Since having these assistants, Xia Meng feels that life is much easier.

Send tutorials, draw drafts, and then casually change seven or eight words a day, it is simply a matter of making money lying down, Xia Meng finally realized the benefits of the traverser.

The extra time, Xia Meng used to play games, and she still stayed up until more than two o'clock, she told herself that this was for live broadcasting, in order to make money, practice her skills and find a way back from Ilex, and the psychological burden would be lighter.

When she woke up the next day, Xia Meng received Xiao Yueyue's sketch.

Drew three words in one night? Xia Meng couldn't believe it, she subconsciously thought that Xiao Yueyue was cutting corners, but after the inspection, she was startled, the quality has nothing to say, although it is not as amazing as the previous cover draft, but it is much better than Xia Meng's own drawing.

"This little moon is a little interesting." Xiao Meng flipped through the sketches and smiled meaningfully.

"Teacher Meng Mao, I have already drawn it according to your requirements, do you see if it is ......" Yue Zheliu supported her tired body and typed Xia Meng.

"Okay...... Don't worry, I still have a few drafts here, you can practice again. Saying that, Xia Meng sent the draft of the three words to Yue Zheliu.

Yue Zheliu, who received the draft of the three words, couldn't help but scold his mother, the workload of the three words, was drawn by him with the strength of the studio, and he worked tirelessly, at this time he had two dark circles under his eyes, full of thought that Xia Meng would teach him real kung fu, who wants to draw a draft again, as if drawing comics is like eating, how can it be so easy.

Yue Zheliu understands that Xia Meng completely uses him as an assistant, what kind of practice painting style, he thought about it yesterday, it was nonsense, Xia Meng was a pit for them at all.

This time, Yue Zheliu no longer compromised, and responded: "Teacher Meng Mao, you can't talk and don't count, it's going to be chilling." ”

"How can I speak and not count?" Xia Meng knew that she couldn't be too oppressed, and explained: "I still have to go to school and don't have time, you draw the sketch first, and then I will teach you alone after school." ”

School? Hearing these two words, Yue Zheliu's head buzzed, he didn't deliberately check Xia Meng's information before, he only knew that the other party was a girl who practiced boxing, and in his heart was the image of a muscular aunt, Xia Meng was shocked when he said it, and said that the other party was still a student, and it seemed that he was not a college student when he heard this tone, so that a young girl would achieve the achievements of a great god, how to make him not depressed.

A little disheartened, Tsukizuri handed over the sketch to the studio, and then fell asleep on his own.

Today is a special day, "The First Divine Fist" is on the shelves.

It only took a week to hit the shelves, which is definitely the fastest speed in the industry.

However, if you calculate carefully, it's not fast, because "The First Divine Fist" has been painted for nearly 30 words so far, and the work that only came on the shelves in 30 words is not early, but when it is put together with a week, it is simply described as terrifying.

Now Xia Meng has a new nickname: humanoid machine painter.

Although Xia Meng's update is fast, there are not too many people who doubt it, after all, cartoonists generally have a saved draft, and some will only release it after drawing enough saved drafts, and comics of this quality like "The First Divine Fist" have obviously been planned for a long time, and it is impossible to have no saved manuscripts.

On the other hand, the more authors there are, the more readers will read it, and they will naturally be full of joy, wishing that the author would be more finished tomorrow.

In the comment area, natural rewards and praises take off, various analysis of the plot, and the characters are mixed.

Of course, there are also some worried voices.

"Cats are so diligent, it doesn't matter if they are physical, right?"

"Even if you say so much, can the quality go up?"

"Yesterday's ten consecutive shifts, today's opening of payment, and the explosion of the update again, too urgent!"

"If this continues, it will ruin this masterpiece."

"What nonsense, you look at yesterday's ten words, has the quality dropped?"

"The content on the shelves, how can the quality be poor, I believe that the cat will not fool us."

At noon, Xia Meng uploaded paid content, and the comment area exploded again.

"This cover, God, the author's skills don't have to be said, and the great god is just like that."

"I'm rubbing, the quality of this content is even better than the previous one."

"The style of painting in this issue is invincible, who said that the quality has declined."

"Whoever said it, come out and apologize, it's really ignorant."

The readers were stunned, how could there be more and more, and the quality was higher, and there was no one left.

The authors were also stunned, this ...... How is this content familiar, isn't it a draft they have practiced?

After each comic, Xia Meng marked that this comic was completed with the assistance of many assistants, and then thanks.

It turned out to be assisted by many assistants, no wonder the update speed is so fast, fans are suddenly surprised, and they are not stingy with tips.

One day after the opening of the paid chapter, the amount of tips made "The First Fist" enter the top three on the sales list, and even the two giants of serialization were slightly inferior.

Of course, this does not mean that Xia Meng's popularity surpasses that of giants, the reason for such results is related to her large number of updates, as well as the quality of the explosion, plus it is the first day on the shelves, so it is a matter of course.

However, Yue Zheliu, who should be the biggest hero, is very depressed, how can he have such a high quality without him, but as one of the three giants, he not only can't say it, but also has to help Xia Meng continue to rush the draft, not to mention how aggrieved he is.

The good news is that Xia Meng contacted him in the afternoon and taught him a lot of experience in hot-blooded comics.

Although Yue Zheliu has heard a lot from other authors, but really listening to Xia Meng's narration, it is a different feeling, there is a feeling of seeing the moon through the clouds and mist, and suddenly opening up.

To be able to become a great god among the great gods, Yue Zheliu has excellent talent, and his comprehension is much deeper than that of ordinary authors, and even ten minutes later, he already has the idea of a new work, and he is almost certain that this temporary work can completely surpass his previous works, a lot of creativity, just thinking about it, he feels itchy, and he can't wait to draw it immediately.

After about two hours of special tutoring, Xia Meng taught seventy-seven eighty-eight, and finally found that there was nothing to teach, after all, she was originally half a bucket of water, and maybe now Yue Zheliu's understanding is not much worse than her. Even later, Yue Zheliu raised a lot of questions, which caused Xia Meng's comprehension and reflection, of course, there are many things that Xia Meng doesn't understand, maybe this is the gap between the profession.

"Teacher Mengmao, thank you so much, I really benefited a lot today." Moon fold willow typing, these words are definitely sincere.

"It's easy to say, just don't forget me when you become famous in the future." Xia Meng said politely, with the understanding shown by the moon fold willow, it is not too easy to become famous, of course, Xia Meng guessed that the other party is likely to be very famous.

It's just that no matter how Xia Meng guesses, it is impossible to guess that the other party is the top author of Penguin Comics.

"I will never forget." A cold light flashed in Yue Zheliu's eyes, and he continued to ask: "I don't know if Teacher Meng Mao will participate in this competition of one emperor and four kings?" ”

"Of course."

"It's great to be on the same stage with the teacher, I don't know what type of work the teacher has prepared?"

"Sports, balls." Xia Meng didn't defend it, and replied subconsciously.