What makes you think I will always like you?

"Why did she call me Mrs.? I'm not married yet."

After taking two steps, Liang Zhirou turned back and asked.

"Don't talk, don't talk."

Lin Miaomiao had a dark look on her face. Why is this person so stupid? "It's the same as those who call you Dada. You don't draw boys and you have relatively few female fans, so no one called you before."

After entering the venue, which is wider than imagined, all that is left is to register the promotional pictures, and then the official will help make posters or post them on the Internet.

The guests will not come to support the scene in vain, the publicity is mutual.

In this way, they can promote the profits of these painters from selling things, and can also have an amway effect in disguise.

When it came time to choose her own promotional images, Liang Zhirou mostly chose fan illustrations of the game "Tower of Killing" made by Chen Lu. After all, these were the works that she really put the most effort into.

The staff raised their eyebrows when they saw it, but didn't say much.

While waiting for the stalls to be divided, Lin Miaomiao took Liang Zhirou around.

By now, there were more people in the venue, and Liang Zhirou was a little out of breath.

Lin Miaomiao felt relaxed. After relying on painting to work, looking back at these people, she felt that they were not from the same group.

She and Liang Zhirou have very different starting points in mentality. Liang Zhirou is only thinking about making money, so she does not intend to miss any opportunity to accumulate popularity.

But she has never been short of money since she was a child. She has always regarded painting as a hobby, purely for her own happiness. So naturally I have no idea of ​​developing an account and making money from illustrations.

As for why he is willing to shine in Chen Lu’s company...

First, as a friend, he is willing to help Chen Lu.

Second, when Chen Lu and Jiang Chao were not in the company, she relied on her status as the boss's best friend to act like a local emperor in the company. Dare I ask, is there a more pleasant working environment than this? !

absolutely not.

"The comics exhibitions in the past few years... have changed. You just come here to have fun this time and experience it casually. In the future, there is no need to participate in this other than being invited." Lin Miaomiao saw a few people in the distance. The clothes the coser was wearing suddenly said in a deep voice, "Anyway, Chen Lu just wants you to come and see the world."

If you take photos of those people's outfits and post them on the platform, they may not pass the review.

Although this is just an individual person, it is also true that the general environment has changed.

It’s not what it used to be.

Capital and outsiders' following suit can make too many things go bad, just like the so-called Zibo Barbecue.

"it is good."

Liang Zhirou responded straightforwardly, without even asking why. Chen Lu and Lin Miaomiao would definitely not harm her anyway.

That's how she listened.

Lin Miaomiao still remembered what Chen Lu told her, so she was not idle. She seriously introduced the functions of many booths and booths to Liang Zhirou.

"Actually, many cosplayers come here to play on their own and wear C-suits purely to satisfy themselves, just like me."

After speaking, she pointed to the more conspicuous stalls in the distance, "The location here is good. You should be assigned here as a guest later."

"Isn't that a lot of people..." Liang Zhirou whispered, asking her to stand in a place like this for a day, wouldn't that be a punishment?

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered the mask in her bag, and quickly took it apart and put on one.

Then, under Lin Miaomiao's shocked gaze, she took out a peaked cap, put it on her head and patted it gently.

Those who didn’t know thought this was preparation to commit a crime.

"Zhirou, the way you dress...up close will make people think you are some kind of female star." Lin Miaomiao said speechlessly, "from a distance...you look like a thief."

Although this still can't hide this naive and gentle temperament, anyone who comes here will think that he is a dangerous person at first glance!

Liang Zhirou took out her phone and looked at herself, her eyes blinking blankly, as if she was a bit like a thief.

But it doesn't matter, she feels much more at ease now.

After a while, the two were brought to the booth assigned to them by the staff.

It can't be said that it is exactly the same as Lin Miaomiao expected, it can also be said that it has nothing to do with it.

The other stalls were all connected together, but they were assigned to the farthest wall.

This is the only one next to this wall.

What's even more outrageous is that there is an emergency exit next to it, and the toilet is the farthest to the right.

Just when the two of them were a little stunned, Lin Miaomiao suddenly caught a glimpse of a large booth in the distance where they were conducting trial activities for competing games that they had been wary of recently.

An unrealistic idea came to her mind, but even if they had a bloody fight recently, could they be so small-minded?

