It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

"Xinlan? My sister is responsible for editing? (Funny)"

Su Chen sat behind the bar and typed.

He also knows that the responsible editors of this group of comics are very busy, and there are only those cartoonists under him. Going to work is almost like fishing in the office, which is completely different from the busyness of online editors.

The other party is very idle, and he is also very idle.

So he doesn't mind chatting to pass the time.

Xinlan sent a shy expression over.

Su Chen went back to being funny again.

Emmm gradually has a tendency to chat to death.

Well, the two lives are single dog plus dead house plus straight man of steel, he admits that he doesn't know anything about chatting or anything.

Fortunately, at this time, the other party took the initiative to open the chatterbox.

Xinlan: "Mr. Maoxuewang, have you finished drawing the second chapter of Xiaobu?"

"not yet."

"Hmm... Xiao Bu is super cute, but it will be even cuter if it is colored," Xin Lan said, "So, Mr. Maoxuewang, why don't you try coloring?"

"Coloring is tiring, I don't have time."

Xinlan: "Then your readers may decrease because of this reason."

"It doesn't matter, they like to read it, and they don't like to look at it." Su Chen typed in the chat box carelessly, "I draw comics, just for fun."

Xinlan was shocked to see this.

Isn't this person too capricious?

She is so arrogant without coloring, if she had changed to another cartoonist, she would have treated her as an outlier and blacklisted her.

But it happens that the other party is the author of "Small Buried Girl", a group with strong drawing skills, obviously a black and white manga, but can be so damn good-looking, damn cute.

Even Xinlan herself likes it very much, and has re-read the first episode several times.

Even if it's black and white, she loves it to death, and now she's waiting for Su Chen to update the second chapter.

So when she saw what Su Chen said, she could only laugh dryly, dare not speak, and replied six points to show her respect.

There is no way, your painting skills are amazing, we dare not say, and we dare not ask.

However, this was not finished yet, Su Chen quickly typed in the chat window: "Besides, my drawing skills are so good, even if I don't paint, I can still make those readers crazy. I look forward to my update every day." The one-word kind."

"..."

Xinlan was silent.

Why are you so thick-skinned?

Moreover, the example of being obsessed with life and death seems to be talking about herself.

Cover your face.

This Mao Xuewang's eyes are really vicious, what nonsense are you talking about!

Xinlan: "By the way, Mr. Maoxuewang, our website will have a selection event for the 'King of New Works of Cherry Blossoms' next month, do you want to participate?"

After talking for a long time, Xin Lan, the editor in charge, finally remembered something serious.

"New king? What are the rules? What are the benefits?" Su Chen frowned.

Xinlan: "The entry requirement for a work needs to be a manga created this month, and the content is between three and fifteen episodes. You can sign up and wait for the review by the editorial team. The results will be announced late next month."

Xinlan: "The top three will have cash rewards, and the fourth or fifth will have website souvenirs and virtual currency rewards."

As soon as he heard that he was rich, Su Chen immediately became interested.

"How much cash are you talking about?"

Xinlan rolled her eyes in front of the screen and typed: "Why do you ask this? Didn't you say that drawing comics is just for fun?"

Mao Xuewang: "No one will have trouble with money——Lu Xun."

Xinlan: "I never said such a thing——Lu Xun."

"..."

"Hey, little sister, how much is the bonus~ tell me~"

"..."

"What about your morals?"

Xinlan in front of the computer suddenly had goosebumps all over her body.

This teacher Mao Xuewang's style of painting will change.

Aren't you still interested in cartoonists just now?

Sure enough, money can make ghosts turn the millstone, the ancients never deceived me.

That is to say, but Xinlan still hopes that Su Chen's strength will be sent to participate in the competition. If the update speed of "Little Buried Girl" is improved, it can basically meet the entry standards before the deadline.

At that time, it will not be easy to stand out from the crowd of new works with the painting skills of teacher Mao Xuewang?

It is also very gratifying for the editor in charge that the author under his hand won the award.

So Xin Lan threw the registration link back to Su Chen.

"No, here are the details, you can go and see for yourself."

"OK."

Su Chen clicked on the link, and what came into view was a rather beautifully designed website, reflecting the penguin company's majestic style as always.

Instead of admiring the cover, Su Chen looked at it directly, and soon saw the specific prize money for the selection results of this event.

The first prize is 50,000 yuan in cash.

The second place is 30,000, and the third place is 10,000.

The fourth place rewards a souvenir appliance, and the fifth place rewards virtual point coins...

Su Chen behind didn't pay much attention, anyway, he was aiming for the first place.

If there is no dirty default quota, then with his strength, he has a very good chance of winning the first place.

Fifty thousand yuan is neither too much nor too little.

After all, no one thinks too much of money, right?

And what concerned Su Chen the most was that, in addition to the 50,000 cash, the first-place award-winning work would also be listed on the website's homepage recommendation, announcing the honor for a week.

This in disguise is an excellent way of publicity.

Su Chen is still a newcomer in the comics industry. Although he is a piece of gold and has also met Bo Le, he has not yet reached the step of shining.

If he won this very powerful first-place publicity channel, then he is confident that the fame of "Ganwumeixiaoburied" will quickly spread throughout the station.

Then it won't shine.

Instead, it is so dazzling that it blinds everyone's eyes.

So thinking about the benefits brought by this event, Su Chen resolutely expressed that he would sign up.

"The reward for the first place is 50,000 yuan. It's really delicious. I decided to sign up." Back to the chat page with Xinlan, Su Chen licked his face and said this.

"Come on, I will fully support you." Xin Lan said, "So, Mr. Mao Xuewang, let's go to draw the draft now, and you will be punished if you don't make three chapters before the deadline."

Su Chen thinks that in the afternoon now, a guest will come in from time to time. He is unusual enough holding a computer here. If he really starts drawing with a digital tablet, he will probably make the guest complain directly.

So he doesn't plan to paint now.

After thinking about it, Su Chen typed Huahua on the chat page and said, "I'm very tired now, and I need the support of a cute girl who is responsible for editing the explosive photos before I can draw."

"Huh?" Xinlan became wary, "Are you implying me?"

She has graduated from university for two years this year, and has only been working in Penguin's comic editing department for a year. She is still a newbie, and she was really shocked when faced with this situation.

How can a cartoonist be responsible for compiling a bomb photo, he will definitely be treated as a hooligan, right?

Especially for a big girl like her, who is a little over 1.6 meters tall, beautiful and fair-skinned, and she has to beware of Internet idiots.

Even on the Internet, girls must learn to protect themselves.

So she replied directly: "If you want my photo, no way!"

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