It's night, starry and brightly lit.

A petite girl with snow-white skin is pouting her ass and writhing back and forth in the vanity mirror in the room.

Because of this position of the petite girl, she has long silver-white hair, which falls from the side of her shoulders, and at first glance, it seems to be a pure white and flawless match in the sky.

The silver-white long-haired girl, who tried to tilt her head back, but couldn't really see it, frowned, and stopped such a useless move. Then she seemed to suddenly think of something, a flash of light flashed in her eyes, she smiled, picked up the phone and put it behind her, and directly took ten consecutive shots.

After the shooting, the girl squatted on the bed, looked at the photo just taken, and nodded again and again.

"It turns out that this fat (insertion) is worn like this~~"

Then, from between the lips that were as thin as cherry blossoms, such terrible words were spitted out.

After understanding what the real thing was wearing, the girl closed her eyes slightly and began to conceive of the character in her mind. After about five minutes, the girl suddenly opened her eyes, picked up the pen tablet and electronic pen that she had prepared on the side, and with a thoughtful look on her face, she sketched the image of a two-dimensional girl with a bewitching figure.

At the end, the girl looked back and forth at the figure she had just drawn, frowning as if dissatisfied, and just about to erase the redrawing, the mobile phone that was still on the bed suddenly vibrate.

Because a girl is a person who doesn't like to go out, the only communication channel with the outside world is the Internet. Because of this, there are no irrelevant people on the girl's various social accounts, or people who have nothing to do with work.

From this, it is easy to draw a corollary - once the mobile phone rings, in addition to the arrears text message from the operator, there must be work-related things that have come to the door.

…… The girl really thought this way before she picked up the phone. And yet—

- Tu Su: "I'm sorry to take the liberty of writing this evening, has Mr. Eromana rested? If not, I have a few things I'd like to confirm with you."

Eromana: "Isn't this Baili, super passionate about work, one book a month, no matter how the illustrator works, Mr. Tu Su! What's the matter?"

Jiang Yu looked at the other party a little speechlessly, which was obviously a word of complaining and complaining, shrugged helplessly, shook his head with a smile, and began to reply.

Tu Su: "It's great that you haven't slept yet, teacher! I'm sorry for the illustrations of this new work.,Please allow me to talk here to express my gratitude.。 And then...... I heard that you took another light illustration, teacher, right?"

When Izumi Sawu saw this, he was so shocked that he almost flew his phone out. But when she thought about it, she immediately understood that it was impossible for the other party to know the situation in her family, and she would definitely not know that the light book in his mouth would actually be written by her brother, who lived under the same roof as her and took care of her daily life for a whole year.

After calming down, Izumi Saki pursed her lips, and her ten fingers flew nimbly on the small virtual keyboard.

Elomana: "That's true, but the other party is not as diligent as you, Mr. Tu Su?"

Tu Su: "...... What I'm trying to say is that if you're too late to illustrate, I'll try to get the editor to slow down the publication a bit."

As for how to slow down...... Of course, it is back to the normal light writer, and the manuscript is submitted once every three to four months!

Although it is possible that he copied the entire book up to the 12th volume of "Spring Things" before doing so, and made some changes, he can take it out with confidence.

After seeing Jiang Yu's suggestion, Izumi Sawu was stunned for a while, and hurriedly began to respond.

Elomana: "It doesn't have to be! I believe that Mr. Tu Su, your fans, must be looking forward to the story in the future! So try to let me match the speed of your publishing! Besides...... Isn't that what an illustrator does? How can you make the publisher wait?"

You know, with the deepening of her illustration work, she has also become a loyal fan of "Spring Things", and after watching the content of the fourth volume first, she is more and more interested in what will happen next.

At this time, although she is complaining, will she be willing to let this writer, who rarely does not delay the manuscript or even submits it early, become one of the many salted fish?

How can it be!

As for the illustration problem......

Izumi Saki bit her nails and decided to drop a few more live broadcasts, take less magazine work, watch less anime works, and visit Amazon a few fewer times......

I always feel that the more I go to the back, the more I feel the urge to cry, is it my delusion?

Jiang Yu looked at this long list of words with some surprise - why are there so many exclamation points? - Such questions filled his heart at once.

But none of this mattered, the familiar two-headed figure in a maid's costume on the computer immediately attracted his attention. After quickly replying to his illustrator for a sentence or two, Jiang Yu just wanted to move the mouse and click on the program of the sister shake sauce, but he saw his computer screen, which went straight to black.

On the other side, Izumi Sawu looked at Jiang Yu's last sentence, snorted twice, threw the phone back, and continued to ponder the picture just now.

……

Tu Su: "So, you're in such a hurry to find me, just want me to take a name?"

Ryunosuke Akasaka: "That's right."

Seeing that such a natural and unreasonable remark, Jiang Yu didn't know what to say, grabbed his hair, and began to tap on the keyboard again.

Tu Su: "I hadn't thought about this before...... Why are you in such a hurry?"

Ryunosuke Akasaka: "Of course, it's for publicity, after all, 'in' is about to be completed, and when the beta version is released on the Internet, I plan to put a name on it and promote it. Otherwise, we'll have to put the names of the two of us and the artist you are looking for."

Tu Su: "You are really simple and rude......

Ryunosuke Akasaka: "I'm just thinking about it and proposing the most concise way to do it."

Tu Su: "It's really like what a programmer would say."

Ryunosuke Akasaka: "Say whatever you want, please think about the name as soon as possible. I'm expecting to release the initial debugging version on the web in the middle of next month, which is the fastest time I can calculate, considering the first test after completion."

Tu Su: "I see. But what about the name...... I have an idea, I don't know what you think."

Ryunosuke Akasaka: "Let's talk about it, but I won't judge from the perspective of ordinary people."

Jiang Yu didn't pay attention to the other party's spicy words, but with a slight inexplicable smile on his face, he typed word by word.

Tu Su: "'Heavenly White Jade King', what do you think?" I want to talk about "Programmer in the Second Yuan" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~