Pei Mingyang felt that his stomach was going to be unbearable.


    Since I met Du Ziyuan, his career has soared, and his love has achieved good results. In other people''s eyes, he is simply a winner in life. But who knows what price he paid behind this.


    Because of Du Ziyuan, he put on women''s clothes in humiliation and was forced to become an Internet celebrity.


    Because of Du Ziyuan, from time to time he had to be frightened and worried about whether the cartoon would be broken.


    Because of Du Ziyuan, he ran among the giants, weighed the pros and cons between the big men, and walked to the present with fear.


    As a result, the salted fish would have a whimsical idea from time to time. Sometimes he really wanted to put a knife under his crotch: "whether you draw or not! If you don''t draw, go and be a eunuch!" then he cut off Xiaodu with a knife, and finally took out a set of women''s clothes


    "Hey! Wake up!" Du Ziyuan stretched out his hand and shook in front of Pei Mingyang. "What do you think? Smile so licentious?"


    "Ah! No, I didn''t," Pei Mingyang woke up and quickly shook his head to deny. "Anyway, the problem is that you have to give an explanation to Wushen temple for your sudden job hopping? The spirit of contract still needs to be there."


    "Ah, how annoying!" Du Ziyuan scratched his hair. He simply took out the messenger card and played it out.


    Pei Mingyang and Lao Wu looked at him curiously. They didn''t know who he was going to call. Is it the people from the Wu Temple?


    The communication board was soon connected.


    "Hello?"


    "Hello, uncle Caishen? I''m Du Ziyuan."


    "Oh! Xiao Du, what can I do for you?"


    ……


    Pei Mingyang made eye contact with Lao Wu.


    [who is he talking to? God of wealth? True or false?]


    I don''t know. It looks real


    [can you believe it?]


    I don''t know


    [is he pretending to force? Is he absolutely pretending to force? Is he going to fool me? Do I look like such a fool?]


    [... Very similar.]


    【……】


    After the eye contact, Du Ziyuan almost finished talking with the God of wealth.


    "In a word, go and tell the martial god yourself that I''m so bored by your two temples. There are so many opinions about sending comics. I''ll just go to my mother next time." Du Ziyuan is really angry. It''s unforgivable to dare to obstruct his salted fish!


    "OK, OK, I''ll go right away. I''ll go right away." the God of wealth promised again and again. There''s no way. Now he points to Du Ziyuan''s new cartoon, and he has his daughter-in-law''s song in his hand. He must coax it.


    "That''s it. I''ll hang up," Du Ziyuan hung up the phone and looked up at Pei Mingyang. "What''s your look? You want to wear women''s clothes? Just say, there are a lot of women''s clothes in our Xiaocui house."


    "Fuck off! Even if I starve to death and jump off the cliff from Miaozhu peak, I will never wear women''s clothes again!" Pei Mingyang vowed.


    "It''s said not to make flagrants," Du Ziyuan shook his head and sighed. "In short, you should get in touch with you soon when you go back and wait for news."


    Seeing that he said so, Pei Mingyang had to promise: "well, bring me the painting."


    "Here." Du Ziyuan lost the first season of Elia.


    Pei Mingyang immediately looked through it.


    "Elia the fairy maiden"? Is it the theme of fairy maiden again? How does the painting style feel so familiar? "Pei Mingyang looked down with doubts.


    When he saw a white haired girl running out of school and going home with her brother at the beginning, he exclaimed, "shit! Isn''t this the hyena in the Holy Grail War!"


    A few days ago, the Holy Grail War released the first sentence warm-up, which roughly described the basic settings. The characters only announced the Royal Lord and the spirit of the protagonist group, so he didn''t recognize Elia, but when he saw the hyena, he recognized it at a glance even if the painting style was somewhat different.


    Incidentally, the name of Wei Gong Shilang was changed to Wei Gong wolf by Du Ziyuan. Because it''s earthy to shout to be a great Xia all day, there is a nickname called hyena.


    "You, you''re not plagiarizing?!" Pei Mingyang''s voice trembled. It''s incredible that Shanfeng would copy other people''s comics. Isn''t this a fake mountain wind?


    Du Ziyuan said, "it''s not plagiarism. It''s called linkage. Do you understand me? You regard me as an external part of the Holy Grail War, not plagiarism."


    "But have you discussed this with the teacher?"


    "Aren''t you talking nonsense? Otherwise, why do you think I would lend those 30 students to the Moon Temple?"


    Hearing Du Ziyuan say so, Pei Mingyang was relieved: "you scared me to death, but if it was linkage, it would be great. Mountain wind and blank, these are the two highest existence in the comic industry so far. You two are invincible together. Isn''t the sales volume of this comic going to explode?"


    Du Ziyuan didn''t care about this: "the sales volume depends on how you operate, which is not the scope of my consideration. In short, you wait until the second volume of the Holy Grail War comes out before publishing, otherwise it would be bad for us to characterize Elia''s image first."


    "What do you mean?" Pei Mingyang opened his eyes. "You mean... Elia is also a character in the Holy Grail War?"


    "Yes, didn''t I say? In the drama, Elia is the Royal Lord of crazy soldiers and the sister of hyenas."


    "Ah! No!" Pei Mingyang quickly covered his ears. "Don''t give me spoilers! I don''t want to hear!"


    "Do you like this cartoon so much?" Du Ziyuan smiled. "I''ve seen so many works."


    Pei Mingyang said, "this movie is different. There are seven heroes and seven legendary heroes, each of which is a famous existence in historical legends. It''s amazing to gather them in the same battlefield. At present, I don''t know which seven are. I can''t match the female swordsman with which legend."


    "Shall I tell you?" Du Ziyuan said with a bad smile.


    "No!" Pei Mingyang covered his ears again, "I don''t listen, I don''t listen, I don''t listen..."


    The more he was like this, Du Ziyuan couldn''t help trying to tease him: "in fact... The identity of a swordsman is..."


    "Ah... No..."


    Just as Du Ziyuan was about to speak, his bulletin board suddenly shook.


    "Hmm?" he picked it up and put it through. "Who?"


    "Hello? Is it Mr. Shanfeng? Help! Come on, little mo... Little Mo is dying!" Wen cuilong''s anxious voice came from the other end of the communication board.


    "Ha?" Du Ziyuan immediately stood up, "what''s the matter? Where are you?"