The night is quiet!

In a dilapidated bungalow, Zhao Chen's heart was extremely unsettled, because the qiē in front of him made him feel extremely unreal!

"It hurts!"

In the dark, he nervously twisted the soft flesh on his waist, and a sharp pain hit, not only did not make him regret it, but his face showed an expression of joy, and those who did not know might think it was a neurosis.

"I remember being hit by a flower pot, how could something so heavy be alive after being smashed on the head in free fall? God really has a spirit, but where is this? Am I being saved? But my head still hurts. ”

Zhao Chen couldn't figure it out, he was originally just a cartoonist's assistant, but he was unfortunately hit by a flower pot that fell from a height during an outing, and he only felt that it was dark in front of him at that time, and he was unconscious.

But when he woke up, he found that he was still alive and well, and his heart was still beating violently at a certain frequency, which made him feel extremely unreal.

Bright moonlight filtered through a few small holes in the ceiling, adding a glimmer of light to the dark room. With the bright moonlight, Zhao Chen's eyes widened and he carefully looked at the room, only to see that the room seemed to be a little dilapidated; If you can use idioms to describe it, the four walls of the family are the most appropriate adjectives!

There was nothing else in the room except for the plank bed and a wooden cabinet under him, and it was empty, not even a chair; There were a few small holes in the wall, and the desolate night wind occasionally whistled into the room, and Zhao Chen, who was frozen, shivered a little, and subconsciously wrapped the sheets around his body.

Zhao Chen was completely sure that the qiē in front of him was not a dream, but a real scene, which made him ecstatic in his heart at the same time, he couldn't help but wonder a little in his heart, what kind of place is this, how can he be so poor, this will not be a slum, right?

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and his right hand subconsciously touched his back, but what made him feel weird was that his back was weird without any pain, how could this be! I was hit in the back, how could it be intact.

But before he could figure it out, a mess of memories suddenly poured out in his mind, and a large number of memories impacted Zhao Chen's mind, making him fall on the wooden bed in pain, holding his head in both hands and gritting his teeth desperately to endure it.

After a long time, Zhao Chen exhaled softly, the scene just now made him almost think that he had stepped into hell, it was so painful, and it was so hard to forget, he definitely didn't want to accept it again, because he didn't have any confidence to bear it again.

But because of this, all the doubts in my heart have been completely answered! He didn't expect things to unfold exactly as he imagined, leaving him a little sluggish against the cold wall.

Judging from the unfamiliar memories digested, all the qiē here are so strange to him, because this is Xiangjiang, to be precise, Xiangjiang in 1979!

The moment he knew the answer, Zhao Chen subconsciously panicked, followed by the joy of the new life.

Maybe it's because it's destined in the dark, the owner of this memory is the same as his name, and he is also called Zhao Chen, this inexplicable coincidence has to make Zhao Chen a little suspicious, is there really a ghost or god in this world, otherwise the things that happened to him are too unbelievable!

However, as a member of the new generation, he was able to accept new things quickly, because in his previous life he was hit badly by reality! If he had a choice, he might choose this era and city that was relatively unfamiliar to him.

"That's unlucky, isn't it? As unlucky as I am, it turns out that we are all unlucky ghosts! ”

Zhao Chen carefully checked the large number of memories in his head, only to realize that the owner of this body was as unlucky as him. The original owner of this body only used his summer vacation to work as a temporary worker in a small restaurant to supplement the meager income of the poor family. Unexpectedly, because the owner of the restaurant did not pay the full protection fee, he was approached by the gang and smashed the restaurant on the spot as a warning, but he did not expect to be implicated at this time, and the back of the head was hit by a flying beer bottle, and the result is the current result.

Zhao Chen just lay quietly on the bed, carefully digesting all the memories of the original owner of the body. It was a long time before he opened his eyes, cold sweat drenched his back, he didn't expect that this body of family could only be described as sad.

"This family is so miserable, no wonder they go to work as a temporary worker. My father died early, and my mother, who supported the family, also had an accident a few months ago and broke her leg, because she did not have enough medical expenses, so she could only lie at home and recuperate; But even so, I am afraid that I will not recover without going to the hospital for treatment! However, going to the hospital requires a lot of money, and with the family's impoverished financial situation, they simply cannot afford to pay for the high medical expenses. What's worse is that it won't be long before there will be a shortage of food at home, which is not easy to do! ”

Zhao Chen touched his forehead with a headache, rubbed his temples, and continued to say to himself: "It's all a matter of money, and the only way to make money is to make money for now, but how can you make money quickly?" This is not the mainland! ”

Zhao Chen felt a great headache when he thought of his current situation, so he leaned against the wall, and the cold touch came from the wall, so that his head could stay awake enough.

