Remnant Blood Player

The morning sun shines through the windows and spills on the sheets printed with the letters WC.

The sound of the cell phone woke Li Nuo.

For this guy, the mobile phone has basically lost its call function. After all, there is no social communication. There are only three phone numbers in the address book, "Dr. Death Wang", "Sushi cakes selling chicken legs" and "Never downstairs." Community management department for personnel."

So, under the stare, he subconsciously reached out and hung up the call as an alarm, although he never alarmed.

A few minutes later, the call came again.

He looked at the phone screen sleepily this time, it was a strange number.

"Let me buy a house again..."

After making complaints, answer the phone.

Li Nuo said bluntly, "Who?"

The phone was embarrassed.

"Then...that, is writer Li?" a woman's voice.

writer……

Li Nuo's eyes lit up, "Come on!"

...

Li Nuo stood under a commercial building in the city center.

This is one of the most prosperous areas in the city. The roads are open, the traffic is not noticed, and the cultural atmosphere is plentiful. Compared with the health care community where he lives, it is just like the age.

The phone call was from the company he signed for serializing the comics. Simply put, there is a boss in the company who saw Li Nuo’s comics and wanted to talk about cooperation with him, but the boss... impossible I talked to you on the phone, so I have this one.

It was less than eleven now, Li Nuo squatted on the side of the street, breathing heavily.

He is still in a daze.

Although he was born and raised in this city, he had only passed by here when he was on a bus since he was a child. To him, the tall buildings in front of him and himself are the creation of two worlds.

"I'm going to work in the city..."

After laughing at himself, he walked into the building in front of him.

Keep everything simple. The front desk called a well-dressed woman, and she called Li Nuo in the morning.

"Is this writer Li?" The woman looked at him and stretched out her hand. "Zhang Quan, I am the director of the Ministry of Commerce. I am glad to meet you."

Li Nuo is quite mentally handicapped for this kind of workplace etiquette, but he also knows the handshake etiquette, so he shook hands with it.

Zhang Quan looked at Li Nuo and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Li Nuo to be so young."

"Have you not seen my ID card?"

Li Nuo's words directly brought the "friendly" atmosphere to the freezing point. Zhang Quan was dumbfounded, and his hand slowly released. Generally speaking, the other party should cater to her approval and say something like "Nothing", even if he is high-minded. An arrogant person is nothing more than boasting, but this kind of person who breaks the stage directly is really rare, especially in the workplace with complicated interpersonal relationships.

In fact, Li Nuo didn't want to tear down the platform. The contract he sent to this company contained a copy of his ID card, which was still in color, and the photo was printed on paper, so his words were actually very tactful. Saying "you are blind".

It gives face.

Zhang Quan played drums in his heart and took Li Nuo into the elevator.

"This building is owned by the company?" Li Nuo asked.

"Well, almost." Zhang Quan didn't bother him a bit, but still smiled. "The person Li writer wants to see is the editor-in-chief of our comics editing agency. Does Li writer know him?"

"do not know."

"..." Zhang Quan reluctantly squeezed out a smile, "He...you call him Mr. Xu later... Besides, I have to remind you that I will see Mr. Xu later and remember his attitude... be kind. ."

Most of these words were for Zhang Quan's own consideration, and a small part was indeed for Li Nuo's benefit. Thinking of this, Li Nuo smiled, "Yeah."

Zhang Quan was stunned when he saw Li Nuo’s smiling face. This boy actually looked pretty good, that is, he usually has a pair of dead fish eyes that never leave his face, but he can’t stand the normal smile from that pure and beautiful face to make Zhang Quan subconscious. I thought, maybe I misunderstood Li Nuo just now.

"Thanks, Sister Zhang."

"..."

The words Jie Zhang broke all imagination.

In front of the office, Ms. Zhang tapped on the frosted glass door, and there was a voice of a mature man with a magnetic field inside. Mr. Xu sat on the leather sofa, looked at Li Nuo, stood up and smiled kindly, "Hello , Please sit down."

Sister Zhang retreated outside the house and closed the door.

Li Nuo sat on the opposite side and looked up and down Mr. Xu. He had a small face with a small oil head in jeans and a white shirt, one of the standard items for successful people.

"Xu Le, you should be regarded as your editor-in-chief." Mr. Xu poured a cup of tea and handed it to Li Nuo, "Happy meeting, writer Li."

"Ah...fortunately..." Li Nuo took the small teacup, "Mr. Xu, you just call me a pen name."

Xu Le poured tea for herself, looked down at the Zisha teacup, and said, "I'm sorry, I really can't call your pen name."

"Understandable." Li Nuo nodded slightly, after all, his pen name is "Uncle Li".

Xu Le looked at him, "Author Li, can you tell me what you think about the comics industry now?"

Li Nuo understood his intentions slightly, and smashed his mouth, "Let me consider it..."

"Ok."

Two seconds later, Li Nuo said: "Most female characters are basically the same as wearing and not wearing them. The clothes are just large band-aids. Tsundere Lori or Sanwu have to turn into toilets in the end. Male characters are insisting on three views. Under the premise of justice, it is best to be a passionate stallion. Even if you encounter a female ghost, you have to be a maid from a previous life. Most comics are like this. It does not rule out that there are some good works. However, it is rare, and the meat will always occupy the top of the plot. It is the mainstream now, and most people use hand-painted boards to paint, the line color lacks the aura that should have been, and the picture looks like a photo synthesis.

