How to Develop the King of Anime

[Xia Shizi: Junkman, my novel is expected to be released in early July. 】

Chapter [-] Want to meet netizens?

(For another vote, my sister and Chunwu, which one do you want to see? I just cast a vote, if you don't write it, it depends on the situation~~ Let's go and vote first.)

(I'm in a very annoying mood these days, I have no motivation to code, and I don't even want to code. Maybe the quality of the code is not good, sorry.)

"what?"

Looking at the information uploaded by LINE, Jingu Yao was a little stunned for a while.

Unexpectedly, more than two months have passed in the blink of an eye, and Xia Shizi's book will also be released.

[Yao: Wait a minute, Teacher Xia Shizi! 】

Quickly typing these words on LINE, Jingu Yao raised her head and looked at Mashiro who had already finished dinner.

"Really, do you want to continue drawing comics at night?"

"kindness."

Shiro nodded lightly.

"Are you in a hurry?"

After thinking about it with his head tilted, Zhenbai opened his mouth and said, "I am saving manuscripts for the serialization."

"You've already thought about what happened after the serialization."

Jingu Yao smiled helplessly, Shiro really didn't worry at all, as if he never thought that he would be rejected for serialization, "...There are still a few days until the serialization meeting, even if the serialization is confirmed, I have to wait. Our manga won't appear in the magazine until the next issue of Weekly Shonen is released. There's plenty of time in between, so do me a favor, Shiro!"

"What does Yao want from me?"

Without refusing, Mashiro just looked at Jingu Yao with those pure eyes without a hint of firework.

"Help me draw the CG!"

Jingu Yao swiftly turned on the computer on the table, clicked on "Tsukihime", and showed several CGs in it to Shinshiro.

"You don't need Zhenbai, you keep improving like you draw comics, just copy this style of painting a little bit. I think with your ability and art skills, pure copying style should be very easy. This is the approximate CG I need. The draft, I have already drawn the main characters, I hope you can help me a little, but don't get too tired."

Handing over the draft in his hand, Mashiro looked at it carefully.

Mashiro always takes things seriously when it comes to painting.

"Is there a problem, really white?"

Looking at Mashiro's serious look, Jingu Yao asked softly.

Clenching the draft in his hand, Mashiro suddenly stood up.

"I'm going to paint!"

After she finished speaking, she ignored Jingu Yao, and opened the door of the bedroom on her own and walked out.

"Do not worry……"

Jingu Yao raised his hand to stop Mashiro, but Mashiro was already far away.

It is so difficult to get up, but when it comes to painting, she is always so resolute.

"This child..."

Shaking his head, he picked up the phone and chatted with Xia Shizi.

[Yao: Sorry for the long wait!I just went to take care of the Bai family's kitten. By the way, for so long, I didn't even ask Teacher Xia Shizi what the name of the book you wrote is really ashamed. 】

[Xia Shizi: Junkun actually feels ashamed, it's really a big event when a comet hits the earth. 】

[Yao: Okay, Teacher Xia Shizi, don’t hurt me, let’s talk about your novel first, it’s already published, it shouldn’t matter if you tell me your name. 】

[Xia Shizi: Love metronome, keep it firmly in mind, scumbag who is full of seiyuu business. 】

[Yao: How did Teacher Xia Shizi know?Did you follow my twitter secretly? 】

The corner of Jingu Yao's mouth twitched, it would be better if this Xia Shizi secretly worshipped herself, there are so many comments under that tweet, maybe one of them said that she wanted her unspoken rules, it was this Xia Poems are written.

Jingu Yao's head fell into a delusion.

[Xia Shizi: I already feel your pride, Junkman.The novel will be published next Friday, and the signing will be held next Saturday. 】

This female netizen suddenly stopped hurting people, but quickly told Jingu Yao what she wanted to know, which made people uncomfortable for a while.

[Yao: Congratulations, Teacher Xia Shizi, you have already made your debut as a novelist. 】

[Xia Shizi: It is estimated that the publishing house wants to publish it first to see the response, and then let me go to the signing party to accumulate popularity. 】

Looking at the latest message, Jingu Yao frowned.

Although it seemed ordinary, he still felt Xia Shizi's lack of self-confidence across the Internet, which is really rare for this woman who is always vicious.

[Yao: What are you afraid of?Teacher Xia Shizi! 】

[Xia Shizi: The editor did not ask me to continue writing. It is estimated that it depends on the market response. 】

In the private house in Nerima District, Tokyo, anxiety appeared on the face of the elegant girl. She unconsciously shook her straight and slender legs. The depression in her heart became stronger and stronger, and her heart seemed to be oppressed by something. It jumped out of her throat but was unreachable. How long had she not experienced this kind of nervousness?

She was an honor student at school, her academic performance was among the best, and she had a beautiful appearance like a young lady. Since junior high school, she confessed to her secretly and openly. Every time it was an elegant and gentle rejection, in the eyes of teachers and classmates , she is a gentle and obedient girl with the aura of a young lady. No one knows her true nature. The poisonous tongue that overflows from the deepest part of her heart and destroys others with unbearable words.