Chapter 125: The Master Paints

Ning Meng pursed her lips: "Mingxi, you are too angry and too hearty." It's just a phone, just use it once, why are you so surprised? ”

Mingxi didn't say anything and went back to the room.

Ning Meng complained a few more words, and seeing that Mingxi ignored it, she had to go to sleep alone. Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, a middle-aged man with a self-contained scroll appeared in the worry relief house. The pressure of life has made his face crawling with wrinkles in his thirties, and his young body has long since become a mass of fat and a mass of flesh piled up. He held a basket of things in his hand and said with some embarrassment: "I'm here to deliver something." ”

Ning Meng wanted to invite him in, but he resolutely refused, and only said that he would leave after the worry relief house.

He handed the basket of juice to Ning Meng: "You may think it is strange, but the rest of the things are true." Last night I had a dream in which my father told me that he was alive and well in the other world, and asked me to give you these juices as a token of gratitude. Even the address of this house was told to me by my father in a dream. I didn't quite believe it when I came in the morning, and it wasn't until I got here and saw the house that I didn't believe that my father's words in the dream were right. ”

Ning Meng took the juice, "You squeezed it all by hand?"

The man nodded: "A week ago, I took my wife, children, and father to the orchard in the suburbs to pick oranges, and after I came back, the family made so much juice together." At that time, there was a father, and the family was very happy at that time. ”

All the men have tears and don't flick, but they haven't reached the sad place. When the man said this, his eyes were already starting to glisten with a little tears.

Ning Meng solemnly said: "Your heart has been reached, I believe your father will definitely see it." He once made a wish here that he wanted you and your family to be happy forever, so I hope you will make your father's wish come true. ”

The man nodded: "I will definitely make my father's wish come true." ”

After the man left, he deliberately looked at the building of the Relief House, which he seemed to have never seen before, but it seemed like it had always been there.

The existence of the Worry Relief House should be like this.

Ning Meng tasted a little orange juice as a reward, and deliberately said loudly: "This is the taste of happiness and the taste of hope." Probably because she was too carried away, and as soon as she made a little high-minded appearance, her body seemed to be unable to bear it, and she coughed violently, as if she was about to cough out her lungs.

Ning Meng kept beating her chest: "It's really a skirt mold, and I will choke on juice." ”

Mingxi really couldn't stand it anymore, so he sent Ning Meng zero immortal qi, "It's not that you're unlucky, it's because you're disobedient, and now your body can't stand it." ”

"Ahem, cough, cough," Ning Meng coughed violently a few times, "Why am I disobedient, I have eaten all the onions you asked me to eat, if this is not obedient, then I really have no way at all." ”

Bai: "Lord Mingxi's thing is not about the onion, it's about the phone. Woof. ”

"What's wrong with the phone?

"I've never seen such a stupid host. It's not a mobile phone, it's something you asked the soul to call yesterday to ask for a dream, Wang. ”

"That's it, I Mingxi must be angry," Ning Meng took the drink handed over by Hei, found that it was orange juice again, and decisively refused, and then: "Didn't you just make a phone call, and you don't need to pay for the phone, what are you doing in such a hurry." ”

Hei exchanged a glass of white water for Ning Meng, "What costs you is not the phone bill, but the ability of the owner of the house to relieve worries, meow." ”

"Ability to spend? What does that mean?"

"There are so many owners of the Worry Relief House, but each Rao's ability is different. These abilities are like having a fixed value, and during this period of life in the Relief House, the main ability can increase or decrease. Making a soul call is a drain on power. Woof. ”

"Because Boss Meng has just gone through a big battle, his body is still weak, and it is the time when his ability is empty, so Lord Mingxi is reluctant to let you use the soul phone. Meow. ”

Ning Meng thought about it, and it seemed easier to understand by replacing the word "ability" with "physical strength". But no matter what, Mingxi is thinking about himself, and he didn't understand what he meant yesterday and lost his temper with him, which really shouldn't be. But so what, Mingxi obviously cares about himself but refuses to understand, this kind of character is already at a loss.

Ning Meng: "Okay, okay, I understand your hard work, will it not take long to understand next time?" ”

Mingxi: "Do you understand that you don't need it?" Then he threw off the folding fan and walked away on his own.

"There's juice here?"

Wang Shuaishuai was like clocking in at work, he appeared at the door of the worry house on time at nine o'clock in the morning, saw the juice on the table, and couldn't wait to pour a glass and drink it.

