Guan Lang turned off Weibo after reading a few related news.

Speaking of which, although it was on the hot search on Weibo, this incident was a bit unexpected to him, but it didn't actually disturb his normal daily life.

A righteous and courageous Weibo hot search news, people who see it praise a few words, but soon forget about it, after all, the current online world is ever-changing, and there are countless messages exchanged and transmitted in this electronic world every day.

In less than a day, the news of his righteous and courageous deeds will be drowned in the new and massive information lace.

The only thing Guan Lang is worried about is that his parents may see this news, and the two old people may not be able to accept it, and they may not be able to face a harsh family trial at that time.

Guan Lang put down the phone to charge and looked around the room, even though he hadn't been back for two months.

But the room was still spotless, and the position of the furniture had not changed, as if he had just left the house.

Guan Lang looked at the stack of books on the table.

I picked up a copy and flipped through two pages.

is a weekly manga magazine that was popular in his junior high and high schools.

The pages of the book were slightly rolled up, because there were not many friends who read through his magazines in middle and high school.

Guan Lang looked at it for a few minutes and sighed.

He liked to draw blindly when he was in high school and junior high school, and this comic weekly is probably the culprit.

I think of my junior high school days, when I tried to draw some comic characters with my peers all day long, and I was happy to ask some friends around me to judge who could draw better.

But at that time, he was thinking about becoming a manga artist in the future, and he wanted to draw classic works like the Hokage Pirates.

But later, the cartoonist didn't become a cartoonist, but unknowingly entered the ranks of illustrators, which can be regarded as fate.

But it's no wonder that he, it's really the living environment of cartoonists in China is too bad, although there are some comic online paid reading platforms in the current wireless era, but people's consumption concepts have not changed much.

He also has the habit of reading some comics on some comic platforms, and the vast majority of fans are against charging for fees, basically many comics will lose a large number of fans as long as they enter the paid mode, and abuse them in the comment area.

The illustrator profession is relatively stable, although it is not as good as going to a game company as an original painting, but you can also receive orders through various channels, and after having a fixed "source", although you can't make a lot of money, you can still have a certain stable income.

Of course, he once fantasized not only about becoming a manga artist, but also wanted to do animation and games.

But for a variety of reasons, these ideas have come to naught.

Guan Lang put down the magazine and sat on the chair for a while.

He kind of wanted to try his hand at drawing a comic, but he didn't make up his mind.

The main reason is that his school life is very busy now, if he wants to create comics, not to mention the script and plot ideas in the early stage, he has to go to some training classes to learn the relevant knowledge of comic creation and understand the market situation of the industry.

Coupled with the part-time job of an illustrator, it may be a bit lacking.

Among some well-known illustrators he knows, there are also many who are creating comics, not to make money, but to satisfy their creative desires.

But this is not something that can be decided right now, Guan Lang thought for a long time, shook his head, and left the desk.

It's only seven or eight o'clock now, it's still early to go to bed, and there is no need to be busy with design homework and illustration work, Guan Lang walked out of the living room and came to Guan Xiaomei's room.

The door of Guan Xiaoying's room was not closed, and the light shone through the crack in the door on the corridor outside.

Guan Lang knocked on the door and walked inside.

Guan Xiaoying sat at a low desk, holding a pencil and writing homework.

After hearing Guan Lang walk in, Guan Xiaomei's face immediately became bitter.

"Pot, can you write something for me? Guan Xiaomei lowered her wrist and said weakly.

Guan Lang ignored the little guy's pretense.

Flipped through the little one's homework.

How much homework can I do in the first grade of primary school?

"I don't help, I write my own homework. Guan Lang pulled Guan Xiaomei's baby fat face.

"Humph, stingy!"

After discovering that Guan Lang really wouldn't help, Guan Xiaomei snorted.

"Write it yourself, write it yourself. ”

Guan Lang sat on the little one's children's bed.

The pale pink quilt is littered with a variety of dolls.

There are also several children's picture books piled up on the ground.

Guan Lang shook his head and bent down to help the little sister tidy up the room.

The little guy has not yet developed the habit of tidying up the room, and the toys are thrown around, and if Guan Ma looks at it, he will definitely be scolded again.

"Then I'll go, you do your homework. Guan Lang looked at the back of Guan Xiaomei, who was still awkward, and said with a chuckle.

"Let's go, let's go, stupid brother. Guan Xiaomei said disgustedly.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Guan Lang woke up from his dream.

I rolled over and came across something soft.

Guan Lang opened his eyes and saw Guan Xiaomei sleeping soundly with his arms in his arms.

The little nose moved slightly, snoring slightly.

The little one is not used to sleeping on his own, and always likes to sneak into his room quietly.

He said it many times, and Guan Xiaomei didn't correct it.

Guan Lang carefully pulled out his arm and got up.

Although I went back to my hometown, I still can't stop exercising every day.

After washing, I walked out of the villa with the key.

The air quality in Jiangcheng is excellent in the early morning.

took a few deep breaths, and the crisp air made Guan Lang's whole person feel a little refreshed.

There was a people's park on the way to his former high school, which was very big and there were not many people.

Guan Lang plans to run there to exercise.

Run a kilometer and practice martial arts by the way.

At six o'clock in the morning, there were few cars on the street, and the sanitation workers on the road were sweeping the fallen leaves on the road, making a soft rustling sound.

Guan Lang ran along the sidewalk all the way to the park.

I was preparing to start today's 1,000-meter daily mission on the park's paved morning runway.

But I inadvertently found that today's 1,000-meter run task has been completed.

On the way to the run, he had already achieved the speed requirement of the system task.

Guan Lang was stunned for a moment, remembering that he barely reached the standard by running hard for the first time, but now he can complete it without much effort.

He didn't even feel a few drops of sweat on his body.

But now that it's done, he didn't run any longer.

Taking advantage of the fact that there are few people in the park now, we must quickly find a corner with few people to practice martial arts.

Otherwise, after a while, some people who run in the morning, or uncles and aunts who work out in teams in the early morning will come, and he doesn't want to attract onlookers.

E-level Tai Chi is okay, it seems to the layman that he is just playing Tai Chi, and his interests are similar to those of many old men.

However, many movements of land flying are very awkward, and some postures that cooperate with internal forces to exercise the strength of legs and feet will be particularly strange to ordinary people.