Summoning: Anime March

Just as Feng Nixing secretly complained about himself, his cell phone rang.

"Is it Yueshan?" He took out his mobile phone, and now only Yueshan knows the phone number.

However, the above shows an unfamiliar number.

"Who is it?" Feng Nixing had the urge to hang up, but thought about it carefully if it was a hidden incident, no, it wasn't an RPG game.

Feng Nixing connected to the mobile phone "Hello?"

"Well, it's Hoshino Lianhua, right?" From the voice, Feng Nixing roughly judged that he was male, about 30 to 40 years old.

Feng Nixing subconsciously wanted to say no, then he remembered that his current identity is this name, and then calmly replied, "It's me, you are?"

"In this way, our office looked at your resume and felt that you have the potential to become an idol from all aspects. You have time to come to our office tomorrow. The location is XXXX. Well, you should know."

"Huh? Idol? Wait." Feng Nixing was a little forced, and he hung up the phone before he could speak.

"This idol? What the hell?" Feng Nixing looked at his phone and was a little overwhelmed. He didn't remember that he went to the office to submit his resume to be an idol.

"Wait for this stalk." Feng Nixing subconsciously took out his very playable identity card. When this card could customize his identity, he had already paved the way for himself.

Feng Nixing decided to call and refuse the past. He didn't want to be a bullshit idol. Before he could find his phone number, the phone rang again. This time, he was still a stranger.

"What is this time?" Feng Nixing answered the phone impatiently.

"Xinghai-kun! When will this month's cover illustration be completed? The editor is in a hurry." As soon as he answered the phone, the female voice over there was very anxious. It sounded vaguely familiar but couldn't remember who it was.

Feng Nixing said calmly, "Soul painter?"

"Xinghai-kun, did you listen to me? In short, the illustration must be completed this weekend. I really ask you to invite you to dinner." The other party hung up the phone.

"" Feng Nixing looked at the hung up phone, his expression twitched and looked very funny.

"You've worked hard enough." At this time, it was really hard to watch, but it couldn't help the actual problem. To be honest, the demon who was useless said sympathetically.

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"Yes, I'll see you at that cafe tomorrow. For the illustration, I guess you should requisition it. Well, I'll see you tomorrow." Feng Nixing hung up the phone, his face was full of discarded papers.

"I also admire your ability to adapt." However, the devil who cherishes words like gold couldn't help but speak. Feng, who had such a tough attitude one second ago, has already finished painting for others in the next second. This speed is terrifying. .

Feng Nixing's wrist was relatively sore, maybe it was the first time he held a pen for such a long time. "No way, it's a bit silly, but they are still waiting." Nothing to do by myself.

"Then what about the other side tomorrow? Can you take care of both sides?"

Feng's attitude against punishment is firm, "I don't care about the affairs at the office for half a dime. I will go there tomorrow to reject it in person, or give them a bad impression during the interview."

"Is that so-, then you come on." The devil wanted to say that things would really go as you wished, but after thinking about it, he closed his mouth and remained silent.

"Of course I'll do my best! What kind of idol painter! I don't want to be a master!" Feng's backside was raging, clenching his fists with an expression of an imminent decisive battle. ..

77. Why worry

"The snow top coffee you ordered is a gift from the afternoon tea event. Cheesecake, please take your time." The young waiter wearing glasses placed the coffee and pastries ordered by Feng Nixing in front of Feng Nixing.

"Hey! Shi Jin! Don't show your dead face to the guests!" Dong Xiang raised it on his ass with a displeased expression.

"You bastard! How many times have you told me not to call that name!" The boy turned around and gnashed his teeth.

Looking at the two living treasures in front of him, Feng Nixing sighed in his heart and picked up the coffee, "This shop is so popular that even the author has arranged to meet here." He took a sip.

At this moment, the glass door to welcome the guests was pushed open, and a woman with messy hair walked in with a large pile of papers on her mobile phone.

However, when she sat opposite Feng Nixing, she opened her mouth and said, "You are so anxious to kill me, Master Hoshino."

This sentence made Feng Nixing, who was drinking coffee, spit out "Pfft!!!"

"Uh." However, the most unfortunate thing was that the woman who had just sat down was sprayed in the face by Feng Nixing.

Feng Nixing's throat hurt a little, and he hurriedly reached for the paper on the table, "Cough cough!!! Sorry! Sorry!"

"Ah, I got shot all over, my face is sticky." The woman took the tissue that Feng Nixing handed her, and wiped it on her face.

She may not be aware of it herself, because what she said just now was very dirty and Feng Nixing had a subtle reaction

"I'm sorry I couldn't control it just now." Feng Nixing couldn't say that it was because she was too surprised to spit it out.

The woman waved her hands and shook her head indifferently, "It's okay, by the way, have you finished the illustration? The deadline for this month is about to end, and you know that my editor always reminds me about the deadline, so you don't know how to say hello 10 days in advance. By the way, about the new work released the day before yesterday, readers have responded very well, especially the master's illustrations, which have been well received."

"Well, it's not as good as you said." Feng Nixing was a little embarrassed, who is not good but this guy

"You're really humble~ Did you bring the illustration here?" The woman glanced around Feng Nixing and fixed her gaze on the folder on the bench beside Feng Nixing.

Feng Nixing was forced on the spot. Although he heard her tell the general background story and the appearance of the characters, he ignored an important problem, that is, he did not know what kind of paintings Gao Huanquan's previous works were. Feng, but my style of painting belongs to the type of painting that is heavily inclined to sell meat in the third dimension. Once you start your pen, you can't stop, eh?You ask me why I draw?That is a matter of course, no protagonist has to have one or two skills. After all, Feng Nixing was a big touch-level character before.

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Nixing didn't want to take out these illustrations in his hand to be embarrassing.

"About the illustrations" Before Feng finished speaking, Gao Huanquan had already opened the Wenjia folder

Feng Nixing fixed his gaze on her face, wondering if they would be able to judge whether it was him or not by blood like Yueshan.

"This" Gao Yingquan's expression is a bit strange?

Feng Nixing hurriedly smiled and said, "Well, if you don't think you're too satisfied, I'll rush to work tonight and draw another illustration." He reached out his hand and took back the illustration in Gao Huanquan's hand.

Unexpectedly, Gao Huanquan hugged the illustration in his arms, "No! Although the master's style of painting has changed dramatically, this is the first time I have seen such a style of painting, and it always feels great! Just use this!"

"Eh, you can be happy." Feng Nixing took his hand back, but he didn't expect that his book-style painting style was not very popular in this world.