On Friday, Shen Xin went to the bookstore to buy a magazine - "Weekly Comic Future".

As the first of the "three major magazines", this magazine, which has sold more than 5 million copies in a single issue, is undoubtedly the leader of all comic magazines in China.

This sales are already very close to the peak of "Weekly Jump", considering that the Chinese population of this world is eight or nine billion, and the comic atmosphere is no less than the 11 districts of this world, so it is not difficult to understand that "Comic Future" can sell more than five million.

Of course, Shen Xin also hopes that his comics can be published in this magazine, and use the comics he has read on the earth to become the pillar of "Comic Future" in one fell swoop, stand at the top of the comics industry, and make up for the regret of not becoming a god of online literature before his death.

Hey......

Thinking of this, Shen Xin felt a little excited in his heart.

He was carrying Comic Future in his arm and vegetables and instant noodles in the other, as he prepared to go home when his mobile phone rang in his trouser pocket.

Who would be bored enough to call at this time? Don't...... Is it the editor named "Wang Wenhong"?

With a hint of anticipation, Shen Xin connected the mobile phone, but a woman's voice came from the microphone.

"Hello, is it Shen Xin?"

"That's right." Shen Xin nodded.

It's not Wang Wenhong.

"I'm the editor of the weekly New World, can I ask you out to meet me?"

Weekly New World?

This magazine is also very famous in Yunhai, with a single issue sales of about 500,000, because it is a weekly magazine and is published quickly, so the readership stickiness is higher than that of "Dreamer".

It's just that Shen Xin and "Weekly New World" have not intersected, and it is not clear why the other party is looking for him.

"No problem." Shen Xin will not let go of any opportunity.

"Do you have time now?" The other man then asked.

"Yes, but ......"

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you at the Starbus in the city center." The other party didn't give him time to reflect at all, and hung up the phone directly.

Can you let me finish my sentence first? I'm going to send the food home.

Shen Xin was depressed in his heart, his house was just in the opposite direction from Starbus, but if he wanted to meet this mysterious editor, he had to rush directly to Starbus.

After thinking about it, Shen Xin felt that this was a rare opportunity, so he decided to meet the female editor.

Taking the subway, Shen Xin hurriedly came to the café designated by the editor, pushed open the door and looked around, there was no one he knew.

Ahh

I forgot to ask how the two of them knew each other.

But then again, the impatient editor didn't give him a chance to speak, and he couldn't communicate with the female editor because the other party was calling from a landline.

Shen Xin lost his temper and had to consider whether to leave. This is, someone by the window suddenly raised his hand and beckoned to him.

His gaze immediately shifted to see that it was a long-haired beauty who had raised his hand.

She wasn't too old, in her early 20s, but the fluffy perm of her shawl made her look quite mature, and she was very attractive to complement her full figure.

With willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a tall nose bridge, and sexy lips, I have to say that this woman's appearance is very attractive to most boys.

She's an editor?

Shen Xin has watched "Dream Eater" and "Reprint Out", and most of the editors in it are very sloppy, and the woman in front of him is completely from two worlds.

Shen Xin wasn't sure, but walked over anyway.

"You're Shen Xin, right?" The woman stood up.

Wearing high heels, she was only a little shorter than Shen Xin.

"Yes, may I ask ...... you are" Shen Xin said in surprise, he hadn't met this woman, but listening to the voice, it was indeed the female editor who talked to him on the phone.

"You sit down first."

The woman waved to the waitress and asked for two cups of coffee.

After the coffee was served, the female editor also handed over her business card to Shen Xin.

Shen Xin glanced down at the content on it, "Yan Fei, the editor in charge of the weekly New World magazine...... Excuse me, what are you looking for me? ”

"You shouldn't be too old now, right?" Yan Fei asked curiously.

"Soon, 18 years old." Shen Xin said truthfully.

When the host was in school, he skipped a grade and was not yet 17 years old when he was admitted to university. From this point of view, the host's talent in art is much better than average.

"So young?" Yan Fei was surprised.

"My birthday in the second half of the year." Shen Xin patiently explained.

Many online writers are "forever 18 years old", but he is a real minor.

Yan Fei listened to Shen Xin's explanation and looked at Shen Xin twice.

For cartoonists, the younger you are, the more potential you have.

Even in China, there are still not many cartoonists under the age of twenty, let alone a sea of clouds.

