Shanshan was amazed at first sight when she saw this painting, and then a little disappointed, because it was not the impasto style she wanted, it was a typical comic book style.

But after tasting it carefully, I feel that I love the creativity of the painting very much, and the setting of the puppet girl is too attractive to her, she was originally a novelist of magic romance, and the plot automatically emerged in my mind when I looked at this painting.

She believes that anyone who can come up with this kind of creativity will definitely be able to design something new for her cover that will attract more attention.

It's always right to blow a wave of rainbow farts first, Shanshan has a hunch that she may cooperate with this painter for a long time in the future, "Sure enough, it's a professional painter, and the painting is very good, and the painting style that I didn't expect, do you have time to talk about the manuscript?"

Chen Qinghuan instantly put the pickup matter behind him, and tapped the keyboard excitedly, "If you have time, you can tell me about the specific requirements." ”

At this moment, Shanshan is not hidden, "Time is not in a hurry, within a month, I want to make an appointment with the cover of the novel I want to publish, the cover content needs you to look at the content of the novel before deciding, I don't have any idea about the cover, you can design it yourself, I want to see the line draft, the color style should be double-faced goddess, and the more detailed requirements will be discussed after you read the novel." ”

"May I ask what is the price range of Huan Shao's painting? I will pay a 20% deposit first, and then give 20% after ordering the line drawing, and pay the balance after seeing the finished product. "Shanshan likes to make quick decisions and complete the requirements at one time, so as not to have trouble with follow-up work.

Chen Qinghuan, as Party B, likes this kind of Party A too much, the requirements are reasonable and specific, and she doesn't need to ask anything more, but the last sentence of the price stumped her, and she didn't know the market situation.

"This is still the first order I received, I don't know the market in terms of price, can you tell me how much the cover generally charges?" Chen Qinghuan chose to let the other party set the price, by the way, you can see if she will shout the price and take advantage of the small advantage.

Shanshan was amused, whether this person wants to make money or not, the price is uncertain, what to do if you meet someone who shouts with him, sighs helplessly, and thinks that he is lucky, and the first boss he meets is a good person like himself, "The whole body picture of a single character is generally 300 yuan, and the whole body of the background character can be 500, which is the price of the average ordinary Japanese manga painter, the cover I made last appointment was a pickup, and he received 1000, if you calculate it at the level of your double-faced goddess, I think 1500 is about the same." ”

Scattered orders are so expensive, so why did she earn thousands of dollars by working hard in the company to draw design drafts?

The price couldn't be more satisfying! Chen Qinghuan decided to hug Party A's thigh tightly, "Boss 1500 deal! You send me the novel, I will try to read it as soon as possible." After sending this sentence, she noticed that the other party mentioned Pikachuchu, which should be Pikachuchu Chuqiu, so she asked, "Do you know Pikachu Chuqiu?"

"It's a friend, it's you who he recommended to me, he has a good eye, so don't let us down. ”

It turned out to be a big recommendation, no wonder he was a big customer, Chen Qinghuan was grateful, and immediately clicked on the small window of Pikachu Chuqiu, and greeted people with things of concern.

"Hello, Pickup, thank you for your attention. ”

The other party replied in seconds, "Hello." After a pause, the next message popped up, "Huan Shaoda." ”

Well, Chen Qinghuan suddenly felt that the ID he took was a little retarded.

"Listening to Boss Shanshan, you recommended me to her, (hugging your fist) The grace of dripping water will be reciprocated by a spring. The tone looks cute and lovely.

"You're welcome to be a peer, you have your own strength, I just happened to see your painting, and it was really good (like). ”

Chen Qinghuan doesn't like to spend too much energy and time on socializing, but she will definitely take the people she deserves to make friends seriously, for example, even if the two of them are so awkward that they can't answer, she still tries to chat.

Pickup is the leader of the large group of the forum painter exchange group,He pays the most attention to the movement on the forum,The big ones in the group are basically he personally made friends and pulled into the group,Some powerful newcomers he will pay special attention to,If the follow-up development is good, he will be the first time to pull into the group,This is also the back hand he left for his forever dissatisfied painting assistant pit,Not surprisingly,It won't be long before there will be more joy in the group。

Shanshan added Chen Qinghuan QQ, sent the novel document over, and then sent all the covers she had made before for the other party's reference.

From these covers, it seems that there are magical and ancient elements, I think Shanshan is a writer who writes the ancient novels that little girls love to read, Chen Qinghuan has not read novels for many years, fortunately, this book is not too long, she should be able to read it in a day if she reads it quickly.

After dealing with all the things on the Internet, Chen Qinghuan stretched his waist, the bones in his body creaked, and he was about to get an occupational disease after sitting for so long.

Su Jie knocked on the door of the study, slowly opened the door and stretched out half of her body, and whispered: "Your Uncle Chu is sleeping, wait for the movement of washing and opening the door to be lighter, don't wake him up." ”

Sighing, Chen Qinghuan nodded on her face, but recalled in her heart that when she went to bed early at night, she could hear the sound of the TV outside when she listened to songs with headphones on.

"Go to bed early, you can't play too late on vacation. After saying that, Su Jie also went to sleep.

