Big Manga

At this time, Meng Huo was drying clothes at home when the phone rang.

He ran back to the living room to answer the phone.

"Hello, is this Mr. Meng Huo?"

Such a sentence came out of the phone, and of course, Meng Huo, whose mental age was over 30 years old, was not surprised by the word 'Sir'.

"Yes, I am, who are you?"

"I am Ye Xiong, the editor-in-chief of the juvenile editorial department of Phoenix Company Weekly, Mr. Meng Huo, may I ask if the copyright of the "Detective Conan" you contributed has been sold?"

The other party's voice seemed very urgent.

Hearing the meaning in his words, even though Meng Huo had been prepared in his heart, his heart couldn't help beating twice more at this time, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "No, I submitted the only manuscript to you."

This answer made Ye Xiong on the opposite side heave a sigh of relief: "In this case, can you give this comic to our Weekly Shonen for publication? We will use our best efforts to promote and package it, and the remuneration and share will be paid according to the standards of professional cartoonists. "

The standard for professional cartoonists! ? Meng Huo was stunned for a moment. This has far exceeded his expectations, and he nodded quickly: "No problem! I am happy to hand it over to you. When will the contract be signed?"

"Try to hurry up!"

Ye Xiong was eager to sign the contract quickly to save nights and dreams: "Whenever you are free, I will book a train ticket for you, and you can come over when you arrive."

For safety, the contract is naturally best signed in person.

However, Meng Huo hesitated a little. He suddenly remembered that he could not sign a contract at the age of fifteen unless his guardian, Li Qin, gave permission.

"I'm free during this time, but can you provide two train tickets?" Meng Huo said with a wry smile, "I'm only fifteen years old, and I can only sign the contract if my mother is present."

"..."

The microphone fell silent, and Ye Xiong spoke again: "Sorry, I seem to have misheard just now, can you tell me your age again?"

"Fifteen."

"You said it too fast, you are twenty-five years old, right?"

"No, I'm fifteen years old and I just finished the high school entrance examination."

"Are you kidding me!"

With a loud cry, Ye Xiong hurriedly apologized: "No, no, I didn't suspect you just now... I just didn't expect you to be so young, I didn't expect it at all!"

His face was full of shock. His seventeen-year-old daughter couldn't even draw a chicken, and the other party had submitted high-quality original comics at the age of fifteen. Why is there such a big difference between people?

But fifteen years old, the meaning of such a young manga artist is...

"No problem." Ye Xiong gritted his teeth, he must not miss the opportunity: "I will prepare two round-trip train tickets for one week, please prepare in advance."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Xiong sat down limply.

"Chief editor, what's wrong?"

Sun Yang asked carefully beside him.

"That author only this year..."

Ye Xiong just wanted to answer, but suddenly shut up again. This information can't be leaked yet. Before everything is finalized, he'd better keep it a secret. After all, he doesn't know what Meng Huo's guardian thinks.

Qingcheng County, Jiangnan Province

That night, when Li Qin came home, she was surprised to find her son sitting in the living room with a sad face.

She poured a glass of water, sat beside her and asked, "Did something happen?"

"Yeah." Meng Huo nodded, and replied: "Mom, I have a friend, you should know... Liu Yi, that's him, a cartoon he drew was taken by a big company, and they invited him to share with him Dad went to Ninghai City to sign the contract."

Li Qin was taken aback: "Isn't this a good thing?"

She doesn't know much about manga, but she has heard that it is the same thing as movies and novels.

"Of course it's a good thing, but Liu Yi didn't dare to tell his father, if his father knew that he was drawing manga while reviewing, he would have to kill him.

Meng Huo glanced at his mother and asked cautiously: "Mom, how do you think he will persuade his father?" "

Li Qin thought for a while: "How did that kid do in the senior high school entrance examination?"

"He said that he did well in the exam and could enter the county No. 1 middle school."

"Then there's nothing to worry about." Li Qin took a sip of water and said with a smile, "Since the grades are fine, it's okay to tell his dad directly."

"Mom, you think so." Meng Huo nodded, and suddenly said: "Actually, I think so too, Mom, I lied to you just now, how can Liu Yi have that ability, I can only draw manga if it is your son. It came out, right?"

"Stop joking, how can you have that ability... huh?" Li Qin's smile stopped, the cup in her hand shook, and she suddenly turned her head to stare at Meng Huo: "You drew the manga?"

"Yes." Meng Huo shrank his head, he was not afraid of Li Qin's anger, and the awe he had for this mother in his previous life has not changed now: "Mom, you will not be angry, my grades in the high school entrance examination must be good! "

Li Qin stared at him with complicated eyes, not even noticing that the water was poured on the table. She didn't expect that this son would be so daring to deceive herself. The original review was to draw pictures in the room, but during this period, Meng Huo was indeed too well-behaved.

"Are you sure you did well in the high school entrance examination?"

"Um."

"Is your comic taken by a big company?"

"Well, they want us to go to Ninghai to sign the contract, and they will be responsible for the round-trip ticket."

Meng Huo bowed his head and answered sincerely. Seeing his honest appearance, Li Qin couldn't get angry for a while: "Give me the phone tomorrow, I want to ask."

She compromised.

The next day, after Li Qin called to confirm that Meng Huo had not lied, she felt very complicated, surprised, delighted, and a little overwhelmed. She didn't even know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, after all, her son was only fifteen years old this year.

She doesn't know what a fifteen-year-old cartoonist is, but she knows that a fifteen-year-old novelist and star is very eye-catching. Could it be that his son is promising at such a young age? ——This kind of thought was not confirmed until the moment they went out on June 25th.

"I said Xiao Huo, they can't be lying!" When queuing up to check the ticket, Li Qin suddenly asked anxiously: "What if it's a liar?"

Holding two big bags in his hand, Meng Huo comforted her with a smile: "How can you be a liar? Mom, you have confirmed it several times! Besides, what is there to lie to us!"

Their mother and son are so poor that even thieves and crooks would not target them.

Li Qin calmed down a little, she felt that what her son said was right, and she was not a beautiful young girl, so she had nothing to be afraid of. And that company also bought them expensive sleeper tickets, how could the scammers be so generous.

The ticket was checked smoothly, and the platform was a bit cold. It was already dark at this time, and it took a one-night journey from Qingcheng County to Ninghai City.

After getting on the train, Li Qin clumsily changed the ticket at the conductor's place. She had never left Qingcheng since she was born, and she felt a little uneasy: she never imagined that the first time in her life to go far away was thanks to her son.

But at this time, she didn't know that a bigger surprise was coming.

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