Chapter 13

After waking up from the dream smoothly and quickly filling his stomach, Jiang Zhulang turned on his computer to draw.

When people are concentrating, it is always difficult for them to notice the passage of time. It was not until the news about the penguin came that Jiang Zhulang realized that another afternoon had passed.

The university class group, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly became lively, filled with copied +1s of “Congratulations” and emoticons.

Put the news on the top, it turned out that my college roommate got married. He sent out beautifully made electronic invitations to invite classmates to attend the wedding.

"Haha, my brother is getting married, you can't not come to the wedding! (Penguin spinning gif)" The roommate with a cute cat portrait privately messaged him to share the wedding time and address.

Jiang Zhulang spent a long time searching through the emojis but couldn't find a suitable one. He finally gave up and replied, "Congratulations. I will be at the wedding on time."

After chatting with his roommates in the dormitory group for a long time, he found that except for him, all the other four people in the dormitory had changed their avatars to love pictures. He was out of place among the cats and dogs with a two-dimensional avatar and looked like an outsider.

Jiang Zhulang: ...

After a quick search in the gallery, he picked out a cat emoticon and replaced it with another one. Finally, it didn't seem so incongruous.

Time passed in the routine of drawing comics and going to the park, and soon it was the wedding day.

Jiang Zhulang got up early and went to the neighborhood barber shop to trim his overly long hair, revealing a shiny, full forehead. He put on the most expensive suit in his closet and took the subway to the banquet hall.

The square at the entrance of the banquet hall is right next to the subway entrance, which is very convenient.

After handing the red envelope containing the gift money to the receptionist, Jiang Zhulang found a table in the corner and sat down. Before he could even comfort himself, he was discovered by the sharp-eyed head of the dorm.

"I knew it. You liked to hide in a corner when you were in school. How come you haven't changed after graduation? Come on, the third brother has reserved a seat for us. It's the table behind the main table."

Compared to college, the roommate has become much more haggard, with a rounder face and a precarious amount of hair on both sides of his forehead. Jiang Zhulang wanted to give him a few drops of hair growth potion.

How could I be so devastated less than two years after graduation?

Perhaps Jiang Zhulang's expression was too complicated, She Chang sighed and said sadly: "Do I look a lot older?"

Jiang Zhulang: "...It's okay..."

"Wuwu, no need to comfort me. Look at my face. My skin is so rough and sagging. I look like I'm 35, but I'm only 24!!" He raised his hands and slapped his face, making a slapping sound.

"You know, a few days ago, a high school student in the neighborhood called me uncle when he saw me!!"

The corners of Jiang Zhulang's mouth raised suspiciously by a millimeter, but after noticing his condemning gaze, they returned to their original arc.

The dormitory head pulled Jiang Zhulang to sit down in the reserved seat. Looking at his skin that looked even whiter under the light, his deep eyebrows, delicate features, and cold temperament, he looked like a handsome guy, and his eyes became even more aggrieved.

——Damn it, this guy hasn’t changed at all!!

Doesn't he go to work?

How can you not become ugly at work? !

The dormitory head gritted his teeth, rubbed his head twice, ruining his perfect hairstyle, and looked at his ahoge hair standing up with satisfaction.

My roommate's wedding went on quite quickly. After eating and drinking, several familiar classmates spontaneously gathered together to chat.

The roommate sat down next to Jiang Zhulang with a silly smile on his face, speaking incoherently and looking very drunk.

"Hey, look who this is, isn't this our famous Jiangyuan grass, Jiang Zhulang? I wonder where you work now? You can't be out of work after graduating for more than a year, right?"

A pot-bellied man came over with a wine glass in his hand, with undisguised malice on his face.

Everyone who was originally laughing fell silent and looked at each other.

Jiang Zhulang looked at him in confusion. He couldn't remember who he was for a long time. It took him a long while to squeeze out a surname from the corner of his memory: "You are...Liu...who?"

Somehow, he looked even angrier, his big face twisted into a ball, and he gritted his teeth and said, "My last name is Gao!"

"oh."

The roommate whispered in Jiang Zhulang's ear and briefly introduced the "grudge" between the two.

——In the campus handsome contest initiated by the Confession Wall, his carefully edited photos were no match for the crude candid photos of Jiang Zhulang posted by his roommate. He lost by 4,972 votes and has been hating Jiang Zhulang ever since.

Jiang Zhulang: Aha?

Gao adjusted his jacket, which was covered with logos and seemed to be a luxury brand.

When he found that Jiang Zhulang didn't respond, he snorted heavily: "Jiang Zhulang, you haven't told me where you work and how much you earn? My current monthly salary is 8,000."

Except for the drunk groom who was still grinning, the other two roommates all stood up and retorted: "What does it have to do with you where he works? Why would you care so much about checking his household registration?"

Jiang Zhulang pressed down his angry roommate, opened the comic cat backstage, glanced at the reward, and found it was exactly 50,000. He quickly clicked on the withdrawal button and unmuted his phone. After doing all this, he said, "Oh, I don't have a job, so I just draw some pictures on the Internet."

"50,000 yuan has been deposited into my Zhiobao account."

The deposit notification sound, with the volume turned up to the maximum, interrupted the ridicule that had not yet been uttered by the other party. He opened his mouth, not knowing whether to say anything or not, and was stuck there, looking quite funny.

