Chapter 34 A salted fish that doesn't want to be lazy is not a good salted fish

Sawu didn't think about dragging the manuscript at first, but this "pillow" is too comfortable, more magical than the magic of the small TV long pillow, plus Jia Baili has a kind of decadent and cute attributes, which can make people sink into the warm countryside and can't extricate themselves.

So Shawu unknowingly slept for a few more hours, and it wasn't until more than eleven o'clock that she was suddenly woken up by Jia Baili's breaking free action.

"Hmm, Jiabaili sauce hugs it well."

The first sentence of Shawu's wake-up made Jia Baili roll over the dead fish's eyes, and the latter pushed Shawu's face with a white palm, looked at her with a look of resentment, and complained:

"No wonder I was tied up in a dream and didn't let me play with the computer, it turns out that you are the culprit."

Shawu had just woken up, and the person was still in a state of confusion, and when he heard Jia Baili's complaints, he suddenly sobered up for the most part, touched his head, and looked a little embarrassed.

Jia Baili's eyes rolled, her pupils flashed with excitement, and she suddenly grabbed the hand of the veil, put her hands together, and said:

"Otherwise, you go and make me a bowl of instant noodles and send it to my room, so that I will forgive you."

“……”

Sawu was speechless, thinking that Jia Baili wanted to threaten herself, but she didn't expect that she didn't care about this matter at all, she just got up and didn't want to step out of the door to make instant noodles.

"It turns out that the price of making a pillow is so small, I would have come to rub the bed every day if I knew it." Sha Wu secretly complained in her heart.

After a while, Shawu walked out of Jia Baili's door, and when she left, she glanced back at the bedroom and saw Jia Baili lying on the ground in her shirt, her two little white legs dangling.

"Instant noodles should be beef curry flavor, blanched in boiling water at 100 degrees Celsius, then soaked for eight minutes, and two-thirds of the seasoning packets, thank you!" Jia Baili suddenly QQ her.

Sawu looked at the familiar scene, as if Jia Baili asked her like this a few days ago.

Instant noodles?

It's impossible to have a mobile phone who still wants instant noodles.

"Forget it, let's order takeout."

Sawu thought about it for a while and decisively ordered two takeouts.

As for Jia Baili, she will definitely not object, her purpose is that as long as there is food, it is not her money that is spent anyway.

Ten minutes later, Sawu took the takeout to Jia Baili's room to eat, and while eating, she appreciated the benefits, and returned to the room afterwards, remembering that she was going to catch up with the manuscript.

……

Didi –

"Saki-chan, you're now a contracted comic book writer for "Dengeki King" magazine, please don't arbitrarily delay the delivery date with me, okay?" Editor Xiaoman begged with a helpless face.

There is no one to be an editor like Xiaoman, begging the comic author to submit the manuscript.

Like other magazine comic book writers, anyone who is in a magazine will basically draw a draft two weeks in advance and send it over.

And this yarn fog is good, I can't do it a week in advance, and I want to ask her for a day off, saying that I overslept today and hasn't started work yet.

"That...... Can't you really give a day of grace? ”

"The third word will be delivered on Friday night at the latest, and it will take time for us to print here, please for......give me with Samu-chan," Xiaoman continued to grind his mouth with Samo-chan.

Next to Xiaoman's editor, Qingshijun wanted to laugh when he heard it, but he didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of being beaten by the beautiful editor Ou.

"Fortunately, Teacher Ocean is under her control, otherwise she would have had a headache." Qingshi-kun thought to himself.

Once the comic book author does not deliver the manuscript normally, it is the responsible editor who will be affected, because the space in a comic magazine is limited, and if you temporarily add a comic, not only will the reputation be damaged, but there will also be a risk of being criticized by the leadership.

After a while, Sawu replied, "Okay. ”

After Shawu turned off QQ hard, he pinched his fingers and calculated, today is Monday (May 22), and there are four days until Friday night.

Counting today, it can barely be counted as five days.

"I drew 7 pages before, and there are 34 pages in the third word, and the remaining 27 pages are not drawn, if I draw 3 pages today, I will ...... in the next few days."

After her calculations, Sawu found that she had to work hard to catch up with the draft, which was still a very bitter kind, all day long.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to enjoy a leisurely salted fish life.

"Ahem, forgive the system for interjecting a sentence, the master's comics are completely copied from the original, and the storyboards and manuscripts are all in the god-level comic library, as long as you follow the drawing, you can theoretically draw one page in one hour, and you can draw eight pages in eight hours a day......" System Jun said with a funny expression.

Sha Wu's expression was slightly stiff, in fact, the system was right, her working hours in a day were only one hour in the morning, two hours in the afternoon, and one hour in the evening, a total of four hours!

When I work, I will occasionally water the Q group, so I peak four pages a day.

As for the time saved, it was all taken by Shawu to sleep, read novels, and watch dramas.

"Isn't it just for me to enjoy life, so five hours of work is already very face-saving." The gauze mist gave the system a blank look.

The starting point novels of this world are roughly the same as those of the previous life, and all kinds of cool texts emerge in endlessly, and there are some novels that have not been completed before, just taking advantage of life to make up for it.

There are also dramas, although there is no cute daily drama here, but the people of this world are still very good at studying the royal blood, and all kinds of plots are enthusiastic, which makes people applaud and applaud, and they can't wait to chase the drama all night.

Ahem, let's get back to work.

"So, it's better to live with salted fish." Saki concluded.

The system chose to be speechless, as early as the first day, it saw that Shawu was ashamed to say that he could draw dozens of pages a week.

Then after Sawu insisted for an hour, he changed his mind in a blink of an eye, thinking that he had a god-level comic library, and he would not worry about food and clothing in the future, why did he draw so diligently, and he was not a humanoid comic machine, so it was better to draw while resting, and slowly bring the cute painting style into the world, benefiting both himself and all mankind, wouldn't he be happy?