get off work at night.
Back home, He Wu was using a pressure cooker to stew pork rib soup, the kitchen was creaking, she was sitting on the sofa with a remote control and was bored changing channels.
Qin Guanglin put the bag aside, leaned over to look at her carefully, feeling inexplicably happy.
"It turns out that you also miscalculated sometimes."
"Huh?" He Wu wondered.
"Hey... it smells so good, what did you do?"
He asked off topic.
Before, I thought she was so powerful, and she always wanted to resign because something would happen to the company or the job was not good, but now, it seems that this woman has completely miscalculated.
Take off directly!
But we still have to save some face for her, who hasn't had a chance to miss it yet
Knowing that He Wu is not as miraculous as imagined, Qin Guanglin feels more at ease in his heart. Although knowing the past and knowing the future sounds amazing, it will always be a bit awkward when it happens to him.
He might as well reach out to touch his stomach, get up and say, "Are you hungry? I'm going to cook now."
The dishes have already been cut, all you need is to add oil to the hot pot, but after half an hour, when the soup is cooked, the meals are already on the table. something.
Two people have been cooking and eating together for more than two years, and this scene has already become a daily routine...
Oh, missing a child.
"Is Xiao Yu's baby going to be born soon?" He asked.
He might as well hold the bowl and look up for a while, then said, "It's probably around October or November."
"I joined the two of them in my comics. Now that the comics are popular, I thought Jin-Woo would not accept the money. How about sending some other more expensive things when the child is full moon?"
"Okay, you decide."
Why not nod, she is also thinking about what to give at that time, last time Zhou Nan and the others were matchmakers, this time they used their wedding to propose a marriage, the affection is too great.
It has to be delivered separately from Qin Guanglin.
Qin Guanglin ate in silence for a while, then suddenly said: "Are we middle class now?"
"Um?"
"I've entered a well-off life... I found that comics are really easy to make money. I just draw pictures of the two of us every day, so many people will read them." He licked and felt that the days when he was taking orders at home were really stupid.
"I want to give that bastard Xiao Yu a hand, but who knows he can't be stubborn... Once the heat is there, the subject matter is there, the road has already been paved and he won't leave."
"Everyone has their own destiny. Everyone has a job they like, so why worry about it?"
"He likes shit. When he was in school, he liked to draw some fancy notebooks... Cough! If he wasn't afraid of being caught, he must already be that or something."
Qin Guanglin is funny when he thinks about it. When he was in school, Xiao Yu drew something and posted it on the Internet, but someone reported it. He was so frightened that he hurriedly added clothes to the person in the picture and uploaded it again, and then said that the ones without clothes were made by others of.
Fortunately, he was recorded as a mistake and became honest, otherwise he would have to draw a girlfriend for the whole class.
"And it's only a part-time job, and it's not like letting him bet on it... Forget it, indeed, everyone has his own life."
Qin Guanglin lost his mind. The idea of the official account was brought up by Sun Wen when the three of them were having dinner. Xiao Yu was also listening, but he didn't make it. Sun Wen didn't know if he would do it or not. As for running to eat that bowl of rice.
He was the only one who tried it himself, teaching people to draw didn't catch on, and turned to draw his own daily comics halfway, which turned out to be unexpectedly popular.
It's all life.
After eating, Qin Guanglin consciously put away the tabletop and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Why not go to the study to sort out the textbooks for the next day, and then took out the notebook to write his own novel.
In more than two years, the fifth volume of the novel has been released, and there are still one or two endings in the last volume. If you have experience in the front, you can just draw it out from memory, but the later part has not been written yet. The ending that needs to be rewritten will cost a lot of money. The time and energy required are several times that of before, and the speed will naturally slow down. It is estimated that it will not be completed until next year.
…
The days flowed like running water. After the hottest July, the weather became a little cooler in mid-August. By September, I could already feel the coming of autumn.
