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Chapter 716 Who do you look down on?(1/2)

It was the club I met last time.

It was late at night and the two of them sat opposite each other.

Ye Shen on the left stared at the alliance publicity on his phone—

He didn't expect that Shadow really planned to replace the pit left by himself and Tianmen with two new works!

On the other side of the night.

Tianmen sneered: "He will not only not save the alliance if he does this, but will affect the quality of the primary school students due to the dispersion of creative energy. If Shadow's two new works really surpass you and me, what if I eat this table on the spot!"

Open three times!

Still specializing in taking the kingly path?

How much does this look down on one's own level?

Ye Shenchen also sneered: "If these two new works he created within seven days can really reach the level of a primary school student in Death, you can score half of me when you eat the table."

He also felt that he was looked down upon!

No one can do anything in the entire comics circle, why is your shadow?

Tianmen had a slight mockery on his lips: "Since that's the case, why don't we enjoy the two new masterpieces he drew in seven days."

"Okay."

The two of them each read comics.

Not to mention it.

In just seven days, the number of updates between these two comics is surprisingly large.

...

The one who watched Tianmen was "One Piece".

‘What kind of style is this?’

After just a few glances, Tianmen's expression became strange.

【Subway·Old People·Mobile phone】

Is this a broken can?

Such thoughts passed through my mind, and Tianmen continued to look down.

Um?

Watching.

The expression of Tianmen changed again.

Pirate?

Treasure?

For some reason.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Frown.

Continue to watch Tianmen.

...

The one who watched "Naruto" in the late night was deep.

As a professional cartoonist, he is very good at focusing on the key points and reads comics faster than ordinary readers.

And the early pace of Naruto is definitely not slow.

Not long after, I read the contents of several paintings late at night.

Chakra...

Nine-tailed seal...

Uzumaki Naruto…

The comics are set up one by one with the plot.

His hand holding the phone suddenly became a little weak.

An inexplicable warning rose in my heart.

This is the most instinctive intuition from professional cartoonists.

‘This is just the beginning, it’s nothing.’

He calmed down, adjusted his breathing that was a little uncomfortable, and then continued to watch.

...

The same moment.

Netizens are reading comics.

The editor is also reading comics.

Time passes slowly.

Three minutes.

Ten minutes.

Half an hour...

More and more comic content is gradually presented to readers from all walks of life.

The story of Naruto slowly unfolds.

The story of pirates slowly unfolds.

The two grand comic worlds have quietly begun!

And in the online world.

Because everyone is reading comics, the major forums related to this incident are rarely quiet.

...

Forty minutes.

Tianmen, who was fat, picked up a tissue on the table and wiped his sweat.

“It’s so hot today.”

He suddenly spoke in a silence.

Ye Shen subconsciously said, "Why do I feel a little cold?"

at this time.

Both of them almost saw about two-thirds of the comics in their hands.

Simple conversations have no follow-up.

Until they each finished reading the comics in their hands.

About an hour.

The two finally finished reading the conversation in their hands.

"How about it?"

When Tianmen opened his mouth, he realized that his throat was a little dry.

It seems to be hotter.

He subconsciously reached out to wipe his sweat with a tissue.

The moment he looked up, he saw Ye Shen tightening his clothes.

At the same time, I looked up at the same time and saw sweat coming out from Tianmen's forehead and nose.

The two of them had their eyes intersected.

"How about it?"

Tianmen asked again, and he tried to make his voice more natural, but not only did it become dryer, but it even made a slight tremolo sound.

“Just that…”

Yeshen avoided the gaze of Tianmen.

Tianmen suddenly got angry: "What does that mean!"

"Well enough……"

The night was slightly changed.

Tianmen's voice suddenly rose: "Can you be more specific?"
To be continued...
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