The time, place, and characters are all ambiguous.

Shi Yin covered his eyes with both hands, kicked off the sheets with his feet and almost fell to the ground. He sat on the edge of the bed and didn't hear any sound for a long time.

She quietly opened her closed fingers and glanced at him through the gaps between her fingers.

Gu Congli leaned on the head of the bed, closed his eyes, and rubbed the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.

Just then, she saw the white bandage wrapped around his forearm.

Shi Yin paused, squinted his eyes, put down his hands and propped up the bed and looked closer: "What's wrong with you here?"

Gu Congli raised his eyelids, followed her line of sight, and pulled up the quilt to cover her: "It's nothing, just a little scratched."

She frowned, knelt on the bed, crawled over on her hands and knees, pulled out his arm, and pulled him over to look at him.

White gauze was wrapped around his forearm, more than ten centimeters in length. Shi Yin opened his mouth, raised his hand to indicate the length, and raised it in front of him: "One point? One point, why are you wrapping it so long?"

Gu Congli talked nonsense calmly: "It seems a little more serious, so that you feel distressed."

Shi Yin seemed to have a little butterfly spirit in his heart, holding a small mallet in his hand and tapping gently.

She said with a straight face: "Speak carefully, did you get into a fight with someone?"

Shi Yin thought for a moment that Gu Congli was dressed in black, got off the motorcycle with his things, took off his helmet, shook his hair, and then smiled coldly and evilly.

She shuddered, with a miserable expression on her face.

"I'm not that free." Gu Congli looked at her funny and turned over to the ground. Shi Yin quickly threw himself at the pillow and buried his head in it. After thinking about it, he lifted up the edge of the pillow a little and peeked out secretly.

The picture was not what he imagined. He was still wearing his pants. He walked to the sofa and bent down to grab the sweater, and his back muscles stretched out flexible lines.

Shi Yin's face turned red again.

Normally I think he is quite thin.

Gu Congli put on the sweater, and the moment he turned around, he pulled down the pillow again with a groan and buried himself in it, pretending that he didn't see anything.

She keenly felt someone approaching, walked to the bed and patted her pillow: "It's still early, can you sleep a little longer?"

Shi Yin couldn't sleep, so he pulled down his pillow and looked at him hesitantly: "What did I...do yesterday?"

She remembered what happened last night intermittently. She made a phone call, went to the bathroom and vomited until her throat was burning. Someone talked to her and helped her blow dry her hair. She cried and hugged someone to say sorry.

Gu Congli lowered his eyes and lowered his voice softly: "What did you say you did?"

He was wearing a light gray sweater, which neutralized his cold temperament and made him look much softer.

If you say it out loud, that's not the case at all.

Shi Yin pointed at him tremblingly: "Then your clothes...can't be..."

Gu Congli suddenly smiled softly.

The bedside wall lamp was turned on behind him, and with his back to the light, he could only see clearly the corners of his lips that curved slightly, making his hair stand on end when he smiled.

He spoke slowly: "You took off my clothes, said I smelled good, and even gave me breast pads."

"...?"

Shi Yin looked at him hesitantly.

"He also told me that there is a third box in the transparent box under the wardrobe." Gu Congli continued.

This time Shi Yin believed it, with a collapsed expression on his face.

Gu Congli said quietly: "You are eating my tofu and singing at the same time. Tell me this song was sung by Luo Zhixiang and it is called "Diary of a Macho Man"."

"..."

She actually thought this song was quite fun for a while and listened to it for a long time.

Shi Yin murmured: "I don't believe it..."

"You repeated it many times, I still remember the lyrics," he said slowly and expressionlessly, indifferently, "Oh my god, my muscles are so big, come and touch them."

Shi Yin completely collapsed, his face turned pale and he sat on the bed, closing his eyes in despair.

Gu Congli raised his hand and touched her hair gently: "Don't drink anymore, be good."

Shi Yin added alcohol to her lifelong ban list.

Shakespeare said that alcohol is the original sin of mankind. She felt that the master was sincere and honest.

Alcohol is such a sinful thing. She will never touch Ballantine's whiskey or Gray Goose vodka again.

But thanks to this bottle of wine, she and Gu Congli finally ended their long struggle. She unilaterally returned to her daily routine of chatting on WeChat for ten minutes a day.

Although every time Shi Yin saw his dialog box, he could imagine her grabbing Gu Congli's clothes like a female gangster, pressing him on the bed and singing "Diary of a Macho Man".

