At Zhao Chen's home, Zhao Chen did not continue to work at this time, but silently took care of his mother Wang Ya.

Wang Ya's broken leg is almost better, and Xiangjiang's medical level is still quite smart, although it still needs to be recuperated for a period of time before it is completely recovered, but Wang Ya's complexion at this time is obviously much better than last month, at least she looks much younger.

"Chen'er, you've worked hard these days, it's all useless for your mother, and you haven't been able to bring you a better life." Wang Ya sat on the chair, touching Zhao Chen's slightly tired immature face, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Mom, these are my hobbies, and it's too late for me to be happy to be able to do this. You don't want to say that again, and you can stay at home in peace and don't look for a job anymore. ”

Zhao Chen let his mother caress his cheek, his face full of heartfelt smiles. He thinks that with his current earning ability, he can already bring Wang Ya a better life. Moreover, since his mother went to the hospital to recuperate, Zhao Chen has been quite unaccustomed to it, especially when it comes to eating and tidying up housework.

Wang Ya quietly looked at Zhao Chen's pure eyes, her face was full of loving smiles, and having such a promising son could be said to be the pride of her life.

"I can promise you that I will take care of the housework in the future!"

"Mom, discuss something, my novel has been officially published, and I'm going to renovate our house after I get the share of the first book, what do you think?"

Seeing that Wang Ya agreed, the smile on Zhao Chen's face became even brighter, but since Zhao Ping easily sneaked into the room last time, he felt that he had to quickly renovate the house. Not only can it be safer, but it can also be much more convenient.

"Chen'er, is your share really enough? If it's not enough, it's okay to wait a little longer! ”

"It's definitely enough, judging from the sales of the first physical book now, at least 100,000 copies will be sold, and my share has reached 1o%, and the price of this first book is 2o Hong Kong dollars, in this case, I can get 2o thousand Hong Kong dollars! That's enough money to build a new house, let alone renovate it! ”

Zhao Chen carefully explained to his mother the benefits he was about to obtain, just renovating the house, it didn't cost much money to Zhao Chen, but a more comfortable environment could make him work better.

"This ...... So much! Wang Ya was dumbfounded when she heard this, she knew that her son made money very quickly, but she didn't expect it to reach this number, she didn't say 200,000 in her life, she hadn't even seen 50,000, 200,000 was an astronomical amount for her.

"This is still a preliminary estimate, so when this batch is divided, I will hire a few workers to renovate and strengthen the house!"

Zhao Chen has no plans to change his home, after all, although 200,000 yuan seems like a lot, in fact, the real estate in Xiangjiang has long been noisy, and 200,000 can only buy the kind of house in a remote area, and the area is not large. Rather than this, it is better to renovate your own home, no matter how you say that you have lived in it for so many years, and you are used to the qiē here.

"Okay, then it's decided! By the way, the new semester is about to begin, so don't forget your studies! Wang Ya nodded in agreement, but suddenly remembered something, and her face suddenly became a little strict.

Zhao Chen smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but think in his heart, the journey to study again was no different from killing him. But he couldn't refuse his mother ruthlessly, so he had to nod reluctantly. In addition to wasting some time, even if the knowledge of Xiangjiang and the Celestial Empire is very different, with the ability to never forget, learning is simply a little kIss for Zhao Chen!

"Don't be so bitter, it's easy to find a daughter-in-law after a high degree of education, and it won't be despised by others!"

Wang Ya couldn't see Zhao Chen's thoughts, and couldn't help but persuade on the side.

"If you have money, you're afraid you won't be able to find a daughter-in-law! What's more, although I don't look like Pan An, I'm not bad either. In addition to finding a job, there is nothing particularly good about high education! What's more, when I become famous, even if I only graduate from primary school, there will still be a large number of international famous schools crying and shouting to give away various degrees! Zhao Chen said secretly in his heart, but on the surface, he still made a look of approval, and in his heart, he actually wanted to make a leap triple jump.

"I'm relieved, Chen'er, remember to concentrate on studying when you go to school, you can slow down your work first, remember to combine work and rest, and don't hurt your body......"

