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Liang Yu raised his head from her neck, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and shook his head, "it's nothing."
Without thinking too much, she lowered her head and muttered: "Seeing that you don't speak, I thought something was wrong."
He stood at an angle where she couldn't see, took a deep breath, and shook his head slowly, feeling a sharp pain in his temple.
Really no, it's too dangerous.
Zheng Yimian turned on the faucet, the rushing sound of water seemed to cover up something that hadn't broken through the ground.
But after a while, Li Min, who was playing a game, passed by the kitchen and came in to take a look: "What are you having for lunch?"
Zheng Yimian smiled and teased her: "What do you want to eat?"
"I can do anything, as long as there is meat," Li Min's request is very low, "Did I buy chicken wings, can we make Coca-Cola chicken wings?"
"It's okay" Zheng Yimian considered, "I haven't made it yet, but if I can find the recipe, I should be able to give it a try."
Li Min said briskly: "Okay, I'll search for a copy for you now."
After saying this, the kitchen fell silent.
Zheng Yimian concentrated on chopping vegetables, and the sound of the knife falling on the chopping board was very rhythmic.
Li Min: "I found the recipe, where can I post it?"
"Send it to my phone," Zheng Yimian put the potato chips on a plate, and said to Liang Yu, "I'll make it when the time comes, and you can just read the recipe to me."
Liang Yu smiled: "Just read it to you? Are you so sure?"
"Anyway, it's what Minmin wants to eat, even if it's not delicious, it won't bother me," Zheng Yimian shrugged, and looked at Li Min, "Min, why are you still in a daze?"
Li Min frowned and looked at the phone: "No, I think it's very strange."
Zheng Yimian noticed the obvious cautiousness in her tone, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Li Min raised the phone and scratched his head uncertainly: "Well, I don't have much experience, so I don't know if this is normal, so I want to ask you."
Zheng Yimian frowned, bent down to look at the contents of Li Min's phone.
Li Min said: "On Monday, I saw that your score was still 4.5. I don't know if I remembered correctly, but I just saw that your score is only 4.2. Is it normal for your score to drop because I think Ke Yao's score is like It's gone up."
"I also remember that I was 4.5 before," Zheng Yimian bit her lip, "You should remember correctly."
Li Min: "Why did Ke Yao's score increase and your score drop?"
Zheng Yimian shook her head, expressing that she didn't know.
She took out a tissue to wipe her hands, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket to confirm.
The score is indeed dropped, there is nothing wrong with it.
And Ke Yao's score has indeed increased.
In fact, there is no specific rule and standard to explain the fluctuation of the score. Whether it is rising or falling, it is not within the expected range of the artist himself.
But Zheng Yimian has been drawing comics for more than half a year, not to mention that she has figured out Xi Qing's rules, but at least she still has a steelyard in her heart.
Unless the plot suddenly collapsed, or the picture was shoddy due to a temporary rush to finish the painting, the score generally would not fluctuate much. And even if something goes wrong, the score won't drop so much in just one week. What's more, all the plots have just unfolded, and there is no question of the collapse of the plot and characters.
Moreover, even if something goes wrong, Cheng Cheng will be the first to tell her.
Zheng Yimian was silent for a while, and clicked on the comment section.
The comment area was chaotic and smoky, beyond her imagination.
In the past, most of her comments were comments that supported or discussed the direction of the plot, but now, they are concentrated under her comics, and most of them come from comments in the early hours of the morning, but they are full of hostility and shocking.
¡¾What kind of ghostly painting style is this? How did Xi Qing become popular now? ¡¿
[Is it my aesthetic ability, I have no idea what this comic is drawing]
[The plot is messy, and the characters are all kinds of strange, please do more homework, there are so many slots. ¡¿
[Ugly. ¡¿
Liang Yu stood right behind her, leaning his hands on the edge of the table in front of her to watch with her, but his eyes were unbelievably calm: "Scroll down."
Zheng Yimian scrolled down.
? Negative comments do not appear in groups, but whenever they do appear, they are posted by three different accounts not long after each other.
&nbsAfterwards, we chatted a few words, and established a mutual greeting relationship; some friends have a better relationship with her, and after a while, they will talk to each other about topics of interest to each other, and they will help each other read manuscripts.
There are a few people who have a good relationship, and they start to fight against her.
Although Nanman's signing meeting is coming soon, he still spared no effort to pay attention to her matter, and sent her a long voice: [I think someone is going to mess with you, because my previous "Guesthouse Qingqing" The grades are very good, but I was maliciously given a very low score and made very excessive comments. You also know that our app can have negative scores. Wow, during that time, I could see a lot of negative scores every day when I woke up, and it almost collapsed. ¡¿
Nanman also drew comics on the app, but it was not Xi Qing who signed the contract, but another comic company.
At the beginning, the two met on Weibo. Although they went to different places to develop, their relationship is still very good.
Zheng Yimian asked her: [Did you find out who it was? ¡¿
[I checked, but I only know that those comments were sent from one ip, but I can't match up with any author. You also know that there are so many comics by Xi Qing in the same period, how can I check them? Do I have to search the ip of every author? That would be too troublesome. ¡¿
Zheng Yimian: [So let's just let it go? ¡¿
Nanman: [No, we discovered it. ¡¿
Nanman: [After that incident came out, I think only a layman would think that this cartoon collapsed. In fact, as a painter, you can more or less tell that this is someone maliciously buying an account to hack you. Everyone was more gossip, and later it was spread that many large groups and small groups began to discuss this matter, and finally it spread to a small group, and everyone was scolding the person who bought the account, talking about pink eye disease or something. It didn't sound good, and as a result, one of the most frequent and active people in the group kept silent. ¡¿
Nanman: [My friend may also be unintentional. Seeing that person has been silent, I went to chat with her in private, and wanted to ask if she was unhappy, but the message was not finished, and I accidentally sent a sentence of "Are you?" That person immediately said, "No, it's not me, I didn't give Nanman a negative." Barbara, he said a lot, and suddenly he felt very emotional. ¡¿
Nanman: [My friend said, psychologically, this is a guilty conscience. In order to prove it, she went to everyone in the private chat group and asked "Are you?" In the end, everyone basically answered "Is it what?" ¡¿
Nanman: [So, as long as people are not guilty, they are very calm, and they will not evade to defend themselves, and find many examples to prove that they are not themselves. Because he has confidence, he is very calm, and those who are not calm have no confidence. ¡¿
Zheng Yimian looked at the long paragraph sent by Nanman, and thought about it in a rare way.
Halfway through thinking, Zhao Yuan sent a message to the group called [Sherlock Holmes would be ashamed].
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