Chapter 86: Visitors

"What? Change the editor? Where's Wang Wenhong?!"

After learning that Wang Wenhong was no longer his editor, Chen Zijiao jumped up.

The old editor in front of me is about to retire, and he can't even speak clearly, how can he be his editor?

"Xiao Wang has already gone through the resignation procedures, and he will resign soon." The old editor said quickly.

"Haha... Interesting, really interesting, I became a deserter... Idiot! Since you are my responsible editor, then tell me, what should I draw next?" Chen Zijiao asked the old editor.

The editor's face turned red, "I'm just an editor, not an original. How can you decide what you want to spend? You draw the name first, and we'll discuss it later."

"Oh - let me decide? Is it really possible?" Chen Zijiao grinned.

"Of course, don't forget, I'm just an editor, and I can only offer comments at most. Besides, I have other cartoonists in charge, so it's impossible for me to take care of you like a nanny." The old editor explained.

"Oh...so that's how it is." Chen Zijiao returned to calm, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Actually, I drew a new name yesterday, and I wanted Wang Wenhong to give me some advice. Now that he quit, you can take a look." , if you think it’s okay, the new chapter will be drawn according to this name.”

"No problem." Hearing Chen Zijiao's words, the old editor nodded slightly. It is the editor's job to give opinions.

Chen Zijiao snorted coldly, and threw the drawn name to the old editor.

The old editor picked up the mirror and took a rough look at the name, his face flushed instantly.

"Absurd...Absurd, you can't publish your painting so revealingly!" The old editor angrily took off his glasses.

"Anyway, there are still four chapters to finish, so why are you so fussy?" Chen Zijiao snorted coldly, "Anyway, the name has been given to you, you are the editor, and it is your business to find faults or something. If there is nothing wrong, you Just leave first?"

Hearing Chen Zijiao driving him away, the old editor pointed at Chen Zijiao angrily, but didn't know what to say.

Chen Zijiao's serialization was about to end, and he felt a little self-indulgent, but he was powerless in the face of such a Chen Zijiao.

Oh, it's hard being an editor—

The old editor finally sighed helplessly, got up and left Chen Zijiao's studio.

...

In the next few days, Shen Xin still didn't dare to relax.

Winning Shaky isn't the end of Y's, it's the beginning.

Originally, he wanted to use this momentum to move forward. But the Spring Festival was approaching, and after Lu Ning finished drawing the manuscript of the latest chapter, she had to go home to celebrate the New Year. The magazine would also publish a joint issue.

Seeing such a good opportunity, Shen Xin could only sigh secretly for it to slip away like this.

However, all comic magazines in China are like this, not just "New World", so Shen Xin has no other choice.

After bidding farewell to Shen Xin, Lu Ning carried her backpack and left the studio. Gao Hang didn't intend to leave at first, but when Shen Xin heard that he hadn't come home for two years, she also "driven" him back .

The Spring Festival is the most important festival in China. During the year, at least one meeting with family members is necessary.

So, only Shen Xin and Xi Muhan were left in the lively studio.

Speaking of Xi Muhan, after the exam, she came to the studio. It wasn't her turn to do blacking and whitening, so she hugged the notebook and lay down on the table to write the game's side text.

Shen Xin poured a cup of coffee, stood behind Xi Muhan, and moved her eyes to the screen of the notebook.

Xi Muhan typed for a few minutes, and suddenly felt that his vision was a little dark, so he turned his head and saw Shen Xin with a serious face.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" Xi Muhan's cheeks were slightly red.

"Nothing? You shouldn't be writing a branch of the game, right?" Shen Xin asked.

"100% Love" is a love game that takes place in school, and Xi Muhan is setting a world view.

"When I was writing a branch two days ago, I suddenly thought of a fantasy story, so I planned to write it down first. As for whether to write it as a novel, I can only see if I have time in the future." Xi Muhan moved his gaze to the screen again "Brother Xin, what do you think of my settings?"

"Is it okay?" Shen Xin said casually.

In fact, the development of Huaxia Fiction Magazine is also very good.

Shen Xin is also interested in writing novels, but novels in this world are all magazines, and his writing is not good, so there is no way to publish them. Furthermore, since he is now a professional cartoonist, there is no need to involve novels.

Even so, when he sees an interesting novel, he will still subconsciously look at it twice.

"What's the shortcoming?" Xi Muhan looked at Shen Xin expectantly.

"I don't know, I haven't read your text yet. What kind of novel do you plan to design?" Shen Xin asked curiously.

"Hmm...mainly fantasy, right?" Xi Muhan frowned slightly, speculating.

"Domestic fantasy, or foreign fantasy?" Shen Xin asked again.

"Ancient times in China." Xi Muhan said without thinking.

domestic……

It is nothing more than constructing a world view by oneself like fantasy novels or fairy tale novels. It's just that it's weird for Xi Muhan to write that kind of up-gradation novel.

Yunhuangliu is quite suitable for Xi Muhan. This kind of novel usually also involves love, which is what she is good at.

Of course, what genre to write depends on Xi Muhan's own choice.

If you go to magazines, Shen Xin thinks novels like Yun Huang are quite good.

Upgrading fantasy novels are all over two million words in length, while magazines prefer novels of less than one million words. In addition, novels published in magazines have to be revised repeatedly to remove the "watering" content. This is what makes it a headache.

"If it is based on domestic myths, I suggest reading more myths and legends. Otherwise, the world of the structure will be a little empty... You can't really write it?"

Xi Muhan has not yet passed his 16th birthday. If he can write a novel like the "Mirror" or "Feather" series before the age of 20, he will definitely be called a "genius writer".

Looking at Shen Xin's questioning eyes, Xi Muhan's face also became gloomy.

"I don't know...but I think, before I go to college, I should be able to...write at least one book, right?"

"Then look forward to your novel, but the grades cannot be dropped."

"Got it." Xi Muhan wrinkled his nose and made a face at Shen Xin.

"Go back early today and go to the supermarket to buy some New Year's goods."

"hot pot?"

"You want to be lazy again?"

"whee……"

Xi Muhan turned around and continued to write the setting of the novel, and Shen Xin also planned to draw the name that will be used in the next year in advance.

"Ding dong..."

"It should be Sister Yan, I'll go and open the door."

Xi Muhan immediately stood up from his seat and opened the door, only to see a tall young man wearing black-rimmed glasses standing at the door. Holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, he looked at Xi Muhan who opened the door, he was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately smiled.

"Who are you looking for?" Xi Muhan asked suspiciously.

The man pushed the frame, "Hello, my name is Wang Wenhong, and I want to meet Teacher Shen."

"Wang Wenhong? What are you doing here? You are not welcome here." Xi Muhan's expression tightened. Not long ago, she still remembered Wang Wenhong's poaching of his assistant.

Wang Wenhong smiled awkwardly, just as he was about to explain, he saw Shen Xin walking over.