After being divorced, I pried the corner of my ex-husband

Xia Bing was thinking about how to let his father show off his illegitimate son, and besides, although he pretended to be Wu Tian last time, he had just been in contact with Quan Zhenying not long ago.

It is still possible for a person's appearance and temperament to create a fresh and strange feeling, but it is difficult to conceal the change in the voice.Even if it can be modified, it is difficult to maintain it for too long.What's more, they met at night that day, with the dim lighting of the bar as an auxiliary touch-up, even with heavy makeup on, everything still... more natural.

But broad daylight is different.Foundation, contouring, highlighter eyeliner...these all have nowhere to hide.He negotiated with him with Xia Bing's face... just because he was afraid that when he looked back, Wu Tian's outline didn't look like that night, so it was quite troublesome.

Xia Hongyi also acted vigorously and called Peng Haitao to the office at that time, and arranged tasks in front of Xia Bing.

When Peng Haitao entered the office, he also made eye contact with Xia Bing, nodded to him like everyone else, and called out "Young Master Xia", after that, he never looked at Xia Bing again.When Xia Hongyi explained the task, he listened carefully, did not ask any questions, and accepted the task completely.

Xia Bing has been silently observing their expressions.

Everything looks normal.

Normal to become more and more abnormal.

Don't you ask how much you want to achieve in the end?Don't you ask why?Don't ask if there is a backup plan if it can't be done?

Anyway, he didn't ask at all.It was as if he had known for a long time, was very familiar with it, and coming here to accept the mission was just a formality, and they had checked those details many times.

"I see. Chairman." Peng Haitao ended with these words.He quickly exited Xia Hongyi's office.

Looking at the background of his departure, Xia Bing wished to install a video bug on him, so as to find clues from his communication with Quan Zhenying and collect them as evidence.

It's a pity that I can't do it, I can only think about it.

After a day of intrigue in the workplace, when he returned to his home, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Guanying sent him a message, saying that there were cold dishes he had made in the refrigerator, all of which were sealed, and they could be eaten directly or reheated in the microwave.He also told him to cook noodles for himself, and the ingredients were divided and placed in the refrigerator.It's better to eat it hot, so as not to upset the stomach.

Xia Bing thought, besides his mother, Li Guanying was the only one who would be so careful with him.

He thought of Wen Huiru.A while ago, he finally went to visit Wen Huiru with Xia Hongyi.It's just a coincidence that when we went, Wen Huiru had just been sedated and fell asleep.They met, but did not speak.

Xia Hongyi comforted him and said that it is good to see this side.If it wasn't for falling asleep, they might not have let us in.

Because the patient was resting, they didn't stay for too long, and they were rushed out by the doctor after watching it for less than 10 minutes.

He held Wen Huiru's hand by the hospital bed.

I haven't seen him for a few months, and his hands are no longer plump and supple as he remembered, but shriveled and thin.

At that time, he was sad for a while, and tears almost came down.

When Xia Hongyi dragged him out of the ward, he heard ghostly screams in the corridor.

He remembered the days when he was trapped in Nanzhao Hengli Group, and he dared not go to the second floor of the villa.There were always people screaming, begging for mercy vaguely, yelling that I was going to die and so on.

He still remembers the feeling of the click hitting himself, the crackling sound, the pain like a needle stabbing knife, mixed with the burnt smell of burnt flesh, really drilled into his nose.

He suddenly felt chills all over his body, short of breath, and his legs had no strength, so he could only squat down and hug himself tightly.

A voice in his head said to him, "Let me out."

Xia Hongyi stopped to look at him, and then at the doctor next to him.He knelt down and put his arms around Xia Bing's shoulders, whispering softly in his ear: "Bing Bing, is there something wrong with you? Come home with Dad. I told you not to let you come, but you just want to come. The environment here Did it make you think of those bad things? Or... let the doctor prescribe you a medicine? We don't need to be hospitalized, just go home and recuperate."

Xia Hongyi's words made him shudder.He seemed to see someone holding down his hands and feet, trying to inject some unknown liquid into his body with a needle.He clenched his fists and pretended to be calm, shook his head and forced a smile: "Dad, I'm fine, it's just that I didn't eat breakfast in a hurry in the morning, maybe I have hypoglycemia."

"Oh, you child, you didn't tell Dad earlier. Now, eat some of this first." Xia Hongyi patted his thigh, took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, and put it in Xia Bing's hand. "Your mother suffers from hypoglycemia too, and I always carry some candy with me."

At that moment, Xia Bing's head was buzzing, making him unable to tell whether he was in fantasy or reality.He took the candy and squeezed it in his hand, but he didn't eat it.

