The Fall of the Vampire

"Huh?" Duan Yangping suddenly saw a cartoon in a pile of messy documents.

To say that in this editorial department, seeing a cartoon is a very normal thing. It's just that what he saw happened to be the page with a close-up of the platelets, and such a cute little loli was immediately imprinted in his mind. He has been in this industry for at least 10 years. In order to maintain his professionalism, he basically understands the popular comics in the quarter, and can recognize most of the styles of cartoonists from all walks of life.

As for the little loli in front of him, he couldn't tell who painted it.

Newcomer? That's great too.

So out of curiosity, he pulled out the painting and looked at it carefully.

Ah~ It's really cute. If this group of nerds and nerds saw this, wouldn't they be so cute that they would have a heart attack?

He then rummaged through it again, found the entire 30-page sketch and read it again.

Qin Yuyao quickly finished her meal and wanted to come over to help, but found that Duan Yangping was actually squatting there reading comics.

"Master Duan, what are you looking at?"

"Oh, Xiao Qin, do you know which author contributed this comic?"

"Which one?" Qin Yuyao leaned over to take a look, only to be surprised to find that it was the manga she had brought over.

"This... This was not submitted by anyone, it was drawn by my friend." Qin Yuyao didn't think too much, and said honestly, "She failed to submit the manuscript and was rejected, so I wanted to help her and ask what she needs. Improved, Master Duan, can you give me some advice?"

"What's your opinion?" Duan Yangping just rolled his eyes, "Which magazine is blind? Don't want such a good work?"

"Huh? Is this good?" Qin Yuyao didn't read it carefully, but just saw Song Yunwu's miserable words, and thought this work was rubbish.

She thought for a while, and said, "It seems that she voted for Weekly Manyou."

"Oh, that's no wonder," Duan Yangping suddenly realized, "I said, Weekly Manyou was originally created by Weekly Edge, and they just established it, and the editors were transferred from Weekly Edge, and there are not many professional manga editors. Well, it’s not surprising that a group of fashion magazine guys got shot when they saw this kind of work.”

"Then...that is to say, if my friend contributes to this manga, it can be serialized?" Qin Yuyao asked with a glimmer of hope.

Unexpectedly, Duan Yangping shook his head: "That can't, serialization is not so easy, not to mention whether your friend has the ability to update it weekly, the magazine must have a space for you to publish it, recently we..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly froze: "Wait a minute, I'll ask for you."

As he said that, Duan Yangping took the drawing and ran to find another editor. After the two chatted for a while, Duan Yangping took the drawing and showed it to the other party, and then Qin Yuyao saw another editor named Qian Lai looking at it and nodded .

When Duan Yangping came back, he had a smile on his face: "Fine, there is an old author at Laoqian who was originally scheduled to serialize a new issue, but the big sword was caught a few days ago, and now there is a space that is vacant." , you go and ask your friend to talk about it, if you pass the test in other aspects, maybe it will be published."

"Really!?" Qin Yuyao couldn't believe it. She didn't expect this to happen by accident.

However, she glanced at Qianlai who continued to work in the distance, and it was the editor who just yelled "3 days later and 3 days" into the phone. She thought to herself, if Song Yunwu procrastinated in the future, would he also lock Song Yunwu up and give him food if he didn't draw?

[At that time, he wonders if he will be scared to death by a group of monsters. 】

Qin Yuyao silently vomited in her heart, and immediately called Song Yunwu.

It's a pity that Song Yunwu is a nocturnal person, and she drank alcohol last night, so it is definitely impossible for her to be woken up by the mere ringing of the phone.

She had no choice but to talk to Duan Yangping and go back to the villa.

"Sister Yunwu, don't sleep! Don't sleep!" She came to Song Yunwu with a cup of hot water, trying to shake her awake.

The latter struggled to open his eyes, and the first thing he did was "hiss—" and pressed his forehead: "Oh, my brain hurts."

"Who made you drink so much wine yesterday?" Qin Yuyao handed over the hot water, "Drink some hot water, I have good news for you."

"What good news? What good news can I have recently?" Song Yunwu said while drinking water, feeling a little depressed.

So, Qin Yuyao told her about the editorial department.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute," Song Yunwu put down the water glass and waved her to stop, "I'm still drunk, tell me again, it's not because of my ears, right? Has an editor taken a fancy to my comics?"

"That's right," Qin Yuyao rubbed her temples, "You won't blame me for taking out your drawing without authorization, will you?"

"Haha!" Song Yunwu laughed suddenly, jumped up from the bed, and hugged Qin Yuyao, "Why do I blame you! You really didn't lie to me? Can I serialize in the magazine?"

"It's not decided yet," Qin Yuyao was a little dizzy from her shaking, "There are still many follow-ups to discuss, so I came to ask you to go to the editorial department."

"Then what are you waiting for! Go!"

"You... just go like this?"

"Huh?" Song Yunwu looked down and saw that she was wearing a set of pajamas, which was indeed not suitable for going out.

So, she immediately changed into a white T-shirt and jeans, her hairstyle was still instant noodles, and she didn't forget the standard wine bottle bottom glasses.

The two went to the editorial department just like that.

...

When Ximen Qing came home at night, she met Damen Zi, and the two walked to the gate together. Before the door opened, they heard someone shouting in the room.

"What are you doing?" The two looked at each other, and Ximen opened the door curiously.

As a result, Song Yunwu was there holding a wine bottle in one hand and a wine glass in the other, shaking circles: "Oh~ oh~ get high! I am the king! The king of comics!"

Ximen's eyes were quick, and he quickly took out his mobile phone and clicked to take a photo.

Damen Zi glanced at her in shock, you actually thought of doing this at a time like this?

Song Yunwu was quite high at first, but when she turned her head and saw Ximen Qing and Damen Zi looking directly at her, she realized that she seemed a little out of line.

She silently put down her wine glass, and then pretended to be nonchalant and greeted the two of them: "Hey, you're back, dinner is ready, let's eat together, I have something else to do, I'm going back to my room first."

Then, he turned around and walked slowly to the stairs, his speed exploded instantly, and he sprinted to the second floor within 3 seconds.

Ximen Qing's expression gradually became "funny": "Hey, I can order more blood packs these days."

Damen Zi was curious: "What happened? I've never seen her so happy."