It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

Gan!

If you are not careful, why did you say that you showed your mouth?

Su Chen wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

Oh shit.

This time it might be exposed, the author of "Violet Eternal Garden" who ruthlessly flew away from "Academy Demon Girl" is himself.

Su Xiaoxiao also tapped her palm at the right time, as if she suddenly had an epiphany.

"Ah! I see!"

Stretching out her white finger, the little girl pointed at Su Chen, her face full of excitement.

"It must be Leijian Bunko who wants to adapt your "Death Note", and then ask you to draw illustrations, right!"

Su Chen: "..."

Well, what an amazing brain circuit.

Leaving aside the fact that Leijian Library is now full of female fans, "Death Note" may not have such a readership.

And even if Lei Zhen Bunko wanted the right to adapt "Death Note", Penguin would not let it go.

Even if they want to adapt it, they probably will do it themselves.

Furthermore, the adaptation is basically the standard operation of destroying the original work. Just look at a certain gasification horse in the previous life to understand. Even if it is really necessary to adapt, Su Chen will not agree.

So Su Chen wisely took advantage of this to break the topic: "Adaptation is impossible, and I would not agree to it if I really wanted to. With their current level, the adaptation would definitely destroy the original."

"Then what?" Su Xiaoxiao was puzzled.

"I just want to poach the wall. You know the influence of Maoxuewang's account recently, so I, who can't get away, let you have this opportunity."

"But I don't know how to teach at all..."

"You don't need to give lectures, you can live broadcast the painting to those painters through the internal line of the Thunderbolt library, and you can teach them what they ask you." Su Chen said.

"It's that simple?"

"It's as simple as that. If you agree, I will communicate with Leijian Wenku and say that you are the chief artist who jointly runs the Maoxuewang account."

"Aren't there just two of them? I'm the chief? What about you?" The little girl rolled her eyes cutely.

"Uh, don't pay attention to these details."

"Then, if you agree, I can drop out of school?" Su Xiaoxiao asked with blinking eyes.

"I will agree when you become a lecturer of the Thunderbolt library in a real sense."

Su Xiaoxiao was pleasantly surprised: "Really?"

"real."

"Really?"

"Well, it's true, so do you agree or not?"

"Really really really real?"

"Stop nesting dolls, there's a false one, I'll eat a tube of horseradish raw. Is that okay?"

"Okay! Then I agree!"

Su Xiaoxiao agreed with joy on her face, and then she secretly showed a sly smile as if she had thought of something.

"In other words, I'm going to be a teacher for those painters, right?"

Su Chen didn't realize that there was something wrong in the little girl's tone,

Subconsciously replied: "Yes, that's right, since you agree, I'll contact Lei Jian Wenku again."

Eager to get in touch with Yuzu and explain what she meant, the other party said that it would take some time to reply, after all, an editor like her can't control such a major event related to the company's future trend.

The higher-ups received Su Chen's letter immediately, and they were a little disappointed that it wasn't Mao Xuewang himself.

But according to the other party's opinion, the person who was introduced was more or less genuine, probably equivalent to the existence of Mao Xuewang's closed disciple.

Based on the previous conditions, it seems that it is not a loss to dig such a powerful master.

In the end, after a long time, the other party replied that they need to see Su Xiaoxiao's painting level first, and if they meet the expected standard, they will agree to the previous request.

So, on the second day, the first live broadcast of the company's internal teaching, which attracted the attention of those painters, started like this.

In the internal multimedia studio of Leijian Library, a group of painters gathered here. There are a total of thirty of them, including men and women, young and old.

At this time, these people entered the live broadcast room to listen to the class very perversely, just like the student party in the online class.

But this group of people all rely on painting for a living, and their thirst for knowledge is much higher than that of students.

"I didn't expect the higher-ups to really invite Teacher Mao Xuewang to teach us. It's amazing."

"Ah? Isn't it Mao Xuewang's direct disciple? You didn't review the questions carefully."

"It was originally said that it was an artist who co-operated Mao Xuewang's account, and the Death Note was also written by the two of them. It must be the same level as Mao Xuewang!"

"Hey, among other things, what kind of person do you think the person who came to teach us this time is?" Someone suddenly asked.

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately aroused various discussions among the gossip painters.

"A account that can be operated with a lot of hair and blood, I guess, should be a person similar to our chairman, with impeccable conduct and outstanding temperament..." A middle-aged painter guessed, "Oh, yes, consider If I go to someone who specializes in painting, I might grow my hair a little longer."

After hearing this, the young female artist on the side smiled and expressed her opinion: "I think it must be a young man of my age, um, it's best to be a handsome guy with the temperament of a domineering president."

"What are you thinking about... Do you think you're writing a novel?" The male compatriots around rolled their eyes.

How could there be such a fucking thing?

If you think the painter is a handsome guy, then I think he is a cute little loli.

In short, all the painters are looking forward to Su Xiaoxiao's arrival.

Just as everyone was chatting and guessing his identity, the live broadcast room on the big screen lit up.

Everyone stopped communicating and looked at the big screen in unison, wanting to see the true face of Lushan, the master who runs the Maoxuewang account.

However.

What appeared in the live broadcast room was an upright drawing board, without the face they wanted to see at all.

Suddenly, a group of painters were all disappointed.

If you think about it carefully, it's just a live broadcast of the painting test for teaching purposes, and it's not entertainment. Why did they show their faces?

However, even if you don't show your face, it is necessary to say hello.

Soon, when a soft and cute girl's voice sounded in the live broadcast room, everyone was shocked.

"Hi everyone, I am an artist who has managed the Maoxuewang account and also painted "Death Note"."

There was no trace of stage fright in Su Xiaoxiao's soft and cute voice.

Anyway, she is also a big and popular anchor, and the fact that more than 30 painters are listening online at the same time is not enough to make her feel nervous.

She was not nervous, but after saying hello, she waited in the live broadcast room for nearly a minute, but there was no barrage, which made the little girl frown.

what happened?

Have these painters all cut out to play games?

How come no one sends a message when I say hello to myself?

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