Cartoonist Code

The plot is kind of funny.

"call."

Edith Mayu let out a sigh of relief.

"How about it, how about it!" Dongfang Qing was looking forward to her face.

"interesting."

With a simple evaluation, Bianze Mayu felt that this seemed a bit perfunctory, and said again.

"Only the first three chapters are better than most of the comics in the weekly magazine. They are funny and give me a sense of expectation, but I have to show them to other editors."

"It seems that my nephew is very good." Dongfangqing was in a happy mood. Her comics can't be serialized and her nephew can't be serialized. The cartoonist of junior high school students can also make a good publicity recently.

"The genius cartoonist who is rare in a century", she does not intend to use this rotten stalk. In recent years, the minimum age limit of cartoonists in the industry has been constantly refreshed, from eighteen, to sixteen, and even twelve years old. And she's still a freshman loli.

Although it was serialized in a small magazine, the manga level of that genius girl is still above the average, otherwise it would not be possible to serialize. There are a lot of "newcomers" in the industry who are in their thirties and are still wasting their time, and even small comic publishers and magazines can't serialize them.

Challenge the newcomers of Weekly Shonen Jumk with Shocking Supernova.

Dongfang Ming's comics are full of blood, and she wanted to give Dongfang Ming a little pressure.

No matter what, let the ruthless words out first, as to whether they can do it or not, they will earn blood, and if they can't do it, there will be no harm. It's a hype anyway, and people who believe it are fools.

After the editor Mayou Ze Ze read the comic to other editors, after discussion, everyone agreed that this is a good comic.

The first three episodes are of a relatively high standard, and the serialization is more than enough. Whether the serialization can be maintained depends on the performance of the cartoonist.

The reader survey list is the bottom three works for ten consecutive issues, and the comics will be cut in half. I hope this newcomer can keep his genius and not let it run out. Genius is a precious and scarce resource.

On the way home from school, Dongfang Ming, who went shopping with Baishang Fuxue, received a call.

Chapter 12 Future Volunteering

Serialization confirmed!

After receiving a call from her aunt, Dongfang Ming's previous apprehension and nervousness dissipated.

"By the way, I'll talk to my brother about the contract, and you'll understand. Generally, the official serial newcomer is 12,000 yen per piece, but I will definitely not give you the newcomer standard, 15,000 yen per piece, and the color page is increased by 50%. Let me tell you that the average income level of the first-line cartoonists in the industry is 20,000, and this can be discussed later, if you do well in cartoons, we will increase your royalties."

"I plan to sign 10% of the comic book royalties. I can wait until you have enough comics. How are you? Are you satisfied?"

"Can."

Dongfang Ming nodded. The income of the cartoonist profession is seriously polarized. The top group stands on the pyramid and earns a lot of money, even the publishing house has to provide it, while most of the low-end people work hard to draw comics. They can't support themselves, not only can't hire assistants, but they have to work part-time to prevent starvation to death.

This contract from Wenfang Club has made him the middle tier of the pyramid, and he can barely reach the top and surpass a lot below.

"Then can you disclose your identity as a cartoonist, so we can promote it."

"Can."

Dongfang Ming doesn't mind this. The cartoonist is not an idol star, and even if it is propaganda walking on the street, it may not be recognized by anyone.

Most people pay attention, and they forget it after a while. Most readers focus on comics, not cartoonists, unless the cartoonist is good-looking.

In this face-seeing society, it is so real.

"By the way, your pseudonym hasn't been confirmed yet."

Dongfangqing remembered this important thing.

"As for the pseudonym..." Dongfang Ming glanced at the little fox beside him, Baishang Chuixue, who couldn't understand Chinese, always had a puzzled expression.

"White cat, the pen name is White Cat."

If it is Japanese, the little fox who is very sensitive to the word "cat" will definitely notice that the pseudonym is related to her.

"White cat, okay, then I'll hang up first."

Before Dongfang Ming could say "good", the other party quickly hung up.

this woman...

Dongfang Ming couldn't hold back the smile on his face and said, "Confirmation of the comic series, classmate Baishang."

"Congratulations." Unlike what Dongfang Ming expected, Bai Shang Chuixue smiled.

"Then we are lovers, so should I call you Ming or Ming sauce."

The unexpected Shirakami Fukiyuki faced her calmly, but her slightly red and shy face betrayed her mood.

"It's okay, blow, blow snow, cough"

Calling the little fox's name directly, it was Dongfang Ming's turn to be embarrassed. It is impossible to be as generous as Baishang Bushixue, even if it is pretended.

"Are you shy?"

Baishang Chuixue was in an accident, Dongfang Ming, who was talking and doing riots, seemed to be shy.

She approached Dongfang Ming's face, who turned his head unnaturally. She wants to laugh at this person, it's really cute, Ming sauce.

"no."

How could he be shy, he just didn't know how to face the little fox at this time.

"Then what's wrong with you, Ming sauce."

After finding the feeling on the Internet, Baishui Chuixue became more and more bold, and began to tease Dongfang Ming, with obvious teasing in his tone.

Dongfang Ming knew that he had been molested by a fox. The so-called "reciprocal exchanges" had always been his teasing the fox. How could he let the fox molest him.

"Then what do you think, if we are lovers, can we do what lovers should do?" Dongfang Ming raised the corners of his mouth and looked at Baishang Chuixue in return, "For example, kiss."

"Kiss! No, absolutely not, I'm not ready yet." Baishang Fuxue, who was still a pure-hearted girl after hearing the shocking remarks, couldn't bear it, so she closed her eyes and waved her hands indiscriminately to keep Dongfang Ming from approaching.

"Oops, now child."

"Yes, yes, it's nice to be young."

The expected strong wall of the domineering president did not appear, Baishang Fuxue opened his eyes, surrounded by passers-by aunts who joined in the fun and watched the show. Immediately, his face flushed as if he could drip blood.

Blushing more than ever.

Well, what a shame! Baishang Fuxue lowered his head, his ears, dull fur and tail were all drooping. She wished she was an ostrich, no, a woodchuck, so she could dig a hole and bury herself.

Dongfang Ming was equally embarrassed. He and Baishang Chuixue both forgot that passers-by were not blind, especially since the street was full of vegetables, and there were many housewives who liked gossip.