In the afternoon of the same day, the editorial office of the king of electric shocks.

"Xiao Mansang, today I saw that Mr. Ocean posted a wallpaper picture of the forbidden demon, does this mean that the comics have been sent, can I take a look?" Qingshijun sat next to him, his eyes quietly glanced at Xiao Man's big waves, and secretly grunted his throat.

Today, Xiaoman is wearing a white OL cylinder suit, and the thin white shirt can't stop the turbulent waves, and she wants to burst out.

She wears a pair of white-rimmed glasses that go well with her white suit, even her fourteen-centimeter heels are white, and she is completely white except for her brown hair.

"The magic forbidden hasn't finished painting yet, and her studio has just been working for half a day." Xiao Man shook his head.

"Forehead ......"

Qingshijun was speechless, I heard that there are more than 60 people in Mr. Ocean's studio, if each person only processes one, he can draw more than 60 pages in half a day, is it so slow?

"Her studio is quite large, so the new work should be soon."

"Well, it should be soon, I heard Shawu say, she gets the line draft, and the rest is handed over to the assistant, and she will make up the color difference for the finishing work, which is quite efficient, and it is expected that the seventh word of Teacher Eromana and the first word of the demon ban can be submitted on Friday." Xiaoman estimated.

Qingshijun is still confused, I thought she was using the studio to get videos, but now it has been turned into a comic studio, and one person can draw more than 120 high-quality comics in a day.

Or is there any secret technique for Saki's drawing, so it's particularly time-consuming?

"I know what you're trying to say, it's really easy for such a big studio to do comics, but all the line drawings are provided by Mr. Haiyang, and it's good to produce three line drawings in an hour. The line drawings drawn by the rest of the assistants did not meet her requirements at all, and now the assistant's drawing level is not up to standard, and many of the work is personally participated in by Mr. Haiyang. ”

Qingshijun touched the back of his head and wondered: "Then it's not interesting for her to open this studio, most of the work is done by herself, and the work of the assistants is too easy." ”

But no, twenty-four line drawings a day, and no assistant assigned to the work is not eating and drinking for nothing.

In fact, Sawu is also worried about this problem, and it seems that his studio is a little bigger.

The helpers who were not assigned to work may have a weak heart, knowing that they did not have a job, and kept looking for things to do.

For example, study her painting skills next to Saki, hone in on her own painting style, and prepare for future animation.

That's right, a comic studio doesn't have so many people, so the rest of the assistants began to observe the line drawing skills of Mr. Haiyang, preparing to share the work for her in the future, otherwise they would not be at ease with just taking money and not doing things.

Sawu doesn't know how much they can learn, anyway, let's raise it for the time being, training studio assistants is not achieved overnight, it takes a lot of time to practice.

The comics were completed quickly, and two manuscripts were handed in on Thursday afternoon, faster than expected.

Because "Teacher Eromana" has been drawn, when the magic ban is completed, the two comics are completed at the same time, so they are turned in at the same time.

It's so fast that Samisi is still in a daze, feeling like there's nothing to do, or maybe she can move on to the next sentence.

According to the current speed, an average of two days to complete a word, only four days to complete the double work.

There happens to be a weekend, and Samo can be lazy two days a week.

As for Fridays, you can continue to draw and save your manuscripts.

It was a brilliant idea, and I suddenly realized that the studio was worth it, and I had two days to rest at once.

The yarn fog is shining, and I can finally enjoy the weekend justifiably, not to mention how happy I am in my heart.

The system was speechless, as if it saw a salted fish washed ashore along the waves, lying on the beach and moving again.

Today I just turned over, suddenly remembered that I was a salted fish, and continued to bask in the sun to live.

In this regard, Saki said that it is important to save the comic industry, but people are not made of iron, and the combination of work and rest is the right way.

Sawu, who works eight hours a day, finds an opportunity to rest, and naturally will not let go of the opportunity to rest.

Said that the salted fish is also a little too much, Shawu is usually quite diligent, didn't you see her painting seriously eight hours a day, that is a diligent model worker, sacrificing her youth and time, resisting computer radiation every day, just for the benefit of the majority of friends.

