Early in the morning at Ninghai Railway Station, Sun Yang stood at the ticket gate holding a sign.

"Editor-in-chief, do we need to do this?"

The gaze of passers-by made Sun Yang feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't help asking.

Ye Xiong sat on the side and flipped through the newspaper, and laughed when he heard this: "Haven't you read that cartoon?" ”

Sun Yang nodded: "Yes, I have seen it, it is indeed good, but he is not a famous cartoonist, so he doesn't need you to come out to greet him in person!" ”

"Your vision is too narrow, do you know what that comic represents?" Ye Xiong put down the newspaper and snorted coldly: "The comic industry relies on talent and perseverance, and he can draw original manuscripts that surpass the level of professional cartoonists as a newcomer, and his future is limitless!" ”

He also knows that the comic market lacks the most talented original cartoonists, a cartoonist who can think of stories and draw can not be found, Meng Huo is only fifteen years old, to put it mildly, which professional cartoonist can use time to consume him?

The experienced Ye Xiong didn't think he would be blind, but Meng was a detective comic. It is impossible for ordinary people to draw this kind of subject matter because it requires not only precise and careful thinking, but also a wide range of knowledge of various disciplines.

However, fifteen-year-old Meng Huo created the original manuscript quite perfectly, the content is almost impeccable, the orderly rhythm, the plot is interesting, and the painting style is also very solid - he is definitely a genius!

"Okay, it's almost time, you keep an eye on me."

Ye Xiong looked at his watch, the train was about to arrive.

Soon, the dense crowd carrying large bags and small bags began to check out the station, and Sun Yang stood on tiptoe to scan the crowd, for fear of missing the target.

"Are you from the Phoenix Company?" Just as he was looking around, a young man with a bag saw the sign and walked over: "I am Meng Huo." ”

Ye Xiong stood up and looked the young author up and down, he was thin and had a delicate face. Both mother and son were wearing white clothes, and it was obvious that the living conditions were not very good. However, to his surprise, Meng Shu had a pair of bright eyes, clear and confident. When staring into his eyes, Ye Xiong had the illusion that he was standing in front of him as an adult with a successful career.

How could it be—he shook his head with a wry smile and walked over.

"Hello, I'm Ye Xiong who called you."

Anyway, Meng Xu's first impression of Ye Xiong was very good, the two shook hands, and Ye Xiong looked at Li Qin: "Madam, what's wrong?" ”

Li Qin's face was pale, and Meng Shu helped explain: "My mother is a little sick. ”

Ye Xiong nodded understandingly: "Our company is not far from here, and Mrs. can go to the editorial office to rest." ”

They picked Meng Huo and Li Qin into a black car, Sun Yang was in charge of driving, and Ye Xiong was sitting in the front seat.

"Five sheep, five sheep, run fast, run fast......"

Before driving, Sun Yang's phone rang suddenly.

"Wait, I'll answer the phone." He pulled the handbrake he had just put down again, and then took out his phone: "Hey, Mr. Tomato, what's the matter?" ”

"Ah, receipt? Today...... I'm so sorry I forgot. ”

Sun Yang covered his mobile phone, turned his head to Ye Xiong and asked, "Editor-in-chief, Mr. Tomato's new work is here, can I drive over to receive the manuscript first?" ”

Tomato, a professional cartoonist who has been serialized for a long time in the weekly shonen. And the reason why he is called a teacher is an honorific title for professional cartoonists in the comics industry.

Ye Xiong frowned, this Sun Yang really doesn't know how to do things, and he even forgot the time of receipt.

"You tell him to collect it tomorrow."

He glanced at Meng Shu and felt that "Detective Conan" was more important, and he had to sign the contract within today, so as to save him a lot of dreams at night.

"But the editor-in-chief, Mr. Tomato has a short temper and has recently fallen out of love, isn't it a little ...... for us to touch his brows at this time" Sun Yang swallowed his saliva, this Tomato Teacher is a cartoonist under him, he doesn't want to mess up.