But I can’t blame the author. It’s a double-change a week and a ten-page page. Normal people can’t do this. The competition is fierce. You can’t be noticed unless you touch the edge ball. The hand-painted board is more convenient to create and double the speed. The average painter can cross the basic platform as long as they are skilled in using it.

For the market, these things are also needed. Before the domestic comics industry really rises, you need to rely on their 404 works to keep the appeal. If you ask me what the core is about the market, this is my answer, but if If you want me to give me a picture of this kind of thing... I will refuse. "

Xu Le's eyes straightened when he heard it. Is this what he said after considering it?

"Author Li, there are currently 16 categories on the website. The section with the fewest authors is urban living areas. There are probably less than 800 people still painting. You are one of them, and a few of them are still there. Insist on using hand-painted, and insist on not asking recommended writers once a week. Nothing... To be precise, you should be the only one."

Li Nuo joked: "Because I didn't even save the phone number of my own editor, nor did I add the writer group, I was in a state of zero communication with all people in the industry."

Xu Le asked, "Then what's your purpose in drawing comics?"

"In order to spend time while waiting to die and earn some drink money by the way."

Xu Le smiled and said, "Your answer... can I consider it to be Wenqing?"

"Mr. Xu, let's not curse." Li Nuo said, "Can you get straight to the subject?"

Xu Le leaned forward slightly. "The company is developing a new cartoonist recently. We value your hand-painting ability very much. We hope to sign a contract as an in-house painter to draw comics for well-known novels. At the same time, we need to conduct comics on novels. Adaptation is also the purpose of asking you about your views on the industry. We need a cartoonist who has excellent hand-drawing skills and does not follow the trend."

Li Nuo took a sip of tea, "Um...just the one who sells paintings."

Xu Le stalled his hands, "Of course you can say that, but the hand-painting skills are solid skills. Being able to be admired also proves the saying that the fragrance of wine is not afraid of the deep alley."

"I just think this sentence is deceptive." Li Nuo said: "To be honest, I am completely mentally retarded about social and workplace things. If I say it in my heart, I would refuse, but from the "real" life Consider, what are the benefits?"

Xu Le looked at him with a smile, "The good thing is your career."

"I have a suite in the city center."

"That's not your business, it's your parents' business."

"I have no father or mother."

"..."

Xu Le was speechless and almost endured to the limit. He knew from the beginning that Li Nuo might be difficult to get along with, because the editor in charge of Li Nuo had reminded him, but he didn't expect to have such a twisted character.

In fact, Li Nuo’s cartoons are not that nobody reads. He is very talented in drawing. The editors have very sharp eyes. They have paid attention to his cartoons a long time ago, but because the amount of updates is too small and does not meet the recommended standards, he has been hanging on. , But when Xu Le asked the editors in charge of urban comics who had the best painter, the answer was almost the same, a comic author who continued to paint in the second half of the 1920s.

"I understand." Xu Lewei filled Li Nuo's empty teacup, barely keeping that decent face, and finally hit the bottom line as planned, "a fixed monthly salary of 1.5W."

Li Nuo glanced upwards, "I'm the bottom line of being a man, and I won't bow for capital."

"That's it." Xu Le was relieved, he didn't know why he had to talk to this guy so much.

"Got more money."

"..." Xu Le's expression changed slightly at this moment, and he still managed to keep smiling, "You treat this as a vegetable market... According to the contract, every writer signed is a month There is no way for a salary of 1.5w."

"Alright..." Li Nuo shrugged, sipped the tea in the small cup, wiped his mouth, and patted the cup on the table, "Deal!"

Really use this as a vegetable market! Xu Le was shocked. In his limited career, he rarely saw such a shameless person.

He took a long sigh of relief to ease his emotions and said back to the business, "I will sign the contract next week. Remember, as an internal author who is officially signed, everyone must abide by the working principles." He said word by word: "One, week, double, more. . Every, chapter, ten, page."

Li Nuo's face turned white with a single brush, but Xu Le's words were not over yet, "Also, remember to set aside two days to paint at the company every Monday to Friday. If you come late, follow the instructions. Be late, and deal with it."

After Xu Le finished speaking, he got up and opened the door. Sister Zhang was still waiting outside.

"Writer Li, we had a great talk today, please, we will notify you of the specific date of the contract."

These conditions were like death's sickle to Li Nuo. He jumped over directly, grabbed Xu Le's arm without hesitation, bent over and shouted, "Mr. Xu! Let's talk about the money!" It’s easy to talk about! My little gadget is not sensible, do you think the salary will be lowered..."

Sister Zhang was stunned, what's the situation... The first time I saw a salary reduction request, and it was from this person.

When Xu Le saw Li Nuo's shameless appearance, he suddenly wanted to laugh, but he still froze, "I want to say something to you."

Li Nuo raised his head and looked sincerely, "Then can I miss one day of work?"

"climb!"