the phone, Shen Xin remembered what Wang Wenhong had said to him-don't irritate Chen Zijiao, otherwise he might do something extraordinary.

　　 But from the current point of view, it should be impossible not to stimulate Chen Zijiao, right?

　　 Shen Xin speculated in his mind.

　　 Ji Yinxuan puts away the line draft, rolls up her sleeves again, puts on her apron, and enters the kitchen.

　　 Shen Xin once again expressed that he wanted to show his hand, but was pushed out by Xi Muhan.

　　 In desperation, Shen Xin could only turn on the TV and wait for the Spring Festival Gala to be broadcast after the news. In his spare time, he saw Xi Muhan in the kitchen again, showing a cheerful expression.

　　 When two people are alone, Xi Muhan rarely shows such an expression.

　　 Shen Xin suddenly felt that it was not bad to come to Hongchuan this time. If you stay in the sea of ​​clouds, there must be no such atmosphere.

　　 Now that the draft has been revised, I can go shopping in Hongchuan in the next few days.

　　 Tomorrow, first go to the comic shops in Hongchuan, and then watch the movie "The Legend of the Dragon King".

　　 In the next few days, if you have time, visit some magazines.

　　 While Xi Muhan, Ji Yinxuan and Xia Luo were busy in the kitchen, Shen Xin had already planned the next itinerary.

　　The "exploration" of Hongchuan begins tomorrow!

　　 Shen Xin stretched out, looking forward to tomorrow.

　　...

　　 The sound of firecrackers exploding into a dimly lit room.

"what!"

　　 Chen Zijiao suddenly opened his eyes, but his brain hurts terribly.

There are only three or four words left in "Toggle", which makes Chen Zijiao's mood extremely bad. The name that he drew can not satisfy the old editor, and the old editor does not provide him with ideas like Wang Wenhong, just telling the story is too clichéd. The scale is too large to be adopted.

　　 Chen Zijiao was extremely depressed. After thinking twice, he remembered calling Wang Wenhong. However, Wang Wenhong didn't respond to him at all.

　　 He kept this account on Wang Wenhong's body, but before that, he had to modify the original name first.

　　 Seeing to drag it down, the skylight must be opened, and the old editor discussed with the editor-in-chief.

　　 Anyway, "Toddler" is about to end, it's better to let the name pass. Moreover, now that the New Year is about to come, it is too late to find a short story that can replace "Toddler".

　　 So, the old editor proposed that the name can be passed, but the scale of this statement should be reduced.

　　 After Chen Zijiao learned that the name passed, he immediately drew the manuscript, but the name dragged on for too long. The manuscript could not be completed until the evening of the deadline.

The old editor who got the manuscript took a look at the content and found that there were several inconsistencies between the name and the manuscript, but it was too late for Chen Zijiao to redraw, so he could only use whitening to deal with the larger-scale sub-mirror. After a hurried layout, it was handed over to the printing house.

　　 Chen Zijiao didn't want to make too many moths. He just wanted to let himself go in the last two episodes. Unexpectedly, he didn't know which **** bastard, he even posted his cartoon on the Internet.

　　 Then, the president personally came to his accommodation, questioned the matter, and asked him to apologize to readers and Su Han on Weibo.

　　 "Why do you want to apologize to that woman?" Chen Zijiao was a little crazy.

　　 It’s really not good to draw some "harmonious" pictures in the Youth Magazine, but hasn't it been processed by the "Holy Light"? Moreover, it is only two pages. Why should I apologize?

　　 Don't talk about China, even in District 11, there are comics that burst clothes casually.

　　 What's more, the woman is nominally the original work of "Toggle", but she didn't make any comments other than handing him a copy.

　　Especially last month, he and Shen Xin both had bayonet hits (self-thinking), and the woman still did not give any advice.

"First of all, UU reading www.uukahnshu.com "Toggle" is a buyout work. Teacher Su Han is the original work. After we got the text, we adapted it. Second, regardless of whether the magazine has a contract with her, those two pages of painting It does affect her, so there is nothing wrong with asking you to apologize."

　　 After Luo Zhi left, Chen Zijiao became more and more angry when he thought about it. He drank two large bottles of white wine with peanut beans and corned beef, and slept late the next day.

　　 Chen Zijiao glanced at his mobile phone and found that a strange number had made a dozen calls to him. He didn't need to guess, it must be Luo Zhi's call.

　　 "Fuck, didn't you just apologize on Weibo? What's the hurry?"

　　 Chen Zijiao let out a low growl, stood up from the bed staggeringly, came to the computer desk, turned on the computer, and glanced at the phone at 0:13.

　　 This year's tmd is really bad luck.

　　 He brewed an apology in his heart again and again, and opened the Weibo webpage again and again, and was about to write the text on Weibo, when a private message popped up suddenly.

　　 Chen Zijiao subconsciously opened a private message, and a message appeared in his field of vision.

　　 "Take 50,000 yuan. Otherwise, your few illustrations will spread throughout every comic forum."

　　 The message time is the morning of the New Year’s Eve.

what? Threatening me on New Year's Day?

　　 Chen Zijiao's eyelids twitched twice. He didn't expect that someone would threaten him with things from the day before yesterday, and it was still a newly registered trumpet.

　　I was originally a painting book, but I am afraid of you!

　　 Chen Zijiao had a fever in his brain, and then replied with the word "Go to Death", and he was about to post an apology on Weibo, but found that the manuscript had long been forgotten.

　　 "Go to tmd to apologize, I don't care about it."

　　 Chen Zijiao opened the door to the kitchen, took two cans of beer from the refrigerator, and returned to the bedroom.