The sand of the stars in the bottle has increased, which is a good thing. 35xs

What used to be only a thin layer of star-colored sand now filled one-fifth of the bottle.

Does this mean that as long as you draw four more comics of the same level as "Death Note", this bottle will be filled, and the task given to Lin Lin by that god will be successfully completed?

Lin Lin felt that it was probably not that simple.

But

Pinching the bottle and shaking it gently, Lin Lin stared at the star-glowing sand in the bottle in the dark.

So how the hell does this sand get in? Sure enough, I'm still curious

The bottle didn't open or anything, and judging from Yuemi's words, the extra sand probably appeared suddenly today.

After all, this bottle is usually placed on the table in Yuemi's room, and it is precisely because of the sudden change that Yuemi will notice.

The power of the gods is incredible.

Sighing like this, Lin Lin stuffed the bottle into the drawer - with the increase of the star-colored sand, the brightness of the bottle was a little dazzling at night, affecting the quality of sleep.

In short, this is a small episode, for this kind of change, both Lin Lin and Yuemi hid their careful thoughts quite well, so early the next morning, everyone and a ghost stared at each other with a pair of dark circles and big eyes.

"Let's not talk about why there are dark circles under your eyes, Lin Lin, you are a ghost, right? Why do I have dark circles? ”

"Probably because a ghost without dark circles isn't a good black cat?"

Saying that, Lin Lin turned into a black cat form, stepped on the cat step and shook his tail, and walked in front of Yuemi, and then was pinched by the back of Yuemi's neck and thrown out by Yuemi, who looked unhappy. Flash Dance.

In short, after a burst of laughter, neither Lin Lin nor Yuemi tacitly agreed that no one mentioned the bottle.

After breakfast, Yuemi lay on the bed in Lin Lin's room and read comics idly, while Lin Lin was playing with his chin on the computer.

If it was usual, Lin Lin was obviously traveling in the liver at this point in time, but now she needs to work.

After Fu Mengzhu passed the test yesterday, Ji Kaiwei sent a message that day, saying that he hoped that Lin Lin could complete the draft of the first three episodes of "Magical Girl Naiye" as soon as possible.

She planned to let Fu Mengzhu start painting "Magical Girl Naiye" immediately, but Fu Mengzhu was a novice, and her painting speed couldn't be improved, plus she knew the quality of Lin Lin's storyboard draft.

Well, it's not too much to take a three-word storyboard draft in advance.

Lin Lin comforted himself like this, and then Yuemi came up to mend the knife: "I've been bored reading comics all day lately, Lin Lin hurry up and draw the storyboard of "Madoka Magical Girl"~"

Yes, I said that even if I opened it double, there would be no problem, and I dug the pit myself, and I had to jump down with tears in my eyes. Flash Dance.

On the other side, Ji Kaiwei came to the editorial office early.

The newsroom, which was a little dilapidated at the beginning, has become much cleaner thanks to the efforts of the editors.

Well, to be precise, the newsroom has changed at all now.

At the beginning, funds were really tight, so even the cleaning was done by the editors, but now because the comic platform is running smoothly, the funds are relatively abundant.

So the interior of the editorial office has been renovated as a whole, and it looks pretty good.

Although it was Sunday, there were still many editors at work, and Ji Kaiwei walked towards the door while saying hello.

There were four or five potted plants at the door, and Ji Kaiwei glanced at it and didn't care.

But after a while, she suddenly reacted - how did those potted plants look like potatoes?

Probably an illusion.

Chattering like this, she selectively ignored the potatoes with electrodes in the corner of the newsroom, and then saw a corpse lying in the center of the newsroom.

"What's going on?"

Walking to Weng Ruyu's side, Ji Kaiwei knocked on the fence of the desk.

Weng Ruyu glanced at Su Zixuan, who was lying on the ground as if he had a mysterious BGM accompaniment like "The Flower of Hope, Connected to the Bond", and snorted coldly: "Leave him alone, just let him lie on his stomach." ”

Ji Kaiwei was expressionless, pulling the passing staff.

This little girl was a little embarrassed, and whispered in Ji Kaiwei's ear: "That, it seems that Editor-in-Chief Su ran in when the team leader was changing clothes in the morning."

The team leader refers to Weng Ruyu, who has been busy recently, so Weng Ruyu simply lived in the editorial department, anyway, the upstairs was originally a small two-bedroom residence, and it was arranged by Ji Kaiwei to transform it into a staff lounge, so Weng Ruyu simply took this place as his second nest and took one of the rooms for himself.

Ji Kaiwei knew about this, and Weng Ruyu specially asked her for consent.

After figuring out the reason for the matter, Ji Kaiwei let go of the little editor and didn't ask about it again.

After all, it is difficult for a Qing official to interrupt family affairs, and he deserves to be beaten by breaking into a girl's bedroom without consent.

"Is there something wrong with the eldest lady coming over today?"

After sorting out the documents on the table, Weng Ruyu turned around and asked.

Usually Ji Kaiwei is in school, so the contact is through penguins, and it is relatively rare to come to the editorial department like this.

"Well, the theme of Yuemi's new work has been decided."

Ji Kaiwei found a chair and sat down, and said calmly.

"yes, what's the subject?"

Since coming here as an editor, the connection between Weng Ruyu and Yuemi has decreased, and to be honest, the feeling of being an online editor is very different from the feeling of being an editor of a physical book.

Most of the reason is that the web editor does not have to go to the author's house to urge the manuscript.

Actually, I miss that cute thing.,But I'm too busy at work to have time to spare.。

So now that he heard Yuemi's news, Weng Ruyu was also interested.

"Magical girl theme."

"Magical girl?"

"That's right, magical girl."

Weng Ruyu looked confused.

She had thought of a lot of themes, but she didn't expect this to be the only one - after all, no one could imagine what it would be like for the night god moon to change into cute clothes and sing the praises of love and justice.

"Let me ask, the original is still Mr. Miyama?"

Ji Kaiwei nodded, she could also understand Weng Ruyu's thoughts, so she comforted: "Don't worry, the quality is guaranteed, I will find Yuemi drama to pass through." ”

"Since you've said so"

Weng Ruyu smiled a little reluctantly, she always felt that Sanshan's painting style should be different from that of a magical girl.

After all, in her mind, Sanshan should be an old middle school second.

"Then the eldest lady came here to discuss the publicity of Yuemi's new work, right?"

Speaking of which, Ji Kaiwei took out a plan from his bag.

"I have an idea, you can see if it works."

I saw a few words on the proposal.

A large-scale call for papers-Magical Girl Festival.

"Bookmark for easy reading"