I really like your sand sculpture group friends

It's clear that this lady put a lot of effort into his commissioned article.

He had initially thought that since the other party had already given him a discount, they might not care much, but now it seems that he had been judging them by his own petty standards.

Not only did the quality far exceed his expectations, but the other party even submitted the manuscript ahead of schedule.

Aren't creators just a bunch of guys who won't work hard until the very last minute?

Bai Bai: Is there a problem? I can tell her to change it.

Human-Dragon Unity: No, to be honest, the quality is better than I expected.

Human and Dragon in Harmony: I am very grateful to Bai Bai for helping me contact this lady, and please thank her on my behalf.

Bai Bai: Yes, I will.

Bai Bai: Xiao Yi, can I ask you a question?

Human and dragon in harmony: Ask away.

Bai Bai: What is Xiao Yi's manuscript intended for?

What for? Of course, I plan to use them for novel covers and character designs.

However, even though we're just online friends, I still feel it would be too shameful to honestly admit that I'm writing a novel.

Bai Bai: I was just asking out of curiosity. If Xiao Yi doesn't want to talk about it, then forget it.

Oh no, I feel inexplicably guilty.

Uh, at least if it's a white-collar job, it should be fine, right?

...At worst, I'll just say I'm writing a novel and not tell her my name.

Human and dragon as one: These images are intended for use in the novel.

Bai Bai: Huh, is Xiao Yi writing a novel?

Human and dragon in harmony: Yes.

Bai Bai: Can you tell me the name so I can see it?

Human-Dragon Unity: That won't do. It would be too embarrassing to let acquaintances see my novel.

Human-Dragon Unity: After all, a novel is essentially half the author's fantasy.

Bai Bai: Okay, since Xiao Yi says so.

Seeing that Bai Bai gave up asking questions, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Even though he wouldn't tell me if I pressed him, I inexplicably felt like I was bullying Bai Bai, since I asked him to help me find the artist.

Anyway, it's good that Bai Bai doesn't seem to care.

As for exposure, he felt it was unlikely.

His book isn't on the bestseller list yet; you'll have to search through the library to find it.

Surely no one would actually go through every single book just to open a friend's box, right?

Now, his new book, "The Junior Sister Development Plan," finally has a cover and character designs. Previously, he had been using the default cover, which significantly impacted his readership.

As for the submission platform, I chose CatCat, which is also located in H City.

After all, his writing style has always been more light and cheerful, and in terms of compatibility, cat readers are more likely to accept his style.

Thanks to the experience of failing in my previous life, this book was signed early on, but its performance can only be described as mediocre.

But it's okay, with pictures of pretty girls, the image of the junior can finally be expressed more directly.

Although white hair and red eyes are a bit unrealistic, it doesn't matter. Everyone likes white hair and red eyes. So what if it's unrealistic? It's not important.

With white hair and red eyes, wearing a sailor uniform and white stockings, she calls you "senior" or "brother" in a soft and sweet voice.

Who could resist a junior schoolgirl who would shyly look away the moment she met the protagonist's eyes?

At least he couldn't do it, and he had reason to believe that the readers couldn't either.

As for why he didn't simply design it as a combination of a younger sister and a female student, well, he wanted to, but he couldn't do it.

Lying in bed, Mo Xiangwen suddenly remembered that it was time to buy a new computer. His computer was at home and he hadn't brought it with him. He had been typing on his phone all this time, which had been hard work for him.

So he patted the headboard of the bed next to his and asked, "By the way, Lao Qin, how are computer prices these days?"

He hadn't been paying much attention to the prices of computer parts on the market lately, so he simply asked his roommate, who had been keeping an eye on prices.

"Price? It's pretty high now." Qin Yongfeng thought for a moment: "Because of the mining boom, prices have risen quite sharply. You're not planning to buy a computer at a time like this, are you?"

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. A computer is a necessity." Mo Xiangwen sighed. "Let's just get one and use it for now."

“That’s true. It’s quite expensive to go to an internet cafe every day without a computer.” Qin Yongfeng agreed: “Then I’ll help you put together a set. You can buy it online from the list.”

"Okay, thanks."

"Hey, they're just roommates, it's no big deal."

Before long, Qin Yongfeng had written a configuration list for him, and he promptly placed an order.

One advantage of living in H City is that express delivery arrives exceptionally quickly.

No matter which platform you buy it on, it will usually arrive the next day, and in some cases, it can even arrive in the afternoon if you place an order in the morning.

Boys are always full of curiosity about these new electronic devices.

He had just moved the delivery box to its location when it attracted the attention of three people.

Setting up a computer is actually a rather complicated task for beginners, but he's not a beginner anymore.

Although I may have forgotten some details, I should just ask if I don't understand. I have several roommates here, and everyone knows how to assemble a computer.

"Old Mo, you're too slow. Let me install it for you," Qin Yongfeng complained. "You're taking so long to install a memory stick. Just get to it."

"Damn, no need, I can do it myself."

He hadn't built a computer in a long time and was a little nostalgic, so he insisted on building it himself.

Even if I almost make a small mistake, I can quickly correct it with the guidance of my roommate.

After finally finishing the computer installation and installing the system, Mo Xiangwen subconsciously squinted when the familiar startup screen lit up.

Seeing that things had come to this point, and realizing there was nothing more they could do to help, the other three returned to their seats.

Next comes installing software and drivers. Putting aside everything else, at least the new browser and QQ need to be installed first. We'll talk about anything else when we think of it.

