Chapter 91 Trouble

Originally, Shen Xin wanted Xiaolu to justify her culinary skills, but was directly rejected by Xi Muhan, and she was a little unhappy, but Xi Muhan didn't have the slightest intention of giving in, so Shen Xin had no choice but to give up.

Ji Yinxuan washed her hands and came out of the kitchen, the look of joy on her face hadn't faded.

"Never made dumplings?" Shen Xin handed over the line draft.

"No, there is no such opportunity." Ji Yinxuan nodded slightly, and after receiving the line draft, her gaze also fell on the line draft.

The background pattern was modified with the help of blue lines, and the three-dimensionality of the picture was immediately enhanced a lot. Coupled with the annotations and explanations of the red pencil, even a person like Ji Yinxuan who has no basic knowledge can understand a thing or two.

This is not to say that after the line draft is revised, there will be no problems.

On the contrary, since Shen Xin has undergone large-scale revisions on three or four of the pictures, the process of correcting the original manuscript will be more cumbersome. It is better to make a copy of Shen Xin's revised pictures. .

"Thank you." Ji Yinxuan put away the line draft contentedly, with a rare smile on her face, "By the way, what happened this morning?"

"There's no news yet, but since you said that, I want to know the progress of the matter." Shen Xin took out her mobile phone and dialed Yan Fei's number. It took more than ten seconds before the call was answered Pass.

"What's going on with Shakedown?"

"It's basically done. The editorial department of "Dreamer" found the parent and 'pacified' him," Yan Fei said.

It was said to appease, but in fact it was an extra sum of money given to the parent, which was regarded as a waste of money to eliminate disasters.

Tomorrow is the Spring Festival, and no one wants to cause trouble at this point in time.

"Is there anything else going on?" Shen Xin was a little worried.

"Nope. This incident made Luo Zhi very angry. He called Chen Zijiao directly. The next chapter of "Faltering" must be finished. At the same time, he also told other editors to pay attention to the public opinion on the Internet. There are also people in our magazine who pay special attention to it. this matter."

"Well, sorry for the trouble, Sister Yan." Shen Xin apologized slightly.

"This is what I should do... Are you in the sea of ​​clouds?"

"No. I'm in Hongchuan, with my friends."

"Really? It's fun, don't worry about things here." Yan Fei reminded.

"knew."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Xin remembered what Wang Wenhong had said to him - don't provoke Chen Zijiao, otherwise he might do something out of the ordinary.

But from the current point of view, it should be impossible not to irritate Chen Zijiao, right?

Shen Xin speculated in her heart.

After Ji Yinxuan put away the sketches, she rolled up her sleeves again, put on her apron, and entered the kitchen.

Shen Xin once again expressed that she wanted to show off, but was pushed out by Xi Muhan.

In desperation, Shen Xin could only turn on the TV and wait for the Spring Festival Gala to be broadcast after the news. In her spare time, she saw Xi Muhan in the kitchen, showing a happy expression.

When the two of them are alone, Xi Muhan rarely shows such an expression.

Shen Xin suddenly felt that it was not bad to come to Hongchuan this time. If you stay in the sea of ​​clouds, you will definitely not have this kind of atmosphere.

Now that the draft has been modified, then, in the next few days, you can go to Hongchuan for a stroll.

Tomorrow, I will go to the comics peripheral store in Hongchuan first, and then watch the movie "The Legend of the Dragon King".

In the next few days, if I have time, I will visit several magazine offices.

While Xi Muhan, Ji Yinxuan and Charlotte were busy in the kitchen, Shen Xin had already planned the next itinerary.

The "exploration" of Hongchuan starts tomorrow!

Shen Xin stretched her waist, full of expectations for tomorrow.

...

The sound of firecrackers exploding spread into a dimly lit room.

"ah!"

Chen Zijiao suddenly opened his eyes,

My brain hurts badly.

There are only three or four episodes left in "Faltering", which made Chen Zijiao's mood extremely bad. The name he drew casually could not satisfy the old editor, and the old editor did not provide him with ideas like Wang Wenhong, but just said the story was too clichéd. The scale is too large to be used.

Chen Zijiao was extremely depressed, and after thinking twice, he thought of calling Wang Wenhong, but Wang Wenhong didn't answer him at all.

He put this account on Wang Wenhong, but before that, he had to change the original name first.

Seeing that the skylight would definitely have to be opened if it dragged on any longer, the old editor discussed it with the editor-in-chief.

Anyway, "Tumbling" is coming to an end soon, so it's better to just let the name pass it. Moreover, it's too late to find a short story that can replace "Tumbling".

Therefore, the old editor proposed that the name can be passed, but the scale of this sentence should be reduced.

After Chen Zijiao learned that the name passed, he immediately drew the original manuscript, but the name took too long. On the evening of the deadline, I was able to finish the manuscript.

The old editor who got the manuscript took a rough look at the content, only to find that there were several inconsistencies between the name and the manuscript, but it was too late for Chen Zijiao to redraw, so he could only use whitewashing to deal with the larger-scale storyboards, and then After hastily typesetting, it was handed over to the printing house.

Chen Zijiao didn't want to do too much nonsense at first, he just wanted to let himself go in the last two episodes, but who knows who the god damn bastard actually posted his comics on the Internet.

Afterwards, the president personally came to his accommodation, questioned this matter, and asked him to apologize to the readers and Su Han on Weibo.

"Why do you have to apologize to that woman?" Chen Zijiao was a little mad.

It's really not good to draw some "harmonious" pictures in the juvenile magazine, but hasn't it been processed by "Holy Light"? And, it's only two pages, why apologise?

Not to mention Huaxia, even in District 11, there are comics that explode casually.

What's more, that woman is nominally the original author of "Shaky", but apart from handing him a copy of the text, she didn't make any comments.

Especially in the last month, he and Shen Xin had already hit the bayonet (in his opinion), and the woman still didn't give any advice.

"First of all, "Faltering" is a buyout work, and Mr. Su Han is the original work. After we got the text, we adapted it. Second, no matter whether the magazine has a contract with her or not, those two pages did affect her, so, There's nothing wrong with asking you to apologize."

After Luo Zhi left, Chen Zijiao became more and more angry as he thought about it. He drank two large bottles of white wine with peanut beans and corned beef, and fell asleep until late at night the next day.

Chen Zijiao glanced at his phone and found that an unfamiliar number had called him more than a dozen times. He didn't need to guess, it must be Luo Zhi's call.

"Fuck, didn't you just apologize on Weibo? What's the rush?"

Chen Zijiao let out a low growl, stood up unsteadily from the bed, came to the computer desk, turned on the computer, and glanced at the phone at the same time—0:13.

This year is really tmd unlucky.

He pondered over the words of apology in his heart, opened the webpage of Weibo again and again, and was about to write the manuscript on Weibo, when a private message popped up suddenly.

Chen Zijiao subconsciously opened a private message, and a message appeared in his field of vision.

"Come here for 50,000 yuan. Otherwise, those few illustrations of yours will be spread on every comic forum."

The time to leave a message is the morning of the New Year's Eve.

ah? Threatening me on New Year's Day?

Chen Zijiao's eyelids twitched twice. He didn't expect someone to threaten him with the incident of the day before yesterday, and it was a newly registered account.

I was originally a drawing book, and I was afraid of you!

Chen Zijiao's brain was hot, and then he replied with the words "Go to hell", and was about to post an apology on Weibo, but found that the manuscript had already been forgotten.

"Go to tmd and apologize, I don't care."

Chen Zijiao opened the door, went to the kitchen, took two cans of beer from the refrigerator, and returned to the bedroom.