It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

Chapter 151: Gold Medal Lecturer Su Xiaoxiao

　　淦!

　　A careless one, why did you say that you exposed your mouth?

　　 Su Chen wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead.

　　 Oh, it's over.

　　 It may be exposed this time, the author of "Violet Eternal Garden" of Ruthless Fei "School Enchantress" is himself.

　　 Su Xiaoxiao also tapped the palm of his hand in a timely manner, seeming to have an epiphany.

　　 "Ah! I see!"

　　 stretched out her white fingers, the little girl pointed at Su Chen, her face full of excitement.

　　 "It must be Lightning Strike Library who wants to adapt your "Death Note", and then ask you to draw illustrations, right!"

　　 Su Chen: "……"

　　 Well, it's a magical brain circuit.

　　 Let's not talk about the current state of the lightning library, which is where women are frequently walking. "Death Note" may not have the situation of the reader group.

　　 And even if Thunderstrike Bunku wanted the right to adapt "Death Note", Penguin would not let it go.

　　 Even if it needs to be adapted, it is estimated that they will do it themselves.

　　 Again, the adaptation is basically the standard operation of destroying the original work. You can understand it by looking at a certain gasification horse in the previous life. Even if the adaptation is really necessary, Su Chen will not agree.

　　 So Su Chen used this point wisely to break the topic: "Adaptation is impossible. If you really want to adapt, I won't agree. At their current level, the adaptation is the irony of destroying the original work."

　　 "What's that?" Su Xiaoxiao was puzzled.

　　 "I just want to dig into the wall. You know the recent influence of the Maoxuewang account, so I, who can't get away, let me give you this opportunity."

　　 "But I don't know how to teach at all..."

　　 "You don't need to give lectures, you just need to broadcast live drawing to the group of painters through the internal circuit of the lightning strike library, and they ask you what you teach them." Su Chen said.

"It's that simple?"

　　 "It's as simple as that. If you agree, I will communicate with Leijian Library and say that you are the chief painter who runs the Maoxuewang account together."

　　 "Aren't there just two people in total? I'm the leader? What about you?" The little girl rolled her eyes cutely.

　　 "Uh, don't care about these details."

　　 "Then, if I agree, I can drop out of school?" Su Xiaoxiao blinked and asked.

　　 "I will agree when you become the lecturer of Thunderstrike Library in the real sense."

　　 Su Xiaoxiao surprised: "Really?"

　　 "Really."

　　 "Really real?"

　　 "Well, it's true, so do you agree?"

　　 "Really, real, real?"

　　 "Stop the doll, there is a fake saying I eat a tube of horseradish raw. Is this all right?"

　　 "Okay! Then I agree!"

　　 Su Xiaoxiao happily agreed, and then as if thinking of something, she secretly revealed a sly smile.

　　 "In other words, I am going to be a teacher for those painters, right?"

　　 Su Chen didn't realize that there was something wrong in the little girl's tone, and subconsciously replied: "Yes, that's right, since you agree, I will contact Lightning Strike Library again."

　　 eagerly contacted Yuzu to clarify what he meant, and the other party said that it would take some time to reply. After all, she is an editor who cannot influence this kind of major event related to the future trend of the company.

　　 The senior executives got a letter from Su Chen at the first time. They were a bit disappointed that it was not Mao Xuewang who came in person.

　　 But according to the other party's intention, this person who was introduced is somewhat authentic, probably equivalent to the existence of Maoxuewang's disciple.

　　 According to the previous conditions, it seems that it is not a loss to dig such a great god.

　　 In the end, after a long time, the other party replied that he needs to see Su Xiaoxiao's painting level first, and if he meets the expected standard, he will agree to the previous requirements.

　　 So, on the second day, the first live broadcast of the company's internal teaching, which attracted the attention of those painters, began like this.

　　 Lightning Strike Library’s internal multimedia studio, a group of painters gathered here. There were more than 30 of them, including men and women, young and old.

　　 At this time, these people are very perversely entering the live broadcast room to listen to the class, just like a student party in the online class.

　　 But this group of people rely on painting for food, and the curiosity for knowledge is much higher than that of students.

　　 "I didn't expect that Teacher Mao Xuewang was invited to give us a class. It's amazing."

　　 "Ah? Isn't it Mao Xuewang's personal apprentice? You didn't examine the question carefully."

　　 "The original saying was about the painter who jointly operated the Mao Xuewang account, and the death note was also completed by the two. It must be at the same level as Mao Xuewang!" This painter is well-founded.

　　 "Hey, don't talk about anything else, what kind of person do you think the one who came to teach us this time?" someone suddenly asked.

　　 As soon as this remark came out, it immediately aroused various discussions among the gossip painters.

"I guess the account that can manage the blood and blood, I guess, it should be a person similar to our chairman. He is impeccable and has outstanding temperament..." a middle-aged painter guessed, "Oh, yes, consider When I go to someone’s house, I specialize in painting, so my hair may grow a little longer."

　　 After listening, the young female painter on the side smiled and expressed her point of view: "I think it is definitely a young man of my age. Well, it is best to be a handsome guy with a domineering presidential temperament."

　　 "What are you thinking about... Do you think you are writing a novel?" The male compatriots around him rolled their eyes.

　　How could there be such a **** thing?

　　 If you think the artist is a handsome guy, then I think he is a cute little loli.

　　 In short, all painters are looking forward to Su Xiaoxiao's arrival.

　　 While everyone was chatting and guessing his identity, the live broadcast room on the big screen lit up.

　　 Everyone stopped to communicate and looked at the big screen together, wanting to see the true face of the master who runs the Maoxuewang account~www.NovelMTL.com~ However.

　　 What appeared in the live broadcast room was an upright drawing board, and there was no face they wanted to see at all.

　　 Suddenly, a group of painters were all disappointed.

　　Thinking about it carefully, it’s just a live drawing test of teaching significance, and it’s not entertainment. Why do people show their faces?

　　 But even if you don’t show your face, you have to say hello.

　　 Soon, when a soft and cute girl voice sounded in the live broadcast room, everyone was shocked.

　　 "Hello everyone, I am an artist who has run the Maoxuewang account and painted Death Note."

　　 Su Xiaoxiao's soft and cute voice did not have a trace of stage fright.

　　 Anyway, she is also a big and popular anchor, and it's not enough to make her feel nervous just because these more than 30 painters are listening online at the same time.

　　 She is not nervous because she is not nervous, but, after saying hello, waiting for nearly a minute in the live broadcast room, she was surprised that there was no bullet screen, which made the little girl frowned.

what happened?

　　 Have all these artists cut out to play games?

　　 How come you say hello without anyone sending a message?

　　……

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