Chapter 34: Salted fish that don’t want to be lazy are not good salted fish

Sagiri didn't think about dragging the manuscript at first, but this "pillow" was too comfortable, it was more magical than the magical small TV long pillow, and Gabriel had a decadent and lovely attribute that could make people sink into a warm country. Inextricable.

So Sagiri slept for a few more hours without knowing it. It was only after 11 o'clock that she was suddenly awakened by Gabriel's free movement.

"Hmm, Gabriel was nice to hug."

Sagiri's first words when she woke up made Gabriel's eyes roll over. The latter pushed Sagiri's face with her white palms, looked at her with a grieving expression, and complained,

"No wonder I was confined in my dream and prevented me from playing computer krypton gold. It turns out that you are the culprit."

Sagiri just woke up, still, in a state of confusion. Hearing Gabriel's complaints, she immediately became sober, and touched her head, looking a little embarrassed.

Gabriel's eyeballs rolled, and her pupils flashed with excitement. She suddenly grasped Sagiri's hand, and put her hands together in a request-like manner, and said, "How about this, you can order me a bowl of instant noodles and send it to my room, so I will forgive you."

"..."

Sagiri was speechless, thinking that Gabriel wanted to threaten her, but she didn't expect that she didn't care about it at all, but just got up and didn't want to step out of the room to order instant noodles.

"It turns out that the cost of making her a pillow is so small. I would have come to rub the bed every day if I knew it." Sagiri murmured secretly.

After a while, Sagiri walked out of Gabriel's door, and when she left, she looked back at the bedroom and saw Gabriel lying on the ground in her shirt, shaking her white legs.

"I want beef curry flavor. Wash them in boiling water at 100 degrees Celsius, then soak for another eight minutes. Put two-thirds of the seasoning bag, thank you!" Gabriel suddenly QQ her.

Sagiri looked at a familiar scene as if Gabriel had asked her like this a few days ago.

Instant noodles?

It's impossible, anyone who has a mobile phone wants instant noodles.

"Forget it, let's order takeaway."

Sagiri thought about it and decisively ordered two takeaways.

As for Gabriel, she would definitely not object. Her aim is to eat as long as there is food, anyway, it is not her money.

Ten minutes later, Sagiri took the takeaway and went to Gabriel's room to eat, while enjoying the benefits while eating, she returned to the room afterward and remembered that she had to rush the manuscript.

...

"Sagiri, you are now a contracted manga author of "Dengeki King" magazine, please don't postpone the delivery date willfully with me, okay?" Ayame, the editor, asked with a look of impotence.

There is no one to be an editor to make Ayame like this. She begs the manga author to submit the manuscript.

Like other magazine comic authors, anyone who has a magazine will basically send the manuscripts drawn two weeks in advance.

And Sagiri can't do it a week in advance, and she wants to ask Ayame for a day off, indicating that she has overslept today and hasn't started work.

"That... can't you really allow one day?"

"The third chapter will be submitted by Friday night at the latest. We still have time to print here. Please be considerate of Sagiri..." Ayame continued to talk with Sagiri.

Besides her is the editor, Jun, who wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to speak out for fear of being beaten by the beautiful editor Ayame.

"Fortunately, Ocean is in her charge, otherwise it is me who has the headache." Jun thought.

Once the manga author fails to submit the manuscript normally, the editor in charge will be affected. Because a manga magazine has limited space, if a manga is added temporarily, not only word-of-mouth will be damaged, but there will also be the risk of criticism from the leader.

After a while, Sagiri replied, "Okay."

After Sagiri forced her QQ off, she said, today is Monday (May 22), and there are four days before Friday night.

Counting today, it can barely be regarded as five days.

"I drew 7 pages before, the third chapter has 34 pages, and the remaining 27 pages are left unpainted. If I paint 3 pages today, a few days later..."

After her calculation, Sagiri found that she had to work hard to catch up with the manuscript. It was a particularly bitter one, all day long.

Otherwise, she can't enjoy the leisurely life of salted fish.

"Ahem, excuse me for inserting a sentence. The host's comics are completely copied from the original. The storyboards and manuscripts are in the god-level comic library. Just follow the drawing. In theory, you can draw a page in an hour, and you can draw it in eight hours a day. Draw eight pages..." The system said with a funny expression.

Sagiri looks slightly stiff, but the system is right. She only works one hour in the morning, two hours in the afternoon, and one hour in the evening, for a total of four hours!

She occasionally suffers from water QQ group at work, so she peaks four pages a day.

As for the time saved, Sagiri took it to sleep, read novels, and watch dramas.

"Don't I live just to enjoy life, so the five-hour work time is already enough" Sagiri gave the system a white glance.

The starting novel of this world is roughly the same as that of the previous life, with all kinds of cool texts emerging one after another, and there are some novels that have not been completed before, just taking advantage of the leisurely life to make up.

There are also fan dramas. Although there is no cute daily fan here, people in this world are still in place to study the royal way. The various plots are passionate and make people clap their hands and cheer. She can't wait to watch the drama all night.

Ahem, it's far away, let's return to work.

"So, it's better to live with salted fish," Sagiri concluded.

The system chose not to speak. As early as the first day, it saw Sagiri boasting that she could draw dozens of pages a week.

Then Sagiri persisted for an hour, then changed her mind in a blink of an eye, feeling that she has a god-level comic library, and will not worry about food and clothing in the future, but also draws so diligently. She is not a humanoid manga machine, so she might as well draw while resting. Wouldn't it be fun to slowly bring the cute style of painting into the world, to benefit both ourselves and all mankind?