In the next few days, Shen Zhiyi stayed at home, immersed in creating new comics.

The protagonist of the comic still decided to take Gu Zhiyu as the prototype, and as for the content drawn, it naturally started when she was found to be substitute teaching.

After several days of revising the draft day and night, Shen Zhiyi finally sent the first draft of the comic, which Shen Zhiyi had revised more than 20 times back and forth, to the editor who had been urging him to open a new pit for several days.

The next morning, the morning light spilled into the room through the leaves, and the quilt bulged out on the large bed in the room.

And Shen Zhiyi, who was lying in the quilt, was frowning tightly and endured the death-threatening alarm clock ringing at the head of the bed. Shen Zhiyi struggled to die in the bed for several minutes before he lifted his eyelids with difficulty and reached out to grab the cute kitten-shaped alarm clock placed at the head of the bed.

She glanced at the time, and it was only half past seven.

I thought I really needed to go to Gu Zhiyu's class every day, so when I went home that day, Shen Zhiyi set an alarm clock. But now that Gu Zhiyu actually said that she didn't need to go again, then the alarm clock set at half past seven was useless.

She breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the bed for a moment, and collapsed on the bed again.

After not sleeping well for several days, Shen Zhiyi was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was even darker.

Just as Shen Zhiyi's brain was about to go into hibernation again, a discordant mobile phone ringtone rang in the quiet room.

"Tsk."

Shen Zhiyi frowned, and opened his eyes unhappily to look at the ceiling.

Hating in his heart who called him early in the morning, Shen Zhiyi grabbed his hair a little irritably, turned over and didn't intend to pay attention to the buzzing mobile phone on the side.

The snubbed cell phone rang a few more times before it went quiet, but soon rang in her ears again.

Shen Zhiyi closed his eyes and fumbled around his pillow, his eyes narrowed into a slit and pressed the answer button on the screen, and then quickly pressed the amplification button and threw the phone aside.

The editor's gentle voice came from the phone: "Dear Teacher Yi, good morning." ”

Good morning fart!

Good Dream was first woken up by the alarm clock, and before he could close his eyes, he was woken up by the ringing of the phone.

Now Shen Zhiyi only feels that his world is not good.

Shen Zhi put his head into the soft pillow sleepily, and his voice was muffled: "Are you normal, the sudden gentleness scared me." ”

For Shen Zhiyi, her editing is a dangerous existence.

The attitude of urging the change some time ago is completely similar to the one now, and the editors who are used to the "tigress" mode suddenly become gentle, and Shen Zhiyi really can't accept it for a while.

The other party still maintained a gentle voice: "What do you say, Mr. Yi." People have always been so gentle. ”

“......”

Shen Zhiyi laughed a few times: "Is there anything wrong with calling me?" Is there anything that needs to be modified in the new pit? ”

In fact, the manuscript sent to the editor, Shen Zhiyi revised it to the end, and it was a mess in his mind, and the messy elements were scribbled and altered on the comics, but after all, he was not very satisfied.

But compared to the previous sketches, this one is barely passable.

"There's no problem, Mr. Yi, your Q version of the villain is really good at drawing. I can now start to imagine that if this comic becomes popular, there must be many fans who want the merchandise of the Q version of the villain in the comic. ”

Shen Zhiyi is not interested in these, in her opinion, the only thing she has to do, care about, and care about is her own job-

Do your best to draw the best manga.

Shen Zhiyi yawned sleepily: "It's good if there is no problem." ”

The editor on the other end of the phone asked, "Mr. Nayi, have you thought of the name of your new comic?" ”

"If you think about it, it's called Can You Touch Your Hands, Professor?" 》。 ”

Listen to the name, how high-end and atmospheric.

"Teacher Yi, your name ......"

The editor on the other end of the phone wanted to stop talking, but finally chose to compromise: "Okay, if Mr. Yi likes it, then call it this name." ”

"Oh yes," the editor seemed to remember something important, "Your "Girl's Heart" was taken by the film and television company, and the other party is now the giant Yueting Entertainment in the film and television industry, and the other party wants to meet with Mr. Yi and talk in detail, Mr. Yi, when do you think you are free?" ”

Shen Zhiyi's head had cleared up a lot, and she opened her worried eyes: "I can do it." ”

"Or noon today? Because there is also a comic in Group A that is now competing with "Girl's Heart", but although the other party wants to cooperate with "Girl's Heart", I still think that if I can start strong, I will start first. ”

At this time, Shen Zhiyi had already lost any sleep, and sat up from the bed: "Okay, then noon." ”

After hanging up the phone, Shen Zhiyi leaned on the back of the bed and rubbed his temples with a headache.

As soon as she closed her eyes, the scene from last night came to her mind.

In the black Porsche 911, Shen Zhiyi sat in the co-pilot's seat with a little restraint, although her eyes were firmly fixed on the vehicle in front of her, her afterglow secretly glanced at the man next to her uncontrollably.

The man sitting next to her didn't move him, she could only see the man on the steering wheel, his hand tapping the steering wheel again and again.

His hands were beautiful, his nails were cleanly trimmed, his bones were distinct, and only the crescent moon was the curvature she wanted.

Shen Zhiyi had to admit that he couldn't help but look at the man's hand a few more times.

It's just that what Shen Zhiyi didn't notice was that he had already changed from peeking to looking at his hands openly.

Maybe her gaze was too hot, and Gu Zhiyu, who had not moved on the side, suddenly turned her head sideways to look at Shen Zhiyi, and grabbed her gaze from the hand that had fallen on her plate.

