"Okay, let's get that out of the way, let's talk about your comics. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Wang Xiu hurriedly changed the subject.

"Actually, in my opinion, your comics don't necessarily have to find someone to work with, you can draw them yourself. ”

If Wang Xiu is an ordinary traverser and is reborn in this dream eater world, he doesn't mind cooperating with Cang Shuhong, after all, this is a very beautiful and talented beauty. After a long time, maybe you will secretly feel emotional.

But it's a pity that he is not, and he doesn't have the mind to waste time on the emotional matter of male and female love.

"I'm not good at drawing. ”

"Drawing skills are all practiced, what's not to do, besides, you also know a new wife, the highest cartoonist with great drawing skills, you can learn. ”

"En......" Cang Shuhong paused slightly, lowered his head and pondered.

"Your comics, only you know best, others to draw, it's not easy to finish it, not to mention that yours is still a fairy tale type comic...... This is much more difficult than the detective manga drawn by Yumeha Aki in the city...... And not every combination can achieve the same level of tacit understanding as theirs. ”

The two talked in detail, and Wang Xiu tried his best to persuade Cang Shuhong to draw comics by himself, in fact, in the original plot, Cang Shuhong was also the next comic [Aoba Season] that he would draw independently in the future.

Before I knew it, the time had come to 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, and there was a loud knock on the door, which was Nakai Yurou with an angry hammer.

Wang Xiu opened the door, and the Nakai Qiaolang in front of him was filled with the smell of wine, drunk and carrying a wine bottle.

"What's the matter?" "Why did you come so late and drink alcohol, did you come to the door with this smell of alcohol?"

"You...... You ...... Damn, damn Chinese, by ...... Why do you say that I don't have dreams in my painting skills, why? Because of you, because you Miss Cangshu abandoned me, it's because of you, you, you ......."

"Do you think that in this way, Miss Cangshu will choose you? No, no, Miss Cangshu will definitely not choose you, absolutely not ......"

"That's enough, Mr. Nakai, you're just going to make me feel sick like this. Cang Shuhong suddenly walked out of the room and said coldly.

"Ah, Miss Cangshu, you, you...... You have actually ......" Zhongjing's face turned into despair, now at this point in time, so late, Cang Shuhong is actually in Wang Xiu's house, they, they ......

"I, I'm going to kill you!!" Nakai Qiaolang angrily raised the wine bottle in his hand and smashed it at Wang Xiu.

Wang Xiu's face turned cold, he was angry, he dodged sideways, raised his right hand, easily grabbed Zhongjing's arm, and with a swing of his hand, he actually vigorously flew Zhongjing lying on his back and flying out.

Wang Xiu learned from Bruce Lee's Jeet Kune Do boxing method in the world of chess souls, although he didn't put too much thought into the national arts, but under the effect of the world beads, even if he practiced every three or five times, he easily reached the stage of Ming Jin, and Nakai was just a fat middle-aged man, not to mention one to fight ten, at least one to fight five is no problem.

"Nakai, you're drinking too much. Wang Xiu stepped forward, picked up the wine bottle that had fallen on the ground, and poured all the remaining wine on Nakai's face.

"It's not terrible for people to waste wood, it's terrible to attribute the cause of this waste to others, don't say that nothing happened to me and Miss Cang Shuhong, even if it really happened, it's not something you can manage, if you yell at my door like this, don't blame me for being unkind." ”

Wang Xiu snapped and smashed the wine bottle in his hand, and the sharp stubble of the wine bottle pointed at Zhongjing, as if he wanted to make a hole in him.

"Ahh......h

Zhongjing was pushed by Wang Xiu, splashed, and the sharp wine bottle in front of him was pointed at in front of him, and his frightened soul did not possess his body, and the courage he finally borrowed from the wine suddenly dissipated cleanly.

"Get out of here!"

"Yes is ......" Nakai ran away without a trace, Wang Xiu shook his head disdainfully, in the anime, this guy is a useless waste material, a middle-aged uncle who can't be supported, after seeing it in real time, except for some attainments in painting, the others are useless, whether it is the heart, character, will, it is so, no wonder there is the highest in the future, Fukuda, the help of the three of the new wife has not been mixed, it is really a waste standard Adou who can't be supported.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang Xiu, I didn't expect that my decision would affect Nakai to do such a thing. Cang Shuhong apologized.

"It's okay, in fact, Fukuda has already informed me that Nakai will come to find trouble today, and it is impossible for his character to cause me much trouble, it is just a trivial matter. ”

"And it's not too late, I'll put you in a taxi, go back quickly." ”

"Yes. ”

When sending Cang Shuhong to the car, when he was about to leave, Cang Shuhong thanked Wang Xiu through the car window:

"Teacher Wang Xiu, thank you for your guidance, you are right, only I know the best about comics, and my comic drawings are drawn by myself, so that I can draw a story that I am satisfied with......"

"I heard that you volunteered to be a cartoonist's assistant behind Yacheng Mumengye for free, learning comic skills, then, I will also learn from you what you do, tomorrow, from tomorrow, I will also be your cartoonist assistant for free, please give me more advice from tomorrow. ”

"Ah...... Yuriko, you're kidding, right? I don't really need an assistant. ”

Cang Shuhong shook his head seriously, and said with a shallow smile: "Teacher Wang Xiu, please take care of me from tomorrow." ”

With that, she rolled down the window and the taxi drove away.

Cang Shuhong, who was sitting in the car, smiled secretly in her heart, she knew that Wang Xiu couldn't refuse, because if he was really an old boy, he wouldn't be able to refuse any woman's request, well, as long as it wasn't too embarrassing and too much.

Old boys are very thin-skinned.

In a sense, Cangshuhong saw through part of Wang Xiu's essence.

Wang Xiu was stunned on the spot, I don't want a cartoonist assistant, because I really don't need it, and it's not convenient for a person to practice.

"I always feel like I'm being tricked. Wang Xiu touched his head and thought a little depressed.

"Well...... Maybe I'm thinking too much, maybe she's just joking. ”

At half past eight o'clock in the morning, I got up early on the balcony, stood for two hours on the mixed yuan Taiji pile, took a deep breath, quietly rested, and played the flowing water invisible, without the restraint of the moves.

Wang Xiu finally took a deep breath, puffed up in his lower abdomen, squirmed slightly, the spine behind him shook, the bone internodes penetrated, linked, the cold hairs on the whole body stood up, the skin of the whole body was retracted, the qi and blood in the body surged, as if to rush out of the pores, but it was tightly closed, and at the same time, there was a faint trace of the nourishing power of the world beads in the body, and a trace of continuous energy nourished the body.