What a nightmare.

A week later, Shi Yin's first autograph session was held.

She was completely confused about the process. Gu Congli was probably busy with something that day, so Editor Zhao came to take her with her.

At the entrance of the banquet hall, a huge picture board of the male protagonist of "echo" stood there, with five beautiful and powerful bright red characters on it——

"Echo of Chinese Comics"

Shi Yin blinked and suddenly felt something ignited.

There is passion in every line of work.

People in the comics and animation industry also hope that one day, when talking about comics and animation, everyone will think of not only Japan and the United States, but also Naruto and Marvel, and Chinese comics will also have a place.

At about the same time, Shi Yin entered the venue and sat down behind the table with her name written on it a little nervously.

As soon as she came here today, she was taken away by people from "Red Moon" and a makeup artist was specially hired to give her makeup and styling.

Editor Zhao was more like an old father looking at his married daughter, moving around her: "Our teacher Shi Yi is so good-looking. After this autograph session, the one from Congyang Culture next door who just debuted with great fanfare

Isn’t it that the face of the beautiful girl manga family member was beaten so hard, what is it called, "Leaving the New Year?"

Shi Yin frowned when he heard Congyang Wenhua's name.

Liang Qiushi had honestly told her the whole story before. Congyang Culture's latest project was a beautiful girl and boy cartoonist, which relied on appearance as a selling point and packaged it with a genius character. The quality of the work itself became less important.

, can only be counted as bonus points.

In other words, as long as you are good-looking and can draw, the comic story itself is not that important. The company can even provide scripts and writing assistants. The author only needs to draw casually and put his name on it and publish it.

.

It was also because of this that Congyang Wenhua set its sights on Liang Qiushi. To be fair, Liang Qiushi was really good-looking, clean, tall and long-legged, with a delicate face that made him his first love.

And the beautiful girl cartoonist they packaged has indeed become very popular in recent years. The fantasy love girl cartoon is very innovative and the male characters are also very beautiful. It has wildly satisfied the hearts of a wave of girls.

I take a selfie every day on Weibo. The pink style is sweet and fresh, so I split it 50-50 between face fans and work fans.

In fact, I haven't paid much attention to this person Shi Yin, but as an opponent, Yaoguang Society obviously has a very thorough understanding of her. Everyone in the editorial department of "Red Moon" has "My daughter is prettier, my daughter is faster" written all over their faces.

Show up and beat that weakling pretty girl to death."

The entire editorial department of "Red Moon" is so looking forward to her success, and Shi Yin certainly doesn't want to let them down.

Therefore, when Yin heard shouts and various random voices from the crowd below, as well as the sound of cameras clicking, she tried hard to think about which angle of hers would look better.

She puffed up her mouth and showed a smile, with a slight dimple on her lips: "Hello everyone, I am Shi Yi."

The sound below is a little quieter.

Shi Yin thought for a while and continued: "I may disappoint some friends. I am really not a 40-year-old otaku with a fat belly and a beer belly."

The crowd burst into warm applause, and some people shouted her name.

Editor Zhao gestured to her with a glowing face in the corner. Shi Yin cleared his throat and briefly talked about the original intention of creating "echo" and interesting things in the painting process. He also talked about the ongoing serialization of "Hongming Longque".

》, answers a few simple questions below.

The staff let people go and lined up to start signing tickets.

The end of the game was approaching evening, Shi Yin's hand was about to break, his mouth was dry, and it was finally over.

She slumped in her chair and wailed, her right hand flat on the table, and she was as angry as a gossamer: "I have to go to the Imperial Capital to sign another round, isn't this going to cost me my life? I won't be able to draw after signing, can I?"

Apply to suspend publication for one issue."

"Okay, if you're not worried about dropping ten places in the reputation rankings and entering the half list after one issue is suspended." Editor Zhao said calmly.

"..."

The chants and drums ceased.

Sure enough, that night, there was a small-scale explosion on Weibo.

Shi Yin received countless ATs, many videos of her from various angles, and short videos.

She grinned so big that she showed big white teeth, and her mouth couldn't be closed at all. She felt that the whole day's hard work was worth it, and her broken finger was healed.

After liking her Weibo post until her hands hurt, she posted a Weibo post.

[I’m so happy today, everyone is so cute [Doraemon Heart]]

Soon, the number of comments below skyrocketed.
To be continued...