A Comprehensive Black Belly Movement

"Oh!"

Megumi, who was lying on the massage chair, trembled slightly, looking a little happy.

hum ~ hum ~

Caller ID: Edit.

As soon as the connection was connected, a pleasant voice came from the opposite side: "Hey, are you not a teacher?"

"Miss Xia Ge?"

As soon as Nishinomiya said that, he sat down on the small sofa area of ​​the bedroom, "Is something wrong?"

'girl? '

Kei, who keenly judged the gender from Nishinomiya's address, looked at Nishinomiya with curiosity, then got up and stepped on the boat socks and sat beside Nishinomiya, holding up his cup and slightly pricked up his ears.

Shaozhong Tangxia Ge said: "The thing I told you last time, the participating painters have already sent the works, do you want to see it for yourself?"

"..."

Ena is obviously very concerned, but pretending not to care is really too loving!

In the first 940 hours when she put down the cup, Nishinomiya Tsuruichi couldn't help but took her into his arms with one hand.

A whisper!

Hui Yan gave him a strange look.

"Don't be a teacher, are you listening?"

Nishiyaji made a 'boo' gesture at Megumi: "Ah? Sorry, what artist? Why don't I have any impression?"

"Eh, really... you don't care too much about your own work, don't you?"

Editor Shao Zhongtang Xage was rarely helpless: "Illustrator, illustrator... Isn't Mr. Kusama, the illustrator of "King of the Undead" hospitalized due to exhaustion and serious illness? The editorial department has decided to recruit new talents in the industry. Illustrator, I asked you for instructions before!"

"Oh...is this something!"

As soon as Nishinomiya suddenly realized, he glared slightly at Megumin who poked his cheek inexplicably, then pinched her cheek vindictively: "You pass all the qualified ones, and send them to my mailbox, I'll make a decision after reading them. !"

Shaozhong Tangxia Ge: "Well, okay, sorry to bother you!"

The call is interrupted.

Megumin didn't say anything to him, but it was obvious that he wanted to ask.

"edit!"

As soon as Nishinomiya said that, he changed the angle of the person she was leaning against, picked up the phone and said, "Just right, my previous illustrator seems to have a broken liver, and now I have to replace it with a new one. You can help me take a look!"

........

Chapter 47: The truth of the book painters!

Hui looked puzzled: "Is the liver damaged?"

Nishinomiya nodded: "That's right, the liver is broken!"

Hui: "I don't understand, what do you mean?"

"Simply put, it means working overtime every night and staying up late to work, and in the end, overworked and overwhelmed...he was admitted to the hospital!"

Nishinomiya Tsurugi shrugged and spread his hands: "And this disease requires a long time to recuperate. Without three and a half months, I generally won't work again, unless I die."

"..."

Megumin was a little confused: "So Yingri and Sagiri are working so hard!?"

"Well, strictly speaking, comics are more tiring than those who draw illustrations..."

Nishinomiya said: "But it's based on hobbies and taking orders according to one's ability, so it's not so exaggerated. I heard that the illustrator in charge of my illustration has some problems with his life style and is hollowing out his kidneys. , and it continues to burst liver, it seems that it is not difficult to understand that it will be admitted to the hospital!!"

Hui: (⊙o⊙)…

"..."

Tsuguichi Nishinomiya: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Hui: "It's nothing... just... I think... Siyi, if you don't pay attention... it's also dangerous!"

"......"

After a moment, Nishinomiya hooked the corner of his mouth, and whispered a few words beside Hui's ear, the latter's face instantly turned red into a tomato, and he sipped Nishinomiya one by one.

Between the cursing, the mail came!

There are a total of 18 illustrations with the title of a certain volume and chapter of "King of the Undead", and the works of the [-] artists under the same title have their own characteristics.

While Megumi was slowly sliding the phone screen, Nishinomiya Suichi was also paying attention, and after a while, the page slid to the bottom.

"So it's so 々〃!"

Nishinomiya Tsugu, who seemed to notice something, said, "How about it, which one would you choose?"

Hui looked again and had a choice: "This...or...this!"

Nishinomiya couldn't help laughing when he saw this: "Why?"