Originally, Shen Xin wanted to show his hand and justify his cooking skills, but he was directly rejected by Xi Muhan, and he was a little unhappy, but Xi Muhan didn't have the slightest intention of giving in, and Shen Xin could only give up.

Ji Yinxuan washed her hands and came out of the kitchen, the look of joy on her face had not yet faded.

"Never made dumplings?" Shen Xin handed over the line draft.

"No, not that chance." Ji Yinxuan nodded slightly, and after taking the line draft, her eyes also fell on the line draft.

The background pattern has been modified with the assistance of blue lines, and the three-dimensional sense of the picture has been immediately enhanced a lot, coupled with the red pencil annotation and explanation, even people like Ji Yinxuan who have no foundation can understand one or two.

This is not to say that after the line drawing has been revised, there is no problem.

On the contrary, because Shen Xin has undergone large-scale revisions on three or four of the drawings, the process of correcting the original manuscript will be more cumbersome, so it is better to make a new copy according to Shen Xin's revised drawings.

"Thank you." Ji Yinxuan put away the line draft with satisfaction, and a rare smile appeared on her face, "By the way, how did things happen this morning?" ”

"There's no news yet, but when you say that, I'd like to know how things are going." Shen Xin took out his mobile phone and dialed Yan Fei's phone, and it took more than ten seconds for the phone to be connected.

"How's going on with Crumbling?"

"It's basically done. The Dreamer editorial team approached the parent and 'reassured' him. Yan Fei said.

said that it was to appease, but in fact, it was an extra sum of money to the parent, which was considered to be a financial disaster.

Tomorrow is the Spring Festival, and no one wants to cause trouble at this point in time.

"Anything else?" Shen Xin was a little worried.

"It's gone. This incident made Luo Zhi very angry, and he called Chen Zijiao directly, and the next episode of "Crumbling" must be over. At the same time, I also told other editors to pay attention to public opinion on the Internet, and some people in our magazine also paid special attention to this matter. ”

"Well, I'm sorry for Sister Yan." Shen Xin was slightly apologetic.

"This is what I should do...... Are you in the sea of clouds? ”

"Nope. I'm in Hongchuan, with friends. ”

"Really? It's fun, you don't have to worry about things here. Yan Fei admonished.

"Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Xin remembered what Wang Wenhong had said to him - don't stimulate Chen Zijiao, otherwise he is likely to do something out of the ordinary.

But from the current point of view, it should be impossible not to stimulate Chen Zijiao, right?

Shen Xin speculated in his heart.

After Ji Yinxuan put away the line drawing, she rolled up her sleeves again, tied her apron, and entered the kitchen.

Shen Xin once again said that he wanted to show his hand, but was pushed out by Xi Muhan.

In desperation, Shen Xin could only turn on the TV and wait for the Spring Festival Gala to be broadcast after the news.

When the two of them were alone, Xi Muhan rarely showed such a look.

Shen Xin suddenly felt that it was not bad to come to Hongchuan this time. If you stay in the sea of clouds, you definitely don't have this kind of atmosphere.

Now that the sketch has been revised, you can go to Hongchuan for a few days.

Tomorrow, I'll go to Hongchuan's comic merchandise shop first, and then watch the movie "The Legend of the Dragon King".

In the next few days, if you have time, I will visit a few magazines.

Just when Xi Muhan, Ji Yinxuan and Xia Luo were busy in the kitchen, Shen Xin had already planned the next itinerary.

The "exploration" of Hongchuan starts tomorrow!

Shen Xin stretched his waist and looked forward to tomorrow.

……

The sound of firecrackers exploding reached a dimly lit room.

"Ahh

Chen Zijiao suddenly opened his eyes, but his brain hurt terribly.

There are only three or four words left in "Crumbling", which makes Chen Zijiao's mood extremely bad, and the name drawn casually cannot satisfy the old editor, and the old editor is not like Wang Wenhong, who provides him with ideas, but the story is too cliché and too large to be used.

Chen Zijiao was extremely depressed, and after thinking about it again, he remembered to call Wang Wenhong, however, Wang Wenhong didn't pay attention to him at all.

He put this account on Wang Wenhong's person, but before that, he had to change the original name.

Seeing that if it dragged on any longer, the skylight would definitely be opened, so the old editor discussed it with the editor-in-chief.

Anyway, "Crumbling" is about to end, so it's better to let the name pass directly, and now that the Chinese New Year is approaching, it's too late to find a short story that can replace "Crumbling".

Therefore, the old editor proposed that the name could be passed, but the scale of this sentence should be reduced.

After Chen Zijiao learned that the name was approved, he immediately drew the original draft, but the name took too long. On the evening of the deadline, the manuscript was completed.

The old editor who got the original manuscript took a general look at the content, and found that there were several inconsistencies between the name and the original, but it was too late for Chen Zijiao to redraw, so he could only use whitening to deal with a relatively large storyboard, and then hurriedly typesetting it and handing it over to the printing house.

Chen Zijiao didn't want to make too many moths, he just wanted to let himself go in the last two words, but he didn't know which goddamn bastard actually posted his cartoons on the Internet.

Subsequently, the president personally came to his accommodation, questioned the incident, and demanded that he must apologize to readers and Su Han on Weibo.

"Why do you want to apologize to that woman?" Chen Zijiao was a little crazy.

It's really not good to draw some "harmonious" pictures in the teenage magazine, but isn't it processed by the "Holy Light"? Moreover, it's only two pages, so why apologize?

Not to mention Huaxia, even in District 11, there are comics that casually burst clothes.

What's more, the woman was nominally the original of "Crumbling", but no opinion was given other than to hand him a copy of the text.

Especially last month, he and Shen Xin had already fought to the point of seeing the bayonet (self-thought), and the woman still didn't give any advice.

"First of all, "Crumbling" is a buyout work, and Mr. Su Han is the original work, and we adapted it after we got the text. Secondly, whether or not the magazine has a contract with her, those two pages do affect her, so there is nothing wrong with asking you to apologize. ”

After Luo Zhi left, the more Chen Zijiao thought about it, the more angry he became, so he drank two large bottles of white wine with peanut beans and corned beef, and slept until late at night the next day.

Chen Zijiao glanced at his mobile phone and found that an unfamiliar number had called him more than a dozen times, he didn't need to guess, it must be Luo Zhi's phone.

"Damn, didn't you apologize on Weibo? What's the hurry? ”

Chen Zijiao let out a low roar, staggered up from the bed, came to the computer desk, turned on the computer, and glanced at the phone at the same time - 0:13.

This year's real TMD is unlucky.

He was brewing words of apology in his heart over and over again, opened the webpage of Weibo over and over again, and was about to write the manuscript on Weibo when a private message suddenly popped up.

Chen Zijiao subconsciously opened a private message, and a message appeared in his field of vision.

"Call 50,000 yuan. Otherwise, your few illustrations will be spread to every comic forum. ”

The message time is the morning of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Yes? Threaten me on the first day of the new year?

Chen Zijiao's eyelids jumped twice, he didn't expect that someone would threaten him with the incident the day before yesterday, and it was still a newly registered trumpet.

Lao Tzu was originally a drawing book, and I'm afraid of you!

Chen Zijiao's brain was hot, and then he replied with the word "go to death", and was about to apologize on Weibo, but found that the manuscript had long been forgotten.

"Go to TMD to apologize, I don't care."

Chen Zijiao opened the door, came to the kitchen, took two cans of beer from the refrigerator, and returned to the bedroom.