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The participation of the whole people, the creation of stars, the creation of attention to earn ratings, the final result is that Hunan Taili sub-group has reached the top strongly, and has firmly grasped the name of the first brother of local Taiwan in his hands for more than ten years, and has only recently been caught up by Zhejiang Taiwan.

And what Li Shitang, or Xitang, has to do is to repeat this process.

Nanhe No. 2 Senior High School, although it is summer vacation at this time, the students in the third year of high school have come to the school a month in advance.

Mu Shichen stared closely at the math teacher on the podium, the math teacher occasionally swept by, and when he saw such a serious student, he was relieved, and his interest in lecturing became more and more high.

However, what Mu Shichen thought was that this teacher was a little lower, and the place was a little in the middle, if he could be a little bit more than that, and then wear a pair of ten-centimeter-high heels, it would definitely look a lot more coordinated with the blackboard...

"It's a soil mine, it exploded, it's a soil mine!" The melancholy singing suddenly sounded, Mu Shichen was shocked, and when he looked around, many students had already looked over!

Mu Shichen was speechless, he was just an ordinary student, he was also an ordinary student, he was also ordinary in his studies, he usually didn't even call his parents much, he naturally didn't need to turn on any airplane mode, who knew that now the phone suddenly rang!

"Who's phone hasn't been turned off yet!" The math teacher yelled.

Mu Shichen hurriedly took out his mobile phone, glanced at it and was about to hang up, but the next moment, the red button couldn't be pressed.

451 people have labeled this call as "Science Fiction Literary Painting" magazine!

His heart skipped a beat: "Teacher, I'll go out and answer a call!" ”

With that, he hurried out of the classroom.

A group of classmates were stunned, Mu Shichen, who is usually inconspicuous and leaky, actually dared to call during class time?

The math teacher didn't care, they were all high school students, and he felt that Mu Shichen should be able to distinguish the priorities.

Mu Shichen walked out of the stairs, connected the phone, and heard a sweet voice on the other side of the phone: "May I ask if you are Teacher Shuimu Qingchen?" ”

Mu Shichen, who has been calling other people's teachers, has never been called a teacher, so he naturally nodded hurriedly, regardless of whether he could see it on the phone or not: "Yes, yes, I'm Shuimu Qingchen, did you pass my manuscript?" ”

His identity is naturally an ordinary high school student, but what his classmates don't know is that he is still a very powerful painter.

He fell in love with the art when he was introduced to painting in kindergarten and has never given up practicing it for more than a decade.

Some time ago, someone in the class circulated science fiction paintings, and when he read it, he noticed the submission address on it, and then spent a short fifteen-day vacation to come up with a story and send it over.

Now it's finally happening.

"Hello Mr. Mizuki, I'm Qingyang, the editor of Xitang Wenhua, responsible for the review of love comics, that's it, your comic "Qinghe by the Stream" is a painter, and the storyline is very good, but because the length is too short..."

"You mean, can't be serialized?" Mu Shichen asked.

Qingyang smiled: "Teacher Mizuki is a rookie author!" ”

Mu Shichen's face flushed, yes.

"If you want to serialize, you have to provide five words or about seventy-five pages of comic content, and submit the comic outline to us, we can review it, we can sign a contract with you and you start serializing in our magazine!" Qingyang explained in detail.

Mu Shichen was speechless: "Okay!" ”

It's that he thinks too simply.

"But we in Xitang are preparing a "Golden Pen Award", I think this short story of yours can enter the preliminary round, I want to ask if you want to try to participate!" Qingyang said again.

"What Xitang, isn't it a science fiction painting, and what is the Golden Pen Award?" Mu Shichen asked.

"Our science fiction painting is now renamed Xitang Wenhua, the Golden Pen Award is a short comic contest initiated by our Xitang, not limited to the subject matter, not limited to the style of painting, set up a first prize, two second prizes, three third prizes, if the winners want, can be serialized in our Xitang paintings..."Qingyang probably explained.

Mu Shichen touched his chin, why did he look so much like a liar?

"Well, I don't have to pay anything, right?" He asked.

Qingyang hurriedly shook his head: "This is not necessary, as long as you want, I will report your work, if you pass the pre-selection, there will be your work in the next issue of the magazine, and the works that have passed the preliminary round will be announced on our official website, and the readers will vote to determine the author of the semi-final!" ”

"Oh, just let me say yes?" Mu Shichen asked.

Qingyang mumbled a few times.

This kind of thing, Mu Shichen naturally won't refuse, he also wants to continue to tease this liar in case Qingyang is a liar.

It's a pity that Qingyang is not.

After the two exchanged QQ numbers, Qingyang hung up the phone, and then flipped through "Green Lotus by the Stream", this work is indeed good.

Li Shitang ran away again after explaining the matter, so that Wang Yue only felt that his eggs hurt, he had to go to the Cultural Affairs Bureau to report, find a jewelry company to customize gold pens and silver pens, and find an Internet company to optimize the simple official website, increase real-name registration and voting, and the function of reading comics on the website.

Speaking of which, their official website of Xitang is still the first website in China where an account and ID number are bound, but this can't be helped, after all, there will be votes, and other beauty pageants or monthly tickets will be brushed if you swipe them, which has no impact on other websites.

But on Xitang's side, if a very bad comic is topped, the Golden Pen Award will become a joke!

On the ninth floor and eighth floor of Xitang Building, Li Shitang was divided into Beam Animation Studio, this studio is now only eleven people, which is naturally not enough, after all, Li Shitang still wants to one day produce N more animations at the same time.

Of course, they are no longer a beam studio, but a Xitang animation department, and the minister is the former head of the room, Arai Sogo, yes, a Japanese.

Li Shitang also understood why Liu Guanghua was such an atmospheric person who had to sue them, after all, Liu Guanghua was not only a literary scholar, but also a very famous angry young man, and he also took the lead in the parade during the Diaoyu and Island incidents.

However, Arai Sogo is indeed talented, and can speak fluent Chinese, and has given himself the Chinese name Li Chongguang, what reason does Li Shitang have not to use him?

They've been here for two days.,But the first job is to assume the official website.,It's a pity that Li Shitang thinks about it.,A bunch of computer technology for making animation is limited in good or good.,So you have to have another company to optimize and upgrade.。

At this time, Li Shitang was sitting here, studying the comics drawn by Xitang with eleven employees of the animation department.

See which ones are suitable for animation.