A goblin who doesn't want to stir up trouble is not a good goblin

The prototypes of the protagonists in the cartoon refer to Zhao Mi and Su Yiran himself, and the layout of the scene refers to the set of Su Yiran’s house, so Du Man has no pressure to draw. The daily life of God and his little monsters eating, eating and sleeping".

He covered it to prevent Zhao Mi from seeing it, and said to Du Man, "Use your Weibo account to publish after March, one post a week, and I'll repost it for publicity."

Because this comic is a verbal collaboration, without signing a contract or contacting a publishing house, Du Man has no hope for the manuscript fee, and draws purely out of interest. Su Yiran knows that she is worried that there will be no traffic, and assures her: "The later benefits will be very good. High, the time will be evenly divided."

Compared with the benefits, Du Man is puzzled: "Why did you send it again in March? Not now?"

Su Yiran took a look at Zhao Mi, Xiao Mi would only reveal the fact that he is a fairy in March, wouldn't it be public that he already knew he was a fairy when the manga was released now?Su Yiran took a photo of the cartoon, and said lightly: "It needs to be changed again, monsters and people are too similar, without the characteristics of goblins."

Du Man nodded: "Okay."

Because Du Man became familiar with the two of them gradually, the painting "Liu Ying" began to be handy, and he no longer required the studio to be absolutely quiet. Zhao Mi let go of his foodie nature and ate small snacks from morning till night.

Ming Xiao originally hoped to keep the whole process secret, and wait for the comics to be included in the comic book before publishing. She didn't want Su Yiran to publish the first article in advance. comic book.

So Ming Xiao urged Su Yiran to release some sweetness from time to time, to give the book fans a taste, but Su Yiran refused: "It's so cute, I appreciate it myself."

Ming Xiao knew that he was protecting her, and didn't want Zhao Mi's bun-like appearance to be exposed too much, so she turned her head to coax Zhao Mi: "Go and kiss God Su."

Zhao Mi was chatting nonsense in the professional group, saw Ming Xiao's message, and replied: "Ah? Why? (☉_☉)"

"He doesn't want to show the promotional photos of the comics, you go and give him some sweets."

Xiao Tiantian Zhao Mi lowered her head: "But my head doesn't seem sweet, it's very big o(*////▽////*)q."

Ming Xiao has no resistance to this baby, and encourages him: "Go and kiss, go quickly."

Five minutes later, Ming Xiao waited for Su Yiran's Weibo promotion, and satisfactorily brushed up the comments.

When Zhao Mi is not in school, he lives in style, eating, sleeping, reading, and revising manuscripts, with no burden on his mind. Occasionally, he chats with his classmates like a free fish in the professional group, and watches everyone complain about cultural exhibitions.

He Liao stopped coming to Su Yiran's house on Monday, and he went back to school. Zhao Mi was worried that he would really carry out the so-called junior plan, so he asked Du Man if he had been harassed.

Du Manxin was blunt. Seeing that Zhao Mi struggled for 5 minutes and only said that he thought the cartoons were well drawn, he interrupted: "What are you trying to say?"

Zhao Mi hesitated for a long time, then asked cautiously, "He Liao...has he looked for you?"

"Oh, him," Du Man tapped the phone next to the computer, "I blocked him, he's too embarrassing."

Zhao Mi: "?"

"He said last time I was like carbon dioxide, suffocating him."

Su Yiran, who was drinking water at the side, choked and put down his glass: "Is this a new earthy love story on the Internet?"

"Of course it's not a romantic talk," Zhao Mi said while sitting next to him, lowering his head, "It's clearly a cold joke."

The little three just let it go without talking about it.Du Man stayed at Su Yiran's house more and more late, devoted all his attention to "Liu Ying", and even took time to open an official account of "Daily Painting and Evening Food", teaching everyone how to draw simple strokes.Zhao Mi went up to leave a message for her from time to time.

Du Mancai is only [-] years old, but the official account he founded is dedicated to parent-child education, focusing on parent-child interaction, and advocating that parents and children learn stick figures together... Zhao Mi felt amazing as he read the article.

He prefers writing, so he chose to major in cultural industry management. He didn't have much talent in painting since he was a child.I signed up for one-on-one sketching tutorials in the summer vacation of elementary school, but after I finished the lessons, my drawing was still horrible, and I gave up since then.

With Du Man's official account, he also prepared a blank sketchbook and followed Du Man to draw.

The things Du Man teaches are simple, such as bayberry, you only need to draw two circles with small wavy lines, add a few leaves, and then paint, and the shaded parts can be colored according to your own ideas. It takes only 10 minutes before and after. Small red bayberry can be drawn vividly on the paper. It is completely zero-based teaching, and it is easy and interesting to draw.

