It seems that my second dimension is not a daily show

On Thursday, Nanaya was going to go to the hospital to take a look, but yesterday he was hit by Yukino under the snow with an ignorant kamora, and the wind almost made him go to see Yan Devil Ai.

However, in the morning, Ying Li Li called, hoping that he could follow him to the magazine to submit articles.

After all, it was a script written by himself, and Seven Nights directly agreed.

"Don't be nervous, One Piece's script is so good, plus Ying Li's painting style, there is absolutely no problem."

There are indeed many paintings of unorthodox works, but this is the first time that Shohachijing's works have been painted.

Although she had tried it before, she couldn't even look at what she painted, and she threw it into the shredder every time she finished drawing.

This is the first time she has submitted to a regular magazine, and although she is very confident in her work, Ying Li's calves can't help but tremble.

"It's one thing to have a good work, but what if..."

"Eituri, ~ put your hand out."

"Huh?"

Although puzzled, Yingli still stretched out her hand.

"Snap~!"

At the moment when Yingli could react, Nanaya slapped her hand the back.

Caught off guard, he was slapped firmly, and the back of Yingli's white hand instantly turned red, and the whole person jumped up from the chair in an instant like a frightened cat.

"It hurts, what do you want to do!"

The double ponytail turned into a whip, and Eiri shook his head while launching an attack for Super Seven Nights.

"Just to help you relieve your tension, how about it, it's much better now, right?"

"You..." Although he was indeed not nervous, but after looking at the red hand, Ying Li Li also felt a little like crying.

"Damn, don't let me seize the opportunity, otherwise I will definitely take revenge back!"

"Miss Sawamura, please come to the editing room."

Ying Li was thinking about how to take revenge on Seven Nights, and the voice of the young lady at the front desk also sounded.

Pretending to tidy up her clothes, Ying Li took the opportunity to step on the feet of these seven nights.

Looking at Nanaiye's hoarse grin in pain, Yingli also laughed happily.

"Haha, you deserve it!"

After the tension has eased, she is now very confident in her work.

After all, not to mention her reputation in Kashiwagi Mile, the script of Seven Nights alone is already better than 99% of the works on the market.

Unless the editor has a hole in her head, it is absolutely impossible to brush her work down.

"Miss Sawamura, to be honest, you don't have much talent for drawing manga."

"Huh?"

Pulling out her ears, Yingli looked at the editor with a puzzled face. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

If this work was done by her alone, she would understand this evaluation, but this work was done by her and Nanaya.

Her painting style, which has been appreciated by countless otaku and the literary achievements of Seven Nights that are enough to win the Nobel Prize in Literature.

Receiving such an evaluation, she even wondered if something was wrong with the worldline.

"Mr. Editor, are you kidding?"

Knocking on the table, the somewhat lewd-looking editor had a malicious smile on his face.

"Miss Sawamura, I know that you have indeed been preparing for this manga for a long time, but unfortunately, whether it is a storyboard or a plot, there is still a big gap from the manga of the Eight Classics."

“？？？"

Ying Li Li was a little skeptical about whether this editor was a temporary worker recruited by the magazine.

If the editor says that her style is like a book, she can accept that she has problems with her rhythm control, but Ying Li Li is a little scoffed when she says that she has problems with storyboards and plots.

After all, the book for so many years was not painted in vain, and there were people in the industry who laughed at the thin plot of Cypress Mile, and some who laughed at the character she drew and the original book is too different, but no one has ever said that there is a problem with her storyboarding.

As for the plot, not to mention, even his mother is sighing there, the plot is naturally not bad.

"Mr. Editor, didn't you wake up, I don't think I have any problems with my storyboard and script!"

"It's good that young people have self-confidence, but Miss Sawamura, you look at this page, obviously the previous shot Shanks rushed to Luffy, why is the next shot Shanks' arm gone?"

"Because it was too bloody, so I omitted it to avoid discomfort for some people." Rolling her eyes, Eiri replied wordlessly.

"But now some readers like this story." Hearing Yingli's answer, the editor's mood also became a little anxious.

In order to avoid long dreams at night, he directly showed his fangs.

"However, Miss Sawamura's manga is not without room for improvement, if Miss Eiri is free in the evening, you can go to our house and I will give you a separate lesson."

“........"

Although Ying Li Li is simple, she is not stupid, and seeing the editor's lewd face, she has already guessed the other party's thoughts.

"Sorry, I refuse B!".