Storyboard ready?

Friday.

As time went on, one day after the magazine was released, and after the fermentation, the public's outcry against Ou Congquan had not subsided.

Not only did it not subside, but it intensified.

However, as more and more readers denounced Ou Congquan, they also noticed the "AORI" that Tang Yao had written.

Whether it was hope or wishful thinking.

In any case, besides shouting for Ou Congquan to explain, many readers also started calling for the editor to speak out.

"What does this bunch of idiotic readers have to do with me... Actually, it does have something to do with me, but what do they mean by asking me to speak out?"

Tang Yao got out of bed and saw the readers' comments. She complained in a low voice and then turned her head to say, "What do you think, Xun?"

"..."

Tang Xun, who was standing behind her sister and helping her tie her ponytail, paused her movements upon hearing this. "I don't even know what you're talking about."

Tang Yao explained, "To give a simple example, suppose a classmate of yours wrote a terrible essay, but the title happened to be the same as yours, and then the teacher asked you to explain why she wrote it that way."

"Then I wouldn't be able to explain at all."

"Right."

Tang Yao smiled and continued, "Not only do you not have to explain, but you have to argue your case. Even though it's just an example, if you encounter something unfair, don't back down. If you really can't solve it, you still have me. Don't worry, your sister will always stand by your side, no matter what."

"...I know."

Tang Xun nodded, and at the same time, smoothly gathered Tang Yao's hair, picked up a rubber band, and tied a beautiful single ponytail.

"But speaking of which, you haven't had a parent-teacher conference before, have you?"

Tang Yao suddenly thought of something, her eyes lighting up slightly. "Isn't there that kind of thing? Like calling parents?"

She actually wanted to try it.

After all, she had never done it before.

"I'm in high school, not elementary school."

Tang Xun glanced at the ponytail she had tied, confirmed there were no problems, and took a step back, looking it over. She replied, "There aren't that many parent-teacher conference sessions."

"Is that so? Then how are your grades?"

"Top ten in the grade."

"..."

Tang Yao was completely silenced.

She was so amazing, what could she say?

That was a realm of academic excellence she had never reached.

"After all, you worked hard to earn the tuition."

Tang Xun seemed to know what her sister was thinking. She moved forward again, coming behind Tang Yao, and gently tugged at the hem of her clothes, then reached out to try and smooth out the wrinkles on the fabric. "Everything is going smoothly at school, don't worry."

"You don't have to say that... Eek!"

Tang Yao was about to tell her sister not to say that and not to put too much pressure on herself, but before she could finish.

Tang Xun's small hand, which had been smoothing the wrinkles, suddenly moved upward, half-embracing her, and then gently lifted her firm and full chest.

"Xun!"

Tang Yao's body stiffened, her face instantly flushed red, and she quickly turned away. "What are you doing?"

"To see if the one I bought last time fits."

"You could have just asked."

"You would lie."

"I..."

Tang Yao glared at the girl in front of her, her voice filled with embarrassment and anger. "What kind of ridiculous reason is that? Can I use the same reason to lift yours? Do you think that's reasonable?"

"Of course, you can."

Tang Xun stood in front of her sister, slightly puffing out her proud chest, and began to tie her own ponytail. "But I wouldn't lie, and I don't need you to buy anything for me, so it's meaningless... Besides, only you, sister, would have such a girlish reaction to your sister's actions."

"..."

Tang Yao wanted to retort, but she couldn't find a reason for a moment, so she could only say earnestly, "That's not a girlish reaction, that's called being caught off guard."

"Exactly."

Tang Xun finished tying her ponytail and lowered her hands. Her stunning face paired with the high ponytail gave off a youthful, maidenly vibe.

Tang Yao reached out and pinched her soft cheeks. "Are you happy arguing with your sister?"

"Not happy."

Tang Xun let her sister rub her cheeks while she took out her phone to check the time. "I have to go to school."

"...Go ahead."

Tang Yao looked at the cool, aloof girl before her and could only reluctantly let go of her cheek. "Be careful on your way."

"Mhm, remember to eat properly when you stay home."

Tang Xun turned and began to tidy up, then walked towards the door, ready to leave for school.

However, at the doorway.

She suddenly paused, then turned around and returned to her sister's side.

"Hm?"

Tang Yao looked at her with some confusion.

"That wasn't me teasing you just now. I was genuinely worried you'd be embarrassed."

