Is this cartoonist mentally ill?

Ayumi Ito talked a lot eloquently, and even took out the contract for Lin Qingshan to read.

Lin Qingshan just flipped through it casually, but in fact he didn't care much at all.

He simply wants to draw comics in this world and earn enough money to support his life and "return to his hometown" next.

Moreover, he was originally a monk from Yeluzi. In his previous life, he was not a cartoonist, but an ACG enthusiast.

So Lin Qingshan really doesn't know how much better this treatment is than the treatment for new cartoonists in previous lives.

The main reason is because he is serialized in the comics industry, which is the leader of the world's comics industry. It is equivalent to Shonen Jump in the previous life, and the treatment is of course much better.

"...Teacher, what do you think?" Ito Ayumi finally said.

"Okay, just sign here... here... here, right?" Lin Qingshan said with renewed energy.

"Yes... I also need your fingerprints on your name and a copy of your ID card... but I can make a copy for you later." Ayumi Ito said, fully prepared.

"No problem." Lin Qingshan said carelessly.

Then they quickly completed the signing.

Lin Qingshan didn't even ask any questions, which inevitably made Ayumi Ito a little uneasy.

"Teacher Aoyama...don't you have any questions?"

Ayumi Ito bit her lip and asked.

"No, I just wanted to ask, when will wages be paid?"

Lin Qingshan rubbed his hands and asked sheepishly.

"The rules of this industry are that every time a manuscript is received, the teacher will be paid according to the confirmed manuscript. If it is determined that the teacher's manuscript is good, the teacher will be remunerated according to the previously agreed upon publication before the magazine is published."

Ayumi Ito said seriously.

"Teacher, the first three chapters of your work have been basically confirmed to be serialized next month, so it should be before the 10th of next month. We will give the teacher a remuneration."

"I see."

Lin Qingshan suddenly realized.

But I won’t be able to get my salary until next month, and today is the 12th of this month.

It's a bit hard to bear.

Lin Qingshan pursed his lips.

Seeing this, Ayumi Ito said nervously, "Sorry, teacher, this is company policy."

"It's okay, I quite understand! Long live understanding!"

Lin Qingshan waved his hand pretending to be generous and said.

"By the way, Ito-san, did you come to the Magic City alone?"

He asked curiously, "Why come to Shanghai? Isn't the treatment good in Japan?"

Ayumi Ito was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect Lin Qingshan to suddenly turn the topic to her.

"No, I used to work part-time in my hometown. I submitted my resume to the comic industry because I wanted to give it a try. I didn't expect it, so I came here."

Ayumi Ito said awkwardly.

"I see, where is Ito-san's hometown? It can't be Tokyo, right?"

Lin Qingshan asked curiously again.

Tokyo, that's an accident-prone area in anime... His mind was filled with random thoughts.

"No...my hometown is in Kyushu."

Ayumi Ito asked curiously, "Has Teacher Aoyama been to Japan?"

She felt that Lin Qingshan seemed to be very familiar with her hometown of Japan.

"It's a pity that I want to go. After all, it's the birthplace of ACG culture, isn't it?"

Lin Qingshan said with some pity.

In his previous life, he had plans to travel to Tokyo when he became an adult. If he could, he would probably go to Akihabara in Tokyo and come back.

But during that time in his previous life, a lot of things happened in the world, and he was not allowed to go abroad.

Ayumi Ito suddenly realized that it was because of this that Lin Qingshan knew something about Japan.

Although the world line has changed in this world, the fact that Japan is the birthplace of modern ACG culture has not changed.

However, later, with the development of ACG Culture Company, which has a more developed economy in the Republic, a more standardized industrial chain, and a more industrialized industry, the development of ACG Culture has completely surpassed Japan, its birthplace.

The upper economy determines the economic base and determines the superstructure. This is the same everywhere.

"If the teacher really wants to go, I can take the teacher on a trip when the time comes for vacation!"

Ayumi Ito became interested and said.

People are full of excitement when they talk about visiting their hometown area.

When Lin Qingshan heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "That's okay. Before going back to my hometown, it wouldn't be a bad idea to travel to Japan first!"

"By the way, where is the teacher's home address and the teacher's personal phone number? It will be convenient for me to contact the teacher at that time, or to pick up the manuscript at home."

Ayumi Ito suddenly remembered this and said immediately.

She only had the landline number from which she last contacted Lin Qingshan, and it seemed that the number she called was not Lin Qingshan's home landline, but the landline of Lin Qingshan's neighbor.

"This..."

The home address was nothing, just a phone number, and Lin Qingshan was in trouble.

He doesn't have a private phone number.

"I don't have a private phone number. You'd better call me on the landline. As for your home address..."

Lin Qingshan took out a tissue from the restaurant, then picked up the pen that he signed just now and wrote it out in detail.

"Well, just go there and find me when the time comes."

After Lin Qingshan finished writing, he stuffed it into the palm of Ito Ayumi's hand.

But he thought that Ayumi Ito would rarely go to his home to look for him.

After all, the manuscript he has submitted so far is a full six chapters, and one chapter will be serialized every half month, which is a full three months of manuscripts.

When Lin Qingshan submits the manuscript later, he plans to mail it directly to the comic company.

It also saves the editor lady a visit.

Ayumi Ito briefly glanced at the home address on the tissue, then neatly folded it and placed it solemnly in the pocket of her suit.

"It looks like it's getting late."

Lin Qingshan pretended to look at the non-existent watch on his hand and said, "You also need to eat, so I'll take my leave first."

Ayumi Ito was stunned for a moment, "Teacher Aoyama, are you leaving so soon?"

Lin Qingshan chuckled a few times, "I've had a meal and signed a contract. If I don't leave, what else can I do?"

"Let's go! Miss Ito, please enjoy your lunch time."

Then he waved his hand and left the restaurant directly.

Seeing this, Ayumi Ito sighed.

"Teacher Aoyama...is really a weirdo."