So sometimes it's human nature to be a little lazy, Shawu thought.

Editor Xiaoman, who didn't know what Shawu was thinking, was secretly looking at the forbidden manuscript on the computer, and didn't tell any editors, including his colleague Qingshijun.

Catalogue of Magical Forbidden Books, Mr. Ocean's new work, it's exciting to think about.

As a brain-dead fan of Sawu, Xiaoman's editor has the necessity and responsibility to look at this new work with a strict eye.

If the quality does not deteriorate much, it is no problem to send it for review.

But if the quality is too poor, then give advice and let her change it.

With this kind of loyal monarch and protector of the Lord, Xiaoman edited, unwrapped the zip package, and clicked on the first page.

On the first page, there is a close-up of the male protagonist on the linen, he is wearing a white shirt, wearing a red T-shirt that has been washed to fade, and he is running wildly.

As soon as he appeared, Kamijo Dangma was chased by a group of thugs on the street at night, and concisely introduced that Kamijo Dangma was an unfortunate person, and his youth had been spent in misfortune, such as the scene in front of him, chased by the gangsters to death.

After that, there is the cover of the demon ban, led by the above strip as a hemp, stretching out the right hand of the "fantasy killer", with a slightly ordinary appearance, and the other is a nun dressed in Intix, whose immature face is soft and cute, and it seems to be a soft and cute heroine.

Then the picture turned, and when Kamijo Dangma came to a restaurant, he saw a girl with short brown hair being molested by a gangster, and stood up and scolded him out of instinct, but he didn't expect to turn around and attract a group of gangsters to chase him.

After that, the picture flew around, and Shangjo Dangma, who had thrown off the gangsters a few streets away, successfully got out and came to a iron bridge to gasp.

"Really, what are you doing?"

Mikoto Misaka slowly walked out from behind Dangma, her tea hair bangs combed to the right, wearing a Tokiwadai school uniform, a pale yellow V-neck knit, a black miniskirt, and white bubble socks, with an unpleasant look on his face.

"Do you actually protect those bad teenagers from my hands and treat yourself as good people?"

"Didn't he chase after him because ......"

"Well, I took care of it because it was annoying." As she was talking, Sister Pao slightly teased her bangs, and her right hand pulled out a wisp of electric arc, and blue light appeared at a glance.

When Ma sighed slightly, he silently mourned for the gangsters.

At this time, Mikoto Misaka was unhappy, obviously weak but strong, so he took out a coin.

"Do you know the super electromagnetic cannon, which is to use Fleming's laws of motion to fire cannonballs with electromagnetic energy, like this?"

As soon as the words were finished, a blue light appeared on Sister Cannon's body, and the small coin in her right hand surged all over her body, and with a dinging sound, a condensed laser flashed away, marking a straight line crack on the ground floor.

Shangjo said when Ma Wei Khan: "You used this trick on that group of people?" ”

This kind of move is simply fatal.

"How is it possible, you don't need this trick to deal with LV0 at all."

After finishing speaking, Mikoto Misaka looked at him coldly, and then flirted with his bangs with his right hand, summoning a blue electric ball, condensing it in the palm of his fingers, and hitting him with a single shot.

Kamijo Danma emphasized that he was also LV0, but it had no effect, and the electromagnetic cannon was still fired at him.

Seeing that the thick electromagnetic cannon at the mouth of the bowl shot into the upper strip, he stretched out his right hand, and the lightning suddenly disappeared when he met his right hand.

"So, since you're LV0, why are you unscathed?" Mikoto Misaka raised her head and said unpleasantly.

"How to say it, should I say it's an inverted frieze, or should I say it's bad luck, your hands are really bad!"

Sister Cannon understood, this is saying that she is unlucky, so the electromagnetic cannon is ineffective against him?

What a reason for this!

Needless to explain, this person just looks down on her, so he hasn't used his real power all the time!

Sister Cannon, who feels looked down upon, is angry, the wind is howling, the clouds are bursting, and the sky is thundering!

Bang!

A flash of light fell from the sky,Bombarded the school city!

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