It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

But considering the life and death of her own hair, Su Chen still hesitated and agreed.

"Well, as long as you can help me finish the draft and draw the first chapter, I can do whatever I want with my life!"

"It doesn't matter if you risk your life or something, after all, I'm not a devil." Su Xiaoxiao waved her hands in an old-fashioned way, "My request is nothing special, brother, you can just help increase the popularity of my live broadcast room. "

Hearing this, Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ham, what am I supposed to be? Of course, this little thing is fine."

He originally thought that Su Xiaoxiao's dangerous expression was to make him do something shameful.

The result is just to increase the popularity of the live broadcast room.

Don't the two of them do such small things every day?

After all, since the confrontation match the day before yesterday, the two people's respective live broadcast rooms have been in a state of rising popularity.

However, Su Xiaoxiao only spoke half of what she said.

Next, her tone became even more unpredictable.

"I heard from the senior anchors I know, that, women's clothing, it seems to be quite eye-catching."

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at him and continued talking casually.

"It's like that baby Xuanmo, it looks really powerful."

"Uh...it seems quite powerful."

Su Chen replied in a daze, and at the same time, the bad premonition rose again in his heart.

"It just so happens that you have a good foundation, bro..."

"ah?"

"So, dress up as a woman."

"..."

Su Chen's face darkened.

How much do you miss women's clothing? !

Seeing Su Xiaoxiao's small face that didn't seem to be joking, Su Chen felt bad and tried to play dumb: "This... I don't quite understand what you mean..."

"Go for women's clothing, put on a white silk jk skirt, and put on handcuffs and tortoise shells. Dress up like an idol, and then show up in the live broadcast room, oh yes, I will help you with the makeup on your face of."

Su Xiaoxiao spoke clearly, without any flaws.

"Otherwise, every day, some fans private message me and ask you about women's clothing. It's really annoying, so let's do it like this. I'll help you draw comics, and you use women's clothing in exchange."

After a smooth operation, Su Chen was almost dumbfounded.

What the hell.

Why are you so proficient?

Also, don't be serious and mix some weird things into the dialogue! Do you think I didn't hear you?

His face froze, and there were 10,000 mythical beasts Arceus galloping in Su Chen's heart.

Now he's struggling again.

Life is always full of choices.

Here, one side is the manga death draft, and the other is the live broadcast of death women's clothing. No matter which side you choose, it is hell-like difficulty, but the difficulty is not the same category.

It is said that there are only one time and countless times of women's clothing. This is a mysterious curse, so think carefully, after women's clothing, it is very likely that you will lose your mind, become obsessed with ghosts, and fall into endless obsessions. Extricate yourself!

hiss! This is horrible!

Decisively put fear on the public screen!

Well, looking at painting all night, in addition to a certain chance of hair loss, it also consumes more brain cells. Thinking about it this way, it seems to be okay?

After such a comparison, the gap between the two is immediately reflected, right?

So, after some deliberate thinking and choices, Su Chen decided...

...nothing to say, ladies.

This one, don't get me wrong.

It's not that he is eager for women's clothing, but that he is really too tired to draw all night.

That's not all night surfing or something.

Even if Su Chen is a porter hanging on the wall, it is still a work drawn stroke by stroke.

It's like working hard all night.

It's not that a little bit of two-dimensional enthusiasm can support him to finish the job.

It would be much easier if he and Su Xiaoxiao were working together with the two wall hangings.

Su Xiaoxiao's painting skills are not low,

In addition, he has helped Su Chen for a while, and he has almost mastered the painting styles on the earth.

At that time, Su Chen only needs to trace the draft of each page, and she can do the rest.

And after the drafts were drawn, he would go back and supplement with Su Xiaoxiao himself, so that the cooperation would be very efficient.

It's like making dumplings. To make dumplings by yourself, you need to knead the dough, adjust the filling, roll the dough, shape it, and cook it step by step.

But if there are two people working together, when one person rolls the dough, the other person can shape it, and the speed increase is not just a little bit.

So, having said so much, Su Chen just wanted to say "it smells so good".

Of course, it's definitely not that women's clothing is really fragrant, but that drawing manga with Su Xiaoxiao is very fragrant.

So, Su Chen agreed: "Yes, I promise you to wear women's clothes."

"But I'll make a note of this, you remember it for me, don't let me find opportunities in the future." After agreeing, he still didn't forget to turn his dead fish eyes and say harsh words.

In the final analysis, isn't Su Xiaoxiao the one who made him make such a difficult choice? So here he needs to take revenge first.

If there is a chance, he will take revenge on her viciously, such as making that girl dance in a maid outfit or something.

Unexpectedly, Su Xiaoxiao didn't take Su Chen's vengeance to heart at all, instead she said to herself with a bewildered smile: "When this matter is over, maybe you will thank me..."

"I thank you bastard..." Su Chen's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

The whole thing came to an end here.

A certain pure man, very humiliated, exchanged live broadcast women's clothing for drawing comics.

However, since the manga is starting from scratch and the workload is not small, the two did not start the live broadcast, but started to pick up the brush and draw.

You can wait until tomorrow to talk about women's clothing, so let's focus on drafting today.

Noon the next day.

Penguin Comics Building, First Editorial Group.

Xinlan had just returned to the office after eating, when she noticed the computer beeping.

It turned out that it was Teacher Mao Xuewang who really sent her the draft of the first chapter of "Death Note".

As for why use "really"?

Because Xinlan herself didn't expect that the other party actually said something in a day.

Such a fast speed is really a god-man.

Especially after opening the manga, she glanced at the page count, and found that there were a full forty pages, and she couldn't help but gasp.

Originally, I thought that the words written in one day must be extremely condensed, thank God that there are twenty pages, but I didn't expect that the other party was as fierce as a god of war, and directly produced a full forty pages!

Oh my god!

If it is not known that the other party is really a new trap, Xin Lan will doubt whether this is the manuscript that the other party has hidden for a long time.

Patting her cheek to force herself to wake up, Xinlan simply replied to Su Chen, and the first thing she did was to send a notification to her immediate superior.

"Editor-in-chief! Editor-in-chief! The first chapter of Teacher Mao Xuewang's "Death Note" is out!"

"What? So fast? How many pages did he draw?"

"Forty pages."

"There are so many! Just wait, I'll go back and review it myself!" The editor-in-chief who was eating lunch put down his chopsticks, simply stopped eating, and hurried back to the office.

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