Xiao Qin, however, completely ignored her hope of becoming a cartoonist. She said unswervingly: "The goal should be smaller at the beginning. Let's start by conquering the girl comic readers all over China!"

Is conquering readers all over China such a small goal? Do you still want to defeat Disney, DreamWorks, and Studio Ghibli on your own in the future? Instead of relying on your almost no painting talent, you should work hard to practice assassination boxing.

, it would be more realistic to assassinate all the heads of the above companies (including Hayao Miyazaki)!

"Humph, even if it is classmate Ye Lin who laughs at me, I won't be discouraged!"

Xiao Qin pouted and scribbled lines on the exercise book with confidence.

"As long as I aspire to be a cartoonist, my attribute will be my childhood sweetheart cartoon girl! What a fresh and fresh combination! My popularity will definitely skyrocket!"

Is there any popularity contest related to you? Even if there is, you can only get 0 votes! And what is so refreshing about a girl who can only draw radishes! Is it a radish? The fresh thing is not you, but the juicy radish.

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Xiaoqin held her chin with a pencil, her thoughts seemed to have drifted into the distance.

"What kind of story should I draw? A story about a pair of twin brothers falling in love with the heroine at the same time? No, it has already been used in "Two Stars"..."

"The story of a woman disguising herself as a man and entering a boys' school does not seem to be a new theme..."

"Because the male protagonist was too carefree, he was chopped to death with a hatchet by the heroine who was in love with him..." At this point, Xiaoqin looked in my direction with a smile, her smile was like a flower, and her voice was gentle, but I felt like

A basin of ice water was poured over my head, making me cold from the top of my head to the soles of my feet.

"Oh, such a violent plot cannot pass the review of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, right? How can I compete with Pleasant Goat for ratings in the future? I'd better wait until there are no other good stories before using this one..."

After listing a dozen stories and rejecting them one by one, Xiaoqin bit the eraser on the butt of her pencil and frowned.

"It turns out that writing stories is so difficult! I thought authors could just slap their foreheads and write whatever they wanted!"

Nonsense! Let alone original stories, even if you want to write exciting fan stories, you have to rack your brains! When I directed "Seven Steps to Septon" on a chessboard at home, I was very concerned about how to make Qing Qing

Brother Tianzhu came back from the dead, which is very troublesome!

"Ah, the story is so difficult, I'd better design the characters first! Of course the male protagonist is based on classmate Ye Lin..."

Xiaoqin was immersed in scribbling in the exercise book. Basically, every stroke she drew had to be corrected twice with an eraser. She didn't know what kind of misery the male protagonist based on me would turn into in the end.

After the eye exercises, a piece of unfortunate news came: in order to cope with the long-term sand and dust weather in Dongshan City, the school distributed a pair of N95 masks to every student, but there was a cost of ten yuan per person.

"Your sister is responsible for the cost!" The math class representative is a short and thin boy who is particularly sensitive to numbers. "I have seen the exact same thing in the supermarket, and the supermarket only sells it for 7 yuan and 9 yuan!"

"That's right!" Big Speaker also stood up like a farmer leader, "This shabby mask is very small. I barely put it on, and it hurts my ears!"

Someone underneath said: "That's because you have such a big face!" The students suddenly burst into laughter.

"Who said that? Which grandson said that? Come out with me and compete with real people outside!" The loudspeaker swept downwards fiercely, so that no one dared to laugh.

But the topic of masks is far from over.

"No! We can't let the school bully us so casually!" Xu Lijun, the guard of the class basketball team, stood up and called on everyone, "We should stop buying! Let the school know that we are not fools!"

"Well said!" someone echoed, "This time it's a mask. Who knows if it will be my turn to be covered next time!"

Eunuch Cao pinched his throat and pretended to be a girl and screamed: "Yes! What if the school forcefully sells translucent bras to us again, how embarrassing it would be!"

In the midst of the chaos, Xiao Qin remained calm and lay on the manuscript paper designing characters, turning a deaf ear to the surrounding situation.

Xiaoqin happily muttered to herself: "Wild and unruly eyes, unruly mouth corners, a bit lustful nostrils..."

Which school of physiognomy are you? Can you actually tell whether someone is horny from their nostrils? Did you know that the nostrils completely ruined the atmosphere in front of you?

Amidst the noise of the shopping strike, the head teacher Yu and the squad leader Shu Sha appeared at the corner of the corridor. When Teacher Yu heard the commotion in the class, he timidly pretended to have a stomachache and asked Shu Sha to go back and deal with it first, but ran away first.

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The monitor had no choice but to sigh deeply and then appeared in front of the class who were extremely dissatisfied with the school's policies.

The loudspeaker spoke quickly, and first said: "Monitor, we have no problem with you, but the school is so cheating this time! I can't wear the mask they are given!"

I don’t know if it has something to do with the chilling atmosphere, but no one said that the loudspeaker was too big this time.

The math class representative also said: "Originally, a mask priced at RMB 7.9 is sold for RMB 10, and it is said to be the cost of production. It is simply shameless!"

The class monitor bit his lower lip in embarrassment, pondered for a while and finally said: "I know everyone is very dissatisfied with the school's approach, but...have a considerable number of students already tried on masks?"

"Yes!" the loudspeaker replied angrily, "If you don't try it on, how will you know if your face won't fit in it?" The students inevitably burst into laughter again.

The monitor's face showed an expression of "Sure enough," "Masks are personal hygiene products. Once you try them on, you cannot return them! Other classes are also dissatisfied with this batch of masks. The final solution is for all unopened schools to

Everyone promised to return it, and those who have already opened it can only consider themselves unlucky!"

"Eh?" Big Speaker was stunned for a moment, "Is it because I'm cheap after doing this for a long time?"

At this time, Xiong Yaoyue had already put the mask on her face, and the size seemed quite suitable for her.

Xiong Yaoyue said in a weird voice through her mask: "Squad leader, why didn't you tell us such important information earlier? As a result, the students must have been taken advantage of!"

The monitor blinked a little guiltily, and for some reason glanced in my direction with questioning eyes.

"Because when I learned about this incident, the vice principal was lecturing the monitors of each class and it was not convenient to use the mobile phone, so I sent text messages to Ye Lin and Niu Shili from our class..."

Eh!? I quickly took out my phone and took a look. Sure enough, there was an unread text message sent 10 minutes ago. The content was: "Tell everyone not to unpack the mask, otherwise it cannot be returned."

Damn it, why don’t I feel the vibration? Although I always switch to silent mode in school, you have to vibrate it for me anyway! Wasn’t your cell phone a vibrator in its previous life? If you don’t vibrate it, I’ll ask you.

What's the use!

Take a closer look: It turns out that the battery is almost out! I have a large battery capacity and haven’t charged it for more than a week. Now it is vibrating and vibrating, and I can’t even shake off a speck of dust! I have betrayed the monitor’s trust in me.

ah!

But the reason why the squad leader also sent a text message to Niu Shili was for double insurance. Why didn’t the number one loyal dog, Brother Glasses, respond?

Niu Shili, who looked a little sluggish, sat in his seat, with his hands on the desk, palms facing up, as if his fingers were afraid of straining.

"Monitor, I'm sorry, I forgot my phone at home."

Niu Shili apologized in disgrace.

Niu Shili can be regarded as a well-organized person who does business, and does not forget things every day like Xiong Yaoyue. Seeing that his current mental and physical state is so tired, he must have been called by Captain Guo Songtao for devil training on the weekend! His fingers were sore and swollen from training.

You still don’t give up, you are determined to make me drink Fuyanjie!

Some girls still criticize the monitor.
Chapter completed!