As soon as the bell rang for the end of the last class of the afternoon, Tranquility had not had time to rush out of the corridor, but found that the schoolbag on his back was dragged. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Xiao Jing, will you go to my house today?"

"I'm sorry, there's a game this afternoon, why don't you go to your house tomorrow?" After all, it is estimated that it is already past seven o'clock after the game. Tranquility said to her table mate with an apologetic smile.

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, I'll go with you, it's been a month since school started, I haven't seen Xiaojing's club yet, take this opportunity to visit."

Maybe it's because she has been at home for too long on "sick leave", and basically stays at home for a week, so Ling Xin didn't miss her big bed as usual after class today.

Usually after class, not like those who are in a hurry to participate in club activities.

Ling Xin packed her schoolbag slowly, and was basically the last person to leave the classroom, but today she followed Ning Jing to leave the classroom first.

Originally, Ling Xin was going to wait for everyone in the classroom to leave almost gone, and then handed over the original manuscript of "Naruto" drawn by the "holiday" a few days ago to Wang Yuan, but the plan couldn't catch up with the changes.

At this time, Ling Xin, who was on a whim, only wanted to accompany her friends, after all, it had been so long since school started, and she didn't even know what her friend's club looked like, Ling Xin felt that she was too much of a bastard.

Ling Xin's character is like this, when she thinks of it, she is a stubble, and when she thinks of it, she has to do it.

However, she didn't forget Wang Yuan either, so when Ling Xin pulled Tranquility out of the teaching building, she estimated that there were not many people in the classroom at the time, so she held Tranquility's hand with one hand and Sydney's mobile phone in the other, and boarded the hill number of the "Teacher Suixin".

"I put the manuscript of the third chapter of Naruto in my drawer, you can take it yourself." The message was sent to Wang Yuan with the Qiuqiu.

At this time, Wang Yuan was still wondering, after all, the latest issue of the weekly "EON Boy" was released on Thursday, and Ling Xin would usually give him the manuscript of the next chapter more than a week in advance, usually this Thursday's draft, Ling Xin would give it to him before last Wednesday, and at the latest on Wednesday.

After all, Ling Xin also knew that Wang Yuan was still in the "alone" period at this time, and he didn't have any assistants, so even if it was a week, he was still a little rushed, and the time couldn't be less.

The reason why she didn't find an assistant for Wang Yuan to find a studio was because Ling Xin felt that the appropriate "embarrassment" was a test, and the appropriate pressure could promote people's progress.

But when this "difficulty" reaches the point where it cannot be completed at all, it becomes a "difficulty".

But this week, Ling Xin didn't give him the manuscript before Wednesday because she was "sick", of course, the classmates, including Wang Yuan, thought that Ling Xin was indeed sick, after all, the news was still said by Lin Xiaolan, a math teacher who has always been "rigorous", in class.

That day, Lin Xiaolan also praised Ling Xin's "sick exam" in public, "love learning" and "responsible" attitude in class.

Therefore, Ling Xin took the exam with illness, and then fainted in the examination room and was sent to the hospital, basically the entire grade knew about it.

So although Wang Yuan is in a hurry, there is not much time left in his anxiety, and the manuscript of the next issue has not yet arrived, so he is afraid that it will be too late to draw it. On "EON Boy", although the novice protection period will not be cut in half, there is such a rule, that is, it is not allowed to suspend the publication, once the publication is suspended, it will be cut in half immediately, and there is no favor to talk about.

After all, for the magazine, you still learn to suspend the work when you are still a novice, and when you become popular, don't "go out to collect materials" all day long?! There are enough masters in the magazine, and the editors are too critical of the bad behavior of the "uncles" of those great gods, but you are still closed for a newcomer and new works? Good! I'm going to put you off forever! Let you take a break at once!

So Wang Yuan has been very anxious in the past few days, and has always hoped that Ling Xin's illness will be cured soon, but he didn't know that when he was looking forward to it, Ling Xin was lying on the bed and playing with his mobile phone energetically......

However, Wang Yuan actually didn't blame Ling Xin at all, after all, Teacher Suixin had been taking him to "fly", although the process of flying this time was really short, but he was already content, he knew that with his own meritless painter, he was not worthy of Teacher Suixin's works at all, although after the serialization began in the past few weeks, Wang Yuan not only completed the serialization of comics, but also began to work overtime to learn painting skills to improve his painting level, but this level of improvement requires years of accumulation, although he has worked very hard, But the fastest effect was the dark sockets under his eyes......

Wang Yuan, who was sitting behind Ling Xin, saw the girl leave, but Wang Yuan didn't stop her, after all, Wang Yuan thought that the girl a few days ago was still in a "serious illness", how could she have time to draw a manuscript? The girl fainted in the examination room, and the teacher went to her home to confirm it in person, is this news still fake?

So Wang Yuan didn't stop her from asking for a manuscript, but smiled bitterly and mourned for her short trip to "EON Boy". Then silently began to pack his bag.

Slowly tidying up, his right hand touched the bulging "several" things of different lengths and thicknesses in the schoolbag.

Is it that the god of fate can't get used to my luck? That's why the teacher is sick and can't draw the manuscript?

So! I won't give up! I will continue to improve! Until one day, when I had the pleasure of working with Teacher Suixin again, no one questioned my "luck"!

Wang Yuan gently touched the brushes through his schoolbag, but his heart kept roaring under his calm appearance.

Suddenly, the phone in his trouser pocket that was close to his thigh vibrated for a moment. After all, at school, Wang Yuan usually turns his mobile phone to vibration mode, so as not to miss the call because the motivation for vibration is too small, so he always puts the mobile phone in his personal pocket.

"I put the manuscript of the third chapter of Naruto in my drawer, you can take it yourself." turned on the phone, and what popped up was a message from Qiuqiu that made Wang Yuan jump up happily.

The so-called contrast gap will be more obvious, right? After several days of mental torture, Wang Yuan basically had to give up, and of course he was happy to receive this news at this time.

As for getting the manuscript two days later than usual, and the submission deadline every Tuesday was less than four days, Wang Yuan was not worried at all, but his heart was full of fighting spirit at this time.

Do you say from time to time that you fainted in the exam room? Didn't the teacher say that she would visit again in one day, and she was still very weak?

Wang Yuan automatically made up a pair of brains, the girl was lying on the hospital bed, covered with a snow-white quilt and leaning on the head of the bed, her left hand was placed on her side, and the transparent liquid in the infusion bottle on the side went down the infusion tube into the skin of the girl's equally transparent left hand, the girl put the manuscript paper on her lap, and the free right hand continued to draw on the blank manuscript paper.

Uh, stickman.

As if because of the torture of illness, the girl's brows have been slightly furrowed, and her small mouth is slightly open and gasping. Despite this, the girl's eyes kept staring at the manuscript paper in front of her, and there was only seriousness in her eyes. Suddenly! The girl's right hand holding the pen squeezed the pencil tightly, the back of the hand was placed to her mouth, and then a violent cough came from the hospital bed......

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Thinking like this, Wang Yuan only had one idea at this time.

She can still persist even after she is so sick, so what qualifications do I have to give up?!

Four days?! Four days is more than enough!