Ruan Ningxiang was woken up by a burst of cell phone ringtones.

I rubbed my eyes, as if I had a dream that traveled through thousands of years and experienced a love of joys and sorrows.

It quietly disappeared from my mind the moment I opened my eyes, leaving only the dull melancholy.

Ruan Ningxiang stood up, opened the curtains, and answered the video call, "Hi, Sister Su Mu."

"Auntie, you've finally answered the phone." Su Mu's enlarged face on the other end of the video stared at the screen.

Ruan Ningxiang leaned against the window. The wind blowing in made her sober. "What's wrong? You're in such a hurry?"

"Have you seen the painting you uploaded last night?" Sumu was typing on the keyboard and videoing while still busy. "The response on the platform has been very good. Someone from Party A has already contacted me to buy the copyright."

After Ruan Ningxiang finished uploading, she was so sleepy that she lay down on the table and fell asleep.

As soon as I logged into the website, a bunch of messages popped up.

Ruan Ningxiang was stunned for a moment.

Last night, she uploaded the two-dimensional characters she participated in the event on a certain submission platform.

The character sketch of the melancholic and beautiful boy has over 10 million views and over 600,000 likes?

There are also many messages from Gai Lou, @her.

They all praise the characters for their handsomeness and handsomeness, especially those eyes, which are melancholy and yet vaguely sinister.

Some people even call their husband excitedly.

The number of votes and likes is still rising visibly to the naked eye.

Ruan Ningxiang scrolled through the messages one by one, "Didn't you say that the event won't end until the end of September? How come it was decided so quickly?"

"It's not fast, it's just that the other company has decided on the copyright of the character you designed."

Su Mu raised his head, with a visible smile on his face, as if he was dating someone rich.

Ruan Ningxiang couldn't help but joke, "Hey, I haven't received the bonus of 100,000 yuan yet. As for making you so happy?"

"I made an appointment to meet him for a while, and you will know when the time comes." Su Mu warned, "You dress up, and I will send you the address."

Ruan Ningxiang made an OK gesture.

After hanging up the phone, another message came.

Sumu sent me the meeting place.

Ruan Ningxiang simply freshened up, put on some makeup, carried a large white canvas bag, iPad, and mobile phone, and hurried downstairs.

Downstairs, a pair of parents were busy in the kitchen. When they heard the sound of people coming downstairs, the woman poked her head out and asked, "Why are you still going out if you don't have a weekend off?"

"work overtime."

Ruan Ningxiang took out a pair of black sandals with thin straps that she had not worn for a long time between her sneakers and high-heeled sandals.

"I haven't had breakfast yet." The middle-aged man came from the kitchen with eggs and milk.

"Thank you, dad." Ruan Ningxiang put on her shoes and took the bottle of milk. "I won't eat the eggs. Sister Su Mu will treat me later."

"If you don't sleep at night and can't wake up in the morning, tell me about the young people of your generation..."

Ruan's mother looked like she was about to start nagging again, but Ruan's father stopped her and took her back to the kitchen.

"Okay, okay, my son has just returned to China and is still suffering from jet lag."

“One hour of time difference, it’s already March?”

Amidst the chatter, Ruan Ningxiang had already closed the door, took a cigarette and cleared her ears.

Meeting place.

A coffee shop.

Ruan Ningxiang wore a small plaid suit and a pair of shorts of the same style, revealing her slender and straight thighs, and her skin was so white that it glowed.

"Axiang." Su Mu, who was sitting in the corner, waved to her, "Here."

Ruan Ningxiang carried a big bag, walked towards the corner, and ordered a latte.

Su Mu called Ruan Ningxiang out in advance and praised her.

"Sister Sumu, you should wait until you sign the contract before you praise me. I'm afraid I'll drift off."

Ruan Ningxiang smiled and touched her hair. The sun shone on her fair face, and her facial features were delicate, beautiful and unfamiliar.

The appearance has changed, the voice has changed.

I have been looking for so long, could it be you?

Ruan Ningxiang.

A few tables away, there was a man in a suit and sunglasses sitting, holding a cup of coffee and his eyes fell on them.

Ruan Ningxiang made a resume of her academic qualifications and the awards she had won for her previous works, and sent it to Su Mu, who was smiling from ear to ear.

"Sister Su Mu, please restrain yourself a little when you blow." Ruan Ningxiang couldn't help but knock on the table as a reminder.

