"Brother Zhang, you agreed too quickly, aren't you afraid that I'm a liar?" Chen Lin couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Don't be afraid, because I already recognize you, are you the star of "Meteor Garden" Hua Ze?" Zhang Lei said with a smile.

"Ha, Brother Zhang, you also watch idol dramas?" Chen Linqi said.

"No, look there." Zhang Lei suddenly pointed to a billboard in the distance, which happened to be a promotional advertisement for "Meteor Garden".

"I see, hey, no, I've done some disguises, and I'm very different from me, you can recognize it?"

Yes, Chen Lin is now wearing a cap and sunglasses, he wants to go far from this image and the poster, and didn't Zhang Lei say that he hadn't watched his TV series? How can he recognize him if he is not a fan?

"Hehe, I'm a scout, if I didn't have any eyesight, I would have died on the battlefield early?" Zhang Lei said with a smile.

Wow, scout, isn't this a special forces, and now it's earned.

Chen Lin knew that he was not mistaken, Zhang Lei was really not an ordinary soldier, so he enthusiastically pulled him to the neighborhood to have a few drinks, and the two ordered two appetizers in a small restaurant on the street, and chatted while drinking.

Zhang Lei talked about his experience, he is a special soldier who has really seen blood on the battlefield, joined the army in 82, participated in the anti-Vietnam self-defense counterattack the next year, and he was discharged from the army after the war in 89. After retiring from the army, he has been doing security work in a local military-affiliated enterprise, and last year the state ordered the army to not be allowed to do business, and the enterprise was sold to a private enterprise, and he was laid off after a private enterprise laid off employees; in fact, the state has a policy to take care of a meritorious soldier like him, but he is unwilling to return to the army, so he is self-employed.

As for a soldier's reluctance to return to the army for anything, Zhang Lei didn't say anything, and Chen Lin didn't ask.

The two chatted until about 4 o'clock in the afternoon before leaving, Zhang Lei went home to prepare his luggage, and went to the hotel tomorrow to find him.

Chen Lin waved his hand and sent Zhang Lei to a bus, and then he walked to the front, 500 meters in front of him was Xitucheng Road in Haidian District. There are many universities concentrated there, such as Beijing Film, Aerospace, Normal University, Posts and Telecommunications, Political Science and Law, and United University.

It's not bad to go to these schools this afternoon, and I've heard that film schools are often haunted by beautiful women.

"Whew!" A chartered Porsche whizzed past Chen Lin and almost hit him.

"Damn, drive so fast, go home for the funeral?" Chen Lin was taken aback, and looked at the distant Porsche and spat at the mouth.

Chen Lin did not walk into the film academy but stayed at the school gate for a few minutes, there are indeed many beautiful women coming in and out here, and luxury cars are only a few minutes long, and I have seen several Porsche, Ferrari, and Maserati.

In this comparison, Chen Lin's Mercedes-Benz Super Luxury S300, which is known as a full-length * Shacun, immediately became a turtle. I'm embarrassed to drive in.

Forget it, let's keep a low profile, don't compare with these children, go and see somewhere else.

Chen Lin shook his head and smiled and left the film academy and walked towards the street in front, the street was very bustling, and there was an endless flow of people, most of whom were students from several nearby schools.

Wandering all the way, suddenly a person and a dog in front of him attracted his attention, to be precise, a very bright coat. The white and green huskies attracted him.

This husky is really beautiful, the hair on the whole body is very clean, spotless, and a pair of smart eyes are looking at people passing by.

The husky wagged his tail in a friendly manner when he saw Chen Lin. is not afraid of strangers at all, and is really obedient to compare with his family's "boys".

The dog is both beautiful and well-behaved, and its owner is a little frustrated in comparison, about 20 years old, with long hair and a shawl. His facial features are also delicate, but his current appearance is indecent, and the corners of his mouth are still drooling when he droops his head. It's dozing off.

The boy is a painter, and he set up a small stall to paint for people, and there is a list of service items pasted next to it: 10 minutes of portrait sketching, 10 yuan for a piece; 30 minutes, 15 yuan; In addition, the cartoonist's work is 3 yuan a book, and 2 books are 5 yuan.

Oh, this person can also draw comics, Chen Lin saw that there was a stack of more than 20 comic books next to him. Curious, he walked over and picked up a comic book and flipped through it.