After a long while, he said, "Tsk, I wonder how long you worked overtime from 996007 to earn this 50,000. Unlike me, my family arranged a job for me, working from 9 to 5, sitting in the office playing with my phone every day and I still make 8,000. 8,000! Stable and easy."

Jiang Zhulang: “…”

Classmates: “…t…”

Jiang Zhulang smiled, tapped on his phone, and then——

"The job my family arranged for me..."

"The work that was arranged..."

"Work……"

The recording kept repeating itself, and the man's face turned from red to blue, and then to white. He trembled and pleaded, "Please delete the recording. I was wrong, please don't report me!"

Jiang Zhulang chuckled: "I don't want to see you."

"Okay, okay, I'll get out of here now. You must delete it, please!!!——"

He took small steps and walked away like a trembling mountain of flesh.

"Hahaha, look at how scared he is!"

"You're really out of your mind. I've seen people using backdoors before, but I've never seen anyone use a backdoor so confidently!"

"Jiang Zhulang, well done! It turns out that your brain is more useful when you're not working. This recording is great."

"Hey, hey, eight thousand. He's done showing off. With his attitude, I'm afraid he won't be able to keep this job for long."

The rest of the students complained loudly and rolled their eyes from time to time.

"Hehehe, drink, keep drinking!" The drunk groom staggered to his feet, completely unaware of the commotion that had just occurred.

Jiang Zhulang listened to their discussion with a calm expression. When he heard someone envy his high income and easy job, he silently wiped away a tear of bitterness in his heart:

No, you really think too much.

Sitting on the subway on the way back, Jiang Zhulang opened the forum screen.

When he checked the balance backstage at the wedding banquet, the number that popped up shocked him. He had never expected that he would receive a reward of 50,000 yuan.

If he hadn't been so reserved out of habit, his expression would have collapsed and his eyes would have widened.

In the past, he would not have dared to think about earning 50,000 yuan. When he first signed the contract, he could only imagine how he would spend the 10,000 yuan reward for his work.

At that time, he sat at his desk, making a consumption list for the entire afternoon, and arranged the non-existent 10,000 yuan clearly.

Could it be the traffic brought by being on the sub-site homepage?

As soon as he entered the forum, a topic post caught his attention.

Title: [A random comic book is really addictive, once you click in, you can’t get out!!]

[Who knows? I was just attracted by its weird title three days ago. Who knew that I would get more and more addicted to it and fall into the trap without realizing it]

[2333 Every plot development was beyond my expectations. I really can’t figure out how the subsequent plot will develop even if I rack my brains.]

[The protagonist sneaked into the mansion just to force the sale of a potion, a hair growth potion. He really made me cry]

[Hahahaha, I was wondering how he was going to get a recommendation, and this is the result? If he doesn’t get a recommendation, he’ll be kicked out, right?]

[It was so funny. When the Viscount appeared, I thought he was a handsome uncle, but when he took off his wig, he was a bastard!!]

[Don't tell me, this hair loss alien really needs this potion]

[I also had hair loss until I used xxx...] (This comment involves false advertising and has been blocked)

[Where did this □□ robot come from upstairs? Report it]

[Which one are you talking about? It looks very interesting.]

[When you click on the sub-site homepage, the one with the weirdest name and the roughest cover is it]

[(Erkang hand) Damn it, is another person going to fall into this short pit?]

…

It seems that the sub-station rankings have really brought him a lot of new readers. This is the first time that Jiang Zhulang has seen related discussions outside of the work forum.

The Manga Cat Forum is divided into the work forum and the general discussion forum.

Each comic has a related work forum, which allows readers to communicate and discuss at any time. Not only that, when reading the comics, there will be real-time pop-up comments on each page.

Generally speaking, most related discussions will only appear in the work forum and be kept to a limited scope.

The works that can spark discussion in the general forum are basically works by well-known masters.

Jiang Zhulang happily took a screenshot and saved it in a private album as a souvenir.

This album is a commemorative album he created specifically for his own work. The screenshots in it include the first like and the first comment he received, and now there is one more in stock.

He is very happy that so many readers like his works.

I clicked into the work forum and took a look. Most of them were meaningless "ahhhhh" and all kinds of urging for updates and exaggerations. Except for -

[Hehe, the plot is inexplicable. The villagers died tragically, but the male lead and the second male lead didn't think about revenge, and they were in the mood to attend the event? ]

[Are you okay? It's not the protagonists who killed the villagers. If the villagers died, should the protagonists still keep vigil for them? ]

[The villagers were killed because of the invention of the second male lead. The second male lead is the murderer in disguise! ]

[??? You seem to have that serious illness]

(This post contains unfriendly comments and has been automatically deleted by the system)

Jiang Zhulang swiped his phone blankly and was about to refresh the page when the topic post was deleted.

He didn't expect that someone would argue with him at such a strange angle.

Somehow, he recalled what an internet user told him a long time ago.

He said: When people curse you in the comics forum, it means your work is going to be popular.

Could it be… ?

Oh, no, thinking of the disgusting comments section on his main account, Jiang Zhulang fell silent, throwing away the thoughts that had just emerged.

It’s better to take one step at a time and paint honestly!