After she returned to China, she and her senior sister Su Mu set up a studio. Her senior sister was mainly responsible for receiving some high-priced manuscripts, while she was mainly responsible for painting.

The contributor this time is a media company called Xunxiang, which was just established.

Recently, this company held a theme activity to collect portraits of characters in novels, with a maximum prize of 100,000.

In the new company, Su Mu was originally attracted by the high bonuses, so she asked Ruan Ningxiang to take the time to try it out.

Ruan Ningxiang happened to have feelings for the second male lead in that novel. He was pitiful and hateful, melancholy and handsome, sinister and sinister.

A vague image instantly formed in her mind.

I didn’t expect that the melancholic and beautiful boy created would have such a good response on the platform.

The people from Xunxiang Culture Company showed up on time.

He is a young handsome guy with handsome features and a pair of rimless eyes on a high bridge of nose. He has a youthful look and is a little more mature.

The handsome guy extended his hand in a gentlemanly manner, "Hello, I am Luo Qingzhou, the general manager of Xunxiang Culture."

The general manager came forward directly, and Su Mu felt that the idea of ​​​​talking about long-term cooperation was interesting.

Su Mu's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, Su Mu, the manager of Su Xiang Studio."

Luo Qingzhou looked at the beautiful woman beside him, "So you are Ruan Ningxiang?"

Ruan Ningxiang stretched out her hand politely, "Hello, Ruan Ningxiang, the illustrator of Suxiang Studio."

Luo Qingzhou shook his hand gently, glanced at the man in sunglasses at the next table, sat down, and got straight to the point.

"I saw your portrait, and it's a good idea. It fits the style I want."

Luo Qingzhou turned on his phone. On the screen was the portrait uploaded by Ruan Ningxiang. The likes had exceeded hundreds of thousands.

"Just because of copyright issues, I need to confirm that this character was all inspired and created by you?"

Ruan Ningxiang smiled and said: "In our field, we have our own responsibilities. If someone else collaborates on the creation, the signature will be marked."

This painting is signed by Su Xiang Studio, illustrator, Ruan Ningxiang.

Su Mu boasted and praised Ruan Ningxiang for a while.

Luo Qingzhou's face was cold and there was no expression on his face.

After a while, he picked up his cell phone and sent a few messages to the man in sunglasses next door, as well as a photo of Ruan Ningxiang that he had just secretly taken.

The man in sunglasses next door got up and went backstage.

Luo Qingzhou put down his mobile phone, still looking indifferent, "I have considered the long-term cooperation plan that Miss Su mentioned this morning, and I think it is not bad. I have sent the electronic contract of the cooperation plan to Miss Su's mobile phone."

So easy?

Su Mu hadn't put in much effort yet, but he didn't expect that the other party would even prepare the contract so quickly.

This pie-in-the-sky thing happened too fast and too fiercely.

Su Mu quickly read through the contract, fearing that the other party would regret it, and signed his name with a wave of his hand.

He pushed the phone in front of Ruan Ningxiang again, kicked Ruan Ningxiang's feet under the table, and looked at the look in the eyes of an aunt who came over to sign quickly.

Ruan Ningxiang still had some sense and read the contract carefully.

The contract requires her to create several paintings with different scenes based on this character prototype.

Remuneration, for each painting, is calculated in units of one hundred thousand.

This is not a pie, this is simply getting rich!

The entire contract, except for the higher damages for breach of contract, other conditions are very loose.

Under Sumudi's urging, Ruan Ningxiang did not resist the temptation and signed her name.

The contract is made in triplicate.

Luo Qingzhou sent the first character scene task and gave him a week.

After Grandpa, the God of Wealth, left, Su Mu hugged the phone and kissed it twice, "I'm treating you today. You can order whatever you want."

Ruan Ningxiang put away her iPad, thought for a moment and said, "Go to Jing Street and eat crayfish."

"Look at your potential." As soon as Su Mu finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened and he stammered, "Am I dazzled?"

"What's wrong?"

Ruan Ningxiang turned around, and the iPad in her hand bumped into a waiter behind her.

The waiter was holding a cup of coffee in his hand, and the hot coffee spilled all over the waiter's apron.

"Sorry, I didn't notice anyone behind me."

Ruan Ningxiang put the iPad on the table, took the paper on the table and wiped people's clothes.

When he raised his head, his eyes met the waiter's.

Why does this person look like he stepped out of her painting?
Chapter completed!