Loyal Dogs Are Not Picky Eaters [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 87 Little Transparency Big Edit

Waking up while lying down, there is an LED overhead light on the white paint surface of the ceiling as far as I can see. The sunlight outside is very glaring. I am wearing short sleeves and holding a ball of air-conditioning quilt.

Because he was lying on the bed, Mo Mo thought for a moment that he hadn't passed through yet, but the sound of the old decoration next door directly pulled his illusion back.

The mobile phone beside the bed was ringing loudly. It was a very old-fashioned mobile phone with a flip cover.

The caller's name was displayed on the pseudo-color screen—Editor Zhao Yun.

Shen Mo answered the phone, and a crisp female voice came from the opposite side.

"Song Jun, there is a power outage in the editorial department today, you just come over to submit the manuscript, I just have something to talk to you, and I want to give you the gift from the last competition."

"okay."

hang up the phone.

The system transmitted the information to him.

Song Jun, quite an otaku, is not a dead fat nerd in the traditional sense, because he also has a skill that can make him full.

He belongs to one person who feeds the whole family and is not hungry, so there is no psychological burden, so that he is 28 and still unmarried, but Mo Mo can see from his memory that there are many reasons why he is not married, the most important one is the sexual orientation. column.

Sexual Orientation - Male.

Because of this, he has been using a female pen name——Junjiang, and has been in the Danmei H comic book market.

Shen Mo turned on the computer and wanted to copy Song Jun’s manga to a USB flash drive. He could easily see the content on the drawing. When he read the previous chapters, Mo Mo nodded frequently. It’s very good, the artist is very solid, it’s a touch.

When I read the next few chapters, I started to feel that something was wrong.

"???"

The male one and the male two who were playing basketball just now, shouldn't they start competing for the female one?

What the hell is it that the male number one is thumped by the wall all of a sudden.

Bidong is still the male second.

Then... what the fuck, kissed?

Then I opened Chapter 2, and the location was changed to the home of the second man. The second man's family conditions are considered good, but this is barren... What is it to go directly to bed.

I read a story, the scale is huge, there is no mosaic, half pushed, half pushed, the second male just pushed the male one onto his big bed to eat and wipe clean.

Click to open other drawings, drafts, and exercise drafts.

[Ah...], [Don't move. ]

[is it here? ]

[Um……]

[You are sensitive. ]

[Don't... I want to...]

After reading a chapter silently, he covered his eyes: "..."

System: Oh, Jun Song is a small artist in H manga, did you make it?

silence:……

System: This world is a bit like ours. It belongs to a hierarchical system, so books and other things can be purchased normally by adults.

silence:……

System: And, in this time and space, the industry is developing pretty well.

Looking at the naked male protagonist on the computer screen, he looked up to the sky and screamed silently: "My God, how can I submit the manuscript?"

System: By the way, to remind you, your fans don't know that you are a blue boy yet.

silence:……

So Song Jun is an anonymous male danmei H manga artist, male.

After copying out all the manuscripts to be handed in, after Shen Mo finished washing, he casually put on a cotton T-shirt and went out. Before going out, he looked in the mirror.

Broken black hair, a little baby fat, still looks very childlike at 28, a pair of black-rimmed glasses block his dark and clear eyes, very nerdy.

But obviously not nearsighted, Shen Mo took his eyes off without even thinking about it.

It looks so much better this way.

The system muttered softly: Don't you think this looks very childish?

silence:? ? ?

Riding on his own small electric motorcycle, the editorial office is just a few kilometers away. He rented it here on purpose. The price is cheap and it is close to the editorial office.

It's just that this is a village in the city, so it's fine if the management is not good, and the sound insulation is also very poor, but fortunately Song Jun himself is relatively clean, and the house is tidy.

This is not the characteristic that a dead fat house should have, so in the three words, Song Jun occupies one house.

He is really very homely. This is the first time he has gone out this month. The small electric motorcycle has faded in the wind and sun, and he has worked hard to welcome the master's favor for the first time.

But unfortunately, this time he had a flat tire.

It was probably because the tires had worn out after being in the sun for too long, but this time he let him ride like this, and the tires blew out halfway.

In the end, the miserable Shen Mo could only stare at the sunny sky and push two kilometers to the editorial office.

He seldom exercised, and he seemed to be drenched in the rain.

Zhao Yun is also editor Zhao, who is in charge of Danmei H manga.Song Jun was just signed, and he also discovered it. Originally, Song Jun was just a solo H manga author who published it on his blog to earn some traffic money.

One day, he happened to find someone recommending his manga while surfing the web, and he clicked on it to read it. He found that his skills were solid, the expressions of the characters were in place, the lines were full of lust, and the most important thing was that the various plays were very intense. Although there are some shortcomings, it is definitely not a big problem. They are short of such painters now, so she contacted them immediately.

