Chapter Eighty-Five: Luck Strikes
"Shangjing Ghoul" has caused such a big response, and naturally this newspaper is a top performer, leaving "Back to the Past as a Eunuch" far behind.
This also caused dissatisfaction among Zou Gu and the rest of the four groups.
They weren't used to looking down on Lear in the first place. And Li Er actually started to serve as the original comic, and he also achieved such results, which is simply a slap in the face.
When a person hates a person, he can hate him for no reason.
Even a work like "Shangjing Ghoul", in their mouths, can instantly become worthless.
A few people in the fourth group who were not used to looking at Li Er were huddled together. Zou Gu was not there, and the trio only included Sister Zhou, who loves shopping, and Jia Dapeng and Guo Qiji, two difficult brothers.
Since their works were cut in half, several new manuscripts have been shot. Some didn't even go up to the serial meeting, and were killed directly in the editor-in-chief.
Jia Dapeng sat on a small bench like a bear, holding an apple in a casserole-sized fist. The normal-sized apple seemed to shrink against the backdrop of his figure, and became extremely miniaturized. He said in a sour tone: "What does he do as an editor of the original work, does this one squeeze out the quota of other cartoonists?"
Everyone knows that Editor-in-Chief Zhao likes him, this time "Shangjing Ghoul" was changed from "NEXT" to "Shangjing Boy" serialized, maybe he sold chrysanthemums and sold it!" Ji Ji spat and expressed his disdain.
"But how can this offspring be so lucky? Sister Zhou, who is addicted to shopping, rarely raised her eyes from the Tengu interface, "I see that he has been smooth and profitable since he joined the company." For example, the last time I was the editor of Fu Jian, we all know how difficult it is for Mr. Fu to do it, but as a result, he didn't do anything, and a pie fell from the sky, which is too easy......"
"That's right, if it weren't for the third-rate writer who called popsicles on the Internet and mentioned it in his testimonial, who knows what "Shangjing Ghoul" is. I've also read that comic, it's a bloody piece of garbage. Cut, it really lowered the style of "Shangjing Boys......" The chicken unhappily dug into Jia Dapeng's pocket, took out an apple and bit it hard.
Against the backdrop of his pocket-sized figure, the apple is simply bigger than his face. He laboriously bit down on a piece of flesh and chewed it vigorously several times, as if he were eating not an apple, but Lear's flesh.
Dapeng casually threw the cleaned kernel on the ground, and said angrily: "A player like him who relies on luck can't go long." By the way, have you seen the scarf, the popularity of "The Eunuch" is almost forty or fifty million!"
"Really, it's a big brother, it's better than the broken "Ghoul". ”
"Of course. Jia Dapeng took out another apple, clicked it, and ate half of the apple, "The popularity of his "Shangjing Ghoul" is not as good as a little finger of "The Eunuch". Even the most popular "Walking Dead Show" in "Demon City Boy" is not as big as our "Eunuch". ”
"But why does the survey results of this newspaper show that "Shangjing Ghoul" still has more votes?" Sister Zhou said.
"I'm sure he paid for the ticket!" the chicken waved his two bamboo pole-like arms fiercely, "Otherwise, how could there be such a big difference in popularity, and the number of votes will be reversed? Who knows the heat on the neck, and what reflects the real popularity of the work!"
"So, how much salary does he have to put in it? However, he relied on "Wanyou King" to get a lot of bonuses from this newspaper, so it is possible to spend money to buy tickets. ”
"What's possible, it's good! Otherwise, how could he, such a garbage comic that doesn't know where to look, get the first place in this newspaper as soon as it is serialized!"
"Shhh......h
Li Er and Zhang Huaishan walked over to the desk while talking about the precautions for being the editor-in-charge. The place where the trio gathered was where they had to go.
When Zhang Huaishan saw them whispering, he knew that they were talking ill of him and Li Er again.
The success of "Shangjing Ghoul" has made Li Er receive a lot of praise from the company, but there are also a lot of people who think that he is just a little lucky.
After all, comics are not something that can be seen in a word.,The beginning is great.,But the follow-up content can't be sustained.,And then there are a lot of works that are cut in half.。
The editor is not like a reader, and can be lightly provoked by a few creative objects to Gao Chao.
As soon as Li Er looked at Zhang Huaishan, he knew what he was going to say. Before he could speak, he spoke: "It's not been a day or two for them to be like this, so let him go." Anyway, in the end, the strength proves to be a qiē. ”
"Am I not upset for you? You all know that the editors of the weekly magazine are under pressure and busy with work. Who but you have the energy to write such a wonderful original work while being in charge of their own work? They didn't see how badly you were bullied in the serialization meeting, and you could have gotten the serialization, but because of avoiding suspicion, Shengsheng was squeezed into "NEXT"! If this can also be said to be an abuse of power, then I'm also drunk. ”
Li Er blushed a little when he said it. Because he himself knows that the story of "Shangjing Ghoul" is in the beep station. He only needs to think about storyboarding, and the workload is naturally reduced a lot. But at the same time, he is quite tired of juggling so many things, and he is basically busy on Saturdays and Sundays, and he has no time to rest at all.
Since he started creating this road, he doesn't even have time to watch the dramas of this world. Even watching the dramas of Beep Station, he squeezed time to watch it when he went to the toilet and took the subway, which can also show how busy he is.
"That's why I'll hand over the editing of "Wanyou King" to you. After all, Mr. Gao Qiao has been serialized for so many years, and he is very experienced in many aspects, so you can learn more from him when you work, and if you don't understand anything, I will also help you. Lear said.
"Well, I did. Zhang Huaishan nodded, "By the way, how is Teacher Fu Jian's side, last time I saw him on the scarf that he agreed to the bet with Teacher Yanshui, but I didn't see you bring the new manuscript, right?"
"Hey, don't mention it......" Speaking of this, Li Er had a green tendon in his head, "When a person has become a habit of procrastinating his manuscript, even if he wants to draw, he probably won't be able to draw it." I guess it's not enough to let him hold it back, and I'll come to the door again in the afternoon to see what the reason is for him to delay the draft. ”
"It's okay, didn't you say that Teacher Fu Jian eats soft and not hard?"
Li Er lifted his glasses, and narrowed his eyes in the reflection of the lenses: "Do you think I didn't do anything this week?" Not only have a lot of gifts been given, but the main plots of various side plots have also progressed, and now all that remains is to play the perfect HE that is delivered on time!"
"Hey, there's too many slots, hey...... The style of painting is wrong. ”
"Ahem, you just need to know that now my relationship with Fu Jian has progressed to the point where it can't be iron. Li Er clenched his hand into a fist and blocked his mouth. "Isn't that what the world is like? There are some things that you can't say to strangers, but you can say them between close friends. I guess even if I ran straight to him and asked him to hand it in, he wouldn't have asked the security guard to fork me out...... Probably. ”
"It always feels like you don't have much confidence. ”
"There's no 100 percent chance of doing something in this world, right? ”
"Don't say the word failure. ”
"Okay, just kidding. Li Er looked at the time, "Oh no, you have to go out." You also get along with Teacher Gao Qiao, I'll go first. ”
"Oh yes, you forgot what you brought for me last time, you must remember it this time!"
"Fu Jian's autograph is right. Li Er sighed, "I really don't know what's good about this old eunuch's signature." ”
He won't say he took a copy too!