"The Lost City III" achieved a good sales performance one month after its launch.
Although the comic has been finished for a long time, the number of readings over 100 million, plus the hot serialization of "Qi Xie", has made the number of diehard fans only increase.
During this time, Yuanguang Club successfully negotiated a film cooperation project for this work for Senbei. The other party is one of the best film and media companies in China, and Senbei also received a large amount of copyright fees.
Seeing the bank, bank, and card balance reminder that changed to seven digits in seconds, Xianbei took a breath. It seemed that her daunting life could finally come to an end...
Made a fortune.
Yuanyuan raised her hands and feet on the button and asked her to treat her a guest, and she wanted to eat two thousand daily meals.
The editor-in-chief of Yuanguangsha, who had hardly contacted after signing the contract, also sent her a rare message,
"Congratulations, your talent and hard work have earned him the value he deserves."
But Xianbei didn't feel much joy. On the contrary, after seeing the congratulations from the editor-in-chief, his nose was sore and he wanted to cry.
Xianbei knew in her heart that at this moment, the person she most wanted to share this news with was not a lover or a friend.
It was her mother, the one she hadn't contacted in years.
In so many daring thoughts and dreams, she cried to her strict mother in tears: "I said it, I did it, don't you believe it? Don't you think I've accomplished nothing?"
After pausing his finger on the screen for a long time, Xianbei took a deep breath and forwarded the bank card balance reminder.
Eleven numbers, which she typed one by one.
Xianbei wasn't sure if this horrible, hateful and pitiful woman had ever changed her phone number, but she always remembered.
He didn't add any extra words, as if to provoke and to prove.
Sent successfully.
Xianbei's heart suddenly lightened.
The room was quiet for a long time when there was a knock on the door.
Xianbei has been working without closing the door for a long time, but Chen Zhuo still has the habit of knocking twice, polite and respectful.
Xianbei turned her head and looked directly into the eyes of the man not far away.
Love is the best cure, and maybe it's here.
"Go to the supermarket?" Chen Zhuo put down his hand and smiled.
Xian Bell pulled away the stool, stood up, and nodded solemnly twice.
When he went out, Xianbei was still fully armed, and he was still the same cowering look as if he was "sexually assaulted" when he was seen by outsiders from his head to his feet.
The same Walmart.
The two walked side by side. The tall people were very strong. Chen Zhuo, who was wearing black T and black pants, stood beside Xianbei, like a bodyguard guarding the delicate young lady. There were few people within two meters.
The hands that can be held together, and the conspicuous height difference, make passers-by look sideways.
Chen Zhuo went to pick up the shopping cart, and Senbei followed behind him step by step.
It was as if he was a big, thick, safe shield that could keep out any storm for her.
Let me push, two little hands put on the handle, Xianbei took the initiative to ask Ying, but was gently removed by the man, willing to work as a coolie.
You must know that shopping carts in supermarkets are relatively dull. You must use both hands to control the sense of direction. One-handed carts are just whimsical.
After walking a few steps, Chen Zhuo stopped and frowned: "This is really bad."
"What..." The usual small voice came from behind the mask. If you weren't careful, it could be covered by the supermarket's music and shopping guide broadcasts at any time.
The man let go of one hand and moved his fingers at will: "I can't hold you like this, little one, what should I do if I get lost."
"Where can..." Senbei narrowed his eyes in embarrassment.
"That's it..." Chen Zhuo pondered and suddenly picked up the little girl who was still standing well.
Xianbei was caught off guard, and before he could react, he was gently put into the shopping cart.
Before I could turn around, the man leaned over, his warm breath was already behind his ear: "Okay, don't worry, it's right in front of my eyes,"
Again, he instructed even more deeply: "Remember to take good care of our family property."
Blood rushed to his brain, his face turned red, and his calf on the edge of the shopping cart seemed to be... unconscious.
In the pounding heartbeat, Xianbei hesitated and wanted to speak. She didn't dare to look in all directions, for fear that a stranger would look at her and make eye contact with them, she could only desperately lowered her eyes and blinked: "Too...too high profile..."
"Where is the high profile?" Chen Zhuo asked seriously.
"Others... will see..." In the mask, a shy snake fruit was half wrapped: "Not very good..."
Chen Zhuo couldn't help raising his lips when the car wheel went out. The second time he saw Xianbei here, he had the urge to pick up the little girl and put it in the shopping cart. Now, he finally got what he wanted. There is only incomparable satisfaction in my heart.