Zhao Mi was very excited, and felt that he could become a master of painting this time. He sat upright in his seat at nine o'clock every night, and painted gourds according to the official account.

On Tuesday night, Du Manjiao’s example was summer ice cream, which was very suitable for Zhao Mi’s appetite. After he finished drawing three pictures, he signed them in the corner, tore them off and ran to the other side of the studio, and directly pasted the papers on Su Yiran’s desk. On the cheek: "Send you."

Su Yiran took a corner of the paper, pulled it out from the opponent's hand, held it flat in front of her, took off the anti-blue light glasses and took a look: "Cone?"

"Cones with super polysaccharides added will ensure that you will be dizzy in the hot summer." Zhao Mi smiled and lay on Su Yiran's shoulder. He was in a good mood because of the painting, his eyes were bent, and his arms were around Su Yiran. shoulders.

Su Yiran folded the paintings into two stacks and put them under the computer desk: "Press the cone."

"It will melt." Zhao Mi straightened up and put the anti-blue light glasses back on for him, "You continue to write the manuscript."

Su Yiran has been repeatedly revising the finale of "Ming Dynasty and Du Yanleng" recently. The finale is expected to be more than 7000 words, but the first draft he wrote is as many as [-] words, which is a bit cumbersome and needs to be deleted and simplified.

On Wednesday, the final draft of "Xiaoyao" was finally finished. Zhao Mi sent all the revised documents back to Su Yiran. The last quarter of the emotional line and the plot line intersected like twists and turns. Then, only the more explicit parts were deleted: "Look at it for yourself, I deleted all Gu Yueliu's words about playing hooligans with Qing Tan, but kept the ambiguous words."

Su Yiran accepted it, then turned around and transferred [-] to him on WeChat.

Zhao Mi's phone vibrated twice, and after clicking on it, he asked, "Give it to me?"

"Yes, the revision fee." Su Yiran said.

The good news of "Xiaoyao" spread frequently, and overseas publishing houses have approached the door, expressing their desire to publish it.The editor discussed with Su Yiran about publishing overseas, and Su Yiran only said, "All agree."

The editor was a little surprised: "So refreshing? You had to think about it for three days before."

"Well... the family is too hungry, so we have to make money quickly."

edit:…………

Aunt Zhao has been here for just over two weeks, and Su Yiran has already spent almost [-] on ingredients.

Su Yiran said again: "The new pit will not be opened for the time being, and we will rest after finishing the Ming Dynasty. We plan to write a new article in May."

Edit: "So long? You never took more than a month off before."

Su Yiran said indifferently: "Well, I have to save the manuscript. It used to be [-] a day, but after March, it is estimated to be [-] a day."

EDIT: "?? What do you mean?"

Su Yiran: "It's nothing, I'm exhausted."

edit:………

Su Yiran was still a little worried about his lack of physical strength. He observed Xiao Mi at night, and found that the other party's moaning became more and more lingering and brighter. On the surface, he was extremely calm, but in his heart he was thinking about putting exercise on the agenda.

Mu Liangfeng mailed the exercise equipment and tutorials to him in the form of SF Express, and told him: "Don't try it blindly, don't blame me if you break your waist."

Waist is too important for a man, Su Yiran took food and supplements for two weeks, and hired a devil coach under Mu Liangfeng's recommendation.

Mu Liangfeng was puzzled by his sudden request to exercise: "Is your family able to bear it? Is it enough for you not to exercise?"

Su Yiran and the other party are chatting on WeChat, so he has no expression on his face, but the words he typed are full of showing off: "My family has a special status."

"Also a goblin?" Mu Liangfeng is a goblin himself, so he generally has a kind of love for goblins, "Don't hurt him, we goblins are also very fragile."

Su Yiran: "Well, he's a pervert."

Mu Liangfeng: "......... Get lost!"

The coach came to the door on Thursday, and on Wednesday night, Su Yiran simply stayed up all night, finishing the remaining chapters of "Xiaoyao" all night.Zhao Mi wanted to go to bed at ten o'clock, rubbed his eyes and asked when he could finish the repair.

Su Yiran estimated the workload: "About twelve o'clock, you go to bed first."

Zhao Mi wanted to sleep first, but Su Yiran wasn't lying next to him, so he couldn't fall asleep...

He thought to himself, how could he be so perverted...