Tang Xun tilted her porcelain-white face slightly, gazing at her sister, and said softly, "And no matter what I do, it won't change the fact that as my older sister, you've always protected me. I don't know what's happened that requires you to stay home, but no matter what, I'll always be by your side, Sis."

Tang Yao was stunned for a moment, then she ruffled her hair and said gently, "Xun, thank you."

Tang Xun left for school.

Tang Yao stretched and then looked at the drafts on the table, pulling up a chair to sit down.

She really hadn't told Xun about the manga award or the early release.

Because it was really hard to explain... The reason she was staying home today was to race against time to draw the manga.

However.

This wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Even if she had told Tang Xun, she wouldn't have been able to help, and it would have only added to her worry... At this point, all she needed to do was get it done.

After all, as the two of them had said, no matter what happened, the sisters would be there for each other.

That was enough.

"Let's do this."

Tang Yao looked at the drafts on the table, took a deep breath, and then buried herself in her work again.

Her speed was even faster than yesterday.

Actually, she had vaguely realized during this time that her transmigration seemed to have brought some benefits.

The most obvious benefit was the enhancement of her memory. Perhaps it was due to accommodating two souls, but she could recall anything she had ever seen.

On the other hand, her drawing skills also seemed to have been strengthened, though she wasn't sure if it was due to superposition or some other reason.

She felt like her hands were incredibly obedient right now.

This was just on paper; if it were a digital tablet or a flat panel, she felt like she could transform into a tentacle monster.

She could do it.

She could draw it!

With these thoughts, Tang Yao's focus quickly returned, and she became completely immersed once more.

Outside the house.

The dawn light appeared, then slowly climbed, shining into the room.

As time passed, it shifted and moved.

During this period, Tang Yao remained at her desk, except for when she got hungry at noon and ate something, or when she used the restroom.

It was past two in the afternoon.

Tang Yao finally came back to her senses, or rather, was forced to.

Because her phone on the desk rang.

She had already informed Miss Li that she had something to do today and wouldn't be coming in, so it shouldn't be her.

So, was it work-related?

Tang Yao glanced at her phone, then at the pile of drafts on the table. The original manuscripts should be enough. She wondered who it was.

She put down her pen and picked up her phone to look.

As soon as she picked up her phone, she frowned.

Because it was Ou Congquan... or more accurately, his assistant, Li Jiang, who had sent the message. The message was simple and to the point.

[Editor Tang, Teacher's storyboards for the next issue are finished and will be sent to the editorial department shortly. Do you have time to receive them now?]

"..."

Finished?

So quickly?

Tang Yao looked at Li Jiang's text message, leaned back in her chair, and felt somewhat suspicious.

Although storyboards weren't finished drafts, some manga artists were perfunctory, with some only writing dialogue and calling it a day.

But this was just too fast.

She visited yesterday, and it's already finished today.

She didn't think the other party could accept it so quickly and resignedly prepare the storyboards.

So, the other party still wants to draw according to the original idea? It seems like the higher-ups will have to step in after all?

Actually, Tang Yao didn't know that Ou Congquan had pulled an all-nighter yesterday.

"..."

Tang Yao looked at the message, thought carefully, and still replied to Li Jiang, asking him to send the original draft over in half an hour.

On the other end, Li Jiang immediately replied, "Received."

Tang Yao put away her phone, then stood up, tidied the drafts on the table, and prepared to leave.

She wanted to go take a look.

See what the situation was, and then assess whether she needed to ask Shang Tao to get the higher-ups involved.

Anyway, the original draft for Fate Zero was enough for now.

Perfect timing.

At the same time, at Ou Congquan's home.

Ou Congquan, with dark circles under his eyes, sat on the sofa in the middle of the living room, which had already been cleaned.

However, he, who was usually expressionless, now sat on the high-end sofa as if on pins and needles.

Restless.

"What do you say?"

At this moment.

Li Jiang walked out of the assistant's room.

As soon as he came out, Ou Congquan immediately turned his head and stared at him intently, asking for the fourth time.

"...Editor Tang said to send it over in half an hour, but the time hasn't come yet."

Li Jiang was already a bit annoyed from being asked, but he still patiently replied.

Because it was the fourth time...

But Ou Congquan clearly wasn't letting him off and asked again, "Why half an hour?"

"..."

Li Jiang fell silent.

You're asking me? How should I know?