Ji Yixia has some preconceived stereotypes about the cartoons that Pei Ning participated in coloring.

But Pei Ning didn't refute, after all, he felt that what Ji Yixia said also made some sense.

On second thought, the game he wanted to make himself seemed even more excessive.

In the morning class, Ji Yixia was holding her mobile phone and typing the whole time, while Pei Ning completed a few more sketches.

It's not that Pei Ning always secretly goes to see Ji Yixia, but this guy really laughs out loud.

When class was about to end, Ji Yixia suddenly stared at the mobile phone screen without blinking, with a snickering look on her face.

"Hey, I'll have a drink of Coke." Ji Yixia patted Pei Ning's table and said.

Pei Ning hurriedly retracted his gaze, pretended to look at the manuscript paper in front of him, and said indifferently: "When did you become so generous?" ”

"Do you drink or not?" Ji Yixia said.

"Okay, I want a blue bottle." Pei Ning said.

Ji Yixia: "Whoever cares about you, I will buy the red bottle." ”

Pei Ning shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't pick." ”

Looking sideways at the girl who continued to type on the screen, Pei Ning was really a little puzzled, why did this guy who usually pick and search, why was he suddenly so generous that he asked for Coke?

And still holding the phone and giggling......

Every time Pei Ning cast his gaze at her, he would find that Ji Yixia turned the phone a little sideways, so that he couldn't see the screen.

Perhaps, she actually writes novels on her phone, and it's some kind of unspeakable subject...... Pei Ning thought secretly.

Actually, if you are drawing something shameful, you really don't want people around you to know about it.

When the school bell rang, Ji Yixia put on her schoolbag and walked towards the classroom door, her steps today looked particularly cheerful.

Pei Ning followed Ji Yixia all the way to the vending machine on the first floor of the teaching building.

Ji Yixia glanced at the inventory of goods displayed on the vending machine and said, "Huh? How is it that there is no red bottle of Coke sold today? ”

"Then buy the blue bottle, it makes no difference." Pei Ning said on the side.

"Hmph, I don't drink the blue bottle, lemon tea, do you want it?" Ji Yixia chose the lemon tea button.

"Thank you." Pei Ning replied.

Ji Yixia bought two cans of lemon tea and handed one to Pei Ning.

"Got rich lately?" Pei Ning took a sip of lemon tea and asked.

Ji Yixia looked proud, stretched out her hand and made a gesture of pinching her thumb and index finger, and said, "I made a little money." ”

"So now it's a little rich woman." Pei Ning said casually.

Ji Yixia snorted lightly, took out her mobile phone to look at it, swept her eyes around, and waved towards the other side of the teaching building.

"Senior sister, here and here!" Ji Yixia put a cushion on her toes and shouted over there.

She looked sideways at Pei Ning and said, "I'm going to the literary club in the afternoon, goodbye." ”

Pei Ning waved at Ji Yixia, and then watched her run away.

……

……

At this time, there was an office building in Rongchuan City.

Ye Ruoyun came out of the conference room with a frown, stood beside her workstation and sighed.

"Sister Ruoyun, what will you say?" The editor at the desk next to Ye Ruoyun asked curiously.

Ye Ruoyun opened the chair and sat down, looked sideways at the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and said, "There are a few works in the last issue that did not perform well, and they have to be notified to cut them down." ”

"Cut in half...... It's really hard to talk to a writer about this kind of thing. The young female editor sitting across from her said.

"It's nothing, you just turned positive in the group, right? After two years, I got used to it, and I thought the same thing when I first started editing two years ago. Ye Ruoyun's high heels stepped lightly on the ground, and the chair turned back to the angle facing the computer.

Looking at the table documents presented on the computer screen, Ye Ruoyun whispered: "It's just a pity, after all, in addition to the writer himself, a serialized comic has to support several assistants, and it is not easy to be a comic assistant now." ”

"Sister Ruoyun, is it the work of the magazine or the website that has been cut in half this time?" The young female editor with the flower name Dango asked.

Ye Ruoyun said: "The comics serialized on the website are generally not cut in half, after all, the cost is relatively low, the layout of each issue of the magazine is limited, and the last place in the row will be eliminated." ”

Dango: "That's really cruel......"

Ye Ruoyun said: "It's not good to say that the competition over there is more fierce, there are a lot of works in the same period of online serialized comics, and there are all kinds of data evaluations, recommended tickets, monthly passes, subscriptions, etc., if you don't kill a bloody road, you can only become a stepping stone for others." ”

"Speaking of which, if there is a work in the magazine that is cut in half, there will be a new work to make up for it, right?" Dango said.

"Uh-huh, but it's not going to end immediately, it's just that he'll be given a deadline, and it must end after three episodes of serialization."

After speaking, Ye Ruoyun sorted out the information and called the author of this comic called "Senior Brother Stares at My Feet Every Day, He Must Have a Brain Disease".

Ye Ruoyun's tone was very calm, she had dealt with such things a lot, after all, magazines have been serialized, and there are always people who will be eliminated.

Ye Ruoyun gave this writer two plans, one is to finish it directly after three issues, and the other is to transfer it to the website for serialization, but there is no guaranteed manuscript fee when the magazine is serialized.

There was no guarantee fee, and the income could not even be paid by the assistants, so he chose to finish after three installments.

As a result, there will be one more empty space in the magazine, and a new work will need to fill it.

"Dango." Ye Ruoyun beckoned to the group and said, "There will be a vacant space in the magazine immediately, and this work will be handed over to you to be responsible, pay attention to the company's submission mailbox, or go to the Internet to discover new authors." ”

"Good! Thank you, Sister Ruoyun! Tuanzi agreed, she came to the company for three months, just turned regular, before doing some basic work, has not really contacted the author.

"Don't thank you too early, it's not easy to be directly in charge of the work for the first time."

Ye Ruoyun then whispered: "Just treat this as a practice, I sent you the number of this writer, and you are also responsible for the follow-up completion procedure, in fact, you should also know that in recent years, the sales of magazines have been getting worse and worse, and the industry is focusing on mobile terminals." ”

"It's okay, I'll do my best even if it's a magazine!" Dango patted his chest and reassured.

"Oh yes, some writers at the magazine are still used to submitting their manuscripts by mail, and the front desk will receive couriers from time to time, so you have to see which ones are originals and which ones are photocopies, and the originals will be scanned and sent back to the writers." Ye Ruoyun told Tuanzi about the details of the work.

"Yes, I've been paying attention to it all this time." Dango replied.

For the first time, Tuanzi received a formal editing job, and while adding the account of the writer of the book "Senior Brother Looks at the Feet", he began to flip through the submission mailbox of the website, full of enthusiasm.