When shopkeeper Hu reported what happened downstairs, Wen Liang and the others were shocked and asked this question.
How did it become like this?!
Wasn’t the morning still good?!
Doesn’t everyone praise the painting well?!
Why do everyone’s faces change in the afternoon?!
Wen Liang stood up in disbelief, grabbed Shopkeeper Hu's collar, and asked in disbelief: "Tell me, why did it suddenly become like this? Why?!"
Shopkeeper Hu was frightened by his boss. He had never seen his boss lose his temper like this before. He said tremblingly: "I...I don't know. It was just in the afternoon, and everyone suddenly said...about comic strips."
Not good, they also said that the progress of the story was slow. At first I thought it was someone from the Qingfeng Restaurant opposite, and I explained it to everyone, but who knew they wouldn't listen at all, and insisted on saying that the comic strip was not good, and then...
Then they all left..."
After listening to Shopkeeper Hu's narration, everyone in the box frowned.
Even if they try hard to figure it out, they can't figure out why the comic strips are so good but their reputation suddenly collapsed?!
When Lang Ziming heard Shopkeeper Hu say that someone accused him of slow progress in the story, his expression immediately dropped, and he immediately said: "That's nonsense. My book's story progresses in an orderly manner, so how can it be slow? This must not be me.
The problem!"
Song Shanqiao next to him heard this and immediately raised his eyebrows and said: "Why, according to Junior Brother Ziming, this is not your problem, that is my problem?!"
Lang Ziming snorted coldly, glanced sideways at Song Shanqiao and said, "I didn't say that."
But how did he express his attitude?
Song Shanqiao also had a temper. He became angry immediately after seeing it, saying: "Then there is no chance that there is a problem with my painting. In the morning, everyone praised my painting for being good. It is impossible that in the afternoon, everyone will
Has your vision suddenly changed?!"
"Then you mean that my book is not finished?"
"I didn't say that either!"
"you……"
boom!
Seeing that the two of them were about to start fucking, Feng Shaoyang slapped the table with his palm, breaking the entire table into pieces.
Seeing him getting so angry, everyone in the box was stunned.
Feng Shaoyang's face was dark at the moment, and his air pressure was low, as if the thunder in summer couldn't help but burst out. His eyes swept over the people in the box one by one, and then said coldly: "I don't care whose problem you are.
, let me ask you now, did this plan...failed again?!"
His eyes moved around the room, and finally returned to Wen Liang.
After all, Wen Liang came up with the plan this time. He had promised before that he would definitely take down Qingfeng Restaurant this time and force Su Sheng Xiaomeng to submit, but he was slapped in the face in the blink of an eye.
When Wen Liang saw Feng Shaoyang, he suddenly felt a pressure coming on him. He wanted to explain, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out how the plan failed this time.
It’s also a comic book, but why doesn’t everyone like it?!
Seeing that everyone was silent, Feng Shaoyang could hardly suppress the anger in his heart. However, considering that these people came down the mountain to help him, if it weren't for the sake of his fellow disciples, he would have slapped each one by now.
Pulled it up.
"What a bunch of trash!"
Feng Shaoyang thought so in his heart.
Then he closed his eyes and tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart. After a while, he said: "Well, it seems that I can only take action in this matter myself. I don't believe it. I want him to accept Su Sheng Xiaomeng."
An invitation letter will be more difficult than reaching the sky.
I also don’t believe that his Su Sheng Xiao Meng really has no weaknesses!”
After saying that, Feng Shaoyang left the Golden House Restaurant directly.
He has already understood that none of the people in the restaurant are useful, and everything depends on him.
And after he left, Wen Liang's face looked a little ugly.
Lang Ziming and Song Shanqiao glanced at each other, then snorted coldly, and turned their heads away, as if the two people who were complimenting each other in the morning were not them at all.
Just when the atmosphere was tense, Meng Erhu, who was ignored by almost everyone in the corner of the room, suddenly spoke again and shouted: "Fuck, the five secrets of the Central Plains, the evils of the East and the poisons of the West, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Beggar, the supernatural power, this
They are so awesome, I really want to fight with them!"
Everyone looked back and found that this guy was still reading the comic book "Legend of the Condor Heroes" from Qingfeng Restaurant in his hand, looking fascinated.
This made everyone in the restaurant blush, and some even clenched their fists.
Damn, I really want to hit him!
…
On the opposite side, it was dusk. The number of customers at Qingfeng Restaurant suddenly returned.
Uncle Fu looked around the store and found that the customers who had gone to the Golden House Restaurant had returned to his own store at some point.
This made Forbes happy.
It seemed that what Su Pingan said during the day was right, they didn't need to do anything, they just needed to wait.
After all, the guests are not blind or stupid. They can all see the shortcomings of the comic strip in the restaurant opposite, so how come others can't see it?!
Survival of the fittest!
This applies anytime.
However, he didn't expect that the opponent would be eliminated so quickly, and he couldn't hold on after just one afternoon.
Moreover, after the customers in the store returned to Qingfeng Restaurant, they all felt friendly as soon as they got the newly updated comic book and opened it to see the familiar simple drawing style.
"Fuck, this is what comic books should be like!"
"That's right, it finally looks right this time. The pictures and text look pleasing to the eye!"
"After all, he deserves to be the pioneer of comic strips. The whole story seems coherent and smooth, the style of painting is concise and clear, and the plot is advanced reasonably. It's really enjoyable to read it in one sitting!"
Everyone has regained their enthusiasm for chasing updates.
Upstairs, Liu Qingxi finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that everything was as Su Pingan expected. Then she turned her head and looked at Su Pingan beside her, feeling extremely at ease.
"Hey, why are you staring at me? Did you suddenly realize that I'm handsome again?!"
Su Ping'an turned around and happened to see Liu Qingxi staring at him with such a gentle and infatuated look that he couldn't help but tease her.
Liu Qingxi's face turned red immediately, she came to her senses, and then cursed angrily, "Bah, shameless, how can anyone praise themselves like this!"
"There's nothing to be ashamed of, I'm just telling the truth!"
Su Ping'an flicked the long hair in front of his forehead, feeling very excited, as if he suddenly returned to the way they were when they were in Qingyun County.
This made Liu Qingxi couldn't help laughing, then she rolled her eyes at him and turned away.
Just when Su Ping'an was about to chase Zaido to communicate with Liu Qingxi, Xiao Fuzi suddenly ran up to her and whispered to her: "Brother Su, Feng Shaoyang from Wen Palace is here again and wants to see you.