"It's so pure, it's as good as it gets. Freshly squeezed juice. Sister Meng, when did you become so virtuous, can you make your own freshly squeezed juice?"

Wang Shuaishuai drank two large cups after a while, and wanted to drink a third one.

Gui Yuyue stepped in to stop it: "When you don't have a job, you must remember to manage your body, and when the work comes to talk, you can get the job as soon as possible." ”

Then drank the drink that Wang Shuaishuai had just poured over, and couldn't help but admire: "This tastes really good, it must not be Mengmeng, is it possible that Mingxi made it?"

Ning Meng: "It's not Mingxi's deal, it's the client, oh don't entrust the soul son to send it." The taste is okay. ”

Gui Yuyue thought of the soul that came yesterday: "When that person first came in, I didn't look right, but I didn't expect it to be a soul." If the soul wanders in the world for a long time, it is easy to become an evil spirit, and if you don't treat it well, you can't do it."

"I guess I've gone to another world by now, after all, my wish has been granted. ”

Gui Yuyue couldn't help but pour herself two glasses of orange juice, "I brought you a friend, if it's a friend, can the reward be less." ”

The person who came in was a young girl, with fair skin and a round face, and a simple casual outfit that set off her youthful atmosphere. If it weren't for the fine lines on the corners of her eyes, Ning Meng would really treat her as a college student.

Gui Yuyue: "This is my friend, a cartoonist, who has been very worried about his own affairs recently, so I brought it over to see if you have any solutions." ”

Ning Meng raised a hand, blocked her mouth with her backhand and said to Gui Yuyue: "Do you remember the Fu Chanjuan you brought last time? I almost jumped off the building, and I brought someone here this time? The person you brought is too dangerous, I don't dare to continue." ”

Gui Yuyue: "What's the matter, Fu Chanjuan didn't do much in the end, didn't she save it? I heard that you and Mingxi went when she got married." This one has to be helped. ”

"You have so many weird friends, you really get people in trouble. ”

"Things gather like people in groups, there are really too many friends like you. ”

Ning Meng sent a few more white eyes to Gui Yuyue, and still invited the cartoonist to sit on the sofa.

There was no need for Ning Meng to introduce herself with a lengthy opening remark, and the cartoonist spoke, "When I came, Yuedu already told me that this is a store that can help people fulfill their wishes, and I am ready to be paid, but I don't know if it is enough." He pulled a pen out of his pocket.

Ning Meng saw that it was just an ordinary paintbrush, and didn't know what it was for.

Cartoonist: "This is one of my favorite manga artists, and I used this pen to create my first comic, so it's a special memorial. My wish is very important, so I want to give something very important as a reward in exchange for the fulfillment of my wish. Of course, if that doesn't work, I can pay for it, or something else. ”

"You'd better put your credibility before that. ”

The cartoonist is really prepared, and I don't know how many times I've practiced the following words.

She: "I'm serializing a manga based on a true story, but now the popularity of this manga is not high, and I want to make this manga even more popular." My wish is for this manga to become popular and continue to be popular. ”

This is probably the wish of every cartoonist, to be able to collaborate on multimedia. This work can also be turned into books, animations, comics, audiobooks, film and television works, and then the corresponding figures and peripherals, etc., etc.

It's a good wish, it's simple, but it seems too ordinary for a manga artist. If you don't have a strong desire, even if you find a house to relieve your worries, the results may not be very good. What's more, this cartoonist was brought by Gui Yuyue, and with the nature of "going through the back door", Ning Meng is even more difficult to judge.

Ning Meng: "How long have you been drawing comics before that?"

"I've loved it since then, but it was two years ago that I actually started drawing manga. ”

Ning Meng couldn't help but beat a drum in her heart, a cartoonist who had just been drawing for two years began to have such thoughts, and he didn't know if it should be a little self-conscious. Of course, the possibility that the cartoonist in front of me is not excluded is a talent, but most people who can achieve success have gone through an unknown number of years of struggle to get to that point.

Ning Meng respected every commissioner, "Then why do you have to make a wish for this comic?"

Manga artist: "As I said earlier, this is a manga based on a true story. The story tells the story of how a teenager from the countryside became the first university student in his village and became a weapons expert in the country through his own efforts. Many of the weapons that have won international awards have the shadow of his design, so he is an unsung hero. I want more people to know about him, and more people can remember this unsung hero. ”