Very good, definitely a senior corrupt girl, she thought so.

However, she offered very good conditions, but the other party refused to meet and sign the contract in every possible way. In the end, she found out that Junjiang, who she thought was a senior rotten girl, was actually a blue boy!

The silence finally came. He took the paper towel given by the lady at the front desk and kept wiping away his sweat. There was also sweat in his clothes, but he was really not good at wiping it off. While the editor was still in a meeting, he rushed to the men's room and used cold water first. After washing his face and hair, he took a wet towel and looked around for no one before reaching in from the hem of his clothes.

When wiping the sweat on his chest, his arms hooked up the hem of his clothes. In the mirror, he saw silently that this guy didn't have any abdominal muscles at all, but fortunately he wasn't fat because he stayed at home all day. He was very white and looked Surprisingly not bad.

After wiping, he lifted it up and took a few glances.

There was just a sudden sound of footsteps, and before he had time to put down his clothes, someone came in through the door. The person who came was wearing a white shirt. He didn't look carefully, whether the neckline was two buttons or three buttons, but the gold-rimmed eyes But those beautiful peach blossom eyes are real.

silence:"……"

Visitor: "..."

Mo Mo gave a dry laugh in embarrassment, and put down his clothes.

"Hehe, it's so hot..."

Shen Mo didn't look up to see the man's reaction, he lowered his head and wanted to go out, but when he crossed with him at the bathroom door, he heard something.

"It's pretty white."

Shen Mo thought to himself, is this considered sexual harassment?But is he harassing himself first?

He fled.

The editorial meeting was over, and Shen Mo sneaked into the Danmei office team.

"What are you doing in such a hurry, you look like you're sweating profusely."

Editor Zhao thinks that Song Jun is quite cute. He is very polite and humble. The most important thing is that he usually doesn’t delay manuscripts very much. Occasionally he will get stuck, but this is not a problem at all. Among them, his unique little fresh meat is really a very coveted sweet pastry.

"No, I had a flat tire when I came."

Although the editorial department had a power outage, the residual heat of the air conditioner was still there, and Silence suddenly felt much cooler.

"This time I won a good layout for you."

Mo Mo's eyes lit up: "Thank you so much! Treat you to dinner another day."

The editor waved his hand: "No, no, it will cost you half your life if you go out."

"..."

The two sat down and chatted casually. The other editors also liked Song Jun quite a bit, so they came over to tease him if they had nothing to do.

"Give it to me. I still have some power in my laptop. I called to ask about it. I can't get the power today. We'll probably get off work soon."

Nodding silently, he wanted to take out his USB flash drive from his pocket, but after touching it twice, he found that something was wrong, and the pocket was empty.

"What's wrong? It fell?"

The editor asked with concern: "Do you still have a backup at home?"

"Yes, yes."

The editor breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good."

"But now it's too troublesome to go back and get it."

"Hey, but tomorrow is my weekend..." Editor Zhao wailed.

"..." Shen Mo sighed, and stood up resignedly: "Then I'll take a taxi!"

Editor Zhao smiled: "Taking a taxi is like killing you."

"I'm poor."

"You say that as if our editorial department has treated you badly."

"That's not the case. Didn't I just buy a new computer? This time, I have to buy the latest drawing board after sending the manuscript fee, so I have to cut down on food and clothing."

"Okay, I'll reimburse you, okay? It's mine."

She smiled silently, turned around and went out, but bumped into a man who happened to be going in when she was going out.

"..."

White shirt, gold-rimmed glasses, it's not exactly the one in the bathroom before.

"Is this yours?"

The man is holding a USB flash drive in his hand.

Silence's eyes lit up.

"its mine."

Then something came to mind, and he stammered and asked, "You... didn't watch it, did you?"

The man chuckled: "Of course..."

Silence breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course I did."

"..."

"The painting is not bad, and some storyboards need to be slightly changed."

this person...

"Editor-in-Chief!"

silence:"……"

Editor Zhao stepped forward like a dog.

"By the way, Jun, let me introduce you. This is our new editor-in-chief, Editor-in-Chief Gu."

Looking at the boy who was frozen in front, Gu Yan smiled.

"Xiao Zhao, show him the storyboard, if you don't understand, you can ask me directly."

Then he looked at the boy whose face was already blushing and said, "The painter is very solid, but the H aspect is not good enough, but it can be practiced."

Editor Zhao nodded hurriedly. Silence didn't know why the other party could say 'H's feeling almost worse' in such a straightforward manner.

He continued: "I have called the power department and will call in a moment."

The office wailed, and after he finished speaking, he put the things in the man's palm, turned around and left.

