"If there's nothing else, I'll go and do the papers.”
Bei Weiwei frowned slightly and was about to close the door.
"These are mother's sincere words. And daughter, as a person who has been through it, mother will tell you one thing-you must dare to fight! Mom can see that he has feelings for you too.”
Bei Wu continued to ramble on and on, but Bei Wei Wei still did not have much of a reaction. She sighed in her heart, shook her head, and left.
Bei Weiwei closed the door calmly.
The moment the wooden door closed, Bei Weiwei's eyes lit up, making her look extremely charming.
"Battle successful!"
Bei Wei cheered, then jumped onto the bed and rolled around happily with the doll. There was no trace of sadness on her face.
She had waited so long for her mother to finally say these words to her. It was not in vain for her to pretend to be dejected for a month.
When she got home that day, she was indeed quite sad. She felt that Ye Hao would definitely be angry. She even specially sent a message to apologize to Ye Hao. To her surprise, not only was Ye Hao not angry, he even advised her not to have a conflict with her parents.
Although she agreed verbally, she still decided to have a cold war with her parents for a while. She wanted to see how they reacted. Bei Wu's words today had finally calmed her down. What made her even happier was that Bei Wu actually said that she would no longer care about her relationship.
"Little Hao, you won't be able to escape from my hands this time…"
Bei Weiwei hugged the pillow and took out the signed copy of Dragon Ball that Ye Hao had given her. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a small and playful canine tooth...
……
"Achoo!"
Ye Hao suddenly sneezed. The brush in his hand shook, and a long mark appeared on the sketch. He looked at the almost finished sketch in distress, then clenched it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
"What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?"
Rita, who was sitting opposite Ye Hao, raised her head from the desk and looked at Ye Hao with concern.
"Nothing. My nose itches."
Ye Hao waved his hand and said nonchalantly. He had already unlocked his first gene lock, so it was impossible for him to catch a cold.
Rubbing his nose, Ye Hao put away the drawing on the table and stretched his body like a cheetah.
He was working on the original manuscript with Rita, and they were almost halfway through the Dragon Ball. This speed was incredible.
However, it was also within expectations. Ye Hao had the entire script for Dragon Ball, so he could just draw it according to the content. Unlike the other author from Parallel Earth who had to think about it, this was the last time he helped Rita draw it. Now that Rita's drawing skills were completely mature, she did not need his help.
"Sister Feng, you've been drawing for a day. Take a rest. Don't be too tired.”
Ye Hao walked to Rita's side and said with a smile. At the same time, his gaze fell on Rita's drawing. Looking at the manga characters emerging from her brush, he couldn't help but nod in his heart.
Rita nodded and put down her pen. She stretched her body lazily like a soft cat.
The pair of twin peaks on her chest formed a shocking arc, causing Ye Hao's gaze to involuntarily look over.
"Does it look good?"
Just as Ye Hao was silently calculating the size of Rita, a sweet voice suddenly sounded in his ear. He looked up and met a smiling gaze.
Rita was looking at him with a smile, her lips curled up with a hint of murderous intent.
"Ahem…it's quite nice."
Ye Hao coughed awkwardly and then looked away. He looked straight ahead and did not look sideways.
"Hmph, little pervert."
Rita snorted and rolled her eyes at Ye Hao. However, her action was seductive.
"Sister Feng, I plan to publish the second set of Dragon Ball in a few days. Manager Chen said that he will be holding a press conference.”
Ye Hao quickly changed the topic and smiled at Rita.
"You're the author. How can you not go?”
Rita frowned when she heard that. Dragon Ball was so famous now, and the readers were praising her to the heavens. She felt embarrassed when they called her a manga goddess or a genius artist.
Rita knew what she was capable of. The real author of Dragon Ball was Ye Hao, but he had always been secretive and refused to reveal his identity. This time, he did not even attend the press conference. What was the point of her going alone?
At the thought of this, Rita secretly decided that she had to make Ye Hao show his face this time. She said with a straight face,""You have to attend the press conference this time. Otherwise, I won't go either.”
"I really can't go…"
Ye Hao couldn't help but laugh bitterly." I've been preparing for the anime release of Dragon Ball recently. It's very important and I really can't spare the time. So, you can only go to the press conference this time."”
Ye Hao was telling the truth. Taking advantage of Dragon Ball's limelight, he planned to strike while the iron was hot and launch an animation segment as well.
The sales of Dragon Ball not only allowed him to pay off his bank loan and redeem his house, but he also made a net profit of a few million. It was because of this that he had the capital to produce anime.
There were already quite a number of people on the internet who had started to imitate Dragon Ball and create manga. Although the drawing was immature and the plot was simple and boring, it had already formed a trend. This made Ye Hao feel a sense of crisis. Although Dragon Ball's status could not be shaken, he could not slack off.
Comics were only a part of the 2D world, and animation was the soul. Ye Hao knew this very well and planned to make the 2D culture stand firmly with Dragon Ball as the center.
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