Chapter 33

"Indissoluble bond?" Yang Yuan asked, "what do you mean?"

"Yes," said Li Jing, the editor in chief, "what is the key to gou Yue's sales?"

"Hey, hey," Gou Yue said with a smile, "look at the pseudonym of the author of this cartoon."

"Pseudonym?"

When we looked, we found that it was "dance love".

"Wuqing... The name looks familiar," said Li Jing, and suddenly his eyes brightened. "Oh, remember, the sales of Mars increased a lot a few days ago, as if it was because of Wuqing's work cell?"

"Oh, I know about working cells," the editor answered immediately. "Platelets are so cute."

"I think the milk larvae of macrophages are more attractive." "I don't like that. White blood cells and red blood cells send dog food all day. My stomach is full of panic." "do I think those germs are handsome alone?"

Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, Li Jing stopped it in time: "all right, all right, chat until the meeting is over. Gou Yue, isn't the work cell of the dance teacher still serialized? Why did she contribute again? Is it difficult to prepare for double opening?"

"That's it," Gou Yue said. "It's a rare hard-working writer. It's just two extremes with teachers who don't work. It's not enough to serialize one, so he took the initiative to ask for another work."

Yang Yuan also reacted at this time: "isn't it working cell that has squeezed out teacher Ying Zheng's position in Mars square? This dance situation is now coming to weekly square to grab the position with teacher Ying Zheng. What's the hatred?"

Gou Yue said, "if you don't take it out today, who knows that Mr. Ying Zheng is going to contribute? It's just a coincidence."

"But it's too coincidental," Yang Yuan said helplessly. "Are these two guys old enemies?"

Editor in chief Li Jing said at this time, "don't talk about that first. Let's look at the quality of the eight heavenly dragons."

When the editors heard the speech, they immediately began to read the painting at hand.

After a while, an editor suddenly said, "sleeping trough! Is this fight too handsome?"

"Indeed, this is a blockhouse!"

"Zhong Ling is also very cute. It's a bit like platelets. It feels like platelets have grown up."

"Lightning marten is very cute. It's easy to get around this thing."

"I feel that the follow-up animation and live action are easier to do, and the copyright should be easy to sell."

……

After a group of editors discussed, Li Jing spoke again: "well, now vote, I think teacher Ying Zheng's" I'm really not a big brother "can be serialized."

Fifteen of the twenty editors raised their hands.

"Then pass. Next, I agree to raise my hand for the serial of Tianlong Babu."

Shua Shua, the remaining five who didn't raise their hands also raised them.

"OK, then it's finalized. These two films are serialized," Li Jing said. "Originally, they were planned to serialize three films at the same time. Do you recommend them? If not, they will be serialized in parallel."

Editors, look at me and I look at you. They shake their heads to show that they are gone. The quality of the previous two works is too high. Even if they take out one work, they have a great chance to run with them. They waste their own time and the time of other authors. Why bother to be thankless.

Just when Li Jing decided to join the two departments, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open and a young man broke in.

"Xiao Lei, what's the matter with you?" one of the editors here shouted quickly. The young man is a new editor and is not qualified to attend such a meeting.

"Sorry to interrupt," Lei Ming bowed and said to Li Jing, "editor in chief, I have a good work here. I don't know if I can participate in the competition."

"What are you talking about! Get out!" his old editor's face changed. Where does Lei Ming's new editor have writer resources? God knows what rubbish works to take out. If it leaves a bad impression on the editor in chief, he will be sad in the editorial department in the future.

However, Lei Ming has the unique vitality of young people and has the courage to hand over the painting to the editor in chief.

Li Jing opened it and didn't say a word. The atmosphere in the office suddenly became tense.

A few minutes later, he said to Lei Ming, "give others a share."

"Oh, OK, OK." Lei Ming did it immediately.

……

On the same day, the editorial department of weekly square finally decided that starting from the next issue, the main journal will carry out a one month page adding activity, and the three new works will be serialized at the same time. The Department with the best final results will be qualified for long-term serialization.

Zhao Zhenying, who got the news, put down his mobile phone that he had written all afternoon and shouted, "Yeah! Seize this opportunity and I will be eligible for serialization!" he is really short of money recently. After his divorce, his wife distributed a lot of property. Now he has to save clothes and food if he wants to go to a major health care.

Xiliang demon village.

"It's done!" Song Yunwu ran to XiMenqing's room and said excitedly, "idiot zombie! We're going to serialize it in the weekly square!"

"Oh."

"Oh? You just have an 'Oh'? This is the weekly square! The largest youth cartoon magazine in the country, the ultimate dream of all cartoonists! Can't you be happier?"

"Make a fuss," Simon Qing said as he manipulated his game character to rush to the tower. "With me, there are many such opportunities in the future. If everyone is so excited, don't be tired to death? Grass! There is light!"

Simon Qing left the keyboard with both hands, and the screen instantly turned black and white.

Song Yunwu looked at the guy who only wore a black triangle and scratched his ass like an uncle. He thought it was really incredible: [how can this guy come up with so many wonderful stories?]

Maybe she stared too long. Ximen Qing noticed her sight: "why look at me with such eyes of 'envy, admiration and love'? Is this falling in love with me? Well, I'll try my best to accept your love. After all, you are all my wings in Xiliang demon villa."

Like a basin of cold water splashed on his head, the unfathomable image of Ximen in Song Yunwu's eyes suddenly burst: "get out!"

Looking at her leaving back, Ximen's feeling showed an evil smile: "Hey, there's a sign, little girl, I'll break you all sooner or later!"

……

In an old apartment building, Lei Ming excitedly slapped a security door: "open the door! Mr. Yunyan! Open the door!"

Squeak - the security door is opened, and behind the door is a beautiful young face. It's just a pair of deep dark circles that destroy the atmosphere.

"Why? I'm sleeping. Don't you know that disturbing people's dreams is like killing their parents?"

"Sleep a bird and get up. Hi! I have something big to tell you!"