Silence's face was completely blush.

See it all?

These few words happened to be the most unsightly words, the two were already familiar with each other, and the male second tricked the male one to his own home, and stayed the other overnight on the premise that the weather was too cold and the road was blocked by heavy snow.

Then there was a mosaic meal, the first time between two people is always more shameful, compared to the second male, the first male is even more ashamed to the extreme.

[Comfortable? ]

[it's wired……]

[Get it right away, not being prepared can hurt you. ]

[Well……]

And... the content contains a little bit of props.

My God, such a shame, how did Song Jun draw it.

Was it all seen?

Thinking of this, even the tips of his ears turned red.

Editor Zhao marked the storyboards and some details that needed to be changed one by one. He knew Song Jun was thin-skinned, so he didn't say it directly, but handed him the USB flash drive to go home and make changes.

"By the way, there is one more thing. There will be a summer party held by our editorial department next week. I heard that we have rented a swimming pool. You must come then."

"Ah I……"

"Don't worry, I won't expose you. You can name whatever you want and I'll give you a name. There will be a lottery this time, and the first prize is [-] yuan!"

"!!"

"Why, do you want to participate?"

Nodding silently.

I talked about all the big and small things, and finally accepted the prize for participating in an online competition last time, the Newcomer Excellence Award, which was an air purifier, so he took a USB flash drive, hugged the purifier, and pushed his little eDonkey with a flat tire to prepare leave.

When he walked out of the gate, a car just drove out of the garage. He wanted the car to pass first, but stopped in front of Silence.

The car window rolled down slowly, and there was a man inside, behind the gold-rimmed mirror, smiling with beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"Go, I'll see you off."

"The editor-in-chief...don't worry, my house is close."

Gu Yan lowered his eyes, glanced at the little electric donkey with a punctured tire, and looked at the purifier in the boy's hand.

"It's so hot, are you sure?"

As soon as he walked out, he started sweating silently, glanced at the big sun, glanced at the little e-Donkey, and compared it with the cold air emanating from the car window.

He parked the small electric motorcycle very spinelessly and got on the back seat.

The air-conditioning in the car was full, and the cold sweat on Shen Mo's body made him a little chilly. Gu Yan handed over the towel in a very gentlemanly manner.

"Thank you."

"Where are you going?"

"Pick up someone at the airport.

"That's not going well..."

"It's okay, there's a delay over there, I went ahead of schedule."

Someone at the airport sneezed suddenly: "Why haven't you come yet?"

"My car can't go in there, just put it at the intersection of X Road for me."

"it is good."

On the way, Gu Yan chatted with him casually.

"I didn't expect there were boys in our danmei editorial department."

"I'm new here..."

"Well, are you interested in this?"

"what……?"

"I mean danmei."

"Um……"

"Your character structure is very accurate."

"Uh...thank you."

"If the atmosphere is smudged and felt in place, it will go to the next level."

Silence had no choice but to nod: "It happens to be my weakness..."

"I can see it. For example, in the fourth scene of your sixth chapter, you shouldn't put the expression of the male second. At that time, you have already inserted your fingers, so you should emphasize the expression and physical reaction of the male first."

"..."

Glancing at the fidgeting teenager from the rearview mirror, Gu Yan said again: "I'm just discussing H manga skills with you, don't think too much."

"Um……"

"I also have a few veteran H comics under my command."

Gu Yan reported a few names casually, and his silent eyes suddenly lit up. These are all big touches, and they are real.

"These big...big guys...are you bringing them?"

"Ah."

"So, if you have any skills that you don't understand in this area, just ask me."

It happened to be a red light, Gu Yan took out his mobile phone: "What's the number?"

Silence reported.

Then the phone rang.

"Save it, if you have any questions, you can find me."

"Won't it bother you too much?"

The other party is the editor-in-chief, how could he have so much time to take care of himself as a newcomer.

"I also have the responsibility to discover potential newcomers."

That being said, silence is the only way to relax.

"Then trouble you."

When the intersection arrived, Shen Mo got out of the car, waved to the window, and got into the small alley.

He quickly returned to his small rental house, turned on the air conditioner, took off his clothes in silence, and discussed the system with him.

System: How do you feel about the first confrontation?

Silence: I don't understand, is he really trying to point me out, or...

System: Judging from the information, the editor-in-chief is self-conscious and extremely capable, not just a casual person.

Silence: Well, that's normal work communication, and the general feeling is not bad.

System: That's good.

Silence: But about the H manga, are you here to help me draw it?

System: Nonsense, can you draw?

silence:……

System: Although I'm a little ashamed, I will help you draw, but the content of the drawing, such as the required scenes, actions, and lines, all need to be thought of by yourself.