Yan Fei opened the handbag beside her and handed the copy of "The Witch" to Shen Xin, "This is your work?" ”

Shen Xin nodded, although it was a black-and-white copy, he did make a copy of the cover, and his name and phone number were written on the cover - this is his handwriting.

"I remember I gave this book to the Wang editor of "Dreamer", did you get this doujinshi from him?" Shen Xin was puzzled.

"Sort of." Yan Fei picked up the coffee cup with some embarrassment.

If Shen Xin knew that his notebook was thrown away by Wang Wenhong, it was estimated that he would be blown up.

Considering this factor, Yan Fei didn't tell the truth, compared to the momentary anger, she still hoped that Shen Xin could focus on painting.

"That's right." Shen Xin rubbed his chin, a little unable to guess what Yan Fei and Wang Wenhong thought.

Aren't the editors of different magazines enemies? How could Wang Wenhong transfer his doujinshi to Yan Fei?

Just when Shen Xin was thinking about the reason, Yan Fei also put down the cup and turned her head to look at him.

"I know you gave Dreamer the Witch manuscript, but I love your storyboarding and composition, and I hope you'll contribute to New World. Of course, the manuscript fee we give will not be lower than that of "Dreamer". As for the story, I can go find other originals, you just need to turn the original into a manga. Yan Fei said.

Shen Xin listened to Yan Fei's words, and his brows jumped, this beautiful editor obviously thought that his ability to write stories was extremely poor.

Please, he's an online novelist on Earth, although it's only a third-rate, but third-rate is also a "stream", don't look down on people.

Besides, he has read a lot of comics, and he knows some of the routines in them, plus the addition of the comic capsule, it shouldn't be a big problem to conceive the outline of a comic.

The most important thing is that no matter who Yan Fei finds to work with, the manuscript fee must be shared equally with the other party, and if the other party has a certain reputation in the industry, he will get less money.

He strongly disagreed with splitting the fee with another person.

For this reason, Shen Xin immediately shook his head without thinking, "The story ...... I can do it myself, I don't need anyone else. ”

"Huh?" Yan Fei frowned, and her eyes were full of doubts when she looked at Shen Xin.

Shen Xin was a little superior, but he could also guess Yan Fei's thoughts, who made the manuscript of "The Witch" really not good in terms of plot.

"Otherwise, wait for me to draw the name, and then you can judge whether you can pass or not." Shen Xin proposed.

Yan Fei thought for a moment, then nodded, "It's okay...... The first one must be short, though. ”

"Short?" Shen Xin blinked, sweating a little on his forehead, "Isn't it okay to be long?" ”

He had never seen any short comics, which made him "reference" whose comics?

"It has to be short." Yan Fei said very seriously, "Directly serializing long-form comics for newcomers is very risky for the magazine. Long-form comics should be at least a dozen words long, in case, after three or five words of comics, there is no stamina, and the magazine will lose money. I'm optimistic about your storyboards and compositions, and just those two things won't make you a top cartoonist. Sorry, I can't take this risk. ”

Shen Xin listened to Yan Fei's explanation and was also a little frustrated, but Yan Fei's worries were also very reasonable. Just like Ken Obata, a top-notch artist, he was praised as a "once-in-a-decade" genius by the editors of "Jump", and many of the manga artists who studied with him are more famous than him. But it wasn't until he received Yumi Hotta's script that he entered the field of vision of the public readers with a "Chess Soul".

"I see, it's a short story."

After all, he was also an online writer before his death, so it should be no problem to write a short story.

Hearing Shen Xin's promise, Yan Fei picked up the coffee cup with both hands, "I see that your painting style is very sensual, which is more suitable for love comics, and "The Witch" is also a short story with a love style." My advice is – your first manga, preferably a romance manga. There are some similarities between short and long stories. ”

Huh?

In love?

Wait a minute...... You mean, let me be a dead house and draw an original love short story? How big must your heart be?

Shen Xin bit his lip and felt the urge to cry.

He took a sip of coffee depressedly and drew a short love comic, which is indeed difficult for him now, because he has no relevant experience.

At this time, the door of the starbus was pushed open, and Shen Xin, who was facing the door, unconsciously glanced at the door, and his brows immediately furrowed.

Yan Fei didn't know why, and also turned her head to look at the person who came in.

The man was tall, emaciated, wearing black-framed glasses and a professional smile on his face.

"Wang Wenhong ......"

Yan Fei's expression also became difficult to look at.