When Yu Zhehong came here, one of the candy candy and the dream gemstone he gave to Teacher Bo.Needless to say, the former is not worth much; the latter has already been broken, but it is very fun to have a buff that can enter dreams together.

It's just that, these two things are considered to be bought, and for Mr. Bo, they are actually available at your fingertips.This time, Yu Zhehong wanted to make something by hand, which would be more memorable.

He thought about painting a painting before, but he felt that the sincerity of a painting was not enough.However, he did think it would be best to keep the "painting" element.

What about comics?

No, no, he is too familiar with this, always seeming perfunctory...

Yu Zhehong spread out his own small notebook, wrote and drew many plans on it, but he still rejected them all.

In the past 20 years combined, this is the first time he has spent so much time thinking of a gift for a person.

Needless to say, Yu Zhehong’s previous life, in his boyhood before he fell ill, he gave out many gifts—throwing stacks of paper roses with sonnets written on them to the girls on the stage, drawing pictures on the side of the road. People? Like giving to passers-by? On birthdays? Designing a word art with a name on the cake surface... Those gifts are not out of the ordinary, but somewhat frivolous, and don't take him too much time?

He didn't want to give Bo Yin such a gift.

He tapped his head, sighed, took out a lollipop and put it in his mouth.

"Forget it, let's make the sunshine ball first." Yu Zhehong said to himself, putting the pair of fragmented reference objects aside.

Sunshine Ball must be done for more than one day, and he still has a lot of time to think.

Yu Zhehong first made a glass cover. Although he didn't know if it would be feasible in the end, he kind of wanted to add the characteristic elements of the glass bottom to the sunshine ball.

The glass cover fired for the first time was not very successful. It was pure and transparent, and the surface was not completely smooth, but had different thicknesses, and some places showed a frosted texture.Yu Zhehong took a small lamp in and took a picture, and the knuckles through the cover became a bit like an oil painting.

It is clear when you look closely, but at first glance, some places are blurred like fog.

He froze for a moment, as if he had suddenly caught something? Inspiration, he shook the small lamp.

Inside the glass cover, light and shadow suddenly swayed and swayed, like a dreamland of water and moon.

... Yu Zhehong rose? An idea came up.

He hurriedly recorded this inspiration in a booklet, and after writing it down, an endless stream of detailed ideas appeared, almost writing down a large paragraph in one breath.

Yu Zhehong looked at that passage, holding the note and laughing.

Satisfied, he immediately decided to use this plan and stuffed the notes into his small pocket.Looking around, he quietly sent those reference books back.Then I went back to the office and started to make a sunshine ball...

The next morning.

Yu Zhehong stared and opened his eyes, suddenly woke up, and found that he was back on the bed in the room.

He fell asleep while doing it last night!

Yu Zhehong touched his small pocket for the first time—well, the notebook is still there.

"Teacher Bo?" He rubbed his slightly red eyes, sat up and said, "Did you send me back?"

As long as he called out this name in Chinnes, Boyin would appear immediately, and this time was no exception.

The figure of the god appeared from virtual to real? Beside his bed.Bo Yin frowned slightly, raised his hand and pressed the back of his hand to his forehead, then seemed to be vaguely relieved, put down his hand, and looked at him silently.

There seemed to be condemnation in his eyes.

Yu Zhehong: "..."

He smirked twice, and said embarrassedly, "I accidentally fell asleep..."

Platinum said: "Humans? Humans will get sick if they don't sleep on the bed."

This was what he had found last night, and he had never noticed such a small amount of knowledge before.

He originally wanted to wait for Yu Zhehong to tell him that he wanted to come out to see it, but Yu Zhehong called his name until late at night, and when he entered, he found that Yu Zhehong was lying on the workbench, sleeping soundly.

Only then did Yu Zhehong notice that the owl on his shoulder was holding a bag, which seemed to be a pile of cold medicine.He hurriedly said: "I'm fine, the studio is very warm, I won't catch a cold! And I used to be like this when I was tired from painting!"

