This star just wants to learn

"What about the back? Why is the back missing?"

Yu Wanwan let out a classic reader's cry, as if it was a silent accusation against the author of the fragmented dog. He was enjoying reading it, but now it's gone?

Isn't this purely appetizing?

After defeating the traitor Shao An, Admiral Li asked him to study in Guangdong and asked him to obtain the qualification of "special chef". However, when he arrived at the Yangquan Restaurant introduced by Admiral Li, the young master found that things were not that easy. The stern boss The chef and his younger brother thoroughly defeated the young master with fried Qingjiang vegetables...

The story came to an abrupt end here. She was really excited to watch it. How can it be gone? What will happen next, will the young master be in a state of collapse, or will he delve into the true meaning of this dish?

Judging from the comic routine, it should be the latter, but what is the finishing touch of this dish still makes people curious.

She immediately looked at Pu Tong coldly. This familiar style must be the old thief breaking the story again, right...

"Don't look at me. I gave them a lot of content, but I only drew so much this time."

Pu Tong doesn't remember this, and the comic artist is slow to draw. What does it have to do with his creation of this story? Readers of several comics came to him to urge him to update. Who did he offend?

Xu Feng and Xun, who were on the side, both had their own smart translation devices in front of Pu Tong. After hearing what he said, they suddenly became a little anxious and began to bow and apologize.

If Pu Tong doesn’t understand Japanese, can’t he understand private Marseille? Coupled with the standard Sakura bow, the two of them were clearly apologizing to his boss.

The boss is dissatisfied with the slow progress of work. Is this saying that their work efficiency is too low? The two of them were immediately frightened. They liked the current working atmosphere, but what if they made their boss angry?

"Well, I didn't tell you what you meant, just update it on time."

Pu Tong rubbed his eyebrows. He just didn't want to take the blame. The readers didn't read enough. What could he do? He was not responsible for the painting.

"Do you think netizens will go after two unknown painters, or a big shot like you?"

Yu Wanwan smiled, she understood this group of netizens very well. A big tree attracts the wind, and Pu Tong's name is on the list of comic productions. If not him, who would you call to urge him to update?

"..."

Pu Tong didn't know what to say. He returned the first draft of the comic to the two of them and praised their drawing skills.

In Sakura, the two young apprentices' comic skills are really average. Even if they learn from famous teachers, they can only be considered average.

However, the domestic comic industry is completely barren. They have come to the right place, with great opportunities and great stages.

Moreover, the works provided by Pu Tong are classics in the comics industry in previous generations. It is only a matter of time before the two of them take off.

To be honest, Pu Tong was actually thinking about whether to sign a longer contract with the two of them, or else when the two of them became giants in the comics industry and changed jobs, he would have no place to cry...

But after much thought, Pu Tong still didn't do it after all.

Firstly, this is because this kind of forced buying and selling is no different from those black-hearted brokerage companies that sign long-term contracts. This is what Pu Tong hates the most, and it is naturally impossible for him to do the same thing.

Nowadays, Pu Tong is still very confident in these comic works. No matter who draws them, as long as they are restored enough, the results will definitely not be bad.

As for whether the painters leave or stay, it actually has little impact, and Pu Tong is confident that he can keep them. After all, in a sense, he is definitely a good boss.

"The painting is very good. There is nothing that needs to be modified. It will be put on the shelves on time."

Iori Yukino really knows what to do. If the problem is too big, she will naturally not stop the review. She can still tell the difference between big and small.

In the following time, Pu Tong and Yu Wanwan walked around the company and tried out two new games that the company will soon produce.

Yu Wanwan liked "Plants vs. Zombies" very much. After playing it for a while, he became obsessed with it. He clamored to kill the zombies, and then he was educated as expected...

"How can you plant a wall of nuts behind a peashooter, covering fire?"

"You don't understand, the best defense is offense."

"Then why don't you just attack and farm instead of defending? Isn't this a waste of sunshine?"

"It makes sense!"

Pu Tong stood aside and watched his little girlfriend's series of "Zhi Shu" operations. His whole body felt bad, and he was anxious, anxious, anxious.

Although he is not a master of this game, he still understands the uses and techniques of each plant. This guy is just playing around...

But thinking about it carefully, when he first came into contact with this game, he would be a little confused when he saw zombies coming over.

Many people have been playing for a long time, but they still put the ice shooter behind the torch tree stump to cause the "melting reaction"?

It was Yu Wanwan's first time playing this game, and he was a no-brainer. He knew how to play a tower defense game or something like that.

"I can't stop it, I can't stop it at all!"

Just as Pu Tong came to his senses, he realized that Yu Wanwan had become anxious while playing, and the second to last row was directly stolen by zombies, whoever killed him died.

Looking at the sunshine, there are more than 700 left. The most painful thing in the world is this. People die and the money is not spent...

As the words "Zombies ate your brain" appeared on the screen, Yu Wanwan slumped back in his chair, his face ashen.

"It's okay, honey, don't worry, you don't have a brain, you have to say bad luck when a zombie sees it..."

"go away."

Yu Wanwan rolled his eyes, but his depressed expression suddenly changed, and he smiled: "Fortunately, I filled in your name."

"?"

Pu Tong took a closer look and saw that the ID on her game interface was that of an ordinary user?

He seemed to have imagined what Crazy Dave would look like when he called him "Brother Pu Tong." It was hard to break, it was really hard to break.

"I'm too smart. The zombies ate my brain, but they will mutate into Dr. Zombie King."

"Dr. Zombie, what is that?"

Yu Wanwan was sweating profusely after completing the basic level, so naturally he didn’t know the content behind it. Pu Tong didn’t say much, as spoilers were too boring.

She wanted to continue playing, but was stopped by Pu Tong, who was about to supervise her study.

Learning is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Even if you take her out on a date, learning is absolutely indispensable.

"Then you play and I'll read next to you!"

"Don't come here. Why don't you just watch me playing games next to me?" Pu Tong directly saw through Yu Wanwan's heart and gave her a slap on the forehead.

After all, he is a young man, so he is too playful.

Besides, Pu Tong had played this game hundreds of times before, and it was really of no use, so he picked up the miscellaneous books on the table and started to study with Yu Wanwan.

It was not until 7 o'clock in the evening that the news of the official release of "The Little Master of China" pulled the two out of their study state.

Yu Wanwan glanced at the four characters "Zhonghua Yiban" on the screen and suddenly realized a new problem.

"It's already seven o'clock in the evening. All the company employees should have left..."

She stood up carefully and sat on Pu Tong's lap. The office chair beneath them creaked, as if she realized that what was coming next was not simple.

It's a classic plot.

Pu Tong had never seen this before, and his blood surged instantly, and he was a little at a loss...

This is an office, or my own office. Is this appropriate?

Just as he swallowed and was about to get started, a knock on the door outside the office made him stop what he was doing.

"Boss, the comics exploded as soon as they were released."

I don’t know if Pu Tong will be blown up by the explosion in the cartoon, but he is going to be blown up anyway.