"Come out to work, have something to say!"

After Su Xian'er hung up Zhao Jing's phone, she opened the art group of "Long live Teacher Miaobi" and shouted.

"Catch, hold in your arms and rub the wonderful pen teacher!"

"What's wrong, what's wrong, do you have a job!"

"Did Mr. Miaobi have dinner?"

"Teacher Miaobi, the little pen holder asked me to intercede with you, saying that I would never dare again in the future, and begged to lift the ban. ”

When Su Xian'er was bubbling, some divers were blown up in an instant.

It's really that Su Xian'er rarely bubbles, and when she usually bubbles, she sends the draft on the group file, so that everyone can download the painting "Book of Life and Death", and then disappear to play the game.

Seeing the last sentence, Su Xian'er patted her head and said, "I forgot." As he spoke, he lifted the ban on the small pen holder.

"Long live the wonderful pen teacher!" As soon as the ban was lifted, the small pen holder of the wonderful pen cheered, and then he didn't dare to be presumptuous, looking at the group with blank eyes, and didn't dare to say anything out of the ordinary again.

When the others saw this, they couldn't help but laugh.

"It's time for you to make extra money. Su Xian'er told Zhao Jing about looking for her just now in the group, which caused everyone to exclaim again and again.

"Twenty thousand?"

"Oh my God, 20,000 for an illustration?"

"Teacher Miaobi, let's take one of these money and take five thousand, and you can take the remaining fifteen thousand. ”

Yang Shen, the head of the art department of station B, said this, but he felt that five thousand was a bit much, but if he wanted less, he was afraid that the members of the group would be dissatisfied, after all, people's hearts were unpredictable.

And as soon as this sentence was said, others also reacted.

"Yes, Mr. Miaopen, we can't take that much. ”

"That's right, that's right, if it weren't for you, Mr. Miaobi, we wouldn't have such a high status now. ”

"I still want to pay the teacher's tuition, if you still charge so much money, I don't want to go. ”

The people in the group agreed with what Yang Shen said, which surprised Yang Shen.

However, what he didn't know was that the artists in the group could no longer express their admiration for Su Xian'er in words, although Su Xian'er didn't pay them in "The Book of Life and Death", but they all knew in their hearts that this was probably the tuition fee that Su Xian'er charged them.

This means that Su Xian'er doesn't need them to owe favors.

The money is good, but the favor is hard to repay.

This makes everyone grateful, and since the release of the comic "Book of Life and Death", they have found that they were unknown in the past, and suddenly various companies began to contact them, and they were poached every day, so that they suddenly woke up to the fact that art can also be so sought after.

But they didn't leave, because no one knew if Su Xian'er would kick them out if they left Station B or Mihoyo.

After all, Su Xian'er is a shareholder of Station B and Mihoyo, and teaching them may be for the benefit of the company, so no one agrees easily, and they still want to follow Su Xian'er to learn painting skills.

"I haven't spoken yet. Seeing this, Su Xian'er typed angrily.

"Mr. Miaobi, the editor-in-chief came to you because of your fame, not us artists, so you naturally took the big head. ”

Yang Shen, as the head of the art department of station B, is middle-aged, and naturally sees the society very thoroughly, in fact, he had an idea a long time ago, but Su Xian'er has never been bubbling, so he can't find a chance to say it, so at this time, he feels the need to say it.

"And I think, Mr. Wonderful Pen, you should set up a studio!"

"That's right, Mr. Miaobi, these days we artists have made significant progress in painting, but in fact, we still want to get in touch with some other painting styles, not just "The Book of Life and Death", but there is nothing to exercise ourselves, and we don't want to accept some miscellaneous people's requests, it is better for Mr. Miaobi you to set up a studio based on this group, and make your fame out. ”

Yang Shen and Wang Xu actually had a private discussion in the past very early, and now they are artists, although they are in this group, but everyone is scattered, there is no organization, although they are artists of the two companies, but they can't manage these artists after work.