"Then let's see," Xianbei heard the man behind him laughing: "Not everyone's shopping cart, like me, can hold the whole world."
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On the way home, there was a lot of traffic.
At night, the stars and rivers that are lit up like a shop appear in the world. The man effortlessly carries a shopping bag with one hand and holds his little girl tightly with the other.
Walking here, speechless and warm.
When he was about to like it, the phone in Xianbei's pocket suddenly rang.
He flipped it out and opened it, and Xianbei was stunned in place. After the goosebumps all over, Xianbei was about to cry.
The reply letter from the familiar number, a multimedia message, shot a scene in the second part of her work "The Lost City".
The city has fallen and is in danger.
In the shelter base, a new life was born, which became the comfort and beacon of despairing people.
The young father holds the baby in his arms, and the professor asks, is there anything you want to say to your child
At the moment when everyone was looking forward to the successor of the ambitious speech with tears in their eyes, the father just said lightly:
"May your life be just an ordinary and peaceful human being."
And this manga is already out of print.
Xianbei didn't move for a long time, Chen Zhuo asked, "What's wrong?"
The girl returned to her senses, wiped her eyes, and shook her head without answering.
She didn't want to say it, so he stopped asking. On that day, the library of Yuanguang Society was fortunate to learn the long-standing secret of Senbei from Yuanyuan's mouth, and he didn't want to force this little shell to speak.
She was willing to speak, and he listened wholeheartedly.
She wouldn't say it, and he wouldn't ask.
It is a great honor in this world to be able to reflect a gleam of pure white light on him and to visit her soft and colorful heart.
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In July, the comic exhibition was held in Ning.
As one of the organizers, Yuanguangsha has the largest booth and invited six leading cartoonists to sign the sale.
In order to invite Mrs. Xianbei to the scene, Yuanyuan lost a lot of lip service, and finally invited this "big trouble" over.
Granted, there are additional conditions - not showing your face in death.
It was a day, the weather was good, and there were huge crowds inside and outside the pavilion.
As soon as Chen Zhuo sent Xianbei to the gym, Yuanyuan came over to say hello and quickly took her away and escorted her into the gym.
Just after taking out the accompanying cup, Boss Chen, who didn't have time to order a few words, could only laugh and sigh.
The signing event officially started at 10 o'clock, and six cartoonists took their seats one by one, but Xianbei was wearing a mask that covered most of his face.
There were already fans in the audience holding banners and cheering placards, "Mrs. Senbei! We love you!"
There were males and females, and the flashes and clicks connected to form an airtight bottle, trapping the senbei inside.
He didn't even have the courage to look up and smile at them, and Xianbei could only fiddle with the marker in front of him with both hands, not knowing what to do.
The painters around him all waved their hands, smiling eloquently.
They are all squatting at home and painting... Why are they all so powerful and decent...
envy jealous hate ing...
At this time, Yuanyuan, who was so busy, just stopped by her side, sorting out the comic books in front of her, with the job card on her chest dangling in front of her eyes.
Xianbei became more and more uncomfortable and her back was sweating. She had to ask her friends for help, and quietly hid her hands behind the table and pulled her round skirt with a small effort.
Yuanyuan frowned and said softly, "What's wrong?"
"… not too good."
"It's alright, it's alright for you to do it this way, it's alright, it's alright," Yuanyuan comforted her in a different way: "Anyway, the signing will start after a while."
After speaking, he walked away without touching his feet.
Xianbei continued to shrink back, she quietly took out her phone, and found that there was a WeChat reminder on the screen.
Click on it, it's from... SSSSSSSSSSR. Ever since I knew that Xianbei was in the Onmyoji for a SSR, this old man who may occasionally have a little bit of childish innocence, put it. Changed my screen name to… SSSSSSSSSSR…
Personality signature is: Fairy's shikigami, the highest level, before and after the saddle.
The content of the text message is very simple five words, "Don't be afraid, I'm here too."
However, she easily raised the corner of Xianbei's mouth. She raised her head and glanced down from the stand, wow, her boyfriend really stood out from the crowd and stood out. He smiled at her, and he was even more radiant.
His face was slightly hot, and the smile hiding behind the mask widened. Senbei tapped letter by letter and replied: "I will strive >