"Huh?" Duan Yangping suddenly saw a cartoon in a pile of messy files.

　　 I want to say that in this editorial department, it is normal to see a manga. It's just that what he saw happened to be the page with the close-up of platelets, and such a cute little loli was immediately imprinted in his mind. He has been in this business for 10 years. In order to maintain his professionalism, he basically knows the comics that are a little hot in the quarter, and he can recognize most of the styles of comics of various comics.

　　 And the little loli in front of him, he couldn't see which painting it was.

　　 Newcomer? Then this is too good.

　　 So out of curiosity, he pulled out the painting and looked at it carefully.

　　 Ah~ It's so cute as expected. If this is seen by those nerds and nerds, shouldn’t they be so cute that they have a heart attack?

　　 He then rummaged again, found the entire 30-page drawing, and read it again.

　　 Qin Yuyao quickly finished eating and wanted to come over and continue to help, but found that Duan Yangping actually squatted there to read comics.

　　 "Master Duan, what are you looking at?"

　　 "Oh, Xiao Qin, do you know which author contributed this comic?"

　　 "Which one?" Qin Yuyao leaned over to take a look, and was surprised to find that it was the comic she had brought over.

"This...this is not someone who submitted it, it was drawn by my friend," Qin Yuyao didn't think too much, and said honestly, "She failed to submit her manuscript and was rejected by someone, so I wanted to help her ask if there is any improvement. Yes, Master Duan, can you give me some advice?"

　　 "What advice do you give?" Duan Yangping simply rolled his eyes, "Which magazine is blind? Don't want such a good work?"

　　 "Ah? Is this good?" Qin Yuyao hadn't read it carefully either, but when Song Yunwu said so badly, he thought this work was rubbish.

　　 She thought for a while, and said: "She seems to vote for Weekly Manyou."

"Oh, that's no wonder," Duan Yangping suddenly realized, "I said, Weekly Manyou was originally created by Weekly Edge. They have just been established there. The editors are all transferred from the original Weekly Edge. There are not many professional comics editors. It’s not surprising that a group of fashion magazine guys saw this kind of work killed."

　　 "That...that is to say, if my friend's comic is submitted, it can be serialized?" Qin Yuyao asked with a glimmer of hope.

　　 I don’t know Duan Yangping shook his head: "That can’t, serialization is so easy, not to mention whether your friend has the ability to change weekly, the magazine must also have a place for you to publish it, recently we..."

　　 Halfway through, he was stunned: "You wait, I'll help you ask."

With that, Duan Yangping took the draft and ran to find another editor. After the two chatted for a while, Duan Yangping took the draft and showed each other, then Qin Yuyao nodded when he saw the other editor who asked for money. .

Duan Yangping came back with a smile on his face: "It's done, there is an old author on Lao Qian's that was scheduled to serialize the new issue, but Da Baojian was caught a few days ago, and now there is just a place vacated. , You go and ask your friends to come and talk about it. If everything else passes, maybe it can really be published."

　　 "Really!?" Qin Yuyao couldn't believe it. He didn't expect it to happen by mistake.

　　 But she took another look at the money to continue working in the distance. It was the editor who just yelled "3 days later and 3 days" on the phone. She thought to herself, if Song Yunwu delays the manuscript in the future, will he also lock Song Yunwu away and not feed him if he doesn't paint?

　　【By then, he doesn't know if he will be scared to death by a group of monsters. 】

　　 Qin Yuyao vomited silently in her heart, and then immediately called Song Yunwu.

　　 It's a pity that Song Yunwu used to be out at night and had a drink last night. Now it must be impossible to be woken up by the mere telephone ringing.

　　 She had no choice but to talk to Duan Yangping and then went back to the villa.

　　 "Sister Yunwu, don't sleep! Don't sleep!" She held a cup of hot water and came to Song Yunwu's side, trying to shake her up.

　　 The latter opened his eyes laboriously, and then the first thing was to "hiss—" pressed his forehead: "Oh, my brain hurts."

　　 "Who made you drink so much wine yesterday," Qin Yuyao handed the hot water over, "Drink some hot water, I have good news for you."

　　 "What good news, what good news can I have recently." Song Yunwu said while drinking water, feeling a little depressed.

　　 So Qin Yuyao told her about the editorial department.

　　 "Wait a minute, wait a minute," Song Yunwu put down the water glass and waved her to stop, "I haven't woken up from drinking, you say it again, it shouldn't be my ear problem? Has an editor read my comic?"

　　 "Yes," Qin Yuyao rubbed her temples for her, "You won't blame me for taking out your drawings without authorization, right?"

　　 "Haha!" Song Yunwu suddenly laughed, jumped out of the bed, and hugged Qin Yuyao, "What am I to blame for you! You really didn't lie to me? Can I serialize it in the magazine?"

　　 "It's not decided yet," Qin Yuyao was a little dizzy by her, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "There are still many follow-up discussions, so I came to call you to the editorial department."

　　 "What are you waiting for! Go!"

　　 "You just... go like this?"

　　 "Huh?" Song Yunwu looked down, and she was wearing a set of underwear. It was indeed not a attire for going out.

　　 So, she immediately changed into a white T-shirt and jeans, her hair style is still instant noodles, and the standard wine bottle glasses are not forgotten.

　　 Two people just went to the editorial department.

　　...

　　 In the evening when Ximen Qing went home, they met Damen Zi. They walked to the door together. Before the door opened, they heard someone yelling in the house.

　　 "What are you doing?" The two looked at each other, and Ximenqing opened the door curiously.

　　 It turned out that Song Yunwu, who was only wearing a white t-shirt, was holding a wine bottle in one hand, and her underwear in the other, shaking in circles: "Oh~Oh~ Get up high! I'm the king! The king of comics!"

　　 Ximen loves his eyes and hands quickly, and quickly takes out his phone and snaps a photo.

　　 Daen Zi gave her a shocked look. At this time, what do you think of doing this?

　　 Song Yunwu was originally quite high, but turned his head and saw Ximen Qing and Da Da Zi looking straight at him, only then realized that he seemed a bit out of line.

　　 She put on her underwear silently, and then pretended to say hello to the two of them nonchalantly: "Oh, come back, dinner is ready, let's eat together, I have something to do, go back to the room first."

　　 Then, he turned around and walked slowly to the top of the stairs, his speed exploded in an instant, and he sprinted to the second floor within 3 seconds.

　　 Ximen Qing's expression gradually became "funny": "Hey, I can ask for more blood packs these days."

　　 Damen Zi is curious: "What happened? I have never seen her so happy."