To prove it, he quickly got out of bed to show his vitality.

Seeing this, Bo Yin asked the mechanical white owl to take away the bag of medicine.

"Not next time." He said, "Go to the bottom of the glass today."

Yu Zhehong followed him obediently.

but……

He thought to himself, Teacher Bo would still look up that kind of health knowledge?

Yu Zhehong imagined the scene—Mr. Bo held the mobile phone with a serious face, and typed in the search: What would happen if a human being was tired from work and fell asleep on the table?

... Poof, cough cough cough.Thinking of this, Yu Zhehong had a flash of inspiration, and remembered another thing.

"Teacher Bo," Yu Zhehong asked suddenly, "Have you really read my comics?"

Teacher Bo's performance yesterday? It's really suspicious!

Caught off guard, Bo Yin paused for a moment.

He subconsciously said: "No."

Yu Zhehong seemed to think that judging from his previous behavior, he would not do such a thing.

Yu Zhehong narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

The current Bo teacher is no longer the old Bo teacher.

This person? Will tell some innocuous lies, and... Want? To maintain his own style?

"Oh..." Yu Zhehong dragged out his voice, "Well then, I don't think you will either."

certainly not.

In fact, Yu Zhehong was so curious that she was about to explode. Teacher Bo's performance?I don't know if Boyin has the habit of leaving comments, but he decided to check his comment section from today!

Hearing Yu Zhehong's answer, Boyin felt a little depressed for some reason, and wanted to admit it again.

But the two had already reached the bottom of the glazed glass, and Yu Zhehong went to greet the ticket sales staff.

Tonight, Yu Zhehong will continue to take the medicine bath, and will have a short meeting with Bai Jia during the day.

The bottom of the glass in the morning is very lively, especially at this platform, there are trains passing by from time to time.

Through the car window, Yu Zhehong saw many elves with eyes of different colors—they all went to work.The elves around the world have developed to the present, and they have long been connected with each other by space teleportation arrays to promote mutual development.Each of these seemingly retro punk trains is equipped with a time-space teleportation array.

"Mr. Yu! Good morning!" Luoluo ran over with Bai Jia on her arm, rushed up and said, "I'm so excited these days! I didn't know you were the manga author I've been chasing!"

Her eyes were shining brightly, as if she was a small fan, and she handed out an autograph book, "I heard Jiajia said today that she wants to have a meeting with you, and I'll follow right away! Can you sign me, please?"

Yu Zhehong was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "Yes."

He didn't know that there was another one, and he thought that when Bai Jia was selecting an artist, Luo Luo might have said good things for him.

After he finished signing, he looked up and saw Bai Jia with a sour face and a stinky face, and Luo Luo said skillfully: "Jia Jia, I'm just chasing comics, and I'm still eating the CP of Mr. Yu and Mr. Bo! I'm sure I still like you the most!"

Bai Jia: "Hmph."

Yu Zhehong thought it was funny, and wanted to add another sentence, "Wish you and editor-in-chief Bai a happy marriage for a hundred years", but when you lowered your head, you found that the page you just signed was missing: "?"

He glanced up and down, but he still didn't see it. When he turned his head, he found a mechanical white owl emerging from Boyin's sleeve, right? He opened his mouth and yelled.

— with that page in its mouth...?

Yu Zhehong opened his eyes wide, and looked up at Bo Yin, who had a flat face, and looked at him calmly.

Yu Zhehong: "!!"

Teacher Bo is jealous...!

"What's wrong with Dispersion?" Luoluo asked, and Yu Zhehong hurriedly said, "Nothing?"

He quickly signed three lines:

To: Loro

I wish editor-in-chief Bai a happy cooperation for a hundred years!

By: dispersion refraction

"Stop standing there, hurry up? Let's go." Seeing what he signed, Bai Jia snorted, seemingly satisfied.

