The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 90 Dedicated Female Driver

two months later.

Friday.

Magic City comics.

In the first editing group.

At this time, the editor-in-chief Bai Yang was summarizing the sales results of the previous month, looking at the ups and downs of his chest and the distance of the spit flying out.

Obviously, he was in a bad mood.

"Snapped!"

Throwing the performance report on the conference table, Bai Yang looked coldly at the new editors sitting at the end of the long table:

"You have been in the industry for more than half a year. Do you know what is most important as a comic editor?"

"Vision!" One of the newcomers said hesitantly.

"Xingba, so you know it's your eyesight, so when you were picking out works, were donkey hair stuffed in your eyes?"

After loosening his suit and tie, Bai Yang turned on the mocking mode:
"The work you're in charge of has the second-lowest sales this month. Do you think it's too easy to turn into a regular, or you have a mine at home, and you don't like this meager salary."

But I'm just in charge of selecting the works. The editor-in-chief is the one who really makes the decision. Xingba feels that he has become a scapegoat.

He shrank his neck with a small expression on his face:

"Boss, I will pay attention next time."

No way, Manga Painting is the top three best-selling manga club in China, and he cherishes this hard-won internship opportunity.

But after glancing at the young girl beside him, Xingba breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't panic, he still has a back-up candidate.

Whether this wave can be successfully turned positive or not depends entirely on its peers.

Aware of Xingba's scrutiny, Liu Ruoyan secretly frowned, this fat fat man, is this looking at her jokes?
That's right, Xingba's second-to-last sales are tens of thousands of times higher than hers.

Because of the work she was in charge of, the update was discontinued this month. The reason the cartoonist gave her was—

When inspiration runs out, go out and get materials!
It's really hard for her to be a rookie editor.

At first, when the editor-in-chief assigned this cartoonist to her, she felt that she had found a treasure.

Because this cartoonist is a little famous in the industry, and has several masterpieces that sell well.

Being able to become his editor-in-chief, Liu Ruoyan felt that the performance appraisal of her internship turned into a regular one.

Well, this wave should be stable.

She and her best friend celebrated in advance, and even opened the champagne.

But who would have thought that at the most critical time, the dead fat house would be broken.

The manga serialized by that guy, the female characters burst out when they disagree. Where can he go to get materials when his inspiration is exhausted?

Liu Ruoyan had some doubts, whether he was invited by the police uncle into the bureau for tea when he was condoling to the girl who had lost his footing.

"Yuji, why did Mr. Aoi stop updating this month? How does your editor-in-charge do your work?" Looking at Liu Ruoyan at the end of the long table, Bai Yang frowned.

He actually likes this girl very much.

People with outstanding education, solid work, long legs and straight, good looks, love to wear black silk.
In short, it was because of the girl's ability that he assigned this well-received cartoonist to her name.

Unexpectedly, it ushered in a broken result.

Alas, a pretty girl is really unreliable, Bai Yang marked Liu Ruoyan with a vase in his heart.

"Editor-in-chief, Aoi-sensei has run out of inspiration."

Grabbing the beautiful black legs under the table, Liu Ruoyan's tone was a little hollow:
"But he went out to collect materials this month, and he will definitely resume updates next month."

"What are they going out to do? These famous cartoonists have become lazy after financial freedom."

Bai Yang patted the table, his face a little ugly:

"Look at how diligent those newcomers are, they are updated on time every week, because they have just debuted and have not accumulated wealth."

"If you don't have money in your hand, you naturally don't have the capital to go out and get materials, and you can't touch the hot ones."

Considering that Liu Ruoyan is a young girl, Bai Yang just stopped and didn't say anything too explicit.

But the senior editors sitting at the front of the long table all showed meaningful smiles.

Well, I understand everything!

These otaku cartoonists, after they had the money in their hands, naturally wanted to find a technician to relax.

Veteran editors have heard the industry anecdote:
Because a technician was tired of the feasting life, he chose a golden basin to wash his hands and returned to his hometown, and found an honest person to spend the rest of his life with.

And the cartoonist who often went to her for heart-to-heart, in order to cherish the memory of his lost youth, serialized a popular cartoon——

"My NO.18 Technician"

"Cough cough."

Bai Yang cleared his throat and stopped everyone's associations. He repeated the question just now:

"Yugi, as a comic editor, do you know what's most important?"

"Vision." Liu Ruoyan replied decisively.

How could she not be able to answer the question she just asked?

"wrong!"

This time, Bai Yang gave a completely different answer: "It's communication!"

"When dealing with rookie cartoonists, we must have a vision for selecting works, but when dealing with cartoonists like Aoi-sensei, who have achieved achievements."

"We have to communicate with them often, lest they make any fools."

"I know the editor-in-chief."

Liu Ruoyan nodded as if pecking at the rice: "I will communicate with Mr. Aoi in the future to strive for common progress, and such things will not happen again."

"Maybe there is no future, the team will be assessed next month, the performance of you newcomers."

Bai Yang shook his head and said, "If he can't resume the update before the end of the month, you will lose the chance to become a regular."

