"So that's it..." Qiuren nodded.

"But the person waiting is really anxious." Xiang Ye said.

"It's safe, it's safe, according to the original drama...ahem, according to my premonition, you will definitely be able to pass this time."

"Really?"

"Really?"

"Really?"

The three of them said in unison.

Wang Xiu Hanran: "It should be, it should be fine." God knows if there will be a butterfly effect, but it should not change. The Supreme and Qiuren, because of my existence, are stimulated and influenced. Now they should be better than the original work in painting skills and stories, and there is no reason not to pass it.

It was almost 8 o'clock in the evening, and the phone finally arrived.

"Yeah! Congratulations, congratulations, it's time to serialize." Kokura's excited voice came through the phone. It was also an achievement for him to be able to serialize as a cartoonist under the new editor.

And at this time the room was filled with cheers.

"Hey, you cheered and went back to your home, it's really... But I still have to congratulate you on your first step, finally taking the real first step." Wang Xiu congratulated quite impressedly.

On the other side, Cang Shuhong was sitting at home, drinking the brewed black tea in sketches, and answering the phone. It was the editor Tian Shengichi, who was in charge of Cang Shuhong.

"Do you want to postpone the next serial meeting?"

"Yes, and, with a detailed plot report, discussion..."

"Sorry, can you give me some time..."

"Oh, is that true? I understand. I'll contact you the day after tomorrow."

"Goodbye." Cang Shuhong hung up the phone, and she walked to the windowsill and looked up at the starry sky under the night.

"Mr. Wang Xiu is right. Mr. Nakai's painting skills are indeed very good, but the style is not suitable because he has no dreams... Maybe..."

Cang Shuhong made a decision and called Zhongjing.

Nakai's nervous voice came from the other end of the phone: "Cang, Miss Cangshu, it's a pity. This serial meeting was not passed. However, we still have a chance, we..."

"Sorry, Mr. Nakai, thank you very much for your help during these times. However, although I am very sorry for you, I have decided to change the painting. I am very sorry. Teacher Wang Xiu said right, there are no dreams and fantasies in your paintings, and it is not suitable for my comics."

"And... Mr. Nakai, it's impossible between us. Your indecent thoughts are too much. Then, goodbye." Cang Shuhong calmly said the last sentence and hung up the phone.

Pala... the phone fell underground, and Zhongjing's entire person had turned gray and white.

"Wang Xiu, this damn Chinese, why do you say that my comics are not suitable for painting Miss Cangshu's fairy tale comics?!! I want to kill him, kill him!"

Koro Nakai was already angry. At this time, he was abandoned by Cang Shuhong and the excitement of the last sentence, he almost lost his mind.

"Damn it, damn it, it's all his fault, it's all his fault." Nakai murmured to himself in a daze.

Fukuda shook his head pitifully and sighed, "Hey... Nakai, a beautiful woman like Miss Ao Shu is not something you can covet. It is normal for her to put aside you. It's just a matter of time. Don't be so discouraged. Look, didn't my comics pass?"

"No, no, no, I have nothing, Futian, you still have your own comics, but I, Miss Cangshu's comics no longer need me to be the original painting. I, I have nothing, I...I...I have nothing? No more? Hahahaha... Since there is nothing, what else can I be afraid of!!" Nakai stood up desperately and crazily, seemed to have made a decision, and ran out of the house staggeringly.

Fukuda was stunned for a moment and did not chase him out.

"Futian, call Wang Xiu quickly." The new wife watched everything from the side and said calmly.

"Hey? New wife, why do you have to call Wang Xiu? You shouldn't call Yacheng Mu Mengye and the others."

"Because Nakai has lost his mind, his eyes just now are the eyes of the dark villain, crazy and terrible eyes full of destruction, so..."

"...He, will he take revenge on attacking Teacher Wang Xiu?" Futian guessed with wide eyes.

"Yeah!" the new wife nodded seriously.

"Oh no! It's too late to chase it out now, but I don't have the phone number from Teacher Wang Xiu. Ah, by the way, I'll call Yacheng Mu Mengye and the others first."

...

"Yaa, I wonder how Yadou will answer after receiving the highest news? I'm so looking forward to it. I wonder what Yadou will say." Xiangye hugged Qiuren and sat on the sofa and said.

"Haha...I'm looking forward to it too."

"Hey, I'm saying you are too gossipy." The Supreme shook his head helplessly.

At this time, the phone rang.

"Come?"

"No, it's Fukuda's phone."

"Hey? What did Futian call here to do? Are you here to congratulate us?"

The highest man answered the phone with a puzzled look, and he wanted to wait for Yadou's message.

"Big event, big event! Yacheng Mu Mengye, is Teacher Wang Xiu next to you?" Futian's voice was very loud, and even Qiuren beside him could hear it clearly.

"Well, here, we are here at Wang Xiu."

"Ah, very good, tell him quickly, that guy Zhongjing is crazy. Because the serial meeting failed to pass, Miss Cangshu abandoned him and stopped him from making original comics. She rushed out with a crazy look on her face. I guess he might attack and take revenge on Wang Xiu. You guys quickly notify Wang Xiu to be careful."

"Why?……"

"ah?……"

The Supreme and Qiuren looked at each other in surprise.

"Has the comics of Mr. Nakai and Miss Cang Shuhong not been serialized? But even so, the fault cannot be blamed on Wang Xiu. Why might he attack and retaliate against Wang Xiu?" said the Supreme People.

"That's because Miss Cang Shuhong mentioned on the phone part of the reason, Wang Xiu once said that Nakajing's painting skills did not have a dream and was not suitable for Cang Shuhong's fairy tale comics. Moreover, Cang Shuhong also pointed out that some of the insignificant thoughts of Nakajing were impossible, so Nakajing was angry and desperate."

"Mr. Nakai's psychological quality is too poor. OK, I understand, I will notify Wang Xiu."

"Futian, thank you for your reminder. I already know. If that fat man dares to attack me, I will let him know why the flowers are so red." Wang Xiu smiled and said in a deep voice to the phone in the highest hand.

"Teacher Wang Xiu, Nakai was just a little confused for a moment. If he really came to attack you, just give him a lesson. Don't call the police, he..."
Chapter completed!