"Is this here?,Hey~ It's the first time I've come to the capital.,It's good if you're here when you're traveling.。 The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Standing outside the gate of a courtyard in Wangfujing in Beijing, I can't help but sigh in my heart.

There is only one purpose for coming here, that is, to meet Mr. Wang Yongsheng, the founder of the painting king, of course, I am not the only one who came with me, and the Lancer, who lives in a simple place, was also dragged over by me, after all, it is not good for a child to fly, and a guardian must be pulled.

There was a knock on the door.

"It's coming!" a small child opened the door and looked up at us three strangers.

"Huanhuan, call your grandfather, and say that the person he is looking for is here. Zheng Nan, who led the way, said with a smile.

"Well, grandpa!" he happily ran to call someone.

"Okay, I'll see the editor-in-chief in a minute. Zheng Nan, the editor in charge of me, asked curiously: "When I heard that you were coming to the capital, I thought you had decided to join the Three Musketeers Studio, but it turned out that there was something important to talk to the editor-in-chief face-to-face, what is so important." ”

"A major event related to the wheel of history. "I repelled someone whose thinking was not enough to jump in a single sentence.

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When I first met Wang Yongsheng, I was under the impression of an old man, but the old man's smiling face was full of philistine Yin Qing, and he looked at me like a fat sheep, which made my first impression of him negative.

This image is different from the legend, how can it be broken, well, this is the power of Su in worship, how can the person who is against the "protagonist" be a good person!

Lan Ther didn't follow up, but gave me a strange look, and pulled Zheng Nan to walk around without knowing where to go, and as a result, only me, Mr. Wang Yongsheng and his grandson Huanhuan were left.

"You're the author of a full-time hunter, Da S, come on, sit casually, you're welcome. Mr. Wang was about to laugh into a cracked mouth, "I heard Xiao Zheng say that he is a student as young as my grandson, and it is really better to meet than to be famous, Huanhuan, and learn from others." As he spoke, he began to educate his grandson, who was sitting in his arms.

Alas, really, really, this virtue, to be manipulated by some will to change the personality or something, is really sad.

"Hello Grandpa Wang, actually, I have something I want to discuss with you. "The superficial effort still has to be done.

"What's the matter?"

"Well, before that, let's introduce myself, my name is Ah Shen. I walked up to him and held out my right hand to him.

"Xiao Shen, a very good name, I am Wang Yongsheng, the editor-in-chief of the painting king. Mr. Wang, who was smiling all over his face, responded and stretched out his hand to shake me.

When the two hands clasp each other, the opportunity comes.

As an outsider, I have the power of individual correction, and I can correct a person who existed in the original world back to his original nature before being influenced by the Soviet Union, and the target this time is naturally the founder of the original continent comics, Mr. Wang Yongsheng, the godfather-level existence.

At the moment when the corrective force was activated through physical contact, my spirit seemed to have been sublimated in some way, there was an illusion of merging into all things in heaven and earth, and what my eyes saw was no longer a simple substance, I could see the glowing "0" and "1" running down my right hand into Mr. Wang's hand, and then expanding to his entire body, and Mr. Wang's expression at this time was also surprised and abnormal, cloudy and uncertain, as if he had seen something incredible and incomprehensible.

After a long time, I let go of Mr. Wang's hand, and Mr. Wang was also lying on the chair as if he had lost his strength, his expression was a little shocked, but the deep eyes made people feel that he was sorting out his thoughts.

"Grandpa. His grandson worriedly pulled down his grandfather's sleeve.

"Oh, I'm fine, Huanhuan, sorry to scare you. Seeing that his grandson was about to cry, Mr. Wang reacted and coaxed his grandson, "Brother Xiao Shen and I have something to talk about, can you go out and have fun first?"

Huanhuan's eyes circled back and forth between his grandfather and the child who was about the same age as him, and when he saw that his grandfather was really fine, he agreed and ran out to play.

There were only two of us left in the room, and seeing that Mr. Wang was still thinking, I didn't ask immediately, and the atmosphere was a little weirdly quiet.

