When I Was a Copywriter, I Was Urged to Update by the Original Character

After hearing the reminder left by Sangong Miaoyue, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu hurriedly picked up a passerby heroine on the table, and followed Sangong Miaoyue's instructions, and turned the book to the last page.

Then he stared at the small words in the lower right corner.

This story is purely fictitious, any similarity is purely coincidental...

"Flower Q! Flower Q!"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu put the book on the ground.

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Can't even see or hear.

Sangong Miaoyue can also imagine the appearance of Xiazhiqiu Shiyu throwing the book on the ground and jumping.

What happened to Xiazhiqiu Shiyu could be regarded as a wake-up call for him.

It wasn't a big secret that his address was in the editorial office because he needed to send something.

If you want to check, you can still find it.

This place is no longer safe for him.

Of course, this insecurity does not refer to life.

If conditions permit, he will still choose the option of moving.

I provoke, but I want to hide!

What can you do to me? !

I don't just want to hide!And I'm going to hide in the next room!

What can you do to me!

Sangong Miaoyue showed an indescribable smile on her face.

Then I buried my head and continued to rush to draft.

No matter how you say it, it is impossible for Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu to find him so quickly.

Bar···

With such thoughts in mind, Sangong Miaoyue temporarily put aside the matter of Kasumigaoka Shiyu, and continued to rush to work.

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He turned his gaze back to the editorial department.

Realizing that she was brushed, Kasumigaoka Shiwa stomped her feet angrily.

If this phone didn't belong to the editorial department, it would have already been decapitated by this time.

Hearing Kasumigaoka Shiyu's stomping, the editor walked in with a pile of documents in both hands.

No need to ask, just listening to Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's stomping sound, he knew that after he left, the conversation between the two was not pleasant.

"Damn! Damn..."

Hearing the rhythmic stomping sound of Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, the editor shook his head helplessly. When passing by Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, he loosened a piece of paper that was intentionally jammed and fell on the ground, just in front of Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, and then He sat at his work station, talking to himself.

"Ah, it's been a long time since I sorted out the personal information of these pigeons. I just have time today, so let's sort it out a little bit."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu heard the words and quickly picked up the personal information that fell on the ground. It was written on it was the address, phone number, and a two-inch photo of his life.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, in this world of hair and eye colors, such a combination is not uncommon, it is quite common, but it is not difficult to see the young man's Japanese-English mixed blood from these characteristics.

In this two-dimensional world where the appearance is generally high, the appearance of young people can be regarded as high-end in some female-oriented works. In the photo, Sangong Miaoyue has a faint smile on his face, and his eyes are flat Nothing could be seen, his slender neck and thin but very strong collarbone could be clearly seen from the thin summer clothes.

Unlike the good-looking male protagonists with neutral appearance in most novels, although the appearance of the young man is not so resolute and tough, it is also a standard male face. It can be seen at a glance that this is a reliable adult male. It feels like a young handsome uncle.

But judging from his appearance, it is impossible to imagine that he is the same person on the phone.

It can only be said that people cannot be judged by their appearance.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu said with some emotion.

Then wrote down Sangong Miaoyue's address, then put this document on the editor's desk with great care, thanked him in a low voice, and then rushed to the devil's lair alone!

At this time, Sangong Miaoyue was still writing hard and fast, and kept adding a style of painting called Araki line to the original draft, and then used unskilled techniques to split the mirror.

Little did he know that trouble was about to come his way.

Maybe...more than one?

Before Xiazhiqiu Shiyu received the light novel from the editorial department, one person had already discovered the seriousness of the problem in advance.

Sawamura Eirili, compared to Kasumigaoka Shiwa's belated awareness, as an illustrator, Eirili found out that something was wrong.

As an illustrator, she had no impression of a work before it was sold.

This is clearly not right!

Eri Sawamura frowned and felt that things were not easy jpg.