Lin Miaomiao frowned and reached out to hold Liang Zhirou's arm, "Zhirou, let's go."

Liang Zhirou didn't know about this, she whispered: "But there are people who want to come to me to get the lottery, and I promised them..."

"It's hard to see anyone coming here! They're just forcing us to leave on our own!"

Lin Miaomiao became angrier as she talked.

This kind of behavior is flattering to describe it with a childish attitude.

"Why did they force us to leave? We didn't do anything..." Liang Zhirou asked blankly.

This question suddenly stopped Lin Miaomiao. She really didn't know what to say for a while.

After all, these were all her guesses.

Seeing that Lin Miaomiao was silent and silent, Liang Zhirou had no choice but to clean up the stall alone.

The Comic Exhibition official provided an iron table that was just long enough for an adult to lie down on. Liang Zhirou spread the tablecloth she bought in advance on it and silently started packing her things.

She didn't say anything from beginning to end, or in other words, she was used to this unfair treatment.

After all, only children who cry and make noises get candy, and she is usually the one who doesn't cry.

As Lin Miaomiao expected, no one would come to see this place most of the time.

After all, it is the National Exhibition and Convention Center, so it is too big.

The two of them sat here quietly, watching the crowd in the distance.

It seemed that the lively atmosphere over there had nothing to do with this place, and no one even looked at it twice.

This is an environment that will make Liang Zhirou feel more comfortable, but she will inevitably feel a little disappointed.

In order to make the drawings she signed for others look better, she stayed up late these days practicing for a long time, but as a result, she has not given away even one of the free peripherals she prepared.

The girl's heart was blocked, and just when she was about to sigh, her phone in her pocket vibrated.

The message was from Chen Lu.

Chen Lu: How is it? Do many people come to you to sign paintings?

Liang Zhirou: No one...

Chen Lu: Just wait, I, the number one fan, will come over right away.

Oops, I really didn’t expect that I would be the first person to get a painting from Mu Zhi Mu, a future domestic first-line painter. I can be happy all day long.

Liang Zhirou curled her lips and held back the tears that were about to well up in her eyes. She was always an easy person to coax.

Liang Zhirou: But it’s fun here, so you can do your thing.

Putting down her phone, she looked at Lin Miaomiao who was yawning next to her, and then continued to look at the booths in the distance and the painters who were lining up with fans and signing autographs.

His eyes were full of novelty.

It just looks like fun.

I don’t know how long it took, but a boy carrying a hiking bag and wearing square glasses ran over.

Both of them were a little excited at once. After all, they had been here for a long time and this was the first time they visited.

As a result, under their expectant eyes, the boy asked: "Are you a staff member?"

Liang Zhirou was stunned, "I'm not... I'm a painter."

"Oh, I'm sorry. When I saw you standing at the emergency exit, I thought you were a staff member of the Comic Con."

"It's ok"

Liang Zhirou slowly shook her head and pointed to the distance, "If you are looking for the toilet, there..."

"thanks, thanks."

The boy ran away quickly, minding his own business. It looked like he was really looking for the toilet.

Lin Miaomiao suddenly had the urge to throw the table, but when she saw Liang Zhirou, who was frozen there like a sculpture with a sad look on her face, she suddenly froze.

This guy must have been carefully preparing for a long time...

According to her personality, she will definitely prepare in advance time and time again. She may even have rehearsed what she wants to say in advance.

"Zhirou, sit down and wait." Lin Miaomiao softened and her tone became softer, "What if there are fans who have been looking for me?"

Anyway, there is nothing to do, so where can I fish differently?

"Ah."

It wasn't until after eleven o'clock that they welcomed the second person to visit the stall.

While Liang Zhirou was still in a daze, her shoulder was suddenly tapped by a long-haired girl wearing a sailor uniform.

The girl looked at the paintings hanging on her stall and asked quickly: "You are Mu Zhimu, right?"

"I'm......"

"I'm Yuanyi Origami! The one with 60 fans on Xiaopo.com." The girl wanted to post something, but saw Liang Zhirou's timid look and held back, "I've forwarded your painting!"

After thinking about it, she still didn't find Liang Zhirou for a long time. She wanted to go to the toilet but saw it and said it out loud.

Liang Zhirou vaguely remembered this person and said softly: "Thank you."