Gu Zhiyu curled the corners of his mouth slightly: "What are you looking at?" Watch so fascinating? ”

The sudden voice frightened Shen Zhiyi and hurriedly withdrew his gaze: "No, didn't you see anything?" ”

"Really?" Gu Zhiyu's tone had a shallow smile in it, "How do I see someone who seems to be staring-"

Before Gu Zhiyu's words were finished, Shen Zhiyi interrupted his words in a panic, and simply broke the jar: "I, I just see that your hands are good-looking." ”

Anyway, it's not once or twice that I mess up in front of him, and it doesn't matter if I have one more time.

Gu Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect the girl in front of her to say it so bluntly.

He turned his head and continued to look at the car in front of him, holding one hand on the steering wheel, and his tone was full of teasing: "Then do you need me to give you a good look?" ”

Shen Zhiyi looked at the white and slender hand and swallowed his saliva.

There were only two of them in the car anyway, and she didn't need to pretend to be obedient in front of her grandfather, since Gu Zhiyu brought it up, she simply climbed up the pole:

"Can you give me a touch, then?"

However, all that responded to her was the man, who replied without the slightest hesitation:

"Dreaming."

“......”

With his thoughts back, Shen Zhiyi opened his eyes and got out of bed.

Shen Zhiyi arrived at the location set by Party A at the specified time.

Pushing open the door of the private room, she saw that Chen Su, who was in a suit and leather shoes, was already sitting in his position.

Shen Zhiyi once heard of Chen Su's name, when Yueting Film and Television Culture Co., Ltd. released the first self-made drama, which exploded after just one day of broadcasting, and the stock price of Yueting Film and Television soared rapidly.

And all this credit will be attributed to the man Chen Su who appeared in front of her at this time.

Shen Zhiyi has watched Chen Su's relevant interview, in which Chen Su said that his father no longer has any hope for Yueting Film and Television, and even once wanted to directly declare bankruptcy to the outside world and end the journey that Yueting has not been able to make good TV in these years.

But Chen Su did not agree with his father's point of view, so he returned from abroad and accepted the mess in his father's hands.

In just three years, Yueting Film and Television Culture Co., Ltd. has also come back to life in his hands at the fastest speed, and today's works produced by Yueting are performance opportunities that many top stars are scrambling to strive for.

Shen Zhiyi closed the door of the private room and came to the seat: "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry for waiting for a long time." ”

Seeing Shen Zhiyi coming, Chen Su showed a rare smile on his face: "Teacher Yi is serious, and I have just arrived." ”

When the waiter began to serve food one after another, Chen Su did not beat around the bush, but directly took out a contract from the bag on the side and pushed it in front of Shen Zhiyi.

"Mr. Yi, this is the contract we have drawn up, you can take a look, if you don't understand or are not satisfied, we can talk about it in detail."

Chen Su likes this "Girl's Heart" very much, and even under his sister's Amway, he began to chase after him like a big man, and even sometimes discussed the content of this comic with the employees in the company.

In order to be able to sign this cooperation, he also deliberately found Shen Zhiyi's editor, and proposed to meet with the author himself to talk about this cooperation, and obviously let his employees write the contract, this time all of them were drawn up by himself.

Shen Zhiyi smiled and opened the contract that appeared in front of him: "Okay, please wait a minute." ”

This is the first time she has signed a contract with such a regular company, and in the past, she saw many people on the Internet complaining that the company would play small tricks in the contract, so Shen Zhiyi was very careful when she read it, and read it almost word by word.

Eventually, her eyes widened as her gaze fell on the multi-digit zeros.

Shen Zhiyi counted in his heart, seven digits.

Seeing that Shen Zhiyi had been stunned on that page, Chen Su asked nervously, "Teacher Yi, do you have any questions?" ”

Shen Zhiyi shook his head, his eyes looked back and forth on the series of zeros several times, and then said slowly: "No, no problem, I just think this salary seems to be a bit ......."

Before she finished her words, Chen Su interrupted her self-righteously: "Is the salary too small?" What is the psychological price of the teacher, we can all give it. ”

“......”

Sure enough, he is a brother in the film and television industry, and he is so arrogant.

Obviously, he didn't expect the other party to have such an attitude, Shen Zhiyi waved his hand in a panic:

"No, I just think it's a bit much, after all, this manga still leaves a lot to be desired...... At least I don't think it's worth the price. ”

Although the seven-figure money is very fragrant, Shen Zhiyi is still a little self-aware of her works, and she doesn't want to make money with her conscience.

When she first painted "A Girl's Heart", she was completely in the mood of painting and playing.

Her painting and storyline are very rusty, and even a little simple compared to her works of the same period. In addition, she is still a fledgling newcomer after all, even if she is lucky enough to become a god, but in the final analysis, her strength still cannot be compared with those great gods.

Listening to Shen Zhiyi's words, Chen Su was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

He earnestly explained:

"Mr. Yi, we all like your comics, and we all think that Mr. Yi's book is worth the price. We will have a meeting before setting the price, everyone will discuss it unanimously, this is the result of our discussion, and it is also the price that other leaders of our company agree with except me, so Mr. Yi don't worry, your comics are really good. ”

Chen Su's words made Shen Zhiyi feel a little moved.

It's no exaggeration to say that this is the first time since she drew a manga that she has received praise other than that of her friends.

"So Mr. Shen is willing to consider cooperating with us in Yueting Film and Television?"