"Grandpa Wang, you should know. Estimating that it was almost over, I broke the silence and asked cautiously with half apprehension and expectation: "Actually, this world is not your original world. ”

"Well, I already know, Xiao Shen, are you from the future world?" Different from the businessman-like philistine before, Mr. Wang at this time is more like an elder who cares about the younger generations, a kind old man, "It's a bit similar to Xue Ye's setting." ”

"Well, it's true to say it's the future, but it's not all true. "Judging from temperament and intuition, Mr. Wang should be trustworthy, and the power of correction has been used, so I will also give a general explanation of the existence of my outsiders and the invaders and the brain silkworm tampering with the historical trajectory, and playing with the world and applauding with my own will to satisfy myself.

After listening, Mr. Wang walked to the door and looked at the blue sky, and was silent for a long time, while his grandson played with iron hoops in the yard.

I can't help but feel a little sad when I see the twilight back of Mr. Wang's hero, it seems that he should also know that the painting king will be banned in the end.

"Grandpa Wang, don't care too much, although the ending of the future painting king is a little tragic, but the status of the painting king you founded is irreplaceable in the hearts of fans. "I will say the words that come to mind as a sign of comfort.

"Thank you, Xiao Shen. Mr. Wang smiled with satisfaction, "You only have one correction quota, why don't you find someone with more power to correct it, it's better than my old bone who has no power behind it?"

"Well...... I tilted my head in 36-degree thinking, "I just don't want people to misunderstand, I don't know, anyway, I feel very uncomfortable drawing comics and being accused of plagiarism by a plagiarist, in order to clarify the misunderstanding...... "It seems that there are more than these reasons, but I can't say, in short, it's a subtle feeling."

Originally, everyone copied the future of Japanese comics,To contribute to the market development of Guoman,Even if this behavior is disgraceful,But the starting point is at least good,Look at the strong luck provided by Wang Xiaoming's silkworm reading,So although it's not in a magazine,But they also don't interfere with each other's well water。

But Wang Xiaoming didn't know which string was funny, and he didn't understand the simple truth that he wouldn't die if he didn't die, because he suspected that there was another reborn like him, and he didn't know what he was worried about, anyway, he fell into a strange state of anxiety before he confirmed it, and he was bound to find out the mysterious cartoonist of the full-time hunter, as for what to do after finding out, he didn't think about it himself, anyway, he had to find out the mysterious author of the full-time hunter first.

However, the author of the hunter, Big S, has no information about the name and address of the big S, and there is no way to start investigating it.

Even if he wanted to mobilize the power of his beautiful teacher to draw a little bit of talk to the Wang Magazine, it ended in failure, and in desperation, Wang Xiaoming used that crazy trick - you are plagiarizing me!

What is going on with this kind of stick-like cosmic spirit, even if I plagiarize, it is also a copy, the rich traitor and the old thief have nothing to do with you, okay, you can actually give full play to the spirit of the stick, in fact, you are the descendant of the stick, right?

If it weren't for Alyssa (instigated by Xiao Lu Ying, and Lan Ther was indifferent) trying her best to stop it, I really wanted to make a cameo as Comrade bin Laden dropped a bomb and went in directly.

But there's a good way to fight back.,Since he spoiled my plot.,Then I can also spoil the plot of their comics.,See who copied whom.。

The remnant of the thought is that I failed when I just wanted to try.,Net King's words.,In addition to Ryoma、Tezuka's skills of the protagonist's supporting roles and Ryoma's eye injury is still fresh in my memory.,Who still remembers the other specific plots?。

In addition to the boss of each dungeon, Digimon has almost forgotten the specific plot, and the demon beast almost didn't even remember the black gear.

Is there anything more unreliable than writing this......

Ah, ah,The silkworm possession with a Du Niang function is different~!I'm desperate for this kind of reborn person who can perfectly reproduce every detail of the comics.。

"That's right!" a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I finally knew why I gave up so many better candidates and didn't want to come to the capital to find Mr. Wang Yongsheng, "In order not to let it tarnish the important anime in the hearts of our fans, I want to crush the aggressor in the field of animation before he gets involved in other businesses!"