He had just logged into QQ on his computer when he saw a pop-up request to join the book club group.

Seeing that the profile picture was Ilya and that the female lead of "The Junior Sister Development Project" was correctly identified, he didn't think she was there to hand out flyers, so he agreed without much thought.

"Old Mo, hurry up and install 'League of Legends' after you've finished setting up the computer," Zhong Taihong urged.

"What's the rush? Downloading takes a while." He opened his browser, downloaded the downloader, and started the download.

Since I have nothing better to do, I might as well check out the book club group.

Although the veteran group members were very welcoming to the newcomer, repeating the welcome message over and over again, the newcomer didn't seem to have any intention of making a move.

Well, that's normal, so he didn't take it to heart.

"Are you done downloading yet? Damn it, the three of us have been waiting for you in the team for ages."

"I'm coming."

P.S.: I can't hold on any longer, I'll fix it tomorrow.

Chapter Thirty-Four: I'm sorry, Painting Sauce.

In the room with its soft pink theme, a petite white-haired girl lazily stretched out her body, sinking into the large, adjustable sofa.

Seemingly a little anxious, her delicate white feet patted rhythmically on the orange footrest of the sofa.

I feel like I can't calm down. I started drawing because I like it, but now I can't muster any enthusiasm for it.

The girl sighed softly and placed the stylus in her hand together with the graphics tablet on the shelf.

In front of the sofa was a heavy white corner desk. On the desktop, two monitors were mounted one above the other on the central cantilever bracket and one above the other on the front. Her favorite figurines and game console were placed on the side.

She can even draw and play games while lying down if she wants—although that's a bit inconvenient.

Although she was born with a weak constitution and was often sick, her parents did everything they could to give her the best they could.

Whether it's showing her care and love, or making small, unreasonable requests of her.

Even though I haven't made any friends in real life because of my health.

But her parents cared about her a lot, and the friends she met in online groups were also very kind, so she didn't feel sorry for herself.

"It's been a day already, Xiao Yi should have uploaded the picture by now." The girl pursed her pale lips. "I wonder what he wrote."

"If I ask him directly... he probably still won't tell me." She could understand Xiao Yi's feelings of shame, but... she was genuinely a little curious.

Anyway, Xiao Yi didn't say she was forbidden from searching, so it should be fine, right?

At worst, she can just look at it secretly and not announce it in the group. That way, Xiao Yi can pretend she doesn't know anything, and she can still find out what Xiao Yi wrote.

Win-win.

"I remember Xiao Yi posted a screenshot of a novel bookshelf in the group before."

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she took out her pink phone from the side, opened the group chat, and began to scroll through the chat history.

The girl couldn't recall any keywords that were nearby, so she had to rely on her general memory of the time to flip through them one by one.

Fortunately, it was just a small group of five people, and her memory and persistence were enough for her to find the picture in the chat history.

"I've got it, hmm, it looks like a cat's bookshelf interface."

Well, she does read books on cats, so this makes things much easier.

She's a homebody, more so than anyone else in the group.

Due to her poor health, she had to stay at home most of the time.

Even when I go out occasionally, it's mostly for follow-up checkups at the hospital.

Therefore, she has plenty of time to engage with both novels and games.

The characters she was asked to draw in her first year of high school were different from the anime or game characters she had seen.

Therefore, this is very likely an original character created in his novel.

"Just keep searching by original tags and update time, you'll definitely find it."

What's even more coincidental is that, putting everything else aside, the girl has the most time; she can even spend an entire day on it.

"Mmm, I've got it!" A cute smile immediately appeared on the girl's pale, somewhat sickly face.

"The Junior Girl Development Project, hmm, this cover is the one I drew." The girl couldn't wait to find the "Character Design" chapter in the table of contents: "The upload time was also yesterday, so it must be correct."

......

"Shishi, are you asleep?" A gentle knock on the door woke the girl from her immersive reading.

"Not yet." She didn't pay attention to the time and answered subconsciously.

"It's already 22 PM, why aren't you asleep yet? I'm coming in!" Although she said this, there was no sign of the door opening.

"Hmm... okay, please come in." The girl was about to refuse, but then she remembered that this was her mother who cared about her, and her heart softened.

With the girl's permission, a capable-looking middle-aged woman in a dark suit walked in.

"What's wrong with you today?" The middle-aged woman came to her side and gently patted her head. "Shouldn't you be in bed resting so late? You're not well, you can't stay up late."

"Um... I lost track of time a little," the girl mumbled. Seeing that the middle-aged woman was still wearing her work clothes, she asked curiously, "It's so late, did Mom just get back?"

"Yes, university has just started, and there's a lot of work to do." The middle-aged woman sighed.

"Mom, you're a professor at H University, right?" The girl suddenly remembered her mother's identity: "When are you taking me to visit H University?"

"What's wrong? Why are you suddenly interested in H University?" the middle-aged woman said curiously. "Didn't you always refuse to go even when I offered to take you before?"

"Recently, I've seen some information about H University online, so I'm a little curious," the girl said with a slightly embarrassed smile, her gaze shifting slightly.

“Nothing special has happened lately, what’s there to be curious about?” The middle-aged woman gently ruffled her daughter’s hair. “Mom has been very busy lately and hasn’t been able to watch over you all the time.”

“My mom takes me to school, and I can look around on my own.”

“Your health isn’t good, and I’m not comfortable letting you wander around H University by yourself.”