"I'm not too sure about that either," Gu Jiu replied. "I don't really like reading comics, but Gu Qi and Gu Shi are both fans of this author and have been following the updates. Apparently, this comic has even become popular overseas, so the author's drawing skills must be quite high."
Lin Chuxia's tone carried a hint of doubt and shock: "Really? I thought the illustrations in this set of books were only at the level of a junior high school student!"
Gu Yuheng, who had been sitting on the sofa, did not speak, but when he heard Lin Chuxia say those words, he looked up at her thoughtfully.
...
A few days later, Lin Chuxia kept her promise and handed Fang Jiaxi a complete set of comic books from who-knows-where.
"Here are the books you wanted. I forgot to check which volume yours was last time, so I just got them all for you."
Fang Jiaxi's previously indifferent eyes instantly lit up: "You even have the latest version? Where did you get it? And it's so neatly arranged?!"
Gu Qi, who was standing to the side, also asked with interest: "Young Madam, it's hard to buy physical copies of this comic book. Where did you buy it? I don't need a signed copy, a regular copy is fine too."
He is a relatively rational person; he only admires the work, not the person.
Who knows if that painter named "Summer" is male or female, beautiful or ugly? With such a mature art style and such a dramatic plot, with one exciting moment after another, he might just be a burly man, probably extremely ugly.
Otherwise, how do you explain why this painter has refused to show his face?
Lin Chuxia looked at Gu Qi and replied, "I had a friend send it over. If you want it, I'll have her send you a set later."
"Your friend is so amazing! She got one set and then got another? Where did she get them from?" Fang Jiaxi asked.
Lin Chuxia said casually, "Oh, her? She works at a publishing house, so it's easier for her to get it!"
"Oh right, the publisher! How come I didn't think of that? Next time I'll just ask my brother to find someone at the publisher to buy it for me. That way I'm sure I can get it! Wait, does the publisher have that many signed copies available?"
"Indeed, there wasn't one, so what she sent was the regular version," Lin Chuxia confessed.
Fang Jiaxi was stunned: "Then what's the deal with this autographed set I have?"
"That's easy. After she sends it, I can just write something on it, right?"
After Lin Chuxia finished speaking, she noticed that Gu Qi and Fang Jiaxi were both looking at her with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
Fang Jiaxi said, almost enunciating each word clearly, "So, you mean to say that this is your own signature?!"
Lin Chuxia nodded: "Yeah! Is that not okay?"
Then, grinning, he said, "You two didn't notice just now, did you? See? Didn't I imitate it perfectly?"
You big-headed devil!
Lin Chuxia's irritating tone made Fang Jiaxi so angry that she wanted to smash the set of books into Lin Chuxia's face, but then she couldn't bring herself to do it.
Never mind, even if it's a fake signature, it's still the work of my favorite artist, so I can't ruin it.
"It's fake, but it's better than having none at all!" Upon learning that the signature was fake, Fang Jiaxi's joy diminished considerably, but she still thanked Lin Chuxia.
"Young Madam, was that really a forged signature?" Gu Qi asked with some doubt.
He thought of one possibility, but then realized it wasn't very realistic.
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