Chapter 2 Sister

When Shen Xin returned home, it was almost midnight.

As soon as he opened the door, the lights in the room suddenly turned on.

"Why didn't you sleep?" Shen Xin's gaze swept to the entrance, and a girl in a blue nightdress stood in front of him.

The girl was very delicate, with long straight hair extending to the back, and bangs along the slender eyebrows, covering the forehead. The eyes are large, like a pool of clear lake water, which makes people feel calm; Under the delicate nose, there is a small cherry mouth, small and cute.

Whenever Shen Xin sees her, he will think of the heroine in "Ice Candy", Chitanda Airu.

She was the first girl he knew after crossing into this world, and her name was Xi (xi) Muhan, who was the host's sister who was not related by blood.

"No...... A little uneasy. It's so late......" Xi Muhan brought the meal to the table.

"What can I do? It's just a fandom exhibition.。 Shen Xin lowered his head and didn't look at the girl who was three years younger than him.

"That...... I got a job at a nearby bookstore, and when the exams were over, I could work with them, all on a daily basis. Xi Muhan whispered.

"Huh? There's no need to be in such a hurry, right? Shen Xin looked at Xi Muhan in surprise.

"The family's money is running out, right? Besides, after Sister Lu moved out, we had no income. Xi Muhan said softly.

"Huh?" Shen Xin's chopsticks stopped in mid-air.

From the host's memory, he knew that a girl had rented a house here, but for some unknown reason, suddenly moved away.

"Ahem...... Don't worry, I've already handed over doujinshi to the editor of Dreamer, and if I'm lucky, I might sign a serialization contract with the magazine. Shen Xin subconsciously touched his cheek.

The girl surnamed Lu slapped him before leaving, and as for the reason, the host who was inexplicably beaten, I also wanted to know.

"Really?" Xi Muhan was a little skeptical.

"Should...... Right? Shen Xin touched his nose, and he didn't dare to be sure in his heart, "Did he leave my name and phone number?" Maybe you'll be approaching me for an appointment soon. ”

"But he might perfunctory you." Xi Muhan said.

"Huh? Probably not, right? Shen Xin recalled the scene at that time, Wang Wenhong's actions were very enthusiastic, and it didn't look like he was lying to him. It's just a fandom.,It shouldn't be necessary, right?

After eating, Xi Muhan packed up the tableware and walked into the kitchen.

Shen Xin looked at the figure of Xi Muhan leaving, and felt quite emotional in his heart.

The host's sister and her brother are a husband and wife who have just gotten married, and because of this relationship, the relationship between the host and Xi Muhan is not bad.

A year ago, the host's parents, sister and brother-in-law, Xi Muhan and his family traveled together, while Shen Xin did not travel with him because he had to go to other places to take art exams.

On the way back, there was a car accident, and among the seven people in the group, only Xi Muhan survived - her sister hugged her until she died, so that she could survive.

As a result, the host and Xi Muhan became the only survivors of the two families.

The two wanted to take care of each other, so they lived together, but because of their sister's affairs, the host did not open up to Xi Muhan, until the host died suddenly because of overwork, and the relationship between the two did not improve much.

Shen Xin, who had crossed over, knew these things from the memory of the host, and also knew that the host did not blame Xi Muhan, plus before he crossed over, he was an only child. The sudden appearance of his sister made him overjoyed.

So, in recent times, the relationship between the two has improved somewhat. Sometimes, Xi Muhan will also joke with Shen Xin.

Although the relationship between the two is no longer strained, the pressure on life has not lessened in the slightest.

Let's hope Dreamer can get in touch with him, right?

Shen Xin stretched his waist and fell asleep.

"That's right, Brother Xin." Xi Muhan came out of the kitchen and stopped Shen Xin, who was about to go back to the studio.

"Huh?"

"There are still two weeks to go before the high school entrance examination, and there will be a period of intensive training at the school. When the time comes, I may not have time to come back......" Xi Muhan wiped his hands and hung up his apron.

"Oh, got it." Shen Xin pushed open the door.

"Don't eat instant noodles." Xi Muhan advised.

Shen Xin seemed to have been stepped on by someone's tail, "Tell you, Xi Muhan, I can cook...... The Egg Fried Rice I Made – Can ...... I can eat it. ”

Xi Muhan smiled and said nothing.

……

An office building, an office.

"Morning, Sister Yan Fei, what are you looking at?" A girl wearing a large white T-shirt with a ball-tied head walks into the office and finds a long-haired woman reading a manuscript.

"Xiaoli, two days ago, didn't I go to a fanfair?" Yan Fei chuckled.

"Ah, I know."

"I 'picked up' the baby." Yan Fei sat up straight, smiled, and said the word "pick up", her tone was much heavier, because this "baby" was indeed "picked up" by her.

"What baby?"

"See?" Yan Fei picked up a draft on the table, "Manuscript." ”

"Receiving a manuscript at a fanfair? We don't seem to have a booth this year. Xiaoli took Yan Fei's manuscript, "Huh? Even the cover is black and white? This binding is too bad, isn't it? ”

"Of course this was not the case with the original...... This is the doujinshi I picked up on the ground.,The cover was a little dirty.,So I made another copy of it.。 Yan Fei explained.

The manuscript is only more than 20 pages, and in less than two minutes, Xiaoli read the manuscript again, "Tsk, use the protagonist's kiss to restore the magic of the witch - such a story is really rotten." ”

"The story is rotten, but you didn't notice that you just read it effortlessly?" Yan Fei reminded.

"That's right."

After Yan Fei's reminder, Xiaoli suddenly discovered this problem.

"That's what makes this draft so great – it's very well storyboarded, and the combination between the big and small frames is perfect. Of course, if you care too much about its plot, you will definitely not be able to watch it, but if you calm down and watch it, you will find that its storyboards are very distinctive, and it belongs to the excellent level among its peers. Yan Fei said seriously.

"If it's so powerful, why was it thrown to the ground?" Xiaoli asked puzzled.

Yan Fei shrugged her shoulders helplessly, "This is for the editor of the monthly Dreamer." I picked it up in front of their booth, maybe the editor had something unpleasant that made him not in the mood to read it, right? ”

This was the only explanation Yan Fei could think of.

When she picked up the magazine, the cover was indeed quite wrinkled, and it should have been sprinkled with water.

In the case of a tiring day, people's emotions will indeed be more impatient, and some things that usually feel nothing will also change their mentality.

It may have been in this situation that the painter fell victim, but for her, it was a good thing.

She inadvertently bent down and picked up this good quality fanshi.

"Speaking of Dreamer, I've heard that they also found a newcomer at the fanfair, as if they had drawn a book of r18. The editors of Dreamer, and even their editor-in-chief, were quite optimistic about him. They have always wanted to prove themselves, and this time they have finally found the 'secret weapon'. Xiaoli wrinkled her nose.

Yan Fei heard about this for the first time, but in the end, the circle of Yunhai Comic Magazine is so big, there are not many secrets to speak of.

She just doesn't pay much attention to these things, and she recently got the manuscript of "The Witch", so she is a little happy in her heart, and it is inevitable that she will miss this information.

But when you think about it, it's normal for Dreamer, as a magazine that has always wanted to make a difference, to have this kind of change.

She loves to face challenges.

Thinking of this, Yan Fei sat up straight, picked up the microphone of the landline, and dialed the phone on the cover of "The Witch".

"Sister Yan, are you going to do it?" Xiaoli asked curiously.

"Talk a little bit to the author of this manuscript." Yan Fei narrowed her eyes with a shallow smile on her face.