CHAPTER XIII

"It's you!"

"Actually...... It's you!! ”

Wang Ming originally wanted to have a good relationship with his future assistant, but he didn't expect that the person who came turned out to be his tablemate. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yue Qianming was a little panicked, originally thought that she would not be discovered by her classmates at school, but now she was known by her peers, at this time Yue Qianming regretted it very much, and she didn't know what happened to her. Originally, if I didn't know each other, then it would be okay to say, but now that I meet an acquaintance, what can I do?

Madoka looked at the silent two and asked suspiciously, "Huh?" You know each other! ”

"I don't know."

"I don't know."

Looking at the two of them speaking in unison, Madoka seemed to understand something, and said to herself: "Ah, since you know each other, it's easy to do, I'll go get you something to drink, you talk first." ”

With Xiaoyuan's departure, the room was quiet again, the door of the conference room was soundproofed well, and the sound outside could hardly be heard.

"The ......"

"The ......"

"You speak first!"

"You speak first."

Wang Ming knew that if it went on like this, he didn't know when it would be a head, so he said directly: "I'll say it first!" ”

Yue Qianming was like an injured rabbit, holding her arms with both hands, as if she could help herself resist the outside world, but this action made the well-developed little rabbit on Yue Qianming's chest more and more tall, and with the look of "I'm very soft, don't bully me" on Yue Qianming's face, if it weren't for Wang Ming's good concentration, maybe she would have turned into a wolf and tasted the taste of the rabbit......

"Ahem..."Coughing twice, suppressing the scarlet thoughts in his heart, Wang Ming said with a smile: "Since we are in the four seasons, please use our identity as a cartoonist to communicate, my name is Qingbai, the green of the grass, the white of white, 16 years old this year, I am a rookie cartoonist, hello." ”

Wang Ming's proposal made Yue Qianming a little excited, they had already been discovered, and if she retreated from the battle now, she would only make others look down on her.

"You... Hello, I... My name is... It's called Moon Tea, the Moon of the Moon... month, the tea of tasting, should be regarded as a ...... Well, rookie painters. ”

Hearing Yue Qianming's words, Wang Ming looked surprised.

I didn't expect Yue Qianming to comment on herself like this.

A manga artist is a type of person who makes a living from the creation of comics. A painter is a person who has made painting as a profession and has less skill and experience.

At first glance, the difference between the two may not sound significant, but in fact there is a huge difference. Wang Ming knew this in his heart, and he was surprised by Yue Qianming's self-evaluation at will.

However, this kind of thing is not something that Wang Ming needs to consider.

Looking at Yue Qianming, who was gradually letting down her guard in front of her, Wang Ming said patiently: "That's the case, my comic assistant needs to do a lot of work. For example, help with drawing original paintings, coloring, painting backgrounds, pasting dots, post-painting, external liaison and other things. Of course, if you do it right, you can leave all of Bleach to you. ”

Wang Ming profoundly understood a truth in the years when he was mixed at the bottom of the society, that is: if you want the horse to run, you have to feed it grass, even if you don't feed the grass, you must draw a big pie to let it know that it can get ahead in the future.

"What? Is this true? ”

Yue Qianming couldn't believe it, it was really the first time she had heard someone say that a cartoonist would hand over all the works he was serializing to an assistant to draw, wasn't he afraid that the next works would not be serialized?

Yue Qianming is not a flower in a greenhouse, since she became a cartoonist at the age of 14, she has seen too many things, and she has a clear understanding of the current situation of society. Knowing is knowing, knowing is knowing, but I really want to be a lotus.

A few years ago, the comic assistant bullying case was very big, involving more than 100 cartoonists, and was finally forcibly suppressed by the comic association, and that year was Yue Qianming's first year in the comic industry.

"If it weren't for the review of the first submission, I might have been a comic assistant, maybe I would have been a ......comic assistant, maybe I would be a pervert controlled by a certain Lori" Thinking of this, Yue Qianming secretly glanced at Wang Ming, and when she saw that the other party had found out, she quickly withdrew her gaze and lowered her head to do nothing.

"Of course it's true, what's there to lie to you, I can't use up the ideas in my head, and I'm a person who won't stop, so if you want to be my assistant, you have to keep up with me!"

Wang Ming said something with a sincere expression that would cause a critical blow to most cartoonists, including Yue Qianming.

Yue Qianming stuck out her tongue: "You're amazing, okay, we can't compare." ”

Yue Qianming's words brought Wang Ming back to his senses.

"Damn, I'm making the same old mistake again."

In the past, Wang Ming always liked to talk about it in front of girls, although what he said was true, but after a long time, it would give people a feeling of "this person is not real", after all, no matter how much he said, it was better to do it well.

Wang Ming calmed down and talked about the salary of the comic assistant: "That's the case, my income for drawing a page of sketches is 300 dragon yuan, in the early stage, when you are familiar with the stage, I will give you a salary of 40 dragon yuan per sheet, and when you can complete the original painting independently, it will be divided into six or four parts, and the single book also has your royalty of five thousandths, what do you think?" ”

"What?"

At this moment, Yue Qianming was really shocked, and even Xiao Yuan, who was hiding outside the door and eavesdropping, was also shocked.

There is a salary of nearly 4,000 dragon yuan in the familiarization stage, which is high, but it is also worthy of the value of Teacher Yueming. But when it is done independently, what the hell is it that there is such a six-quarter ratio? Also, the comic assistant can even get a share of the cartoonist's single book, which is the first in the industry.

At noon, Xiao Yuan asked the editor-in-chief Liu Chengfeng how much the single book of "Death" would sell, and Liu Chengfeng's answer at that time, Xiao Yuan still remembered it clearly.

"If this level is maintained, the average copy will sell about 10 million copies; If you go to the next level, it should be about the same if you sell a copy for 20 million. ”

When signing the contract, Madoka asked Wang Ming how long "Death" was expected, and Wang Ming said about 500 words at that time. According to this number, the twelve chapters are a single book, that is to say, there are about forty-two copies, multiplied by 20 million, which is 850 million copies, the price of a single book is 30 dragon yuan, Wang Ming's royalty is 10%, and if the tax is removed, there are about 20 billion.

According to Teacher Qingbai's proposal, Teacher Yueming can get one-twentieth of the royalty, that is, 100 million, which is already better than her own painting "Magical Girl? Love makes a lot of money.