Silence: Let me think about it?

System: Our system doesn't understand these things. You operate the content, and I'll help you draw it. It's a happy decision.

silence:……

After taking a shower, Shen Mo asked the system to change the storyboard, and it was late at night, thinking about sending the manuscript tomorrow, Mo Mo just clicked the mouse on the power button, and the communication tool in the lower right corner flickered.

- Gu Yan asked to be added as a friend.

silence:……

Click to accept.

[I haven't slept so late. ]

[Hello, I just finished editing the manuscript. ]

[Storyboard? ]

[Um……]

[Send it to me for a look. ]

[......]

Silence still passed the manuscript obediently, since Gu Yan has said everything, he is working.

After three to five minutes, the other party sent a few screenshots.

[Here are three places, modify. ]

[how to fix...]

[First of all, in the first place, a small grid needs to be added here to draw the perspective view of the finger that goes in.In the second place, the male one's face should be flushed and trembling, because he touched a sensitive point. In the third place, when he takes a shower afterwards, there must be traces on his body. ]

[......]

[As I said before, the modification is okay. ]

It's hard to imagine that Editor-in-Chief Gu would use his gentle face and peachy eyes when he communicated face-to-face with other big contacts...?

[OK……]

[Send me again after editing, but it's time to sleep now. ]

[good……]

[Good night. ]

[Good night. ]

The next day, Mo Mo finally passed the hurdle of editor-in-chief, and the Danmei editor was also very satisfied, praising him for his progress, and soon passed all procedures and published it.

The response on the manga homepage was also surprisingly good.

[Junjun sauce is getting more and more lustful!I like! ]

[My mother, I want to steal shoushou home. ]

[too!good!eat!up! ]

[Thank you Miss Junjun! ! ]

[Cough, looking forward to the next meat. ]

Mo Mo read the comments with a blank expression, then clicked the fork in the upper right corner to open the editorial group.

Abby Rabbit: [Hey, I have no inspiration today, I don’t want to draw, and I feel depressed recently. ]

Danmei editor Shen: [What's wrong? ]

Shen Chen: [Tutu urgently needs comfort. ]

Danmei editor Shen: [Wait, I'll come to comfort you right away. ]

Shen Mo suddenly remembered that in his contract, there was a frightening benefit.

Rough meaning: [The editor is in charge of the writers under him, including Kawen who is stuck in the flesh, and who is in a bad mood when dragging the manuscript. The editor will be responsible for adjusting the author's mood. , but money! ]

I have to say, editing is not easy...

Evil Eared Dog: [嘤嘤咻, I'm stuck!I have played everything, and I can't think of new tricks! ]

Li Dan, editor of Lily: [Why, let me think about it for you? ]

Evil Eared Dog: [Okay, okay, I want to do this and that...]

Li Dan, editor of Lily: [Roll up your sleeves, come here, come here, let you try new tricks. ]

This kind of picture often appears in the editorial group.

The editor and the author talk nonsense when they are idle and bored, the author teases the editor, and the editor comes back immediately after teasing, and there are also soft and cute ones who can only chatter, although most of them are girls, but they still chat very enthusiastically.

Mo Mo suddenly became playful and saw that his editor Zhao Yun was also online.

He crackled the bridge and tapped the keyboard.

Junjiang: [嘤嘤嘤, I'm also stuck @丹美Editor Zhao Yun, ask for advice. ]

Sitting in front of the computer, Zhao Yun almost spit out the honey water she just drank.

She laughed, and the editors beside her also laughed: "Song Jun is so cute, miss you!"

Zhao Yun quickly put down the water glass and started typing.

After editing a long paragraph, I looked at it with satisfaction, and just about to press the Enter key, when I saw the dialogue on the screen, my hands froze immediately.

Editor-in-Chief Gu Yan: [Where is the card?Need me to teach you myself? ]

Tanmei/Lily/Romance Editing, Silence: […]

Silence stared at the screen in a daze.

Then I received a private chat: [It's not appropriate for you to molest a female editor. ]

Silent Khan: [Sorry... I was just joking. ]

Gu Yan: [In the future, if you get stuck or can't draw, you can find me, in the group, in private, whatever. ]

Shen Mo tremblingly typed out: [I'm sorry for your trouble...]

The group continued to swipe the screen.

Mrs. Ever Sleeping: [This...isn't this...the editor-in-chief? ]

Shen Chen: [Live and see for a long time. ]

Tomorrow will be better: [I seem to smell the taste of JQ. ]

The private chat is still going on: [If you can’t understand what you typed, you can call me. ]

Silence: [No, no, no need to bother you. ]

Gu Yan: [You're welcome, if necessary, I can teach you in person. ]

silence:[……]

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