i like you so much

"Are you really going to take full responsibility?" Jin Suxi propped his chin and looked at him seriously.

Song Joong Ki put the first book cover in front of her and smiled at her.Jin Suxi sighed and said helplessly: "Well, since you are so determined, then don't regret it."

After finishing speaking, Kim So Hee entered the room, found something and handed it to Song Joong Ki.

He subconsciously looked at the hard and cold thing in his hand, and after a closer look, he found that it was a seal.

"The previous autograph books were all signed by me. She stamped it like this. Since you have to be fully responsible, then it's up to you to stamp it." After finishing speaking, Jin Suxi blinked and smiled triumphantly: "It's no longer possible. I regret it~"

Song Zhongji calmly took the ink pad on the side, stared at her suddenly and said seriously: "I never regret the decision I made."

Jin Suxi was taken aback by his serious face, unable to react for a long time.

Suddenly, his approaching face made her unable to avoid it, and when he was about to fall on his back, he stopped.

Jin Suxi felt his hand was grabbed by him and put into a pen.Seeing her stunned look, Song Zhongji smiled triumphantly, "work!"

Jin Suxi will not admit that he was so fascinated by him just now, but it is so obvious, she can guarantee that he must have done it on purpose!

She held the pen tightly, pulled off the cap vigorously, and gave him a vicious look when she was writing.

This uncle is really becoming more and more hateful, he doesn't blush when he does things with a little girl.

As the night deepened, there was only one lamp left in the living room, except for the sound of Jin Suxi's pen tip across the paper, and the slight sound of Song Zhongji stamping his seal, the two cooperated in a neither fast nor slow rhythm.

However, I thought I had signed a lot, so Jin Suxi rubbed his wrists, desperately looking at the signed ones and the unsigned ones, which were quietly piled aside in the contrasting posture of a small hill and a big mountain.

"Omo! Why are there so many~" She hugged her head and howled.

At this time, she will deeply feel how good the printing age is.

"Aren't I going to accompany you?" Song Joong Ki kept stamping on the side.

Jin Suxi scratched her hair irritably, and said angrily: "You just press one action, I will have to write for a long time! How can it be the same? My wrist is sore!"

Song Zhongji had no choice but to look up and count the pile of signed book covers: "There are none of these hundred copies. This is good, every time you sign a hundred books, I will give you a reward and let you rest for 10 minutes."

"Really?" Jin Suxi's eyes lit up, and he immediately continued to sign like chicken blood.

It's just that, this time, there were more conversations between the two during the signing.

"When you hold an autograph session, you have to sign your name many times a day, right? Star autographs, do you practice that time-saving and labor-saving writing method? If I knew it, I would find someone to design it for me."

"Not only signatures, but also handshakes. My wrists need hot compresses all morning."

Jin Suxi was surprised: "Sure enough, there is no easy industry in this world~ Can I make a small request?"

"No." Song Joong Ki instantly changed into a cold man without any pressure.

"Why? You didn't even listen to my request!"

"You have to work hard."

"But I'm very tired today, I need some other assistance to make me forget about being tired!"

"Why are you so tired?"

"I went to run a marathon, and I haven't had much rest yet, so I said that I would sign more than 1000 copies!" While talking, Jin Suxi fell to the floor with a pillow in his arms.

Before Nai He fell down, he was pulled up by the cruel uncle Song Joong Ki: "Then why are you running a marathon?"

"Because my boyfriend candidate Park Jung Min asked me to go!"

"Candidate? That's just a preparation, not a quasi-candidate. The sunny man needs to bask in the sun, what are you going to do? You're asking for such tiredness, get up and finish the job!"

The landlord uncle is so cruel!Jin Suxi pursed her mouth unwillingly and picked up the pen, and while flicking the flying knife from the corner of her eye, she wrote vigorously: "Fortunately, you are not my editor, otherwise I would have no way out, you should be an actor!"

"Even if I'm not your editor, I can still kill you." Song Zhongji said coolly.

Although Jin Suxi didn't know what the meaning behind it was, her intuition told her that it's better not to ask.

In this way, while making jokes and making jokes, Kim Su-hee finally completed a hundred autographs.Putting down the pen that consumed a lot of ink, Jin Suxi rubbed his wrist, raised his eyebrows and said, "One hundred copies are over, please give me a reward!"

After Song Zhongji pressed a seal on the book cover in front of him, he stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

I only had a steak and a bowl of pasta for dinner, and Jin Suxi was already very hungry.Seeing him going to the kitchen again, Jin Suxi followed him happily.

