Universe Infinite Canteen.

Chapter 700 Pen Comes
"It wasn't me in the first two weeks either!" Qi Yu blurted out, but then realized that he seemed to have let the cat out of the bag again.

Fortunately, the female editor didn't react at all. She probably didn't understand what I meant.

Qi Yu changed his tone and said, "Since it has been postponed for two weeks, readers will get used to it if it is postponed for another week."

“This may be just a small amount of money for you, but you are now the mainstay of Penguin Comics. Because you haven’t updated for two weeks, the platform’s traffic and daily active users have been declining, and the income of other authors has also declined.

"Especially for new authors. It's already difficult for them to make a living from comics. Now is the era of short videos, and fewer and fewer people read comics. As the boss of the platform, you need to cheer up at this time and lead everyone through the difficulties with your excellent works! Don't you agree, Boss Ma?"

The female editor turned around and asked Malu for help.

Malu thought about it and said, "Ah, although that's what I said, we still have to respect the author's wishes. We can't force Qi Yu to continue serializing just because other authors are having difficulties... This feels a bit like moral kidnapping."

Who knew Qi Yu was silent for a while and then said, "Pen."

The female editor was overjoyed when she heard this and quickly handed over the paintbrush. She was about to say something to thank him when she heard Qi Yu ask again, "How do you use this specifically?"

"what?"

"I'm just kidding. I've studied it these past two days and I think I've got it figured out." Qi Yu turned on the computer, connected the graphics tablet, and scratched his head again.

"But I'm not very good at drawing dramas, and like you, I have no idea what will happen next."

"It's okay, teacher, you always say that, but you can draw wonderful pictures even without a story outline." The female editor encouraged, "So just use your imagination to your heart's content. Everyone likes your imaginative stories."

"Imagination? This word is a little strange to me, but I'll try my best. But I really can't draw a serious drama, so is fan fiction okay?"

"Fan fiction? Oh, you mean the sequel? Logically, you should have drawn chapter 633 this week, but if you really want to do more sequels, that's not impossible." The female editor gritted her teeth and said, "As long as you are willing to update, I can convince the editor-in-chief."

"Then I'll draw a sequel. I did think of a story before." Qi Yu said, "And...how many pages do you want to draw?"

"Comics are usually 17 to 20 pages long. Of course, if you're willing to draw more, that would be even better."

"Then I'll just draw 17 pages. It's a short story anyway."

Qi Yu picked up the paintbrush and thought of something else. "Oh, right, I recently got the flu, a very serious kind. I almost died, which caused my painting skills to decline significantly."

"You have the flu?" The female editor looked Qi Yu up and down with a suspicious look on her face. "But didn't you order room service yesterday? I couldn't tell at all."

"We can't skip the topic of room service anymore, right?" Qi Yu was speechless.

"Please draw it for me first. If it doesn't work, I can ask someone to help you refine it."

"Okay then." Qi Yu scratched his head, "Then I'll draw it."

After he finished speaking, the digital pen just hovered over the digital tablet, without moving.

Then I simply closed my eyes.

About 5 minutes later, just when the female editor was wondering if he was trying to avoid updating by pretending to be asleep, Qi Yu suddenly opened his eyes.

After that, he let out a breath, and the paintbrush in his hand finally moved. He painted very slowly at first, scribbles and corrects.

Sometimes he had to go online to look up the plots he had drawn before, but after half an hour he finally finished the first page. However, Qi Yu did not put down his pen and go eat chili tacos, but continued to draw the second page. This time he was much faster and finished it in less than 20 minutes.

After that, he continued to draw the third page without stopping, and he finished all 17 pages in one go.

The chili con carne tacos had long gone cold, but Qi Yu didn't eat a single bite. Later on, he was so absorbed in painting that he didn't even drink a sip of water.

From Malu's perspective as an observer, at least at this moment he does look like a great cartoonist.

However, when Qi Yu showed the finished draft, Malu decided to take back his previous words.

This is completely at the level of children's simple drawings.

If the supporting character hadn't called him by his name, Malu would never have been able to tell that the somewhat arrogant-looking matchstick man was the protagonist Zhang Chulan.

The female editor also fell silent after receiving the draft.

She suspected that she had pushed Qi Yu too hard before, causing him to rebel, and finally he handed in some idiotic graffiti to get the job done, using this way to express his dissatisfaction.

The female editor thought of this and looked up at Qi Yu opposite her, only to see the latter stretching his head and asking expectantly, "How is it?"

"It's just complete nonsense..." A look of fatigue appeared on the female editor's face. She had begun to doubt the meaning of doing this job.

She became an editor because of her love for comics, but after joining the job she found that the job was different from what she had imagined. With a meager salary, she had to battle wits with authors every day, constantly urging them to submit manuscripts and reviewing them, like a machine that never stopped.

However, no one would notice her efforts. When a wonderful chapter was successfully released, readers would only praise the author. Moreover, because she used all means to urge the author to submit the manuscript, she would be disliked by the author and humiliated like now.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to go back to my hometown, take the civil service exam, and live a down-to-earth life.

Just then, she suddenly heard a burst of laughter.

“Hahahaha, what the hell is this? Even though it’s stupid and the drawings are all messed up, it’s unexpectedly quite interesting. It’s really imaginative. Why is the final opponent Xiong Er?”

The female editor looked up and found that the person who was speaking was Malu, the owner of the Universe Infinite Canteen.

The latter had just finished reading the extra chapter drawn by Qi Yu using Qi Yu's notebook.

Qi Yu scratched his head, "Because my daughter asked for it."

"When did you have a daughter? You're not married yet."

"Oh, I meant to draw it for my future daughter."

"Okay, I like it, but I don't know if other readers like this messy style. And Xiong Er's work is a bit infringing."

"Is it copyright infringement? Ah, I didn't think of that. How about changing it to Gao Fei?"

"If you dare to mess with Disney, I think you want to lose everything."

The female editor then quickly browsed through Qi Yu's new work on her mobile phone. She couldn't help but burst out laughing after reading only three pages, but her face soon turned serious again. However, she couldn't hold it back after reading only two pages, and finally she laughed until tears came out.

(End of this chapter)