"What? Change editors? What about Wang Wenhong?! ”

After learning that Wang Wenhong was no longer his editor-in-charge, Chen Zijiao jumped up.

The old editor in front of him is about to retire, and he can't even speak clearly, how can he be his editor?

"Xiao Wang, he has already gone through the resignation procedures, and it is estimated that he will leave soon." The old editor hurriedly said.

"Haha...... It's funny, it's funny, to be a deserter...... Bad seeds! Since you're my editor-in-charge, you say, what's going to do next? Chen Zijiao asked the old editor.

The editor's face turned red, "I'm just an editor, not the original." How can you decide what you're going to spend? You draw the name first, and then we'll talk about it. ”

"Oh-I'll decide? Can it really be? Chen Zijiao said with a cruel smile.

"Of course, don't forget, I'm just an editor, and at most I'll give my opinion. Besides, I have other cartoonists in charge and can't take care of you like a babysitter. The old editor explained.

"Oh...... I see. Chen Zijiao's expression returned to calm, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, "Actually, yesterday, I had already drawn a new name, and I originally wanted Wang Wenhong to give advice." Since he's gone, then you can take a look, and if you think it's okay, the new chapter will be drawn according to this name. ”

"No problem." When the old editor heard Chen Zijiao's words, he nodded slightly, and putting forward opinions is what editors should do.

Chen Zijiao snorted coldly and threw the drawn name to the old editor.

The old editor picked up the glasses and looked at the name roughly, and his face turned red instantly.

"Waste...... Ridiculous, you can't publish it if you draw it so exposed! The old editor angrily took off his glasses.

"Anyway, there are still four words to end, why do you care so much?" Chen Zijiao snorted coldly, "Anyway, the name has been given to you, you are an editor, looking for shortcomings or something, that's your business." If it's okay, you just leave, right? ”

Hearing that Chen Zijiao drove him away, the old editor pointed at Chen Zijiao angrily, but he didn't know what to say.

Chen Zijiao's serialization is about to end, and the whole person has a sense of self-indulgence, but he is powerless in the face of such Chen Zijiao.

Alas, it's so hard to be an editor-

The old editor finally sighed helplessly, got up and left Chen Zijiao's studio.

……

Shen Xin still didn't dare to relax in the next few days.

Winning "Crumbling" is not the end of "Y's", but the starting point.

Originally, he wanted to take advantage of this momentum to move forward. But the Spring Festival is approaching, Lu Ning is going home for the New Year after finishing the manuscript of the latest sentence, and the magazine will also publish a joint issue, the two issues of the magazine are combined, and the editor also takes advantage of this time to go home for the New Year.

Seeing such a good opportunity, it slipped away like this, and Shen Xin could only sigh with pity.

However, this is the case with all comic magazines in Huaxia, not just "New World", so Shen Xin has no other way.

After Lu Ning said goodbye to Shen Xin, he took his backpack and left the studio, Gao Hang didn't plan to leave, but when Shen Xin heard that he hadn't gone home for two years, he also "drove" him back.

The Spring Festival is the most important festival in China, and it is important to see your family at least once a year.

As a result, the studio, which was originally quite lively, only Shen Xin and Xi Muhan remained.

Speaking of Xi Muhan, after the exam, she came to the studio. When it wasn't her turn to blacken and white, she hugged her notebook and lay on the table to write the game's side texts.

Shen Xin poured a cup of coffee and stood behind Xi Muhan, his eyes moving to the screen of his notebook.

Xi Muhan typed for a few minutes, and suddenly felt that his vision was a little dark, so he turned his head and saw Shen Xin with a serious face.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" Xi Muhan's cheeks were slightly red.

"Nothing? You shouldn't be writing a branch of the game, right? Shen Xin asked.

"100% Love" is a love game that takes place at school, and Xi Muhan is setting a world view.

"Two days ago, when I was writing a branch, I suddenly thought of a fantasy story, so I planned to write it down first, as for whether to write it into a novel, I can only see if I have time in the future." Xi Muhan's gaze moved to the screen again, "Brother Xin, what do you think of my setting?" ”

"Okay, right?" Shen Xin said casually.

In fact, the development of Chinese novel magazines is also very good.

Shen Xin is also interested in writing novels, but the novels in this world are all magazines, and his writing is not good, so he can't publish them. Moreover, since he is now a professional cartoonist, there is no need to get involved in fiction.

Even so, when he sees an interesting novel, he still subconsciously looks at it twice.

"What's the downside?" Xi Muhan looked at Shen Xin expectantly.

"I don't know, I haven't read your text yet. What type of fiction do you plan to design? Shen Xin said curiously.

"Hmm...... Fantasy, right? Xi Muhan frowned slightly and speculated.

"Domestic fantasy, or foreign fantasy?" Shen Xin asked again.

"Domestic antiquity." Xi Muhan said without thinking.

Domestic......

It's nothing more than constructing a worldview by yourself like fantasy novels or fairy tale novels. It's just that Xi Muhan always feels weird when he writes novels that upgrade the stream.

Yun Huangliu is quite suitable for Xi Muhan, and this kind of novel usually involves love, which is also what she is good at.

Of course, the specific genre to write about still depends on Xi Muhan's own choice.

If you go to magazines, Shen Xin thinks that novels like Yunhuang are quite good.

The fantasy novels of the upgraded stream are more than two million words long, while the magazine prefers long stories of less than one million words, plus the novels published in the magazine have to be revised repeatedly, except for the content of "flooding", which alone makes people have a headache.

"If it's based on domestic mythology, I suggest reading more myths and legends. Otherwise, the world of architecture will be a little hollow...... You can't really write it, can you? ”

Xi Muhan has not yet passed his 16th birthday, and if he can write a novel of the genre like the "Mirror" or "Yu" series before the age of 20, he will definitely be called a "genius writer".

Looking at Shen Xin's questioning eyes, Xi Muhan's face also became gloomy.

"I don't know...... But I think I should be able to ...... before I go to college Write at least one copy, right? ”

"That's looking forward to your novel, but you can't fall behind."

"Got it." Xi Muhan wrinkled his nose and grimaced at Shen Xin.

"Go back early today, and go to the supermarket to buy some New Year's goods."

"Hot pot?"

"You want to be lazy again?"

"Hee-hee-hee......"

Xi Muhan turned around and continued to write the setting of the novel, and Shen Xin was also ready to draw the name to be used in advance after the year.

"Ding-dong......"

"It should be Sister Yan, I'll open the door."

Xi Muhan immediately got up from his seat and opened the door, only to see a tall young man wearing black-rimmed glasses standing at the door. Holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, he looked at Xi Muhan who opened the door, and the whole person was stunned for a moment, and then immediately smiled.

"Who are you looking for?" Xi Muhan wondered.

The man pushed the frame, "Hello, my name is Wang Wenhong, and I want to meet Mr. Shen." ”

"Wang Wenhong? What are you here for? You are not welcome here. Xi Muhan's expression tightened, not long ago, Wang Wenhong poached his assistant, and she still remembered it vividly.

Wang Wenhong smiled awkwardly, and just wanted to explain, but saw that Shen Xin had already walked over.