Su Chen couldn't help but smile when he looked at the news that Yuzu had given him at this time.

The senior management of the Lightning Strike Library, after knowing that Mao Xuewang would give a light drawing illustration to Qingman Magazine, directly expressed his willingness to take out 30,000 yuan to show his sincerity, and asked very vaguely whether he wanted to come to the Lightning Strike Library to change the owner.

In this regard, Su Chen just silently left a bank account, and then refused.

Because he's already writing light in the lightning strike library now, and he still wants him to draw illustrations?

Really, how can you be so greedy?

He doesn't have the energy to work part-time anymore.

However, Su Chen really hoped that Su Xiaoxiao would give up writing and become a painter for the Lightning Strike Library.

Now Su Xiaoxiao's skills are almost enough, and she has mastered the two painting styles of Xiao Bury and Death Note, so she can be an illustrator or even a more powerful position.

And the most important thing is that compared to writing this kind of boiling business, drawing illustrations can be more or less relaxed, which is very suitable for Su Xiaoxiao's whimsical character.

However, Cao Cao and Lin Junjie arrived.

"Hey, dude, what are you smirking again?"

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao asked barefoot, lying on the single bed next to Su Chen.

"When did you come in? Didn't I lock my bedroom door? ”

Su Chen was so frightened by this cold sentence that he almost threw his mouse out, and glanced at the direction of the bedroom door in horror, only to see that the originally locked door there had been wide open.

"Please." The little girl held the pillow of the piano girl who was bigger than herself, and rolled around on the bed, "There is a key inserted in your door lock, and there is a hammer to lock the door from the inside?" ”

"I know that, but you don't have any sound at all, like a ghost, and that's terrifying." Su Chen complained, and then his face was full of disgust, "Also, can you stop rolling around on my bed?" ”

"Hah! Not only am I going to roll around on your bed, but I'm also going to step on your pillow! ”

"Are you a child? Bored. ”

Su Chen gave the little girl a caring look for the mentally retarded, and then ignored her, turned on her phone, and checked her text messages.

The 30,000 yuan of the lightning strike library has been credited to his account, and the efficiency is very high.

Seeing Su Chen flipping through the text messages, Su Xiaoxiao stopped rolling the sheets and asked curiously, "Is the manuscript fee coming in again?" ”

"Oh? Why do you ask? Su Chen glanced at her and asked rhetorically.

Su Xiaoxiao explained very naturally: "Because a poor man like you who has no friends, every time you read a text message, you either delete the harassing message, or confirm that the remuneration has arrived, and there is nothing else, right?" ”

Gan!

Su Chen's face darkened.

If you can talk, say more.

Really, sometimes, he really wants to tear that little cherry mouth.

"Why, when did I become a poor man with no friends?"

"No, do you have friends?! Wouldn't it, wouldn't it? ”

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes widened in extreme surprise, and his vivid little expression, coupled with the same "no" as a repeater, made Su Chen's teeth itch with anger.

But as if he had thought of something, he suddenly smiled.

"Heh, someone seems to be very powerful, but in fact, he is at home from school, and he doesn't have any friends, right?"

nbsp; Not to be outdone, Su Chen replied.

But what he didn't expect was that this made the little girl's face pale and wilted directly.

The speed of changing his face like a Sichuan opera made Su Chen stunned.

nbp; Belch...... What did you say wrong? Why did this girl become like a frosted eggplant in an instant?

"What's wrong with you? Did I say it hurts? Su Chen asked cautiously.

"yes, speaking of the sore spots." Su Xiaoxiao's eyes were blank, "When I think of going to school after the suspension limit is over, I feel bored." ”

"What, don't you want to go to school?"

"Truth be told, I'm going to drop out of school in a while." Su Xiaoxiao hesitated for a long time and said what he thought.

nbp; "Drop out, you're crazy?"

Su Chen was stunned and taken aback.

"Now that you've dropped out of school, what can you do in the future? With your small body, people don't want to move bricks. ”

"Live streaming can support myself, and ...... I want to write. Su Xiaoxiao's answer was simple.

This made Su Chen's face complicated.

I'll lose you Rem, she won't still be thinking about her "Academy Enchantress", right?

He actually wanted to tell her that at your level, writing is probably just hitting the street, not to mention that it is still lightly published, if it weren't for borrowing some horror house routines this time, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to pass the review level.

It's okay to be a hobby, but if Su Xiaoxiao really wants to publish physical books, Su Chen will definitely not support it.

Dream is a very naïve word, and realizing dreams is a very cruel word.

Alas, many times, if you want to do something, you don't just have to be enthusiastic.

bsp; "Dropping out...... You have to have a proper job. ”

Su Chen sighed.

"Think about it carefully, after dropping out, with your academic qualifications, you basically can't do anything except live broadcast."

“……”

Su Xiaoxiao lowered her head and didn't speak.

nbsp; To be honest, Su Chen now suspects that the reason why the little girl said such a thing is because she is too idle at home from school, and she has nothing to do except the live broadcast every day, which makes her mentality change.

A normal person is not an ascetic, and if he does not come into contact with the outside world, his psychology will definitely change.

So Su Chen, who thought of this, felt that it was necessary to let the little girl go out and walk around.

"That's right, Xiaoxiao, I have an invitation from the Lightning Strike Library, I hope I can go to their place as a painting instructor, and it just so happens that you don't have to go to school now, how about giving you a try for this job?"

"Let me go...... Being a lecturer? ”

Su Xiaoxiao's mouth grew and he was stunned.

It's a lot crazier than dropping out of school or something.

A young girl who has just come of age to become a teacher for a group of painters whose qualifications are unknown to how old they are, this is impossible to think about.

"That's right, as a lecturer, it's good that Mao Xuewang's account can be regarded as having your part."

nbsp Su Chen didn't panic at all.

After his observation, the drawing technology in this world is too backward, which is also the main reason for the backwardness of the comic industry.

Even the most basic sketching knowledge in his previous life was enough for those old painters to eat for a year when he got here.

Not to mention those cartoonists who have no one to guide and try to copy Mao Xuewang's painting style.

Therefore, even Su Xiaoxiao, who has only mastered a little bit of painting skills on the earth, is enough to go to the lightning strike library to teach people to fish.

"Dude, you...... Is it finally confused? ”

However, Su Xiaoxiao still didn't believe it, frowning and pondering.

"Besides, the Lightning Strike Library is where I posted some time ago, right? How could you be invited to work? ”

……