This is the first official meeting between Yu Zhehong and Bai Jia after he lost his horse. How many people? We found a tea bar. Yu Zhehong and Bai Jia sat opposite each other, and there was a video of Miss Xiao Ming on the light screen next to them.

Today's small meeting was to formally sign the contract. Miss Xiaoming finally confirmed the content, and after talking with Bai Jiazui, she won a few small benefits for Yu Zhehong, and Yu Zhehong could start writing.

He signed his real name and pseudonym, and Bai Jia was on the opposite side, swiping his phone, and suddenly sneered: "That Ku Eryue, I really think I don't cool down fast enough, and we haven't said anything yet?"

Sister Xiao Ming didn't speak very fiercely: "I knew this morning that he and his editor were going to make some small moves. But that's fine, we counterattacked. Dispersion, check Weibo."

Yu Zhehong opened? Hot search, no surprise to see one at the bottom of the list: #库尔月内给一个painter#

Berryman's official publication list has not been released yet, and it is in the confidential stage.Except for Yu Zhehong, who was appointed by Bai Jia, the rest? Including Ku Eryue, they still don't know who is on the list.

But from Yu Zhehong's point of view, Ku Eryue himself probably knows that he has nothing? Hope.

In the past few years, he has been relying on the name of an old master, but the works he produces are increasingly lacking in aura.This time, Yu Zhehong was squeezed out of the list, but compared to other true and veteran masters on this list, he is not competitive.

That's why Ku Eryue did such a thing? So many small tricks, buying himself a hot search troop every three days, just hoping to increase his influence, maybe Berry Man will notice his commercial value; even if it ends up Losing the election, at least it also gained a wave of popularity.

Some time ago today, the heat dropped, and he acted like a demon again.

Kueryue V: [I just learned today that some painters tried to use improper means to replace themselves in the middle of the 15-day list period, but luckily they didn't succeed.I'm a little scared, but I still want to say that in the world of painting, relying on strength to speak, even if I can't compete, I will accept it all.Berryman will not like painters who focus on marketing and don't exercise their strength. This piece of advice is given to a certain painter. 】

It was still talking about "certain painters" before, and then it was directly "a certain painter".With these words, the smell of white lotus almost overflowed the screen.

Yu Zhehong laughed at it, isn't it you who is the most improper among all the people?

It can only be said that Ku Eryue is really not afraid of being slapped in the face.

The entry of connotation is constantly rising from the last place, and many passers-by are excited to come in. After all, what is the content of the connotation? It is the most enjoyable thing for netizens.

[Who is this painter? 】

[Hug Yueyue, I think you can do it! 】

【"A painter who focuses on marketing"? We all know who it is (doge)】

Readers of dispersion and refraction certainly disagreed and began to refute.Soon, the entry has risen to the top ten with the help of the navy and money.

Berryman's official Weibo made a statement.

It didn't say anything, but suddenly announced the list of works that will be published or released in the next three months, ranging from music works to comic works.

The official blog just sprinkled flowers peacefully to express congratulations, not even a single person.But some netizens discovered that Huadian?:

[Hey, wait a minute, am I reading that right?Is there "Salty Travels" By Dispersion Refraction in it? 】

[Sister, you read that right, not only are we scattered, but there is also a certain elderly painter! 】

One after another, more and more people discovered? There was a scuffle under this line, and #库尔月内内一件师# instantly broke through to the top three in the hot search——

And at this moment? A popular Weibo reposting Berryman's official website appeared? In everyone's sight:

Editor-in-Chief of @贝利漫Publishing House-Bai Jia V/Forward: [^_^Berry Man will not like painters who focus on marketing and don't train their skills. I think so too.Let's congratulate @dispersion refraction V, @……]

Netizens who eat melons: [...! ! ! 】

The author has something to say: Editor-in-Chief Bai is an old Onmyoji.

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