On Saturday, Song Yunwu rarely went out early in the morning.

While everyone was still immersed in the weekend's sleep, she ran home excitedly, shouting, "Come on! All come out, all come out! ”

"What are you doing," Simon yawned, "don't you know that ruining people's dreams is like killing their parents?" Unless you compensate me with a blood bag. ”

"What nonsense! Look what this is! ”

Ximen Qing took a closer look and found that Song Yunwu was waving a thick magazine at this time: "What is this?" ”

"What do you say?"

Seeing Song Yunwu's stupid smile, Ximen Qing suddenly realized something: "This is ...... Our comics? ”

"That's right!" Song Yunwu beckoned to her, "Come down and take a look." ”

Ximen Qing immediately went downstairs, and at this time, Qin Yuyao and the others were also woken up one after another. Only the door purple didn't come out, she drank too much last night.

Song Yunwu went upstairs directly and dragged her off the bed.

The family gathered around the table, looking at the thick magazine in the center.

"I'm going to open it......" As if in some kind of ritual, Song Yunwu first opened the table of contents, and then turned to the page where their comics were located according to the page number.

"Working Cells", Original: Dance Love.

The color title page was rushed out by Song Yunwu overnight after signing the contract, and then it was the official content.

The Mars SQUAT is a semi-monthly magazine, about 300 pages in one book. There are a total of 18 works. Some of them are a dozen pages long, and some are 30 pages like Working Cells. The former is mostly the same person、Extra-fan works.,The latter is a serious original.。

Seeing the cartoons he drew being printed into magazines, Song Yunwu was so moved that tears were about to fall. Even though the quality of the paper is extremely poor, it still represents her success.

"Finally...... I can finally hold my head up and tell people that I'm a cartoonist! ”

Song Yunwu also wanted to make some comments, but saw one of Ximen Qing's hands stretched out.

"What are you doing?"

"The manuscript fee," Ximen said, "You have to have 6,000 yuan in this issue, and you can get 3,000 yuan." ”

Song Yunwu's emotions were interrupted instantly. She slapped Ximenqing's hand away: "You guy is really out of the eyes!" ”

"You don't have any money, you give me blood?"

"6000 to pay taxes! There are also the costs of drawing paper and ink, 3000 is impossible, at most 2000 will be given to you. ”

"You cost 2000?! Well, well, it's better than nothing, 2000 will make it up. "Ximen Qing now sucks two bags of blood a day, each bag is 150cc, and the total price is more than 300.

With 2,000 yuan, she can have 13 more bags of blood, 26 bags twice a month, although it is still not enough, but it can be regarded as an improvement.

"Hey, charter wife, can you discuss with the publisher how many more pages will be published each month?" Simon asked with hope.

As a result, Song Yunwu glared at her directly: "I don't need kung fu to paint?" Do you think it's easy to have 30 pages in half a month? A few more pages, can you do it? ”

"Tsk-" Simon had no choice but to give up.

[Alas, it's really a useless RBQ, if only I had another one that can draw.] Ximen Qing knows very well that a painting genius like Song Yunwu is hard to find, and instead of looking for others to consume the memories she has, she is looking forward to Song Yunwu becoming popular one day and making a lot of money.

"I just don't know if this comic will be popular." With the experience of being rejected, Ximen Qing is no longer so confident.

There are too many factors for a work to be popular, even if it has become popular on another earth, everything in another world is still unknown.

……

Zheng Qiang is 35 years old and a primary school teacher.

Saturday is the day of the students' holidays, but he still has to correct homework and prepare lesson plans for the next week.

"Ah-this guy, why does 'I hate less when the book is used' will be followed by 'I don't have enough money to spend at the end of the month'?"

"'Abortion' is preceded by 'painless'? What kind of advertisements do you usually watch, hey? ”

"Ahh Why do you think I'll tick you if you write 'Teacher, you're so handsome'? Although I do look handsome. ”

……

In these years, being a teacher is not only a drain on your voice, but also a drain on your mind. Zheng Qiang has been a teacher for many years, and he only feels that the children have really become more and more able to play recently, and the primary school students ten years ago were obviously very honest.

Just as he was taking a deep breath to decompress, the door suddenly opened, and a small head sneakily peered out into the doorway.

Zheng Qiang's eyelids jumped: "Zheng Zhun! You give Lao Tzu in! ”

"Ahh There was an exclamation at the door, and then a little boy reluctantly walked in. His hands were behind his back, as if he was hiding something.

"What are you hiding? Take it out and show me. ”

The little boy just wanted to quibble, but when he saw Zheng Qiang's majestic gaze, he was immediately deflated. He honestly took the thing out.

Zheng Qiang recognized this as a comic magazine at a glance. He collects several books in class every month.

"Done your homework?"

The little boy shook his head.

"Then do it," he said, taking the magazine and setting it aside, "I'll read it when I'm done." ”

"Oh." The little boy Zheng Zhun immediately obediently returned to the room.

Zheng Qiang has no objection to his son reading comics, all he can prevent is his son's plaything from losing his mind.

After a few more corrections, he couldn't help but lean back on the couch and rub his temples.

The teacher's job is too stress-resistant, and just now a guy actually drew a QR code for him to scan to get the answer.

He pulled out his phone and wondered if he should give it a try. Stumble upon a glimpse of a comic magazine that has just been confiscated.

"Forget it, just relax with a magazine."

This magazine is called Mars SQUAT. At the beginning, there were some fanfic spin-offs that he couldn't understand.,He simply kept turning and flipping.,Turn to the page you're interested in before stopping.。

Zheng Qiang swore that he would never stop when he saw a beautiful woman.

But this painting is really beautiful, it's completely different from the previous ones.

"Working Cells? Where are the cells? He looked at it with curiosity.

"Huh? Are these people all cells? ”

"! The floor exploded, it's just a rupture in the inner wall of the blood vessel? ”

"Oh ho, this knife is really hard, these are white blood cells?"

"It's ...... Platelet? It's so small, so cute, alas, why did I only have one son in the first place? ”

……

After reading a few pages, he probably understood the routine of this comic. Anthropomorphize the cells and exaggerate the process of a bacterial invasion.

Seeing the place where Streptococcus pneumoniae was sent away by the sneeze at the end, he subconsciously touched his nose: "I shouldn't have any rockets sprayed here, right?" ”

He also wanted to take another look, but it turned out that there was no one underneath, but another serialized manga.

……