Zhao Mi rolled his eyes, not knowing what to say, and finally sat dryly at the desk to accompany him: "I'll stay here for a while." He picked up Mark Twain's book on the table, read "Huckleberry Finn" "Adventures", when I looked at it, my eyelids drooped.

Su Yiran caught sight of it out of the corner of her eye, saved the document, and carried him into the bedroom: "Go to sleep."

Zhao Mi was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, like a cat, Su Yiran raised his hand to touch his face, covering his eyes from the light.Zhao Mi fell asleep quickly, facing the roof on his back, with his hands obediently placed by his sides.

Su Yiran waited until he fell asleep, took his mobile phone with his left hand, pinched his thumb with his right hand, and pressed it on the fingerprint key.

Su Yiran opened the contacts, trying to find Ms. Zhao's phone number in it - but there was no need to look for it at all, Zhao Mi only saved the phone numbers of two people, one was Su Yiran, and the other was Ms. Zhao.

Ms. Zhao's phone number is an overseas number. Su Yiran copied the number and sent it to his own WeChat, then deleted the record and returned to the study.He checked on the Internet, and the number belonged to Italy.

Without hesitation, Su Yiran dialed directly, but no one answered.He typed three in a row, but there was no response, so he had to put it down temporarily and start writing.

Su Yiran finished "Xiaoyao" by 12:30, later than planned.He saved the document for the last time, and was about to close it, when the screen of the mobile phone placed aside lit up, showing that Ms. Zhao was calling.

Su Yiran clicked the mouse button, didn't care about the file anymore, picked up the phone, went to the balcony, and connected: "Hello."

Ms. Zhao had just finished a wave of carnival, she was full of energy, and her voice was hoarse: "Which one is there?"

"I'm Su Yiran."

The person on the other side didn't speak or hang up. From the momentary silence, Su Yiran deduced that Zhao Mi had confessed himself to Ms. Zhao.

"Can we talk for a while? About Zhao Mi's identity." Su Yiran closed the balcony door, leaning his back against the railing, and said easily, "He's a pervert, isn't he?"

Ms. Zhao exhaled: "How do you know?"

The information that Ms. Zhao knew was more detailed than what Su Yiran got from the Internet, but there was not much difference.The two chatted for nearly half an hour, and finally Su Yiran asked her: "If you can't get enough food, will you run away?"

Ms. Zhao said "ah": "Run? Of course not, Zhao Mi would rather die than run."

.........

After chatting and entering the door, Su Yiran was clear-headed and didn't feel sleepy at all.Since he has already stayed up late, he might as well stay up a little longer. Su Yiran clicked on a blank document and began to write the H episode that he conceived last time.

After writing the [-]-word episode for more than an hour, Su Yiran sent a screenshot to Weibo, turned off the computer, stood up and stretched, and ignored the news on Weibo.He walked lightly into the bedroom and lay down on the bed.

Within half an hour, he noticed that Zhao Mi beside him was moving gently in the bed. He thought that the other party turned over halfway, but he didn't expect the other party to lie down under him.

…………

Zhao Mi is used to doing bad things in the early morning, so bold that he is not like in the daytime, except that he was a little moral and shy at first, but later he developed into what he wants to do, without any scruples at all.What's more, every time he woke up after 02:30, Su Yiran was already fast asleep. He did this many times, but he never woke up the other party.

So this time, after waking up, he didn't look at the time, and just crouched down and got into bed.

It was the first time for Zhao Mi to do this kind of thing, and he was very jerky. He tried hard to recall the main points in the textbook, but found that it was not very consistent with the actual application, so he had to do whatever he wanted.

Su Yiran didn't fall asleep at all, he almost jumped out of the bed after being licked by Nuomi Ci, he let the other party do whatever he wanted, at the last moment he couldn't help opening his eyes, clenching his teeth, his eyes were as bright as moonlight in the dark night .

Zhao Mi took a deep breath under the quilt, feeling a little bad in his mouth.

Su Yiran's eyes immediately became dark. He wanted to reach out and touch Zhao Mi's hair, but he didn't do so. Instead, he closed his eyes again and recited a passage of Tao Te Ching.

Zhao Mi lay there motionless for a while, finally got up and lay down next to Su Yiran, without pulling a tissue.

Su Yiran's heart skipped a beat: Did you actually swallow it?

The author has something to say:

The stop is here. Passengers who get off the bus, please go to the back door.

Note: ①The official account is real, a Tuya account created by my teacher. ②Revision fees, overseas publishing, comic direction, including yesterday's vote. Lei, are all scribbled by me. It has nothing to do with my novel. There should be no children who will misunderstand it~ But let me explain~ Hey.