The popularity of the comics only lasted for half a month, and the subsequent data curve slowly dropped by half, and then rose steadily. By the end of October, it had stabilized at the peak level of the data at the time of the hot search.
Qin Guanglin is not yet a great god, but he has a group of fans of his own.
"I contacted the publishing house for you. The physical version of "My Wife Is So Cute" will be released in advance with 20,000 copies to test the waters and see if it can catch on!"
Chen Rui catches a sheep and wants to be bald, but he also understands the reason that the wool comes from the sheep. He insists on a win-win route. The platform needs traffic, and Qin Guanglin needs money. Manga is the centerpiece of the platform, and it is also the first physical version released.
Qin Guanglin was surprised, the pen in his hand stopped, and he turned to look at Chen Rui on the other side of the office, "What did you just say?"
"I said..." Chen Rui shook the phone in his hand, ""My Wife Is So Cute" is about to be released, are you surprised?"
He looked at Qin Guanglin and couldn't help laughing, "The company takes care of everything, you just sit and wait for the money to be collected—by the way, I need to draw some character illustrations, the exquisite ones, plus a few episodes that are not available in the online version, as As a gift with the book, just your extra fantasies are good, think about it carefully."
"I'm going to publish a book?" Qin Guanglin scratched his chin, a little dazed.
A long time ago, why didn't he say that his comics could be published in physical editions, but he didn't take it seriously. What kind of books did the stinking painters publish, comic books
I didn't expect this day to come.
"Well, we just talked about it here. Hurry up and get the extras and illustrations done, and ask them to send a few samples over to see the effect."
"No... I remember that the book number and version number are very troublesome, and it costs money?"
Qin Guanglin was around He Wu, and he also had a general understanding of the issue. It wasn't just something he thought out, and he had to go through a lot of troublesome procedures.
"It's said that the company covers everything. You only need to collect money. The initial issue is 20,000 copies. You will receive 7% if you sell less than 10,000 copies, 8% if you sell more than 10,000 copies, and 1% for every 10,000 copies that are reprinted. The upper limit 13 points."
Chen Rui brought the computer over to show him while talking, and the concept cover was on the screen: "The cover of the first volume is probably like this, what do you think? If it doesn't work, I'll change it."
Qin Guanglin took a closer look, hesitant, and there was a cartoon image of him and He Wu in the middle, He Wu raised his head on tiptoe and pulled his tie, looking like he wanted to kiss him, his face flushed and he resisted.
This painting was originally drawn for fun, but later I added a few more pictures and published them in the side story of Imagination. Unexpectedly, Chen Rui made this a cover.
There are other characters who are a few sizes smaller on the edge. Qin Ma holds a telescope and looks at the center from the window in the upper left corner, with an exaggerated smile on her face. Father He was in the upper right corner, gritting his teeth, beating his chest and stamping his feet, looking at the two of them. He Shan and Zhao Qing led He Cheng to laugh and laugh on the road, Xiao Yu put his head in his hands and faced Zhou Nan with his big belly.
"This should be called "My Husband Is So Cute", right?"
Chen Rui laughed, "Contrast, do you understand the contrast?"
"..."
"There are a few more, you can take a look and see which one is better... Forget it, we will hold a meeting when we are about to get off work, and let them vote directly, and vote for the best one." Chen Rui put away the computer and returned to his seat, continuing to study The issue of comics.
When voting, everyone in the company was surprisingly unanimous. Half of the people voted for the one Qin Guanglin disliked the most, and the combined votes of the others barely surpassed it.
"Look, let me tell you, I actually like this one the most." Chen Rui shrugged towards Qin Guanglin.
"... when will the book come out?"
Qin Guanglin was thinking about other things at this time.
"The sample should take a month, and the official release of the book is estimated to be at the end of the year or longer."
"Try to hurry up...or send me a copy of this cover."
Qin Guanglin shook his phone, "I'm off work first."
"Okay, I also have pictures on my phone, I'll send them to you later."
Chen Rui responded and began to pack his things.
(end of this chapter)