After the meeting.

Liu Ruoyan returned to her work station with her head down a little dejected.

Resuming updates before the end of the month?
This is simply not possible!

That dead fat house, I don't know where to go, and I cut off contact with her a few days ago.

She has only one choice now, and that is to contact a new cartoonist, so that she can replace the dead fat house.

But she is just a new editor with limited resources. If she wants to contact an old cartoonist who has achieved good results, people may not pay attention to her.

Moreover, these cartoonists have their own fixed editors, and her success rate in digging corners is not high.

Unless she can give something.
Pinching her beautiful legs with black silk, Liu Ruoyan quickly got rid of this terrible thought.

Even if she is fired, even if she sweeps the road, she will not go down this evil path.

Turning on the computer, she pinned her hopes on the new manuscript sent by her cartoonist in the mailbox.

Looking forward to seeing a good work.

two hours later.

Liu Ruoyan collapsed on the seat back, staring at the computer screen with dull eyes.

Like a broken doll.

Sure enough, naive.

The cartoonists who can contribute to her are naturally newcomers.

Some painters can't.

Some plots suck.

What's even more outrageous is that she also met a few wonderful cartoonists. What do you mean by half a word?
This is to let me help you, do you want the outline of the next plot?
It seemed that she was going to be fired, Liu Ruoyan was a little desperate.

"Drip."

At this moment, her cell phone rang, and she picked it up and saw that it was a message from her best friend.

Soft and cute and easy to tear down: "Yan'er, you are the editor in charge of comics, do you know wild saury? Can you ask me for an autograph? Shy jpg"

"Wild saury?" A string of question marks appeared on Liu Ruoyan's forehead.

Her best friend and shared roommate is a senior fan of papercraft, and even the room is filled with all kinds of figurines.

Every time she saw those figures, Liu Ruoyan envied them.

Because if you pick one out at random, it can cover her salary for several months.

Liu Ruoyan always wondered if she had any other ideas about this girlfriend who was obviously a rich woman, but had to share a house with her.

After thinking for a while, Liu Ruoyan began to swipe her phone to reply to her best friend's message.

Long-legged enchantress: "What kind of author is this, I've never heard of it~"

After a while, it came back over there.

Soft and cute and easy to push down: "No way, Yan'er, you are the editor in charge of comics, you don't even know the saury with a lot of money?"

Long-legged enchantress: "If you can't do it in one step, please don't speak."

Soft and cute and easy to push down: "You filthy demon king, although your legs are very long, don't drive too fast."

"What I said is true, the tribe's comics section is all fried."

"I started uploading comics two months ago. On the first day, I updated twenty chapters, and then continued to update two chapters every day. Now I have updated to 140 chapters."

"Not only the weight is large, but the frequency is also stable."

"Update two episodes a day?" Liu Ruoyan felt that her common sense had been overturned.

How bad is this?
Liu Ruoyan suspected that the author was a big water ratio.

Is he a cartoon drawn with his feet, just stepping on it is a script.

Long-legged enchantress: "What type of comic, how is the plot and the quality of the artist?"

Soft and cute and easy to tear down: "It's a campus comedy class. As for the quality, can't you just check it yourself? You can see it in the tribe's comics section."

"You are also in an industry. If you can contact him, you must help me get a signed photo. I sent him a private message and asked him to send a selfie, but he never got back to me."

Long-legged enchantress: "Okay, I'll take care of it for you."

After finishing the chat, Liu Ruoyan opened the tribe's comics section.

To be honest, she doesn't have any hope for such a big water writer, and the tribe area is full of comics that are serialized for free.

Therefore, no one wants to serialize comics here, except for newcomer cartoonists who have just entered the industry.

After all, people are real creatures, and they can’t make money from free serialization. Who would be willing to be free labor?
In the search box of the comic area, Liu Ruoyan entered the author's name in a small hand, and then saw the work that her girlfriend said--

"Ash on line"

After reading the serialization date and the current update volume, Liu Ruoyan rubbed her beautiful legs in stockings slightly.

Gee, that's quite a lot.

Then, she clicked on the work to see how much moisture this cartoonist had.

……

Experimental Primary School.

Every three years.

Wen Yan was lying on the table, staring bored at the English teacher on the podium.

That's right, time flies, and as the summer vacation passes, he has become a third-grade elementary school monk.

Now Wen Yan is thinking about a great proposition.

He felt that Blue Star's education system seemed to have serious problems——

How can a young female teacher wear a short skirt when teaching students?

Isn't that a distraction from the kid's paper?
Wen Yan felt that this phenomenon was very serious. He must be an enthusiastic citizen and report a wave of such unreasonable clothing matching.

If possible, he felt that some technical improvements should be made to the teacher's skirt.

Well, make sure it's shorter, it's such a waste of fabric.

The position he is sitting in is very suitable for him, and it is also a must for good students——

The back row is by the window, the hometown of Wang.

Looking at the English teacher again, Wen Yan looked back bored.

Gee!
There are too many restrictions for children, I really want to grow up quickly, Wen Yan sighed in his heart.

