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　　 "Your editor-in-chief values ​​me too much."

　　 After reading the news, Meng Huo wiped the sweat from his face.

　　 "Is there? Meng Huo, you should be more confident!"

　　 Alice smiled slightly and said, "I came for this news today, how about it? The sales are very pleasantly surprised, right?"

　　 "A surprise is a surprise, yes."

　　 Meng Huo frowned slightly: "But you just want to say this?"

　　 If it's just about sales, Alice can tell by phone, there is no need to come early in the morning.

　　 "Of course not, there are other reasons."

　　 Alice shook her head and smiled bitterly. It is actually not convenient for her to go to the company now.

　　 Yesterday’s single-book sales have brought Meng Huo into the eyes of many media. Nowadays, there must be many reporters who want to explore the true face of Teacher He Xi. Ye Xiong decisively made Alice not need to go to work for the time being. He worried that Alice, who was the editor in charge, would be discovered, and followed the vine to find Meng Huo.

　　 Phoenix Company is going to protect Meng Huo to death this time. Alice just took advantage of this time to help Meng Huo make up his homework, and the manuscript was handed over to Ye Xiong in private.

　　 "Then you can stay today."

　　 After hearing Alice’s explanation, Meng stood up and walked to the kitchen and said to Li Qin: “Mom, sister Alice stayed for lunch today, and can she borrow your room to sleep if she didn’t sleep last night?”

　　 Li Qin was washing the dishes and laughed.

　　 "Let her use it, I will go out to buy groceries later."

　　 Of course she agreed, and Alice stayed more or less a chat partner.

　　 "Sister Qin, sorry to have to trouble you again."

　　 Alice also walked over and thanked her. She didn't expect Meng Huo to take the initiative to propose to let her rest, and she couldn't help but glance at him gratefully.

So in the morning, Alice slept in Li Qin’s room. Meng Huo drew a few pictures and read a few books in his spare time. During this time, he took the time to memorize all the knowledge in the textbooks, even without Alice’s teaching. problem.

　　 "Detective Conan" is also like a trajectory, and Meng Huo thinks that life will be more idle in the future.

This kind of thinking made him a little restless. Since his rebirth, Meng Huodu has been trying hard to adjust his state to struggle. Especially recently, he has been busy with reading and painting. He has already fallen in love with this kind of fulfilling life. For fear of becoming lazy again,

　　 As long as a person is lazy, it is even harder to struggle again.

　　 Meng Huo thinks he should consider the next comic, but serializing two comics at the same time is tiring, and put his life on the comics, okay?

　　 He was a little irritable, so he put down his textbooks and walked to the living room to exercise on the treadmill he had just bought.

　　 Sports can exercise the body and relax the mind. Meng Huo thought of Shen Jie's excellent physical ability, and suddenly thought that maybe he could learn martial arts. He was a fan of martial arts in his previous life, but his body was ruined for too long.

　　 The body is still very healthy in this life, and it is not impossible to learn martial arts.

　　 Meng Huo was a little moved, as if he could see himself flying over the wall. But he soon realized that it was just a fantasy. There is no martial art in TV and novels in reality, and martial arts training requires a lot of energy and physical strength, which may hinder him from drawing.

　　With that time, it is better to use the unforgettable talent to learn other things.

"Pity…"

　　 Meng Huo shook his head and gave up. He hoped that the air mass in his head could be used to increase his physical ability, so that he could become better without learning martial arts. This thought just flashed, and suddenly, the unrecovered air mass in his brain moved, a trace of gas flowed out, flowing along the nerves and blood vessels to other parts of the body.

"boom!"

　　 Meng got staggered, couldn't match the speed of the treadmill, and fell to the ground.

　　 He didn't scream, and looked at every part of his body in shock-what was it just now? Did the air mass flow to other parts of the body? Isn't the air mass a flash of inspiration in his imagination? But something more magical?

　　 What else can he use it for?

　　 Meng Huo's attention was immediately attracted by the air mass, and the popularity of the "Detective Conan" booklet faded from his mind.

　　 And at this time, someone was scolding him.

　　 "Hey, you ugly man, I wish your child no asshole..."

　　 This is the 234th time that Bei Feng cursed Meng Huo in his heart today. His face was flushed with anger, but he didn't have the usual pride and stood honestly in the office.

　　 "Mach teacher..." The editor-in-chief of Longteng Boys Manga, Wang Zhe, who was sitting in front of him, let out a sigh of relief, slowly closed the "Detective Conan" in his hand, and asked, "Have you read this single-line book?"

"No."

　　 Beifeng lowered his head and dared not lie. He knows that his achievements mainly come from the support of the company. Whether it is a cartoonist or an idol, as long as Longteng Company is not satisfied, he can take everything back at any time.

　　 "Huh, don't you?"

Wang Zhe snorted coldly: "You don’t even read the enemy’s comics. You are not wronged. The cartoonist named He Xi is indeed a genius. I originally thought it was nothing but that. I didn’t expect that he would give the content in two words. It becomes so interesting."

　　 The character of Kaito Kidd appeared very timely. Without him, the result would be different now.

　　 "Take it back and study the painting methods of others." Wang Zhe threw "Detective Conan" to Bei Feng, and said coldly: "The signing meeting will not be held for the time being. I will notify you when there is news."

　　 Beifeng's face turned pale.

"Yes."

　　 He turned and left with "Detective Conan", a familiar editor walked by him, UU reading www.uukanshu.com actually didn't even look at him.

　　 Beifeng suddenly felt cold all over. He was not replaced by a newcomer in the company, but was surpassed by a mere original cartoonist?

　　 "No, impossible!"

　　 Beifeng never admits this. What can a mere Ninghai city prove? He gritted his teeth and thought that the readers of "Sherlock" who have been trained throughout China for 40 years will definitely not be defeated by a jumping clown.

　　 "I will be the final winner!"

　　 His back figure disappeared in the editorial department of Longteng Youth.

　　 "Editor-in-chief, do we still need Teacher Mach?" The editor who had passed by Feng Feng just now asked: "His myth has been shattered."

　　 "It's too early to draw conclusions."

　　 Wang Zhe shook his head and said, "Actually, Mr. Mach painted "Sherlock" well, and the sales volume is also considerable. It's a pity that Mr. He Xi is better at this style."

　　 As long as Bei Feng can make money, Wang Zhe has no reason to abandon it casually.

　　 But he has another idea.

"Hurry up and send someone to investigate He Shi's true identity. If he is determined to be a young genius, then he must be brought in no matter what the cost!" Wang Zhe said, with a smile on his mouth: "We are more suitable for his development than Phoenix. "

　　 "If it is the same as the rumor, how many people are it?"

　　 asked the editor.

　　 "Then poke them out and make them famous!"

　　 Wang Zhe is merciless.