"what are you going to do?"

Song Zhongji took out eggs and rice from the refrigerator, and Jin Suxi's eyes lit up: "Do you want to make omelet rice for me?"

During the period when "Roof House" was broadcast, Kim So-hee was fascinated by omelet rice for a long time, but spreading eggs was not her forte, and the omelet rice she made every time was far from the ideal one.

Jin Suxi turned around and went to find the ketchup in the refrigerator, looking ready.

What she saw was that under the dim light in the kitchen, the man was beating the eggs nimbly. After stirring the egg liquid, he sprinkled some salt to taste, and poured the egg liquid into the frying pan to form a round shape.

Especially the action of shaking the pot is almost bloody.

Jin Suxi kept his face calm, and frantically swiped the screen in his heart.

Anyway, she never imagined that there would be a man making omelet rice for her late at night!

When the two servings of omelet rice were served, Jin Suxi sat on a chair, using ketchup as a pen in his hand, to draw on the golden egg skin.

Song Zhongji didn't rush her when he saw her concentration, but just sat with the tableware for two people and watched her draw seriously.

"The one I drew for you is my first work when I was 16 years old, and it is also the first work I put on the Internet for everyone to see after I went to college." Jin Suxi drew the Q version of the hero and heroine.

Compared with the previous style of painting, the current characters are naturally much more refined.

"At that time, my painting style was extremely bad! But fortunately, manga was still developing at that time, and everyone was a novice, so even if my painting style was bad, it was not so bad that everyone could not accept it." Jin Suxi didn't pay attention to the painting To his own slightly complacent tone.

Song Zhongji looked at her little happy look, and his heart also felt a little joyful along with her.

"Do you remember your rookie period?" Jin Suxi suddenly raised his head and asked him.

"remember."

"Although our professions are different, the feeling of being newcomers should be the same, right? I am full of fantasies and expectations for this profession, and I am extremely enthusiastic!"

"The level of drawing of cartoonists is the same as that of your actors. If the cartoon characters are ugly, that is the original sin! Not to mention people who read cartoons, even cartoonists themselves can't accept it."

"In my first comic, someone sent me a letter complaining that the characters were ugly, and I was sad for a long time."

Song Zhongji felt a little funny about Jin Suxi's sad face: "Everyone grows up slowly. Everyone is the same newcomer at the beginning. Only by accepting criticism can we become better."

"Yeah! I comforted myself that much at the time." Kim Su-hee finished painting Song Joong-ki's omelet rice, handed her the plate, and turned to paint her own.

Song Zhongji took the plate and didn't eat it, just waiting for her.

"Later, my character became more beautiful. Someone came out and said that my character is very similar to so-and-so's manga character, okay! I admit that I referenced other people's manga protagonist, but I made sure to design it myself So many different things!"

"What then?"

"Later? Make a public apology and say that I will revise it until it doesn't look like it." Jin Suxi recalled that experience, and his expression became very sad.

"At that time, I still had a lot of classes to attend, various homework, small papers to write, and social practice. During the break time, I was busy changing the character design. It was a gloomy day comparable to hell."

"Later, I finally had my own style and a certain number of fans, and someone pointed out that I had no innovation in the character design of several comics in a row."

"Just like this, I was drawing my own comics while being sprayed, and suddenly one day, yo, I found out that I have become a very popular cartoonist!" Kim So-hee reproduced the surprised look when she heard the news at that time Show Song Zhongji: "At that time, my thought was, why did it become popular?"

Song Zhongji glanced at her already formed tomato painting, and said with a smile: "The hard work you put in will always pay off."

"Yes! But at that time, I wondered if I was lucky!" Jin Suxi closed the pen: "Qing, qiang, qiang~ It's done! Is it beautiful?"

She looked at him questioningly, Song Zhongji gave a thumbs up: "Very good!"

For a moment, Jin Suxi was a little stunned.This seemed to be the first time in years that someone had said she was great.

"We must continue to work hard in the future!" He clenched his fist and lightly touched her forehead: "Let's start now, you have to continue to sign in a while."

Jin Suxi woke up from being moved, and her sad mood came up again. She wailed: "I must spend a lot of money to hire someone to learn my signature, and then sign it for me!"

As he spoke, he scooped rice into his mouth.

Jin Suxi's signature of more than 1000 books was completed when the sky was slightly bright, and it was five or six hours before Pu Yahui came to pick up the book cover.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Song Zhongji woke up first, looked at the little girl who was already asleep on the coffee table, and smiled and covered her with a thin blanket.