Sometimes, he felt like he was about to split his personality.

He clearly understands everything, but the size remains the same.

This is so frustrating!

Of course, he had no idea about the beautiful teacher in front of him.

After all, his eyes have been raised by some girls!

Just looking at the small eyes of the classmates around him, he suddenly had some emotions.

This is the real child paper.

Sighing slightly, Wen Yan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and began to pass the boring class time.

He came to school with his mobile phone, Wang Luoqi knew it, and tacitly agreed that he could play with his mobile phone quietly during class.

Because Wang Luoxi knew that his knowledge reserve had already surpassed the level of the third grade.

The reason why he came to school was because he didn't want him to get moldy at home.

Wen Yan habitually opened the tribe, wanting to see the comments of readers and friends on Ah Shuai.

Every time he sees good reviews, he will be very happy, and the affirmation from readers is the greatest comfort to him.

It is free updates, he is also willing.

Every time he saw a bad review, he would silently delete it as if nothing happened.

Well, Ah Shuai is the work of Mao Xiaole, so what does it have to do with Wen Xiaoyan?

These readers and friends who don't know how to appreciate it, it is better to delete the bad comments in the wrong place, so as not to be embarrassed by admitting the wrong person.

Well, it's that kind.

Opening the comment area, Wen Yan began to lower his head to correct the memorial.

Well, praise, like, stick to the top, add refinement, one-click three consecutive.

Huh?Bad review!Delete, I don't allow you to insult Mr. Cat's work.

Just then, he suddenly saw a strange comment.

Yu Ji: "Hello Mr. Yu, can you chat when you have time? I have some questions I want to ask."

I'm not an overlord, but I don't love Farewell Concubine. You have found the wrong person, Wen Yan frowned.

Although he thinks so in his heart, Wen Yan will always reply to readers' comments except for the astringent girl who asked him to post a selfie.

Well, this kind of interaction is a respect for the readers.

Wild saury: "Although I have a lot of time to spare, I can still spare some time to chat with you about the topic of fifty cents."

"However, let's declare in advance that I am powerless not to talk about the big list of hundreds of millions."

Yu Ji seemed to be waiting in front of her phone, and just after Wen Yan's message was sent, she received a reply from there.

Yu Ji: "I'm very honored to receive Teacher Yu's reply. What's your bank card number? I'll transfer the consultation fee to your card."

Is it such an axis?However, thinking that there is no "Hourly Worker" in this world, and naturally there is no "fifty cents" stalk, Wen Yan is gradually relieved.

Wild saury: "Just kidding, you don't need to transfer money. If you have any questions, you can ask, and I will reply as appropriate."

Yu Ji: "Is "Ah Shui on Line" your work? Do you have the copyright?"

It's not my work, I solemnly declare: Ah Shuai is the work of Mr. Mao Xiaole. If you like it, please go to the Manga Party flagship store to support the genuine version.

Wen Yan thought to himself, and then replied:

"I have the copyright!"

Yuki: "Then do you want to publish it?"

No, I just simply serve the people, and by the way, I will add some joy to the readers.

Please don't associate such a noble me with dirty things like money, thank you.

I have my own character.

Of course, the above is all bragging.

Wen Yan's eyes lit up, his hands trembled with excitement, and after two months of waiting, he finally got the chance to publish.

The reason why he didn't directly invest in the comics was because he was worried about being undercut by others, so he wanted to gain popularity on the Internet first.

He didn't want to disappoint Mao Xiaole's work, because it was also his childhood memory.

Well, it must be sold for a good price.

"How to say split, how to calculate royalties?"

Wen Yan's little hand moved the screen quickly:
"I have been drawing comics for 20 years, and I know the value of my works very well, and Ah Shao has already gained popularity in the tribe."

"Three publishers have contacted me before you, and the royalties given are not low."

"But I have feelings for my works, and I don't want to sell her to a publishing house that doesn't understand appreciation. She is my child!"

Yoo Hee: "I am the editor of Manga Art, and we attach great importance to the work of every manga artist."

Wild saury: "Don't talk about these useless, you can say how much you can give."

Yu Ji: "I can't control this, why don't I ask my leadership first?"

Wild saury: "Go quickly and come back, waiting for your news, goodbye!"

"bell bell"

When Wen Yan put down the phone, the school bell rang on time.

Alas~ Excellent children are always so sensitive to school time.

After listening to the beautiful teacher finishing her homework, Wen Yan gave the workbook to the little girl at the same table.

Well, people have to help with homework, and Wen Yan is embarrassed to refuse.

He is helping his classmates consolidate their after-school knowledge.

This is good deeds!

Carrying a schoolbag and leaving the school gate, Wen Yan saw the female driver that Wang Luoqi helped him arrange——

Li Yiyi!
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Not surprisingly, the protagonist will grow up tomorrow and the day after, and that's it.

hehehehe~
　Busy Monday.

　　Do more tomorrow.

　　In addition, thanks to the leader of Juyong for the reward.

　　There is no retribution, only explosions.

　　I owe the big brother 10000 words in Wugeng!
　　Refill in two days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)