Chapter 18

"Eh?" Duan Yangping suddenly saw a cartoon in a pile of messy documents.

It's normal to see a cartoon in this editorial department. But what he saw was just the page of platelet close-up, and such a cute little Lori was printed in his mind at once. He has been engaged in this business for 10 years. In order to maintain his professionalism, he basically knows all the hot comics in that quarter, and can recognize most of the painting styles of various cartoonists.

In front of this little Laurie, he couldn't see which one was painted.

New? That's great.

So out of curiosity, he took out the picture and looked at it carefully.

Ah, really cute. If the house men and women see this, they can't have a heart attack?

He then searched again, found the entire 30 page manuscript and read it again.

Qin Yuyao quickly finished his meal and wanted to continue to help. As a result, he found Duan Yangping squatting there reading comics.

"Master Duan, what are you looking at?"

"Oh, Xiao Qin, do you know which author contributed this cartoon?"

"Which?" Qin Yuyao leaned over to have a look, and was surprised to find that it was the cartoon she had brought.

"This... It's not who contributed it, but my friend painted it," Qin Yuyao didn't think too much. To be honest, "she failed to contribute and was rejected. I just wanted to help her ask what needs to be improved. Master Duan, can you give me some advice?"

"What advice do you give?" Duan Yangping is a white eye. "Which magazine is blind? Don't want such a good work?"

"Ah? Is this good?" Qin Yuyao didn't read it carefully, but he thought the work was rubbish because song Yunwu said so miserably.

She thought for a moment and said, "she seems to vote for a weekly manyou."

"Oh, that's no wonder," Duan Yangping suddenly realized. "I said, weekly manyou was originally engaged in weekly edge. They have just been established. The editors are all transferred from the original weekly edge. There are few professional comic editors. It's not surprising that a group of guys engaged in fashion magazines die when they see this kind of work."

"So... That is to say, if my friend's cartoon is submitted, it can be serialized?" Qin Yuyao asked with a glimmer of hope.

Unexpectedly, Duan Yangping shook his head: "that can't be. It's not so easy to serialize. Don't say whether your friend has the ability to Zhou Geng, the magazine also has to have a place to publish it for you. Recently, we..."

Speaking of half, he was suddenly stunned: "wait a minute, I'll ask for you."

With that, Duan Yangping took the painting and ran to another editor. After the two talked for a while, Duan Yangping took the painting and showed it to each other. Then Qin Yuyao saw another editor called Qian and nodded.

Duan Yangping came back with a smile on his face: "it's done. There was an old author over Lao Qian who had planned to serialize the new issue. As a result, the big sword was caught a few days ago. Now there's a space available. Go and ask your friends to talk about it. If other aspects pass, maybe it can be published."

"Really!?" Qin Yuyao couldn't believe it. He didn't expect that everything could be done.

However, she took another look at the money that continued to work in the distance. It was the editor who just yelled "three days later and three days" on the phone. She thought, if song Yunwu delayed the draft later, would he also lock song Yunwu up and give him no painting or food?

[at that time, he doesn't know if he will be scared to death by a group of monsters.]

Qin Yuyao vomited silently in her heart, and then immediately called song Yunwu.

It's a pity that song Yunwu was always in the daytime and out at night. He drank wine last night. Now it must be impossible to be awakened by the mere ringing of the phone.

She had no choice but to talk to Duan Yangping and go back to the villa.

"Sister Yunwu, don't sleep! Don't sleep!" she came to song Yunwu with a cup of hot water and wanted to shake her up.

The latter struggled to open his eyes, and then the first thing was to "hiss -" press and hold his forehead: "ouch, skull pain."

"Who made you drink so much wine yesterday," Qin Yuyao handed over the hot water. "Drink some hot water. I have good news for you."

"What good news? What good news can I have recently?" Song Yunwu said while drinking water, feeling a little depressed.

So Qin Yuyao told her about the editorial department.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute," Song Yunwu put down his glass and waved to her to stop. "I haven't woken up yet. You say again, it shouldn't be my ear problem? Some editors have read my comics?"

"Yes," Qin Yuyao rubbed her temples. "You won't blame me for taking out your painting without authorization?"

"Ha ha!" Song Yunwu burst out laughing, jumped up from the bed and hugged Qin Yuyao. "What do I blame you for? You really didn't lie to me? Can I serialize it in the magazine?"

"It's not decided yet," Qin Yuyao was shaken a little dizzy by her. "There are still a lot of follow-up to talk about, so I came to call you to the editorial department."

"What are you waiting for? Go!"

"You just... Go like this?"

"Hmm?" Song Yunwu looked down and wore a set of underwear. It's really not a dress to go out.

So she immediately changed into a white T-shirt and jeans. Her hair style was still instant noodles, and she didn't forget her standard wine bottle glasses.

So they went to the editorial office.

……

At night, when XiMenqing came home, he met Damen Zi. They walked to the gate together. Before the door was opened, they heard someone shouting in the room.

"What are you doing?" they looked at each other, and Ximen opened the door curiously.

As a result, song Yunwu, wearing only a white T-shirt, was there with a wine bottle in one hand and his underwear in the other hand: "Oh ~ oh ~ high! I'm the king! The king of comics!"

Simon's eyes and hands were quick. He quickly took out his mobile phone and clicked to take a picture.

Damon Zi gave her a shocked look. What you thought of at this time is doing this?

Song Yunwu was very high. As a result, he turned around and saw Ximen Qing and Damen Zi looking directly at him. Only then did he realize that he seemed a little out of line.

She silently put on her underwear, then pretended to be nothing and said hello to them: "Yo, come back, dinner is ready, let's eat together. I have something else to do. I'll go back to my room first."

Then, he turned around and walked slowly to the stairs. The speed broke out instantly and rushed to the second floor in 3 seconds.

Simon's expression gradually became "funny": "Hey, you can order more blood bags these days."

Damon Zi was curious: "what happened? I've never seen her so happy."