But they are worried that this group of artists will be poached, after all, money is a good thing, but it is also the root of all evil.

Both companies have raised their salaries for them, but obviously not as much as the poaching company, so they are worried that the group will break up by then, which they don't want to see.

"Studio?" Su Xian'er was stunned, didn't she just ask you to draw illustrations? Why did you talk about the studio again, and thought about it, "But I'm lazy and don't want to care." ”

Seeing this, Yang Shen and Wang Xu smiled, Yang Shen typed, "Teacher Miaobi, you just need to find a person in charge to help you manage it, the studio is actually just using your name and fame, for example, some game companies want to draw vertical paintings, and for example, Mr. Miaobi, you can send us the task and then give us money according to the quality of the drawing." ”

As soon as she said this, Su Xian'er understood.

After all, everyone's basic skills are different, such as the sketch of "The Book of Life and Death", she sometimes has to use painting software to change it, but some people are of poor quality.

"Then can I lie on the bed and count the money from now on?" asked Su Xian'er expectantly.

Seeing such a cute sentence, the group members who had been watching the three of them chatting couldn't help laughing.

Wang Xu joked, "Of course, as long as the studio is famous, then the money earned by the studio alone is enough to make Mr. Miaobi count the money until you have cramps, and you can play games as much krypton as you want, and you can use this studio as your little vault." ”

Seeing this, Su Xian'er happily typed, "Then do the others agree?"

"I don't have a problem. ”

"Neither do I!"

"I was always afraid of when this group would be disbanded, but now I am relieved. ”

"I'm relieved, okay, in recent days, there have been some companies contacting me, I can't help the temptation, now that Mr. Miaobi has set up a studio, I won't move the nest, follow Mr. Miaobi to fight the world. ”

The artists in the group saw Su Xian'er asking for their opinions, and one by one changed from the viewing mode to the bubbling mode, and they all agreed with the suggestions of Yang Shen and Wang Xu.

If they go to other companies and stay in the studio created by Su Xian'er, then there is no need to choose, they will definitely choose the studio.

Because although they are a member of the studio, it will not affect the normal work during the day, and if the group posts a task, they can also choose whether to accept the task according to the time, which is relatively free.

Of course, the main reason is that Su Xian'er's fame is too big now, and they feel that they can only get ahead by following Su Xian'er.

Seeing this, Su Xian'er directly changed the name of the group to "Wonderful Pen Studio", and then said, "The name of the group has been changed, but the illustration I just mentioned was proposed before the establishment of the studio, so according to my idea, the manuscript fee is half a cent, and you don't have to refuse!"

Although Su Xian'er is lazy, she is not a fool, and the illustration is actually Yue Zhong who took a fancy to her fame and would find her, so even if she only paints drafts, the money she gets can't be low, but she doesn't want to take too much, after all, these people also help her draw "The Book of Life and Death" for free.

"No problem!"

This time, everyone did not refuse, after all, the manuscript fee is too much, can we still refuse? In addition, the establishment of the studio also makes everyone feel at home.

Seeing this, Su Xian'er nodded with satisfaction, and then hid directly and continued to play the game.

"It's time to eat!"

At night, when Su Xian'er was immersed in the abyss and couldn't extricate herself, Lin Jingshu came to her room and shouted.

"Come right now, wait until I'm done brushing the abyss. Su Xian'er responded casually.

Lin Jingshu rolled her eyes, the other party has been addicted to games for the past few days, so 'coming soon' means that it will take a long time.

Seeing this, Lin Jingshu gritted her teeth, came to Su Xian'er's side, and whispered a word in her ear.

"Really!?" Su Xian'er was shocked when she heard it!

looked at Lin Jingshu dumbfounded, saw the other party's little face flushed and nodded slightly, threw the mouse directly, didn't care about the game, pulled the other party's little hand and said, "Eat, eat, eat!"

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