In the case of Zhao Chen's bitter gourd face agreeing, Wang Ya, as a mother, kept telling all kinds of great truths of life, which made Zhao Chen have an urge to run away, because he had heard similar words countless times in his previous life or in this life, and he could still listen to it at first, but if he said too much, he would immediately reach 'aesthetic' fatigue, most people would be like this, and those who didn't want to listen would go in and out of the left ear and out of the right ear!

Zhao Chen went back to the room to sort out the results of this week's work, especially when he saw "Football Player", his face couldn't help but be a little depressed, not that the painting was not good enough, but that there were too few drafts, if there was no assistant to help, he could only publish a semi-monthly magazine.

"It seems that we need to recruit another assistant with solid painters, please ask Uncle Shangguan for this when the time comes! But I haven't seen Zhou Huimin for half a month, no, I must keep in touch more, so that I can cultivate feelings! Zhao Chen thought so in his heart, and after thinking about it, he took the sketch of "Football Player" with him and left the house.

"Zhao Chen, morning!" As soon as Zhao Chen went out, the mustachioed store manager of the commissary next to him was originally sorting out the goods, and as soon as he saw Zhao Chen, he immediately said hello heartily.

"Brother Chen, it's early!" Next to the mustachioed store manager is a boy who seems to have a hazy sleepiness on his face, the boy is slightly younger than Zhao Chen, and he is the son of the mustachioed store manager, as soon as he saw Zhao Chen's slightly hazy eyes, he greeted Zhao Chen warmly.

"Morning!"

Zhao Chen waved his hand, closed the door and walked in the direction of the bus stop.

"Lao Dou, I also want to be a cartoonist!" The boy watched Zhao Chen go away, and when Zhao Chen's figure disappeared completely, the boy couldn't help but look at the mustachioed store manager, with pleading in his eyes.

The mustachioed store manager's eyes showed a look of thought, and then he remembered Zhao Chen's achievements in a short period of time.

"As long as you like it, you can't let you follow me to open a commissary, you're still young, let's talk about it first! Of course, don't compare with Zhao Chen, Zhao Chen is a real genius, and his future achievements may be the ones other cartoonists look up to! When the mustachioed store manager said the end, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, although he was relatively modest, but his eyes on people were always good.

"Thank you, Lao Dou, then I'll go copy the comics now, and when school starts, I'll ask the art teacher, and strive to become a cartoonist like Brother Chen!" With a heartfelt smile on his face, the boy excitedly ran to his room, where he had been secretly copying comics behind his father's back for the past few days.

"This kid, the goal he has set for himself is too big. Alas, that's it, there will be motivation only if there is a goal, and everything depends on their own creation, as long as they are happy! The mustachioed store manager looked at his son's departing figure and sighed lightly, because he had been paying attention to Zhao Chen recently, and knew what Zhao Chen had achieved in the past month or so, maybe in the near future, once Zhao Chen's position was consolidated, he would be able to become a well-known cartoonist in Xiangjiang at that time.

It is said that when Zhao Chen handed over this week's manuscript paper to Ming Pao Group, he learned that the physical book of his novel was still selling well, perhaps not as hot as it was at the beginning, but the second batch had also been sold.

"Is this a rhythm of 200,000!" Zhao Chen couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, but he was very happy in his heart, he naturally hoped that the more novels sold, the better, so that he would get more shares.

After Zhao Chen handed over the manuscript paper, he took the bus straight to Mong Kok.

Zhou Huimin's house, at this time, Zhou Huimin was still practicing the piano diligently, and the skilled melody sounded, playing beautiful movements.

After the song, Zhou Huimin couldn't help but support her pretty little head with her right hand, but her thoughts flew into the distance.

Practicing the piano at home every day, even the most patient person will feel tired, let alone a girl of Zhou Huimin's age. Fortunately, Zhou Huimin is usually very sensible, knowing her mother's hard work, she didn't complain in front of her mother.

Zhou Huimin likes to paint very much, especially after meeting Zhao Chen, and she will take a little time to practice her painting skills every day, which guides her painting skills to improve rapidly. But on the other hand, Zhou Huimin's talent can be regarded as quite outstanding, not only can he become a piano tutor when he was in junior high school, but he can also win awards for his paintings in the future.

"Hui Min, are you there?"

Just when Zhou Huimin was stunned, a familiar voice sounded from downstairs, waking Zhou Huimin from her daze.

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