Hong Kong Comic Master

The next morning, Chung Chu-hong got up early and drove to Li Wan-nian's studio.

Chung Chu-hong's mood was still up and down along the way, and it was difficult to calm down.

Last night, Chung's mother persuaded Chung Chu-hong in her bedroom until midnight. The core idea was: Since your boss is so good, what are you waiting for? You must not miss it!

Although she knew that her mother was doing it for her own good, such words sounded like selling her daughter.

These days, Chung Chu-hong has heard too many words that let her seize the opportunity, but the more so, the more she doesn't know what to do?

She likes Li Wan-nian, but this feeling of being pushed around is really hard for her to accept.

What's more, now she doesn't know what Li Wan-nian thinks. If it's just her wishful thinking, then whether her job can be guaranteed is another matter?

Therefore, she was in a trance and even scratched the car on the road. She got off the car to check and found that it was just a little scratch, but even so, Chung Chu-hong was still crying to death.

I don't know how much it will cost to repaint this car, and whether my monthly salary is enough?

There was no accident on the road afterwards. She was nervous, but she finally drove the car safely to the parking lot where Li Wannian's studio was located.

When she arrived at the door, Zhong Chuhong took out the key, opened the door and walked in.

In order to facilitate Zhong Chuhong's travel, Li Wannian specially made a key for her.

This is a way to fully trust Zhong Chuhong. After all, the works in this studio need to be kept absolutely confidential. In addition to Li Wannian, other assistants do not have the key to the studio!

Although the room was very bright in the sun, the living room was empty.

Everyone knows Li Wannian's work and rest schedule, so he usually doesn't come to the studio in the morning. If Zhong Chuhong didn't want to return the car in time because there was no parking lot near her home, she wouldn't come so early.

It was just after eight o'clock at this time. Zhong Chuhong wanted to clean the room first, but she just tied her hair up and heard a sound in Li Wannian's room.

"Bang!"

Chung Chu-hong was puzzled, so she knocked on Li Wannian's room. No one answered, so she turned the door lock directly. The door was not locked.

Pushing the door open, Chung Chu-hong saw Li Wannian sitting on the ground at this time, and hurried forward to help him.

"What happened?"

"Just wanted to go to the toilet, but my legs went weak and I fell down!"

Holding Li Wannian's arm, Chung Chu-hong saw that Li Wannian's face was red and weak, so after helping Li Wannian up, she reached out and touched his forehead.

"Ah, why is it so hot? Do you have a fever?"

"Maybe I drank alcohol last night, and the air conditioner was turned on too cold, so I caught a cold, it's okay!"

"How can this be okay?"

After saying that, Chung Chu-hong helped Li Wannian go to the toilet, put Li Wannian back on the bed, and took a thermometer and towel from the studio. While taking Li Wannian's temperature, she put the towel on Li Wannian's forehead with water.

38.5 degrees!

Sure enough, he had a fever!

Looking at the busy Zhong Chuhong, Li Wannian suddenly felt a little inexplicably moved.

For a long time, in Li Wannian's subconscious mind, Zhong Chuhong was the goddess in his memory, untouchable.

However, at this moment, he realized that this Zhong Chuhong was not that Zhong Chuhong. She was so real, right beside him, within his reach.

So, Li Wannian didn't know where the idea came from in his mind, and he grabbed Zhong Chuhong's wrist directly.

"Ah!"

Zhong Chuhong subconsciously screamed when she found her wrist was grabbed.

Then she found that Li Wannian was looking at her with burning eyes, and she said shyly: "What are you looking at?"

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"Looking at you!"

"Why are you looking at me?"

"You look good!"

Zhong Chuhong was caught off guard by Li Wannian's sudden love words, and she was surprised and happy in her heart. Then, before she could react, she was grabbed by Li Wannian.

Sick Li Wannian, who didn't know where he got the strength from, actually held Zhong Chuhong tightly in his arms, and no matter how Zhong Chuhong struggled, she couldn't break free.

Then, Li Wannian directly activated the skill · Silence, and made Zhong Chuhong shut up!

Gradually, Zhong Chuhong's movements gradually weakened, and the two of them did the bacterial exchange experiment for an unknown period of time before slowly separating.

"What are you doing?"

"Do it!"

In response to Zhong Chuhong's question, Li Wannian gave a double action of words and body.

"Don't do that, there are people next door!"

"They're not here!"

"Creaky..."

The bed, which was not strong to begin with, screamed.

Since Ma Rongcheng and He Zhiwen already had serialized works in magazines, they were also qualified to hire assistants.

However, He Zhiwen did not hire one, because he was painting, not original, so his current income was enough for him to hire an assistant.

On the contrary, because Ma Rongcheng was an independent creator, even with Li Wannian's certain directional guidance, the task was still heavy.

But relatively speaking, his income has also increased significantly.

So, after handing over to Niu Lao and others, Ma Rongcheng moved out of the studio and rented a studio not far from Li Wannian, and hired two assistants.

He was also the first assistant to graduate from Li Wannian.

However, with Ma Rongcheng's departure, the serialization tasks of the other assistants have become very difficult, but most of them are from Hong Kong Island, so they do not live in the studio.

Zheng Jinwen, the only one who is not from Hong Kong Island, also moved out because he was in love.

The once lively studio has now become very deserted.

It was not until two o'clock in the afternoon that Niu Lao and Zheng Jinwen came to the studio leisurely.

Entering the studio, the two found that the living room was empty.

"Is the teacher not up yet?"

"It should be. Let's do our own things first! I have to finish the latest episode of Gundam today!"

As they said, the two were ready to sit down at the drawing table to work.

But at this moment, Zhong Chuhong came out of the bedroom.

"Secretary Zhong! You are here too?"

The two said at the same time after seeing Zhong Chuhong.

"Mr. Li is sick today, so I will give you a day off. You can go back first!"

Zhong Chuhong's face was a little strange. She kept her head down and did not dare to look into their eyes.

"Ah? The teacher is sick?"

"Is it serious? How about I go and see him?"

"No, no, he just has a cold and a fever. He has taken medicine. He just doesn't have the energy to paint today!"

When she said "take medicine" and "no energy", Zhong Chuhong's face was inexplicably hot.

"Ah? Then we..."

"Okay, Mr. Niu, let's go!"

Zheng Jinwen seemed to have reacted and hurriedly pulled Mr. Niu away without saying anything.

Until the door was closed, Zhong Chuhong breathed a sigh of relief. When she turned around and walked towards the bedroom, her legs trembled and seemed a little unstable.

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