"Huh! Nicely drawn. ”

The manga tells the story of a little squirrel who finds his mother after being separated from him, and encounters various dangers and challenges on the way to the forest.

The story structure of the comic is very simple, but the style is very unique and full of childlike fun, and the image of the little squirrel is very cute.

Chen Lin looked at the title page, the author's name was Qian Hefan.

Qian Hefan? Picking up a boxed lunch? The name is also a little frustrating, but it is very compatible, Chen Lin glanced at the young man who was sleepy and drooling and felt a little funny.

"Want Want." At this time, the husky saw that Chen Lin was looking through the comic book, and it was very clever to wake up its owner, "This classmate, do you want to buy comics?" ”

"Did you draw this comic?" Chen Lin raised the cartoon in his hand and asked.

"Yes, I'm actually a cartoonist." Qian Hefan said with a smile, and when he saw Chen Lin's suspicious eyes, he added: "You won't question my identity as a cartoonist just because you see me setting up a stall here, right?" ”

Chen Lin nodded unceremoniously, "Hehe, you don't know what to do, I'm here to experience life, and great cartoonists come out of the crowd." Qian Hefan was ashamed.

I'm not sure if this guy is a cartoonist Chen Lin, but it's true that he brags a lot. "Can you draw a few four-panel comics right now, as I said?" Chen Lin decided to give his skills a try.

"Damn, who are you, if you tell me to draw it, I'll do it?" Qian Hefan saw Chen Lin's appearance as if he was going to test him, and secretly complained in his heart, as a cartoonist, he has self-esteem, how can anyone on the street question him and ask him to draw?

When Qian Hefan was about to refuse, Chen Lin said something next, which made him happily sell his self-esteem at a price of 75 yuan.

"Regardless of whether you draw well or not, I bought all of your 25 comic books for 3 yuan each, and I'll give you 75 yuan now, what do you think?" Chen Lin added and took out 75 yuan.

"Deal." Qian Hefan immediately came to his senses, took the money in Chen Lin's hand and said happily: "Just say what you want to paint." ”

"In the first painting, a seemingly decadent and thin, but in fact kind, brave, and family-loving teenager put a vase of flowers in a corner to pay tribute to the deceased soul, and found that the vase was kicked by several skateboard teenagers, and the teenager stepped forward to scold them."

"In the second painting, the boy has the physique to see ghosts, and he picks up the vase that fell to the ground, and at this time, a girl's phantom appears in the place where the vase is placed, and this girl is a ghost, and others can't see it."

Chen Lin, who was sent by the gods, told the small scene at the beginning of "Death" that he had seen in his previous life, and asked Qian Hefan to draw it and take a look.

"Ghosts? You're saying something interesting, hehe, look at me. Qian Hefan smiled and drew with a brush.

Chen Lin couldn't help but wonder what he could draw, and was surprised to look at him, Qian Hefan's hair was orange, and his pupils were brown and the violent boy who seemed to be thin but full of blood jumped on the paper. Second, the image of the teenager in the painting is richer, and the seemingly violent teenager is very loving.

The same simple four-panel comic unconsciously has the author's own play, and the juvenile character in the painting is a little more off-line, which immediately makes the whole picture colorful.

Although it is still a little different from the original book of "Death", the difference is not very big, which is already remarkable.

Genius!

Chen Lin suddenly felt that he had met a treasure, and at this moment, his eyes when he looked at Qian Hefan changed.

"It's done, you ......" Qian Hefan finished painting, looked up at Chen Lin, and suddenly found that Chen Lin's eyes were full of heat, "Damn, this person can't be fascinated by my handsomeness, don't, my sexual orientation is very normal." ”

"Hehe, Xiaofan, you" Chen Lin took out his business card and was about to recruit the teenager, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the teenager: "This classmate, I still have to do business and have no time to greet you, please take care of yourself." ”

Qian Hefan didn't take Chen Lin's business card but looked at him vigilantly, okay, dealing with this kind of little kid Chen Lin is naturally handy, he smiled slightly when he saw this: "How many comic books do you have at home, I bought them all." ”

"Ahh I still have 500 copies at home, do you want to buy them? Qian Hefan's eyes lit up and he said in surprise.

Chen Lin nodded, "Senior, you are really a knowledgeable person, oh, let's leave now, I will live in a rental house not far from the front." Qian Hefan was afraid that Chen Lin would regret it and hurriedly packed up his things, and his things were simple as a stool, a box, and of course his husky "little girl" (to be continued......