His face burned instantly, and he snatched the book, and Ai Ye said hesitantly: "This ...... This is me...... No, no, no, it's not mine! ”

Damn!

How can anyone be seen drawing this!

You must know that her column introduction is written like this: Ye Ai, female, an emerging cartoonist after XX, with a simple and elegant painting style, a gentle personality, and a good character......

Therefore, Ai Xiaoye, who has a good character, is absolutely impossible to secretly draw a beautiful boy cp Xiaohuangman at home!

When pigs fly!

…… At least, it must not be discovered!

Qiu Jingche nodded very clearly and smiled, "Isn't it the teacher's?" I just didn't pay attention to the pseudonym. ”

Didn't see the pen name?!

Well done!

Only then do fools admit it!

Ai Ye immediately shook his head, "It's not mine, it's ...... My friend dropped it here, and I forgot to take it. ”

Give yourself a perfect score!

Wit!

"Yes," Qiu Jingche's eyes swept over the cover, and said casually, "I thought it was painted by the teacher, I think the style is a bit like yours." ”

"It's not! Definitely not! Ai Ye denied it, opened the drawer and stuffed it in, and locked it up, all in one go.

At this time, it is impossible to admit that you are fighting to the death or not.

Fortunately, Qiu Jingche came to the road and didn't bother with this anymore, opened the sealed kraft paper bag, and pulled out the sketches inside.

The black-and-white plain sketches come into view, and in addition to the heroes and heroines, large swaths of flowers and plants are also drawn.

Ai Ye, who is known for his elegant painting style, likes to paint these very much.

The story of "Fantasy" is very special, it does not happen in reality, but in a dream.

The heroine dreams every night, and the hero can meet in the dream, and the story begins here......

Qiu Jingche looked at it very seriously.

Ai Ye also looked very seriously.

Qiu Jingche is looking at paintings.

Ai Ye looks at people.

In fact, Yan Gou can't blame her, after all, everyone has a love for beauty, and it is normal to be good-looking and watched.

Well.

It's not that my Yan dog is too powerful, it's that this person is too good-looking!

comforting himself like this, Ai Ye stared at Qiu Jingche even more unscrupulously.

“…… So, in this scene, the male and female protagonists have just met? Pointing to the drawing paper, Qiu Jingche asked. Ah......" Ai Ye blinked and immediately came back to his senses, "Yes, this is just the meeting, and the previous paintings were all backgrounds...... Have you seen my paintings? ”

"Yes."

Qiu Jingche chuckled and said: ""Illusion" mainly depicts the story of a young man in poor health and a girl who grew up in a family of traditional Chinese medicine since childhood, but I didn't expect you to paint like this. ”

"Any questions?" Ai Ye followed to see the sketch.

"It's nothing," Qiu Jingche said softly, "I just think that this picture wants to be veiled, and it is very unclear." ”

"Well," Ai Ye explained, "because the background is that this girl is dreaming, there is no boy at all in reality, it is this girl who met him in a dream, and the story also happened in a dream, so it is called "Illusion". ”

Qiu Jingche put away the drawing paper, resealed it, and chuckled at Ai Ye, "You draw very well, and it is also my honor to be your editor." ”

Plop plop.

was praised by a beautiful man, Ai Ye's little heart beat wildly, "You're welcome, you don't need to call me teacher, you can't call you, just call me Ai Ye." ”

"Artemisia ......"

Qiu Jingche lowered his eyelashes and muttered a smile, "In the future, please advise more." ”

Ai Ye's little heart...... Nodding vigorously, "Mmmmmmmm More advice! Definitely advise! Must be advised! ”

With a little pink in his eyes, he sent away Qiu Jingche.

Ai Ye closed the door, immediately ran upstairs, and dug out his mobile phone to make a call.

When the phone was connected, a roar rang out, "I'm in retreat!" Retreat! If you have a terminal illness, go to the hospital, if you don't have a terminal illness, prepare quickly, don't bother me! ”

Fortunately, Ai Ye had the foresight to move the phone a few centimeters outside.

waited for the other party to finish yelling before putting it in his ear, and said excitedly: "Vine!" My reminder editor has changed! ”

"Mind my business!" Cheng Feiman roared angrily, "I told you last week that I want to retreat, I want to retreat, do you know how much I still owe and how many manuscripts I haven't drawn!" ”

If there is also a Huashan sword in the comic industry, then Cheng Feiman is undoubtedly the only winner.

She is a time-honored god in the comic industry, her temper is as big as her fame, she scolds people when she disagrees, and she has as many fans as black fans.

Fans think she is a true temperament, and black fans think Ya is a shrew.

However, Cheng Feiman's painting skills are superb, looking at the comic industry, she thinks second, and no one dares to take the first.

And a rising star like Ai Xiaoye is really nothing in front of Cheng Feiman, but Ai Ye is Cheng Feiman's only friend, and he is also puzzled.

"Compared to this, the retreat is nothing," Ai Ye smiled like a little mouse after rolling around the bed with the phone in her arms, "He's the best-looking person I've ever seen!" Not one of them! ”

"Oh!" Cheng Feiman sneered, "Finished? After saying that, hang up, wait for me to get out of the customs, and I want your dog's life. ”

Dare to interrupt her retreat thoughts, Ai Ye is finished.

"Don't!" Ai Ye didn't hang up the phone, and said beautifully, "I think he is particularly in line with my image as a male protagonist." ”

"He's dying?" Cheng Feiman asked.

"Phew!"

This poisonous tongue.

"How could he die if he was so good!"

"Isn't your male protagonist dying and going to hang up at any time?" Cheng Feiman asked coldly.

“…… It just feels like it, it's not like it at all! After Ai Ye finished speaking, he recalled Qiu Jingche's appearance and frowned again, "However, when I look at him, it seems that his body is not very good." ”

"That's dying."

"Hey!"

What about Koude?!

Cheng Feiman said: "Yezi, you are so excited, don't fall in love with others at first sight, right?" ”

"How is that possible!" Ai Ye covered his forehead and wailed, "Yan Gou is a licking beauty, and you can't like it by looking at your face, you can love it, I am simply amazing to him, amazing do you understand?" You illiterate! ”

"I don't understand! I only know that I still owe twenty pages of manuscript, and if I don't write it, the skylight will be opened, and it will be blocked! ”

“…… In the comics world, who else dares to ban you? "After all, it's the first one.

"I'll block myself myself!" Cheng Feiman shouted directly, and after shouting, he calmed down for a while, and said coldly: "Within a week, unless you are going to die, don't make any noise about me, otherwise...... I'm going to let you die!" Do you understand? ”

“…… Understood, understood. ”

Swallowed.

Artemisia leaves choose to die.

The phone hung up, and Ai Ye wandered around the room several times, and then snickered like a little mouse.

Really handsome.

Especially I feel that Qiu Jingche is similar to the male protagonist in his work.

As the author of "Fantasy", Ai Ye started out entirely because this story originally appeared in her dreams.

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