Marvel’s Qimu disaster

What a bad day.

Qi Mu looked at the few coins in his palm, and there was a hint of helplessness in that stiff expression.

Now he can only wait for Potts in front of him to leave, and he can use his superpowers at will.

A minute later, Potts hung up the phone, and then found Qi Mu sitting quietly on the opposite side, motionless, and asked with a surprised face: “Little friend, did I make a noise with you?” ”

“That’s right, you did disturb me.”

Although thinking this in his heart, Qi Mu shook his head.

“Sorry, work needs, it always disturbs my coffee time.”

When Potts put her phone back in her bag, she accidentally glanced at the manuscript on the table, and one of the drawings instantly caught her attention.

That drawing is a barb-covered monster with a hideous face, and its huge body occupies almost the entire drawing, and at the foot of this monster, a man with a bald head and cape is standing, looking at his back, for some reason, Potts can faintly feel the indifference revealed by this character.

It is not like the height of the gods, nor the fearlessness of superheroes, but the ordinary feeling of ordinary people, this extremely contradictory contrast shocked Potts.

Potts looked at Saiki and asked curiously, “Is this a manga?” ”

“Yes.”

Saiki noticed that the waiter in the café had begun to look in this direction, and the cup in front of him was empty, but he was still sitting here, which was easy to suspect, so he could only pretend to chat with Potts.

“Can you show me?”

Potts doesn’t like to read manga, but she can’t help but be attracted to Qi Mu’s superb drawing.

“Yes.”

Qi Mu didn’t think much and directly handed the manuscript of the one-punch man to Potts.

The comics are meant to be read, and he doesn’t need to hide it, anyway, if he doesn’t explain, no one will believe that he is the author of One Punch Man, because his appearance is too deceptive.

Potts picked up the one-punch man’s manuscript, read two pages, and frowned.

Is it a superhero theme again?

To be honest, Potts hates superhero-themed comics, because their storylines are basically the same, the protagonist gains superpowers due to accidents, and then transforms into a superhero to fight criminals in the city, and after catching criminals in prison, he is loved by the citizens.

This kind of unchanged routine, Potts is already tired of watching, but when she thinks of the drawing just now, she still frowns and looks down, this look, Potts’ movements instantly paused, she looked at the drawing in her hand, her face showed an incredible expression, her pupils dilated, and her mouth/mouth couldn’t help but open.

“Oh my God…”

Potts is not a comic book editor and knows nothing about painting, but as Tony Stark’s assistant, she has naturally come into contact with many famous paintings, and if you compare this drawing with those famous paintings, Potts will definitely choose this drawing without hesitation.

Subconsciously, Potts lightened his hands, afraid that he would accidentally destroy the artwork in his hand.

Soon, the plot of One-Punch Man attracted her attention again, and when she saw the transformation of the protagonist, with her own business instincts, Potts felt the value of this drawing.

Obviously, this comic has subverted the traditional superhero, no mutations, no superpowers, no saint-like thoughts, some, just an ordinary person with super strength.

I can’t believe that I would read a comic book so seriously.

In Potts’ view, comics are now for minors and are not attractive to adults like her.

“Little friend, what is the name of this comic?”

After Potts finished reading the stack of drawings, he finally couldn’t help but ask such a sentence.

“One-punch man.”

Listening to Potts’ heart, Qi Mu is very satisfied, it seems that there are still people who can find the value of this work.

“It really fits the name.” Potts returned the drawing in his hand to Saiki and praised it from the bottom of his heart: “I like this manga very much, it will be successful.” ”

“Thank you.” When Qi Mu put the drawing into his bag, he subconsciously said.

“Thank you?” Potts was stunned at first, but did not care, and said with a smile: “Little friend, it should be me to thank you, it is you who let me see such a good comic, as a thank you, this meal is mine, you can eat it casually.” ”

In fact, Potts had already discovered Qi Mu’s predicament, just to take care of the other party’s face, and did not say it explicitly.

After knowing the other party’s kindness, Qi Mu did not refuse and thanked Potts again.

Suddenly, a slight pain came from Qi Mu’s head, accompanied by a real picture.