"I don't seem to have any special strengths, and I am not familiar with the history of Hong Kong, I only know a few major events, and how can I make a lot of money by using these major events without capital. Hey,That's right,Speaking of strengths,It seems that drawing comics is what I'm best at.,Anyway, I've been to anime cram school several times.,I've also been an assistant to a big 6 cartoonist.,I'm also inspired to become a real cartoonist.。 Now is not the era of abnormal information in later generations.,Most classic anime haven't been created yet.,It's really a bit sorry to plagiarize those famous works; It's just that I'm afraid that when the time comes, the tiger will not become an anti-dog, and then these masterpieces will be wasted in vain. Well, anyway, let's try it first, at least there's a chance! I don't believe that I won't be able to make a name for myself with my prescient knowledge of anime. ”

Thinking of this, Zhao Chen took a deep breath, calmed the tension in his heart, and began to think carefully about the future path. Especially when I think that classic comics such as "Dragon Ball", "One Piece", "Pokémon", and "Slam Dunk" have not yet been created in this era, I am excited.

Life is actually like an intersection, and it will not be forcibly changed because of your will, what you can do is to treat it as a multiple-choice question, choose at every intersection, when you go through more and more choices, there are often only a few people who can still stick to their dreams in the end, and Zhao Chen is one of them, but persistence did not bring him success and joy, and the results of his previous life were particularly miserable.

He remembered his past, and the pictures passed through his mind like floating lights, so real and so sad. He still remembers that because of his hobbies, he entered several comic cram schools after graduating from high school, and because of this, he finally became an assistant to a certain big 6 cartoonist, doing some complicated work such as coloring, background, and sticking dot paper every day, and worked hard to earn that little salary, but in the end he couldn't see his future at all, and he couldn't even support himself. But because of these exercises, he has a pretty good foundation.

Zhao Chen, who had this thought, climbed out of bed and turned on the only electrical appliance in the room with his digested memory-electric light! Just look for the tools you need to use for painting in the room.

After some searching, when looking at the pencil and ordinary eraser in his hand, Zhao Chen had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears. But now it's good that these two tools can only draw sketches at best, and more importantly, there is not even a decent white paper in the room, and there is not even a table for drawing.

What embarrassed him was that both of these tools were still defective, and the pencil was so short that it could barely be held in his right hand, which affected his dexterity; And that eraser is also too ordinary, different from the soft and tough drawing eraser, this ordinary eraser is hard to death, if it is really used, the effect is far worse, not only is it not very clean, but it may also make the manuscript paper be damaged by a certain amount of dù, how can this not make Zhao Chen sigh!

"It seems that I have to buy a set of painting tools tomorrow, I don't know if I have enough money. Alas, why is it that other people's rebirth is a good thing, but I am so unlucky, I don't even know if I can grasp the future! ”

Zhao Chen sighed lightly, lamenting his current situation, and when his eyes swept to the simple pencil and eraser in his hand, he wanted to cry without tears.

Perhaps it was the tenacity of his character that prompted him not to be discouraged, looking at the somewhat yellowed wall in front of him, and resolutely picking up a pencil and starting to graffiti on the wall, for the future!

It didn't take long for him to suddenly stop moving, and his face that was originally full of sorrow was instantly replaced by ecstasy. When he was just painting, he suddenly saw all kinds of pictures he had seen before, as if he was flipping through a book, as if he was opening them in front of his eyes, and he didn't miss even a single detail, which made him only need to imitate those pictures when he painted.

Not only in the comics, but also in other ways, some extremely vague memories have become extraordinarily clear, even if they have nothing to do with the comics.

"It's just unforgettable! Could this be the welfare of rebirth, or perhaps the changes in the brain after the fusion of two memories? Anyway, it's a great thing for me, isn't it! I can be a cartoonist, I can really be a cartoonist. Zhao Chen had the urge to laugh, but he still forcibly held back, because it was the middle of the night, and if he woke up others, he would not be treated as a psychopath, and he would think that his head was broken by a beer bottle.

Thinking that he had the ability to never forget, Zhao Chen excitedly walked around the dilapidated room to vent the strong sense of excitement in his heart. His dream is to become a real cartoonist, not a cartoonist assistant who does all the dirty work.

As soon as he thought of never forgetting, Zhao Chen couldn't help but think of a celebrity figure in his mind, that is, Ni Frame, who has 'repeatedly written scripts for Zhang Che and written novels on behalf of Jin Yong'! It is because of this ability to never forget that the degree of code words has always been the fastest, and he never disdains to use a typewriter or computer, because he believes that he can use hand-coded words faster! In the same way, this ability also gave him the ability to memorize the plot so that his inspiration would not disappear.

Soon, when Zhao Chen calmed down, there was only one thought in his mind: "However, which work should I draw first?" Tangled! ”

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