He opened the refrigerator, and inside were all kinds of neatly arranged fresh-keeping boxes, with labels on them, and the storage time and contents of the items were written on the labels.

Raw and cooked are separated, and the finished and semi-finished products that can be eaten directly are also marked on the box.

Xia Bing wanted to eat a cold salad, so he took it out and put it on the dining table to wait for it to warm up a bit.

Ramen and ingredients are stored separately, and the quantity and combination of meat and vegetables are just right.

When pouring the ingredients into the pot, Xia Bing thought, he would be most at ease eating the ingredients made by Li Guanying.

I feel that a person like Li Guanying, who was able to scold Fang Qiu on the battlefield in that era, and turned to the kitchen bar in modern society, seems a bit inferior.If he can learn finance, maybe he can turn the battlefield to the market.

Modern society is different from ancient times. If you want to live a better life with dignity, you still have to rely on your own ability to make money.At critical moments, even my own father may be unreliable.

After dinner, Xia Bing went into the studio to work on his serial comics.

The popularity of this serial is not bad, and clicking to subscribe is very good.After chasing after many fans, they followed his previous work as well, and there began to appear a lot of messages urging updates after the work that was cheated.His editor in charge also became interested in him. In the past ten days and a half months, he did not send a message once, but in the past two days, he communicated more with him, and put forward some suggestions for his future works planning.

First, maintain the current serial frequency. If more than half of the outline is still very popular, then consider lengthening the outline.

Second, there is a high demand for re-updates of previously discontinued works, so it is necessary to re-update as soon as possible.But the complex can not be continuously updated, I hope he can improve efficiency and produce as soon as possible.

This is the third and most important point.Since Xia Bing's own painting style is very mature and recognizable, many fans come for his painting style.The platform is now considering letting him manga the popular and popular novels of the brother platform, which can be regarded as a strong alliance and a dream linkage.The fans of the author of the novel and his own fans will have a complementary effect on each other.At that time, the popularity will definitely skyrocket again.Therefore, the platform hopes that he will start to connect with the author to determine the project as soon as possible.

Xia Bing immediately expressed embarrassment to the editor-in-charge: "I have limited energy now, so it's hard to take care of both. It's very difficult to do the first two things. It's really hard to start the third one."

Hua Diegui, the editor-in-chief, replied: "Mr. Xia, I sincerely hope that you can seize this wave of popularity and let more people see your strength. As for the issue of energy... I have two suggestions for you. Think about it. One is full-time, focusing on creation; the other is to set up a studio, divide labor and cooperate, and the efficiency can be doubled.”

He understood the editor's suggestion.Establishing a studio is an operation that many high-production cartoonists will do.

The cartoonist himself does the character style and the main plot design, and then someone in the team is responsible for adapting the script, splitting the mirror, drawing the line draft, refining the finished product, coloring the color draft, etc...

But, this does not mean that you can do it right away. It takes time to set up a team, and it takes time to adapt.If you want to get the effect of 1 plus 1 greater than 2, you need to communicate fully in the early stage.More importantly, it is another matter to connect with the author, communicate the details of the adaptation, and design the chapters of the comics.After all, this is also his first attempt at collaborating with others on a finished comic.

The editor Huadiegui told him not to worry too much, saying that he would be given time to think about it, as long as he replied before next Friday.After finishing speaking, she sent over a novel document, saying that it was the most popular novel in the Lujiang Bookstore next door. Its name was "Emperor Kun". one time.

At that time, he didn't want to take the job, and he threw the document aside when he received it.When he finished drawing and saving his serial works, he was really tired, so he poured himself a cup of cold-brew jasmine milk tea, lay flat on the sofa and opened the article "Emperor Kun" to read.

Once I saw this, I couldn't stop.

In addition to the attractive plot, more importantly... how familiar is this style of writing!

And the background of this era...

Until he saw some particularly familiar expressions...

ah!A bolt of lightning flashed in Xia Bing's mind like a thunderbolt.No wonder this style of writing is familiar! "Love God of War" is this style!

When he read a chapter later and found a name that also appeared in "Love God of War" in the text, he was even more sure that the author of "Kunhuang" was the author of "Love God of War"!

He shivered excitedly and sat up abruptly from the sofa.

This cooperation must be achieved!

He immediately sent a message to Huadiegui: "Adie, when can I meet the author of "Emperor Kun"? I want to chat with her first."

Just after the message was sent, the door lock clicked, and Li Guanying and Zhao Yizhen entered the door together.

"Ah Bing! Wu Tian was taken away by the police! What do you think will happen in case of cheating?" They said in unison when they saw Xia Bing.