Xia Meng didn't know that after turning off the live broadcast, her popularity came to the peak, breaking through 100,000 people, and the barrage was even more exciting.

Not surprisingly, she became popular today, with a lot of coincidences and luck, her popularity was several times higher than she expected, and the promotion of the comics was also smooth.

It seems that she didn't mention the name of the manga from beginning to end, how would the audience know about the manga?

This is Xia Meng's deliberate doing, if you directly say your name and advertise it clearly, the effect will not be great and it will affect the popularity of the live broadcast, but it will hang the audience's appetite like this, so that they want to see it but can't see it, this kind of desire can't be stopped, but it will achieve unexpected results.

If the audience is not interested in comics, even if it is promoted, it will not attract many people, on the contrary, with expectations, the audience will find comics in various ways, but they will have an extra sense of achievement.

There are live videos, forums, and search engines, and even direct search for pictures, as long as you want to find it, it is impossible to find the link.

opened the backstage of Penguin Comics, and the clicks of the comics rose by another two hundred, and the rewards only rose by more than one thousand, but to Xia Meng's surprise, she received the information of signing the contract.

But this signing news is very strange, the editor left a long list of contact information, as if he was afraid that Xia Meng would not be able to contact the editor, and the message also reminded Xia Meng that the phone was in arrears, hurry up and pay the fee, as for the contract, it is best to send it out today, and the editor will arrange the recommendation.

Xia Meng can't think of an editor who is more anxious than her, but she likes this, the sooner she sends the contract, the sooner she gets the money, and the editor is also the best way.

Xia Meng was surprised by the arrears of her mobile phone, couldn't she still send messages to Mengmeng?

Picking up the phone, Xia Meng saw more than 60 missed calls, more than 10 text messages, and video requests, all of which came from Xia Mengmeng herself on the other end.

Open Messages.

"Xia Meng, you're going to die!"

"You're done, your body is in your hands, if you don't call back, I'm going to hurt myself."

"I'm going to kill you, to die, to die!"

"You'd better not let me see you again, or ......"

Xia Meng looked confused, didn't she talk very well before, why did she turn black, this rhythm is a little wrong!

Click on the video call, and iboy will answer in seconds.

"You...... You ......" Mengmeng's face was like a heavy cloud overlapping, pointing to the screen, unable to say a word for a long time.

"What's wrong with me?" Xia Meng's face was full of innocence.

"You...... You dare to wear such shameless clothes, I want to fight with you? Meng Meng was excited with grievances, and there were tears in her eyes.

Can't your body decide what to wear? No, it seems like this is Moe's body. Xia Meng didn't expect Mengmeng's reaction to be so intense, just like a crazy little tiger, with teeth and claws, maybe this is the true face of the "big sister's head".

"I'm sorry, I'll be sure to ask for your opinion next time."

Next time, I won't be so stupid to post pictures, it's just death, Xia Meng reminded herself.

"It's late, I'm going to take revenge on you!" Meng Meng pouted with a serious face.

"How can you retaliate, do you want to wear women's clothes too?" Thinking about looking at her body in women's clothes, she was really a little looking forward to it, Xia Meng smiled obscenely, hugged her arms, and winked at Mengmeng: "I don't have any taboos!" ”

"Really?" The corners of Meng Meng's mouth were raised, her expression was evil, and she took out a sketch from the drawer and put it in front of the screen, "What is this?" ”

The sketch is a nude, and it is a woman's nude, although the technique is immature, the style of painting is unrestrained.

"Do you want to ...... What do you want to do? Xia Meng was a little panicked.

Syllable!

Meng Meng put a pile of information on the table, Xia Meng knew that there were comics, sketches, and more love letters, all of which were about a person, the goddess he had a crush on for four years - Cheng Xue.

Since high school, he has been separated from a table, and he fell in love with Cheng Xue when he saw him for the first time.

The goddess likes to draw, so he learns to draw, and the goddess likes to dance, so he learns waltzes, although the paintings he painted have never been shown to the goddess, although the goddess's dance partner has never been him, but this does not affect his feelings.

He silently likes Cheng Xue, even if there are not many words between the two combined, but his liking has never changed, even the purest crush. No one knows what he did silently, and no one knows that all his account passwords, including bank cards, are Cheng Xue's birthday, and even he controls Cheng Xue's scores, and then they went to the same university.

Now, however, the secret is known to a second person.

"Hehe, I'm going to send these love letters to the class, to the high school group, so that everyone knows your secret." Meng Meng's eyes are full of cold light and completely blackened.

"Don't, I apologize, please." Thinking of the picture that Xia Mengmeng said, Xia Meng couldn't wait to get to the ground.

"I still have to confess to you Xiaoxue, I'll go right away!"

"Don't!"

Xia Meng hugged his head and completely collapsed, unless Cheng Xue was stupid, how could he succeed, how embarrassing it should be, if he changed back to his body, wouldn't he lose Xiaoxue forever.

"If you fail, I'll send you a video of Xiaoxue humiliating 'you'. If it succeeds, although I think a little too much, but there is a 1 in 10,000 chance, I will immediately defile your goddess, hehe! ”

With Xia Meng's black laughter, the video call was cut off.

Xia Meng's phone fell to the ground with a snap.

The brain is trembling!

Life has no meaning anymore.

No, she has to make enough 100 million as soon as possible, and then save her poor body.

With an idea, he uploaded the two-word comic drawn during the live broadcast.

Although the house is full of messes, she has no intention of cleaning, anyway, she will move out immediately, what does it matter?

Downstairs, Xia Meng sent out the printing contract, although the Penguin Comics headquarters is also in the magic capital, the postage is not expensive, plus the printing cost her a total of 21 yuan, and then paid another 50 yuan phone bill, and she only has a Grandpa Mao left.

After charging the phone bill, the phone instantly showed more than 20 missed calls, and when I looked at the number, it turned out to be his own editor-in-charge He Di.

Xia Meng dialed the phone.

"Hey, who's that?"

"It's me." Xia Meng subconsciously replied, forgetting to say her identity.

"I'm working, who are you, don't waste my time." He Di was holding a pile of documents and answering the phone with his mobile phone between his shoulders, so he was very impatient.

"I'm a rookie comic book writer."

"Something QQ left me a message, didn't it say on the short station, I hung up."

"Didn't you tell me to call you?"

Xia Meng was angry and hung up the phone first, the editor was so enthusiastic before, he thought he would kneel and lick her, who wants to be so indifferent.

Xia Meng's last sentence exploded in He Di's mind like thunder, could it be a cute cat teacher, the author of the muscular male hot-blooded comic turned out to be a girl, and her voice was so light and cute?

He Di's mind was blank, and the documents in his hand were scattered all over the ground, but he didn't care much, and hurried out with his mobile phone.

The phone rang, Xia Meng saw that it was He Di, and she didn't answer angrily.

Five minutes later, the phone was still ringing, Xia Meng answered helplessly, and then said impatiently: "Master He, you are so busy, don't call me." ”

He Di heard Xia Meng's dissatisfaction, and hurriedly smiled: "I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, may I ask if it's a cute cat teacher." ”

"I don't know someone called a cute cat!"