Be a Cartoonist In the Fairy World

Have you experienced despair?

If you ask Pei Mingyang this question, he will definitely tell you: I have experienced it.

As an editor, the authors under him are more capricious than each other. It is hard for others to write a popular work, which can be filled with as much water as possible, and it will never end if it can be written for a long time. The writers under him are good, one by one finished faster than one, as if in a hurry.

"I can't be an editor anymore." Pei Mingyang felt that if he continued like this, he would be killed by these authors sooner or later. These are just two, if this happens later, will he still be alive?

It's just that there's no other way, he still has to grit his teeth as an editor. Not to mention Shanfeng, the most popular newcomer in Aolan Country, even Yiye, his novel performance is absolutely top-notch, every time the readers survey feedback "Qianlong in the Abyss" always ranks in the top 5 . Apart from Shanfeng, which one in front of him is not a veteran master with more than ten years of experience?

The benefits that the two of them can bring are enormous. With these two alone, Pei Mingyang can firmly sit on the throne of the successor of Miaozhu Peak, and even make Miaozhu Peak the number one peak in Tiangang Sect.

This is really painful and joyful, he is really afraid that one day he will get used to the pain and awaken some strange physique.

Thinking of this, Pei Mingyang shuddered. He picked up the message card: "Mr. Shanfeng, you have finished two novels. Do you have any new plans after that? When will the second part of "Game of Thrones" be drawn?"

""Game of Thrones" has no inspiration for the time being, but the new book has already drawn a lot, come to my house for an interview when you are free."

"Oh!" This was good news, Pei Mingyang's eyes lit up all of a sudden, "What's the subject of the new book?"

"Immortal girl." Du Ziyuan only gave these four words.

Instead, Pei Mingyang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was about girls, and it should be similar to "Gastrodia Ma", so the popularity of "Gastrodia Ma" would not be lost too much. He is now afraid that Du Ziyuan will go to draw some reasoning, martial arts, etc. This kind of drastic transformation will easily lose fans.

"That's good, I'll go to your place soon." Pei Mingyang said and hung up the communication card. He looked around and asked Lao Wu, "Where is Miss Long?"

"She just chased a butterfly out."

...

In a tavern in Aolan Imperial City, a fat young man wearing a faded linen blouse walked in.

As soon as he came to the counter, he expelled three golden leaves and said loudly: "The shopkeeper! An altar of high-quality lotus stamens!"

When the people around saw it, they exclaimed in amazement: "Hey, Fatty Zhou, you've made a fortune."

However, someone immediately said: "What kind of money is he making? He probably went to steal other people's ink and sell it for money."

When the chubby young man heard this, he was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and immediately argued: "What stealing! I, I went to teach others how to draw. Can using a few pieces of ink count as stealing! No, it can't be counted as stealing!" of……"

Before he could finish speaking, several men with sticks rushed in from outside the tavern, followed by a middle-aged man in fine clothes. "Well, you are different every week. I invited you to teach painting, but you actually stole something from my house and sold it for wine! Today I will interrupt your two unruly hands!"

The crowd dispersed at once, only the waiter reminded: "If you want to fight, please go out." Who would be okay with opening a tavern in the imperial city?

The middle-aged man in Huafu didn't say anything, he signaled his subordinates to arrest Zhou Butong and take him out to fight again.

Zhou BuTong immediately panicked and begged for mercy, "Don't hit me! Don't hit me! I'm a literati, so I can't be rough on literati!"

"Bah! People like you are insulting to gentlemen! What kind of literati!" The middle-aged man in Huafu cursed disdainfully, turned and continued to walk outside.

But as soon as he reached the door, he was suddenly stopped by a person. Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a thin young man.

Half of the man's jacket was tucked into his trousers, and the other half was exposed, and there was a writing brush stuck in his hair. Although he looked very slovenly, the middle-aged man with some wealth recognized the value of the suit on the young man at a glance. This is by no means affordable for ordinary people, and the writing brush on his head, if you read it correctly, it is a pen tool specially customized by Tiangangzong for its authors, and the badge of Tiangangzong is also printed on it.

The middle-aged man suddenly became cautious, and he asked, "Is there anything you can do to stop me?"

The boy pointed to Zhou Bu who was arrested by them: "How much does he owe you? I'll pay him back, and you let him go."

"This..." Although he really wanted to beat Zhou Buyi up, since someone wanted to pay him back the money, the middle-aged man did not refuse, "He stole ten pieces of high-quality ink from my house, all imported from the Western Regions, the total value Twenty taels of gold."

Speaking of which, the middle-aged man is also full of anger, twenty taels of gold ink sticks, he only gritted his teeth to buy them for the future of his son, this fat man actually got a batch of inferior ink sticks and quietly replaced them, and then took these ink sticks I exchanged three gold leaves (1 tael) for a piece of wine here. If he hadn't followed the week differently today, he might have been kept in the dark. Are you angry?

But the young man didn't care about this, he casually took out two ten taels of gold notes from his pocket and handed them over: "Take it."

"Hey, okay." The middle-aged man was also very happy when the money came back, he immediately put Zhou Butong down and left with his servants.

Zhou Diong survived the catastrophe, and broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly made a bow to the young man: "Thank you very much, I will repay you after my birthday."

After finishing speaking, he patted his buttocks and wanted to leave. The young man grabbed the hem of his clothes, Zhou Butong tugged a few times but did not move, so he could only force a smile: "What advice do you have?"

"They were going to break your hand just now," the boy said.

"Uh, yes," Zhou Budong nodded awkwardly, and added after thinking about it, "It's really insulting."

The young man didn't care about this: "I paid back the money for you, now your hand is mine."

"You want my hands too!" Zhou Butong's complexion changed drastically, he covered his hands and shook his head vigorously, "No! I can't live day and night without them!"

"I won't cut off your hand." The boy said.

"Then what do you want to do? Let me tell you first, I'm not Lord Rabbit." Although Zhou Budong looks fat and fat, his hands are very beautiful, with straight and slender fingers, just like a girl's. It is inevitable that some people will have strange ideas.

However, the boy took out a blank piece of paper from his arms, on which was drawn a portrait of a character, it was Miyazaki Saki from "Gastrodiae", and the degree of completion was very high. It also reads: Zhou's painting, one hundred words a day, let your child become the next Shanfeng.

"I want you to help me draw..."