Lunch break,A rare leisure time on my body.,Most of the popular clubs have sold out their goods.,Packing up.,And the authors who didn't sell their fandom much in the morning are also starting to get busy.,Afternoon is their battlefield time.。

And what about Mo Wangqiu...... Although it occupies the big hand seat of the Immortal River Library, the sales are not very good, except for the first wave of unknown dead houses in the morning, and a few games have not been sold one after another, so there is no doubt that it will hit the streets.

To make matters worse, Shinya Ishikawa couldn't be contacted, and the idea of gathering fans by demoting the game was shattered.

Mo Wangqiu is still too young, and the preparation for this fandom meeting is not sufficient.

But he didn't detract from his teammates' consciousness at all, and the old god was sitting on a chair in the club, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Sun Ze swallowed his saliva, looked at Mo Wangqiu, and then looked at Zhou Hai who was sitting on the other side, not knowing how to speak.

These two people suddenly came back together, and when they came back, they didn't speak, they just occupied a position by themselves, and they didn't know what the hell they were doing.

"Imp." Zhou Hai spoke first, he narrowed his eyes, and the expression on his face couldn't tell what he was thinking: "You've caused me a big problem." ”

Mo Wangqiu shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "You can also refuse, I just can't get used to Kenjiro Akanishi's nobody's eyes." ”

"Six months ......," Zhou Hai asked again, "you're not kidding?" ”

"Of course, I will provide you with the script, and you will draw the comics, and the manuscript fee will be fifty-fifty?" Mo Wangqiu's lion opened his mouth.

"Anyway, put away your secondary two disease." Zhou Hai snorted disdainfully: "Even if Kenjiro Akanishi is useless, he is also a cartoonist with many years of serial experience." And you, a high school student who hasn't even grown a hair, want to make a work that can surpass the other party's total sales in six months, are you dreaming? ”

"If you say that my hair hasn't grown, I'll smash the chair leg that didn't hit Kenjiro Akanishi's head just now on your head!" Mo Wangqiu said a sentence before getting down to business: "I'm confident, according to my organization, plus a little means, not to mention a copy of "Electric Shock Girl", and then add up the sum of Kenjiro Akanishi's previous comics." ”

"Are young people as arrogant as you are?" As he spoke, Zhou Hai also glanced at the Xiazhiqiu Shiyu next to him, and couldn't help muttering: "Why are they all cute girls, how do I look at you more and more like that kind of pretense of making games, in fact, you live that kind of post. Palace, what about the erosive youth of playing Shura Field? ”

"Mouthful! Obviously, there is also a fat man and Nozaki-kun in this. Mo Wangqiu objected.

"Cut!" Sun Ze raised a middle finger.

"Well, there's a very subtle feeling." Umetaro Nozaki touched his chin, not knowing what he was thinking.

I want to explain here that although Nozaki Metaro doesn't have much presence, he has always been there! He was about to make a move when Mo Wangqiu almost fought with Kenjiro Akanishi just now, but after considering his identity as a cartoonist, he hesitated, and then saw that the atmosphere had eased and wanted to go to the police uncle for help...... Of course, in the end, he was called back in time by Sun Ze.

"Are you alright?" Nao Higashiyama looked at Ayane Sakura sitting on the chair very worriedly, and the few of them were different from Kasumigaoka Shiyu and Yukishita Yukino, who were not doing their jobs, and they came back after handing out flyers, so they didn't know what happened just now, and they didn't know who this man who suddenly appeared was.

"Nao-chan, it's so scary here!" Sakura Ayane was still immersed in Mo Wangqiu's verbal intimidation, and when she heard Nao Higashiyama's comforting voice, she pounced on her.

Well, ***** feels really good.

"Yohe, good guy~" Nao Higashiyama patted Ayane Sakura on the shoulder to express comfort.

Mo Wangqiu on the side sighed secretly, if he hadn't happened to see Sakura who was in Nao Higashiyama's arms with an evil smile, he really thought this scene was quite touching.

In the end, it was the eldest sister of the voice actor quartet Maori Uchida who stood up and asked: "Actually, when we came back, I heard a lot of people talking about one thing......"

What Uchida heard was a rumor that a high school student had been beaten up by a well-known manga artist and threatened to beat him with his manga or something. It's a very bloody story, and it's more like the protagonist of Dian Niang's humiliation and revenge than the development of the genre of "Dream Eater".

Mo Wangqiu also listened to it for a while before he reacted, this was talking about himself.

"Are there a lot of people talking about this?" Mo Wangqiu asked again.

