After hanging a bottle of glucose, Wang Ming felt that his body was much better, so he begged Liu Zhuyan and wanted to be discharged from the hospital. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Liu Zhuyan didn't want Wang Ming to be discharged from the hospital so early, but she couldn't bear Wang Ming's troubles, so she had to agree, but she asked Wang Ming to check it thoroughly.

In order to be discharged from the hospital early, Wang Ming agreed.

But what I didn't expect was that this thorough inspection would last for an afternoon, and this was still under the condition of a green light all the way.

After the examination, the formalities were completed, and Wang Ming was discharged from the hospital with his stepmother Liu Zhuyan.

I got in the car and drove all the way to the suburbs, stopping in front of a villa that covers a huge area. After getting out of the car, Wang Ming went back to the room to rest on the grounds that he was unwell.

According to his memory, he found his room, and under fatigue, Wang Ming didn't even take off his clothes, so he fell asleep directly on the bed.

After some time, it was not until the servant knocked on the door that Wang Ming woke up from his sleep, and the rising sun outside the window told Wang Ming that he had slept for more than ten hours yesterday.

Coming downstairs with a sigh, breakfast was already set on the table, and stepmother, father, and cousin were already waiting for them on the table.

The stepmother is a virtuous person, she can take care of the whole family after work, and she is a model of a good wife and mother, but the predecessor has a deep estrangement from this virtuous woman because of the rebellious relationship.

Looking up and seeing Wang Ming on the stairs, a soft smile appeared on Liu Zhuyan's face: "Ah Ming, good morning, how do you feel about your body?"

Looking at the stepmother in ordinary home clothes, although I was moved by what she had done for her predecessor over the years, I could only be sorry for you out of self-preservation: "...... It's okay, it's the same as before, you can't die!"

Seeing that Wang Ming's tone was still so blunt, Liu Zhuyan sighed in her heart, and she didn't know when she would be able to walk into the heart of the hard-working child in front of her.

"Speak well, call stepmother. A loud voice came from next to Wang Ming, and the loud voice startled my cousin.

Turning his head to look over, a man in a Mao suit, with his eyebrows upturned, and not angry and arrogant, was sitting at the top, holding the newspaper of the day in his hand, looking a little displeased.

Seeing that Wang Ming was just pursing his lips, and the daughter of the little uncle's family was also afraid, Liu Zhuyan complained: "Speak quietly at home, do you want to scare anyone to death!"

After glancing at his wife, Wang Chengji's eyes returned to the newspaper: "A day has passed, what do you think?"

Wang Ming, who accepted the memory of his predecessor, knew what his father was talking about-

Because of a bet with a good friend, the predecessor finally mustered up the courage, and on Friday night, he and his father proposed that they wanted to drop out of school and become a cartoonist, but they were severely rejected by their father and beaten up, and then locked in their room and were not allowed to eat!

was not in good health, and he couldn't think about it for a while, so that his predecessor died suddenly in his sleep for some reason. And he replaced this person with the same name and surname as himself, taking over his body, and everything about him!

After taking over his company, Wang Ming knew how deep his predecessor's love for comics was, and God gave him a chance to come once, and now that the time and place are favorable, so this time he must complete his dream and complete the dream of a cartoonist, instead of being mixed in the circle and lingering.

Breathing a sigh of relief and adjusting his mood, Wang Ming looked directly at his father in this life, and said loudly: "You know, I have been learning to draw since I was a child, and I can read some popular novels and some famous animations in my spare time, so I have a foundation in this regard." And as you know, animation officially passed the review at this year's cultural summit and became one of the pillar industries of my country. From this point of view, the potential of animation is endless, so in the near future, comics, novels, two important forms of entertainment, will go from behind the scenes to the front of the stage, I can catch up with the trend now, and the most important thing is that I am interested, then I can do it seriously, killing two birds with one stone!"

No matter what Wang Ming said, Wang Chengji directly denied: "The animation is not as good as you imagined!"

"You know, although for the country, animation is also one of the pillar industries, but you see, except for the pioneer Gray Stream Master, other animation producers, one by one, are like the walking dead, and the foundation accumulated in the golden age is about to be lost by these people! Similarly, in recent years, the share of comics nationwide has been declining year by year, and the outlook is not as good as you might expect. That's why I don't allow you to learn!" frowned, perhaps thinking that Wang Ming really hadn't eaten for a day yesterday, and because he had just come back from the hospital, so this time, it could be regarded as a soft explanation.

Wang Ming learned from the memories of his predecessor that once his father made a decision, he would not change it. But now for the sake of his dreams, he can only give it a go, fighting his father's love for him, as well as his mother's affection and guilt-

"For so many years, this is the first time I have begged you, I only have such a dream, do you want to cut it off?"

Hearing the pleading in Wang Ming's tone, Wang Chengji was silent for a long time, and a rare trace of struggle flashed on his resolute face.

Just when Wang Ming just opened his mouth and was about to add another fire, Wang Chengji suddenly opened his mouth: "Half a year! I will only give you half a year, and if I don't get any results, I will go back to the art school." ”

"Comics don't die, but they don't have good works...... Ahhhh

Liu Zhu Yanxin, who had been watching for a long time on the side, had already mentioned his throat, for fear that Wang Ming would be angry and not eat again, damage his body, or even run away from home or something, you must know that this is popular among children now, Qingxuan is his best friend, if his child has three long and two short, then he can only apologize with death. So when I heard my husband loosen his mouth, my heart could finally fall: "Ahhhh ”

The father's relaxation eased the atmosphere at the table, and the eccentric cousin also joined in at the right time, "Okay, I'm going to be my cousin's first reader!"

"Let's eat!"

As soon as he picked up the bowl on the table, a pair of emerald green chopsticks stretched out, Wang Ming recognized that it was Liu Zhuyan's special chopsticks in his memory, his father was black, his cousin was pink, and he was blue.

"Here, this is your favorite chicken thigh, eat more in the morning, people need to eat more to have energy, so that they can draw good comics!"

Looking at the smiling face in front of him, Wang Ming's heart was rippling, and in a daze, he forgot that he should refuse this matter, and just silently ate the chicken leg in the bowl, tasting the taste of maternal love that he had never tasted.