"That's your problem!" Ye Xiong was furious, why was this subordinate so stupid, and he actually said to other cartoonists in front of Meng Shu: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and go back to the company." ”

He was very disappointed in his heart, originally he was still thinking that he would let Sun Yang be the responsible editor of Meng Huo after signing the contract, but now it seems that he has to choose someone else. Sun Yang did not realize the potential value of Meng Huo, and such a responsible editor could not tap into Meng Huo's talent.

So when he returned to the editorial office, Ye Xiong immediately drove Sun Yang away, and he asked another editor to arrange Li Qin, who was not in a good state, in the rest area.

The editorial department prepared breakfast for Li Qin, and after eating, her physical condition recovered a lot.

She looked around and found herself sitting in a private room separated by clear glass, through which she could see a busy editorial office. In total, there are five rows of more than twenty editors working, and there are many comic posters on the opposite wall.

"Ma'am, are you feeling better?"

A mild-looking young man with glasses walked into the box, still holding a stack of originals in his hand.

"It's much better, thank you for your breakfast." Li Qin smiled and expressed his gratitude, and the young man sat opposite and said with a smile: "My name is Zhang Xiu, the editor-in-chief is discussing the details of the comics and the contract with Meng Xu, and I am responsible for conveying them on your side." ”

He put the manuscript on the table: "Please take a look, this is Meng Huo's work." ”

Li Qin took the manuscript, she hadn't read much of the comics, and she turned a few pages very uncomfortably but didn't think much: "Is this drawing very good?" ”

"Of course it's good!" Zhang Xiu nodded and exclaimed: "There are very few original comics that can meet this standard, regardless of drawing skills or content...... Madame, take a closer look. ”

Li Qin flipped a few more pages: "Well, it seems to be so. ”

Zhang Xiu was not very satisfied with her attitude, so she took the manuscript, turned the last page and put it on the table: "Madam, how about this picture?" ”

Li Qin looked down and was suddenly stunned, although she hadn't read the comics, this picture was really beautiful, the boy on it attracted Li Qin's attention, his expression was full of doubts, making people wonder what happened to him?

"I'll take another look."

Li Qin gushed out with interest, picked up the comic and read it all over again.

"Your son is a comic genius, and Madame should be a little self-conscious." Zhang Xiu pushed his glasses, and Meng Huo was able to attract the curiosity of others with just one picture, which was unprecedented.

Of course, when it is not mature, it is at most just eye-catching, and the charm of comics still comes from the story itself.

The story of "Detective Conan" is excellent, and Li Qin quickly showed a look of surprise.

"Is this really the story he painted?"

Since she was a child, she felt that Meng Huo liked to paint, but the things she painted were messy, and now it doesn't seem to be messy at all. The drawings are not only pretty, but also full of intelligence that she could never have imagined - detective comics are inherently capable of giving people the illusion of high intelligence.

Li Qin found that her child seemed very strange for the first time, but she was usually busy with work and didn't know that Meng Shu's ability was normal. Just thinking about it like this, Li Qin will feel guilty that she cares too little about Meng Huo as a mother.

Zhang Xiu on the side breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her expression, he didn't know that Meng Shu was only fifteen years old, but the task given to him by the editor-in-chief was to persuade Li Qin.

"Let's talk about the manuscript fee." Zhang Xiu picked up another document and opened it on the table.

Li Qin cheered up, she didn't understand comics, but she could understand the manuscript fee.

"How much is the manuscript fee?"

"If this comic is launched in a serial way, it will be about 20 pages per week, 200 Huaxia coins per page, and if a single book is released in the future, the royalty will be 5% to 10% of the price, of course, this matter will be subject to the results of the discussion between the editor-in-chief and Meng Shu."

"So much!!"

Li Qin was dizzy for a while, 20 pages a week, 200 Huaxia coins per page, doesn't it mean that she can get at least 16,000 manuscript fees every month - this is six times her monthly salary for working more than ten hours a day!

Li Qin didn't know what the concept of a single royalty was, but she knew that her son was promising, and it was too promising! She was still worried about tuition, and she was completely blind and worried!