"Yes, yes, the painter is first-class, and the style is elegant. The key is that the male protagonist of the comic is so handsome and cool. I like it very much! However, if you have to pick bones in the egg, it is that he has a facial paralysis. Why does he have that expression in more than ten years?"

"You all like the male protagonist, why do I like the female protagonist? She loves so humble and cautiously, which reminds me of the boy I used to be in secret. I am also like her, hiding in the corner, looking at each other secretly. What do you want to do to attract his attention. But I dare not get too close, for fear of revealing my emotions and causing him to be disgusted..."

A woman in her thirties wearing black-framed glasses and looking like a white-collar worker, her eyes were red and she said lightly.

Junzi Yan listened quietly, his blushing little face seemed to be dripping blood, and his smile slowly spread...

She is very happy if someone likes the characters and stories in her comics.

But she didn't expect that so many people liked it?

After all, there are many readers who complain and insult her on the Internet.

Such messages like "Is the author a brain-dead? A man doesn't love you, why do you have to stay with someone hard? It's too sarcastic!" There are many such messages.

She once thought she was wrong, so she had a boyfriend like Chu Yu when she was in college.

She also wants to forget Fei Siting.

But she really couldn't do it at that time.

Now, she wants to give herself another chance!

So, Junziyan took out his cell phone and dialed the phone number.

"Sorry, the phone number you made cannot be connected for the time being. Please dial later..."

The mechanical female voice was so cold that there was no emotion.

Junziyan didn't give up and hit several more, but he still couldn't get through. In the end, he even shut down the phone.

Her heart was completely cold.

Fei Siting won't come...

He had been perfunctory on the phone that night, didn't he?

"Asting, what are you doing here?"

The male editor of the company came over and looked very happy: "As we expected, your comics responded well, so I know the sales volume of the albums to be published in the future!"

Junziyan smiled faintly, and took away the disappointment and loneliness in his eyes, "Well, that's pretty good."

From morning to noon, to afternoon...

Junziyan didn't drink a drop of water or eat a sip of rice, and just walked around the gallery, watching others experience her past stories.

She suddenly felt that this story was very strange.

She is now like an outsider, as if she is watching other people's stories, but she is still crying in her heart.

The cell phone rang out suddenly without warning.

The gentleman said nothing...

Until, someone patted her on the shoulder: "Miss, the phone in your bag kept ringing."

She then came to her senses and hurriedly flipped her phone out of her bag.

When I first took it out, I was about to look at the screen, the screen was black.

She took a picture of her phone, was it out of power?

She sighed, who called her?

Anyway, it can't be Fei Siting!

Junziyan no longer had random thoughts, she wanted to leave here.

I stepped on my bag and saw myself today from the reflector. My makeup was beautiful and elegant, and my dress was fluttering and beautiful. Unfortunately, only she could see it.

When walking out of the building.

The gentleman Yan Wei lowered his head and walked forward slowly...

Summer is coming.

It was very stuffy at 3 or 4 pm.

But she just felt a little cold.

Suddenly, a pair of pure black military short boots appeared in his eyes, and the shoelaces were tied meticulously, exuding a cold and alienating atmosphere.

Yes, Fei Siting?
Chapter completed!