The girl in the sailor uniform looked at the painting that Liang Zhirou hung on the booth again, "Don't you know? The company sponsoring this comic expo is a sworn enemy of the Polaris Company, and many of the invited big guys came with fanart pictures of their new games. Yes. The painting you hung...I guess they deliberately put small shoes on you. The person in charge of their project is quite outrageous."

Liang Zhirou was a little surprised, and it took her a while to figure out the cause and effect. Only then did she understand why she was assigned here inexplicably, and she quickly said: "Thank you."

"Don't just thank me! Why aren't you in a hurry?" The girl was anxious to death. "I also like to play the Tower of Killing, but why do I have to struggle with money? If we can't make money, the things we draw will be worthless. Not worth it.

Although I can’t get in touch with anyone from Lin Group, the organizer, I am quite familiar with the organizer of this comic exhibition.

In this way, you withdraw the paintings, and then I will take you to talk to the person in charge, saying that you accidentally uploaded a few ugly ones and that you need to upload a few more. "

Liang Zhirou blinked blankly and said softly: "Thank you..."

"But no need."

"You have to know that you have never marketed on any other platform, and you have never participated in any activities before. These [-] fans were saved by you posting pictures without saying a word, without any moisture at all!"

The girl became more and more impatient as she talked, as if this had happened to her, "You are gaining momentum now, take this opportunity to market it well and it will definitely become a hit!"

Liang Zhirou looked down at the paintings she had selected, rubbed them gently with her fingers, and said quietly but firmly: "This is more important to me than anything else."

"I don't want to take them down."

This was designed by Chen Lu himself, and it is also his favorite character.

That's her favorite too.

She witnessed with her own eyes Chen Lu sitting in front of the computer, working on this role day after day and night after night.

This is Chen Lu’s hard work.

Now that she has painted these with Chen Lu's company, this is their joint effort, and it is also the beginning of her beginning to change herself.

The girl in the sailor suit looked very confused. She sighed and said nothing more. Maybe everyone has their own ambitions, and some people just don't lack money.

It's not like her, who will eat dirt after having an quarrel with her mother.

"I still want to sign a book, so I'm going back first. If you have time, you can connect with me at Xiaopo Station." After she finished speaking, she left slowly.

Liang Zhirou was not good at dealing with such familiar people, so she could only hum.

"Grass!"

As soon as the girl left, Lin Miaomiao, who was sitting on the stool without saying a word, couldn't help but curse.

Liang Zhirou looked at the time, it was already ten fifty in the morning.

"Let's pack our things." Liang Zhirou looked at the painting quietly and said softly, "Pack it up and leave."

For the sake of a good place, these characters are not suitable for exhibition? impossible.

......

The two were just about to leave when a new face finally came to visit their stall.

But this was the longest time Liang Zhirou had been stunned.

Because the person who came was Chen Lu.

Chen Lu smiled and shrugged at Liang Zhirou, "Does this mean it's fun?"

Liang Zhirou slowly lowered her head. From Chen Lu's sight, her entire face was blocked by the brim of the peaked cap.

Chen Lu walked slowly to the girl, gently held her face, and said softly: "I will tell you once, never try to deceive someone who only cares about you."

Liang Zhirou thought it was nothing at first, but the moment she saw Chen Lu, she couldn't hide her grievance. She pressed her whole body against him and hugged him tightly.

"Why were you assigned here?" Chen Lu asked, "Is it possible that because Liang Zhirou doesn't talk much, the good position was taken away?"

Lin Miaomiao, who had been a lightbulb for a long time, finally got the opportunity to speak, and angrily told all the causes and consequences, "Why are you so ill-informed? You didn't even know who sponsored this comic exhibition beforehand?"

"I must be sick, there are so many comic exhibitions, big and small, who cares who invests in them?"

Chen Lu gently patted Liang Zhirou in his arms and joked: "Hey, they gave us such a 'spacious' place?"

Lin Miaomiao snorted disdainfully, "No, look at this, how spacious it is. If there is an earthquake, we will definitely be the first to run out."

"Short-sighted."

Chen Lu spat at her and took out his cell phone after saying, "Hey, Peng Leyun, just like that time, you can get me another banner."

"The place is big this time, so we can do as much as we can. I will send you the template later, and you can decide the content yourself."

The corners of his mouth curled up, "Yes, you can do whatever you want."

"I trust your secondary level."