In Jiang Yu's opinion, the drawings of these people sent by the other party not only reached the level of the works that the black cat showed him before, but even faintly surpassed.

If it is a higher level of one or two paintings, it may be explained by the fact that it is in good condition. However, if this is the case in almost all paintings, it only means that the other person's ability has improved.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Yu couldn't help but secretly speak. If the other party's previous painting level is probably not much different from the blonde tsundere book painter in the club, he has now steadily overwhelmed him.

But...... What's going on with this picture?!

Jiang Yu's eyes focused on the last picture of the character of Dango (Yui Yuihama), and his expression was a little subtle.

It's not because there's anything strange about this picture - the lines are clear, the light and shadow effects of the hair are just right, and with the other party's free play of the general martial arts uniform, which is similar to the previous life but not the same, and the other party's iconic hairstyle, which is jokingly called "dango", it still looks like the gentle Yui Yui.

But......

It's a dead life! The boobs of the dumplings are gone!

It's not like the TV animation in the previous life.,Due to the mistakes of the producer.,Caused by the bug that appears from time to time; But simply from the character design, the chest is a horse Pingchuan!

The corners of Jiang Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and he typed in response to the black cat: "That...... I think it's a little bit of a problem, so can I talk to the artist?"

The five more glasses on the opposite side seemed to be standing in front of the mobile phone, and the response was very fast.

Black Cat: "Of course! However, Mr. Eromana has never shown up, and most of the work commissions are delivered through the Internet, and I heard that his editors can only be contacted through the Internet. If Mr. Tu Su wants to find him, it seems impossible to communicate face-to-face offline, but it should be possible on LINE!"

Immediately afterwards, Wugen Liuli searched for her friend list again, and after flipping through the LINE number of Teacher Eromanga, she sent it to the only author under her.

After Jiang Yu received the news, he immediately added the other party's friends, wrote down his identity and purpose in the information column, and waited for a while, but after not getting a response immediately, he didn't care anymore.

And recently he has been inexplicably busy, so he just wants to be salted by his temperament at night, and he just chatted a few words with his editor Black Cat, just because the other party said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Tu Su, I'm a little busy now, can I talk about it later?" I had to end the topic.

In the end, Jiang Yu, who really had nothing else to do and didn't want to go to the liver game production, rubbed his chin and began to watch his sister's game journey with interest.

Just as Jiang Yu pointed out from time to time and the murmur was complaining, Shiina Mashiro's bedroom quietly pushed away a small arc, and a pair of pure and flawless orange eyes stared firmly at the two brothers and sisters who were laughing.

……

On the other side, An Yilun is also at home.

Because of the hard work all day, as soon as he got home, after fooling his parents at will, An Yilun, who threw himself on the bed with a sore back, his eyes were sluggish, and the back of one hand was a little weakly on his forehead, slightly blocking the soft light.

"Uh~~ah~~ha——!"

Lying on the bed and stretching his waist, An Yilun also tried to shake his head, wanting to straighten up with a carp directly as usual, turn over and get out of bed, but accidentally rubbed the injury caused by moving furniture today, and suddenly bared his teeth again.

After finally stopping his action of inhaling the air conditioner, An Yilun also looked at the "Goal: 1 million yen!" posted on his most precious light bookshelf. He sighed helplessly and muttered in a low voice: "Sure enough, 1 million is not easy~"

Although Jiang Yu strongly asked him to bear half of the cost before, An Yilun was still not ready to trouble his friends in this kind of matter.

The wonderful plan that came up with before had already impressed An Yilun, and then he had to hand over all the procedural problems to the other party. Thinking that although I can't help each other in the field of creators, I must not be able to get rid of this group of talented creators in the community in other aspects.

Therefore, Recently, An Yilun always gets up early at five o'clock in the morning and starts his first part-time job in the morning, and then has another part-time job in the morning, noon, afternoon, and evening...... It's just a desperate posture, showing his determination to definitely make up the cost of the game's production, and even the remuneration of everyone in the club.

Of course, everyone in the club doesn't know these things now, and even An Yilun's parents only have the impression that their children have been going out early and returning late late, and they seem tired.

Well...... They didn't think of anything strange, should they say that they were fortunate not to be assimilated by An Yilun's house realm, or should they say that they are really enlightened parents?

Soaking in the bathtub, An Yilun also exhaled a long breath from his throat, and in the water flow at the right temperature, he seemed to have risen to the clouds, and the fatigue in his body seemed to be gradually subsiding, and his head became dizzy.

Tomorrow seems to be a part-time job only in the morning? Maybe you can get everyone in the community together?

In a trance, An Yilun also had such an idea in his mind.

……

Detective in a mansion on top of the slope.

Ying Lili is wearing a green tracksuit from junior high school at random, gritting her teeth and fighting against the paper in front of her, and some terrifying sounds are coming out of her throat from time to time, as if the dark side of being a creator has just been triggered.

Sayuri Sawamura, who was about to go out, passed by her daughter's bedroom, looking at the room that was still bright in the middle of the night, except for the hair color, she was not too surprised by the young (zhong) light (niàn) female (nv) carved out of almost the same mold as the Ying pear pear.

In the past, when the deadline was approaching, in order to catch up with the schedule, it was three days and two nights, and Sayuri Sawamura, who couldn't be stopped, only tried to use the method of food supplements before or after the event to condition the body of Yingli Li.

Looking at the blonde girl who leaned over in front of the desk and wrote a book through the crack in the door, Sayuri Sawamura smiled helplessly, and Shi Shiran went out.

……

A high-end apartment.

A girl in a loose bathrobe with long silky black hair leans in front of the computer and makes a slight breathing sound, and on the screen, it is the end of the plot line of Ruka Urushihara that has just been written: "In the photo - Mayuri is there."

……

"Xiaohui? Still not sleeping? ”

Kyoko Kato rubbed her sleepy eyes, yawned lazily, looked at the bob-headed girl who was huddled on the bed, huddled on the bed, and was playing with her mobile phone, and asked with some confusion.

Megumi Kato replied softly, "I'll sleep later, auntie, you can sleep first." ”

"Hmm...... Well......"

The voice gradually lowered, and Kyoko Kato, who had been playing for a day, fell asleep again.

Megumi Kato looked up at the window, and by the bright moonlight tonight, she seemed to be able to see a place that was a little distant from her now, but extremely familiar......