"A lot." This time it was Kana Hanazawa who answered, and she replied cautiously: "It seems that someone broke this matter on 2ch, and the crowd was excited." ”

2ch, it's like a combination of Mo Wangqiu's former Du Niang bar + AB station, it is a place where many people inside and outside the circle gather, and they complain and post nonsense every day. That big news just now is a very good topic for homebodies who love to watch the excitement.

When Mo Wangqiu endured the speed of breaking the network and went to check, he was instantly shocked.

Hundreds of thousands of clicks, tens of thousands of replies, is it so powerful, it feels a little different from the 2ch in his memory.

The person who posted it was a rhythm party.,Although he didn't say who the cartoonist was.,It's also very vague about Kenjiro Akanishi and Mo Wangqiu's action.,But the reaction of everyone downstairs is still very intense.,Except for a few washing parties.,All of them expressed indignation at Kenjiro Akanishi's behavior.,And they have broken out all kinds of black history about Kenjiro Akanishi.。

Some people even described the conflict between Kenjiro Akanishi and Zhou Hai vividly.

Mo Wangqiu watched it with relish, and knew with his ass that someone was deliberately bringing the rhythm, and it seemed that someone was unhappy with Kenjiro Akanishi and took this opportunity to attack him. If he was really so unpopular before, how could he still come here to hold a fan meeting? But being hacked like this, his popularity is almost over.

However, as soon as the other party's publishing house makes a move, things may still be reversed, and public opinion is still very easy to manipulate for some people.

Mo Wangqiu didn't think too much about it, and typed a few words in the post, and advertised his club and new game. If he really wants to use sales to trample Kenjiro Akanishi's "Dengeki Niang" under his feet within six months, he needs a lot of activity funds. Otherwise, no matter how good the plot is, no matter how good Zhou Hai's painting skills are, once he is hacked by the other party's publishing house, it will be impossible to achieve this goal.

Meanwhile.

Makoto Ito looked at the Mac in his hand in disbelief, a post he made casually had so many people browsing and commenting, if it was usual, he might be a little excited, but this time he was bringing the rhythm! And it's the fierce-looking Kenjiro Akanishi!

Makoto Ito, who felt that he had a big deal, trembled and wanted to delete the post, but when he just put it on the deletion of the draft love, he was surprised to find that his post had already been deleted.

"Huh?"

And almost at the same time that Makoto Ito's post was deleted, several new posts were posted, all accusing Kenjiro Akanishi of being a villain and spending money to delete the post. For a while, it was smoky, almost the same as Du Niang.

And then...... More and more people are attracted to it.

And just in time for the meeting, a post introducing Mo Wangqiu's club and the game appeared again, attracting everyone's attention.

Just did this as someone else's stepping stone, of course Kenjiro Akanishi and Yamada's faces would not look good, in fact, they saw the post when they left the hall, but they weren't really so stupid to let the other party delete the post, but planned to let their people take the rhythm from it and turn the wind around, it's really not good to transfer a hateful target!

But before they could make a move, the post was deleted, and then it was like mushrooming threads.

There is no doubt that someone is targeting Kenjiro Akanishi, no, it could also be against their publishing house.

Yamada's face is very ugly, the little son of the Zhu family is going to come to Sakurajima to live for a long time, these gang-related groups, especially the gang-related groups that are inextricably linked with the "Japanese independence", are the first targets of the crackdown, and the above is trying to transform and whitewash, although the publishing house is only one of the links, but if it makes too much trouble and is caught, it will undoubtedly be a catastrophe.

That's a royal family without the name of the royal family, the Zhu family who abdicated quickly in line with the trend of history, and vigorously assisted the Taizu party, has privileges and prestige that ordinary people can't imagine, and everywhere is a great god!

Nothing can be done at this juncture.

Yamada put down his love phone with a gloomy face, this critical moment must not have contact with the people over there, just a hairy child, go back to the publishing house and figure out a way. It's this Kenjiro Akanishi......

Kenjiro Akanishi didn't look at Yamada's eyes, but stared at the screen on his phone, his face becoming more and more ugly.

Of course, he could see that someone was targeting him, but he still hated that little ghost who didn't know the height of the sky for the first time, and he would not forget Mo Wangqiu's last contemptuous look.

It's just a stinky little ghost!

Just as Kenjiro Akanishi and Yamada's car passed through an intersection, another black car turned in the other direction at the same time.

In this ordinary-looking black car sat a very special young man, his face was sad, and he put his hand in front of the window helplessly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Young Master ......" sitting in the driver's seat is a middle-aged man, who is powerful, wearing sunglasses and a black suit, and he doesn't look like an ordinary person.

"Call me Xiao Zhu." The young man replied weakly.