Chen Qinghuan replied goodnight, turned off the computer and went back to the bedroom, she couldn't sleep, sitting at the desk stunned, didn't want to draw or read, opened the drawer casually to see, there was a small pink book in the drawer, and simply took it out and wrote a diary, of course, just to write some essays, not daring to write what could not be seen.

10.1, sunny, took a single draft, and it is expected to be completed within the National Day.

After writing a sentence and closing the notebook, it seemed to her that there was nothing worth remembering, and after killing time for a while, she finally couldn't find anything to do, so she obediently lay back on the bed.

She was in high spirits, but her body was already weak and tired, so she fell asleep immediately with a pillow.

It was blank, the ground was as soft as clouds, and the sky was cloudless and lightless, the heaven and the earth were one, and there was nothing around them, infinitely desolate.

Where is this?

Chen Qinghuan, who was asleep, was here at the moment, she walked aimlessly, feeling like a dream, if a person was in a dream, it was difficult to realize that she was dreaming, but she was extremely awake and felt that this was a dream.

What a strange dream, there is no end in sight, there is no edge in sight, and walking forward is also standing still, so Chen Qinghuan simply stopped and did not move.

Without the sound of her footsteps, the last trace of voice was gone, "Hello, anyone." She shouted.

"Yes. An ethereal and familiar voice rang out from the air.

It seems to be Yao Jia's voice? Chen Qinghuan looked puzzled, the voice in his dream was Yao Jia's voice, which was a bit excessive.

"Who are you? She asked, staring to the sky.

The voice moved closer to her, "I am the spirit who can grant your wishes. ”

Chen Qinghuan was silent, "Then can you make me rich, I thank you." ”

This time it was the turn of the voice to be silent, so Chen Qinghuan laughed faintly, and the laughter echoed.

"It's really poor, how did you survive. ”

"What?"

"I exist to fulfill other people's wishes, and that day I was on the plane and fulfilled one person's wish. The voice that claimed to be the Spirit said.

"You saved me, let me go back to the present?"

Chen Qinghuan instantly understood the other party's words, but his stomach was full of questions, and the voice replied: "It's me, and it's not just me." ”

"At that time, I heard a lot of wishes, and everyone prayed in their hearts that they could live, and I felt bored, so I chose a different wish, that is, the person next to you, and the person she wanted to live was not herself, but you. ”

"Her wish is more interesting than the average person, so I fulfilled her wish and let you live. ”

Chen Qinghuan pinched her left arm with her right hand, it hurt so much! It wasn't a dream? She would never have believed these things before, but now she had to believe it.

In other words, she should have died like others, because of Yao Jia, and the "spirit" in front of her, she had a chance to be reborn?

"But ah, the desire to survive is conditional. The voice said, "If you want to live in your own world, you have to go to another world to live for the dead." Those people are the opposite of you, you should have survived, they all died when they didn't deserve to die. ”

"Originally, the condition was supposed to be fulfilled by the wisher, but the girl is dead, so you have to do it for her. ”

Chen Qinghuan was confused when he heard it, and probably understood, "What does it mean to live for others?"

The sound didn't appear again, but countless doors suddenly rose from the ground, standing in a staggered manner in this empty area.

"Choose a door to open, behind each door is a new world, and when you die from that world, you can return to your original world, friendly reminder, the taste of death is not very pleasant, cherish your hard-won life. ”

After listening to the explanation, Chen Qinghuan still had too many questions, and he didn't know where to start.

The voice preemptively asked, "Do you know why you're going back to this year?"

The first year of junior high school, eleven years old, there should be nothing special, she looked down and thought, and replied, "Because this is the time when I met Yao Jia?"

"You're smart. "From now until the time you were supposed to die, it's the time when you complete the conditions, and then you're free." ”

Chen Qinghuan silently calculated, from eleven to twenty-five years old, fourteen years, the price of resurrection seemed to be not small, she raised her head and said, "What are you?"

"I am the Spirit, who exists to fulfill the desires of man. ”

"What is the Spirit, God?"

"Spirit is spirit. ”

It seemed that he couldn't ask why, so Chen Qinghuan gave up asking.

The voice rang out again, this time drifting away, "Pick a door to open and good luck." "Heaven and earth are silent again, and they return to silence.

Chen Qinghuan shouted twice, but no one answered, she turned around and looked around, except that the door was the door, there was no exit, and her only choice was to choose a door to open.

These doors are very similar, she didn't dare to open them at will, because she knew that if she didn't choose well, she would make herself suffer, so she walked through several doors without even touching them.

The more probabilistic the event, the more difficult it is to choose, she simply sat on the ground in a quiet daze, her eyes were empty and she didn't know what she was thinking, and after a while, she eased up, stood up decisively and walked towards a door not far away.

The moment the door was opened, a dazzling light poured in from the other side of the door, which was the only bright spot in the gray world, Chen Qinghuan's figure was submerged in the light and disappeared, and when the door closed automatically, the door sank to the ground.

There are countless solitary doors left in this space.

Chen Qinghuan felt dizzy, and when she could open her eyes again, there was a scene she had never seen before.