Zongman: The heroines are all my ex-girlfriends

"Mom, please come in. Just put the cookies on the table. I'm a little busy."

Xuejianyuan raised his eyebrows and walked in.

I saw Ying Lili squatting on a chair at this time.

She was wearing a green tracksuit and large black-framed glasses, and her hair was tied into a ponytail hanging behind her for convenience.

Zhaili has no airs of a young lady at home and wears whatever is comfortable.

Xuejianyuan felt that he had seen too many sportswear today.

On the long table in front of Eriri, there was a pile of manuscript paper scattered around.

In front of me is a digital tablet, on which I am writing furiously.

Oh, it should be said that he was painting quickly.

Xuejianyuan took a look.

The graphics tablet used by Eriri should be Wacom's Cintiq Pro.

The price seems to be...

About five hundred thousand?

I have the impression that the price at Yukima-fuchi is around that level.

And this kind of digital tablet.

Ying Lili has a stack of them.

Although I have known for a long time that Eriri is a wealthy woman.

But Xue Jianyuan couldn't help but think:

Or maybe I should just stop working hard, marry Eriri, and rely on her as a gigolo to achieve class advancement.

Such thoughts.

But then again...

Xuejianyuan looked at the manuscript paper on the table.

Everywhere you look, there are pictures that need to be mosaiced.

And most of them are humiliating.

Xuejian 0.7yuan fell into deep thought.

All I can say is, watch it with a critical eye.

This clavicle, this chest, this leg, this...

I am an archaeologist, this old stone wall!

There was no sound of leaving.

Eriri finally looked up in confusion.

His gaze, through his black-framed glasses, met Yukima Fuchi's critical gaze.

After a brief pause.

Eriri's eyes widened, her mouth slightly opened, and she let out a groundhog scream loud enough to pierce the eardrums.

"Ahhh! Why are you in my room?! Don't look!"

While shouting.

Eriri was frantically tidying up the manuscript papers on the desk.

However, she doesn't usually have the habit of tidying up her desk.

The manuscripts used as references were scattered everywhere.

It's impossible to put them all away in a short time.

As for blocking.

Unless Eriri lies down on the table.

Otherwise, it is estimated that it will not be completely covered.

"Teacher Kashiwagi Eri, please calm down."

Xuejianyuan gave an admonition.

When Eriri heard this, it felt like steam was rising from her head.

Throw the manuscript paper on the table.

Just give up.

Yukima Fuchi had known for a long time that Eriri was drawing a book.

Don’t talk about the memories in your head.

It was during the time when the two were in love.

They also went into each other's rooms.

Although Eriri cleaned the room carefully at that time.

But Xuejianyuan looked at the problem with the answer in mind, and naturally found the flaw easily.

After Eriri was forced to confess her identity.

The relationship between the two has warmed up.

Eriri was lying on the chair in a mess.

Xuejianyuan handed over the biscuits and picked up the digital tablet.

As teacher of Eri Kashiwagi, Eriri's painting skills have made a qualitative leap compared to before.

But as for the plot...

It can only be said that it is difficult to describe in one word.

"You guy, why are you in my house? You haven't answered me yet!"

While asking, Eriri took a vicious bite of the biscuit.

Chapter 61 Eriri's Riding Position

"You guy, why are you in my house? You haven't answered me yet!"

Eriri bit the biscuit fiercely.

It feels like I'm treating the cookie as someone else.

"I'm here as a guest." Yukima Fuchi replied matter-of-factly, tapping on his tablet. "The plot is terrible!"

"So, why are you here?" Eriri stared at the tablet with a hint of regret. "The plot doesn't matter, as long as the graphics are good, that's all."

"Because Aunt Sayuri invited me, didn't you know?"

Xuejianyuan put down the tablet.

He casually pulled out a few sheets of manuscript paper from the side.

Then I divided the storyboards according to Eriri's drawing.

"I've never heard of such a thing!"

Eriri said angrily.

It was obviously Sayuri's own decision.

So much so that Eriri was caught off guard.

But despite saying this, Eriri was still happy to see Yukima Fuchi.

Watching Xuejianyuan's actions, she curiously moved over and stuck her head out to check the contents on the manuscript.

Yukima Yuan does not draw in the storyboard.

Just draw the dialog boxes in the appropriate places and fill in the lyrics.

After looking at it for a while, Ying Lili's cheeks became hot.

After all, it's a storyline.

Even though it's just text, it still makes people blush and their hearts beat faster.

Especially when Xuejianyuan has a good literary foundation.

The text is more contagious.

Eriri covered her face and wanted to ask Yukima what terrible things he was writing in a girl's bedroom.

But she had just been drawing in a notebook in her bedroom.

There is absolutely no questioning position.

not to mention.

Gently open your fingers, starting from between your ring finger and middle finger.

Eriri peeked at the plot development on the manuscript paper.

Even without pictures, she can imagine the corresponding scene in her mind just by reading the text.

It was so much more touching than the stiff plots on her digital tablet.

"Anyway, that's it. The rest of the story doesn't really need a plot."

Yukima Fuchi gathered the completed manuscript papers and handed them to Eriri.

Ying Lili took it reluctantly.

Too shy.

But because of the plot, her work has been stuck for a long time.

With the help of this plot, the next work will be much easier.

Moreover, this was written by Xuejianyuan.

at this moment.

dong dong.

There was a knock on the door of the room.

Sayuri opened the door.

"You can go downstairs to eat now... Ah 28, am I disturbing you?"

Although the two of them didn't do anything strange.

But just now, in order to read the manuscript, Eriri leaned against Yukima Furuya's back.

Her cheeks flushed even more because of the content on the manuscript paper.

If the clothes were not still on my body.

No matter how you look at it, they are doing things that are not suitable for children.

Eh?

So, the current situation is actually after the fact? (bushi)

"Woohoo! Mom, why did you come in again without waiting for my response!"

"Yuan too, get out now, I need to change my clothes!"

Eriri shyly buried her face behind the manuscript paper.

He desperately pushed Yukima Fuchi and Sayuri out of the room.

boom! A sound.

The room door was closed.

"Ah, Yukima-kun, did you take any safety measures just now?"