After Zuo Yuan sent Xu Jie away, he closed the door weakly.

"Daddy......"

The well-behaved daughter stood by the door, looking at Zuo Yuan with big eyes.

"Huh? It's okay...... Wait for two days, Dad will take you out to play. Zuo Yuan smiled reluctantly.

The daughter shook her head, "Xiaochan doesn't like her father to be unhappy." ”

When Zuo Yuan heard this, his smile became even more bitter.

After "Diary of a Ghost and God for Middle School Students" was cut in half, he submitted three more drafts, and two short stories passed and were serialized in "Young Future", which was considered to solve the urgent need, but the long story still did not pass.

Zuo Yuan blamed himself very much, and he hated himself for not seizing the opportunity, but the opportunity was fleeting, and he wanted to serialize it now, I'm afraid it would be even more difficult.

But if he can't be serialized, what kind of cartoonist is he?

"Knock Knock ......"

There was a knock on the door, Zuo Yuan just raised his head, Zuo Chan took small steps, ran to the door, tiptoed, and opened the door.

Zuo Yuan was about to go over, and Zuo Chan said, "Mom, ......"

"Zheng Ping, why are you here?" Zuo Yuan looked coldly at the young woman who entered the house.

After two years of divorce, she was no different from then...... No, it should be better-looking.

Zheng Ping bent over and picked up Xiaochan, her eyes swept over Zuo Yuan, "I'll see if the big cartoonist is making a lot of money?" ”

"Do you want to care? If you're okay, please go! Zuo Yuan roared.

At this moment, there was a hot feeling on his face, and he couldn't stand the pity in Zheng Ping's eyes.

"What do you mean? Xiaochan is your daughter, but it is also a piece of meat on my body, I see what's wrong with my daughter? Zheng Ping sneered.

Zuo Yuan stopped talking, glared at Zheng Ping, and was silent.

"Then again, Zuo Yuan, I don't care if you fight for your dreams, but don't you pull my daughter to suffer this hard work? Just the things you draw, the ghosts like to look at them! When I left, I gave you 30,000 yuan in savings, and you said that you could take care of your daughter, so I handed her over to you, what are you doing now? Are you worthy of me? ”

"I ......" Zuo Yuan suddenly felt a little bitter in his mouth, "I'm almost about to succeed......"

"So you call unpublished manga a success!? Your standards are really low. Zuo Yuan, I was blind at the time, so I took a fancy to you. If you don't have the ability,,Just learn from those fanfic cartoonists to draw books...... By the way, aren't you good at drawing children? There are a lot of 'gentlemen' who like young girls or something, right? Zheng Ping glared at Zuo Yuan with the white of her eyes.

"Zheng Ping! Don't insult me with those things! I am dignified! Zuo Yuan slapped the table hard, his face hideous.

Zuo Chan was so frightened that she hugged her mother's neck, Zuo Yuan had never spoken loudly in front of her.

"Dignity? Do you still have the face to say dignity? Don't take dignity too seriously until you succeed, it's not worth much! Zheng Ping cut her hair, looked at Zuo Yuan, who was trembling, and took a deep breath, "I came here this time to take Xiaochan ......."

"Put P!" Zuo Yuan interrupted Zheng Ping's words, "Why did you take him away?" ”

"Why? I am Xiaochan's mother! Zuo Yuan, you are ruthless in letting your daughter suffer, but I can't be ruthless. If you look at the life you're living now, is it a human life? Xiaochan is here, what is the difference between her and a pet? You have time to feed two mouthfuls, and if you don't have time, throw them aside. Are you worthy to be a father? Zheng Ping retorted.

"Mom, dad didn't ......," Zuo Chan defended her father.

"No, no! You're about to reach school age, good. Zheng Ping said categorically, "Zuo Yuan, if you really think about your daughter, not for yourself and you who only have a little bit of pitiful dignity, let me take Xiaochan away!" ”

Zuo Yuan looked at Zuo Chan, who was pouting in Zheng Ping's arms, clenched his fists, and his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh.

This decision was really too difficult for him.

Is it to stay, is it to put ......

He couldn't make up his mind.

Zheng Ping snorted coldly, put down Zuo Chan, took out 30,000 yuan in cash from her inner pocket, and threw it on the table.

"Back then, you took 30,000 yuan, and I took 30,000 yuan. Now, I'll give you the other 30,000, Xiaochan has nothing to do with you. With that, Zheng Ping pulled Zuo Chan and walked out the door.

"Mom...... I want my dad ......."

"What do you want him to do?" Zheng Ping wrinkled her nose and glared at Zuo Yuan, "It's not out of luck." ”

"Enough!" Zuo Yuan smashed the table and threw 30,000 yuan to Zheng Ping, "Take your money, get out!" ”

Zheng Ping glanced at the house twice and snorted coldly, "This shabby place, even if I am allowed to live, I am not rare?" I'm not short of this money, I don't have a daughter. Don't talk to me about dignity, succeed first. ”

With a "bang", Zheng Ping closed the door and pulled Xiaochan out of Zuo Yuan's room.

There was an angry roar in the room, Xiaochan's face turned pale instantly, every time she took two steps, she looked back, and didn't look up at Zheng Ping until she entered the stairs, and two tear stains had already slipped across Zheng Ping's cheeks.

"Mom...... You're crying. ”

"No, I have a bit of an eye ache."

Zheng Ping shook her head slightly, gently shook Zuo Chan's hand, but sighed in her heart, that wood, if you are not so stubborn...... How good should it be?

In the room, Zuo Yuan sat weakly in front of the workbench, his mind full of Zheng Ping's words.

Dignity, no avail...... Hehe, let me draw a young girl......

"I ...... It's not because of those things that you chose to draw comics - no! Zuo Yuan threw the pen angrily, but tears flowed out uncontrollably.

But...... He couldn't go on like this forever.

After hesitation, Zuo Yuan wiped away his tears, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed Xu Jie's phone, "Teacher Xu?" I want to talk to you about something. ”

"Now?" Zuo Yuan had just gotten off the subway.

"Hmm."

"What's the matter?"

"I ...... I want to leave Comic Future. ”

After Zuo Yuan said this, his heart felt like it was broken, but there was some relief on his shoulders.

"Wait, teacher, are you having any difficulties?" Xu Jie hurriedly asked.

"No...... It was my own decision. Zuo Yuan bowed his head and said.

"Are you home?"

"Hmm."

"Wait for me for half an hour, I'll come over at once."

Xu Jie hung up his phone, glanced at the opposite side, the subway on the opposite side had just come over, and clenched the mobile phone in his hand.

I just came out of Zuo Yuan's house, and now I have to go back...... What happened in these half an hour?

The details can only be known when he meets Zuo Yuan.

Xu Jie took the subway back to Zuo Yuan's residence and knocked on the door, only to notice three handfuls of banknotes thrown on the ground.

"It's ......"

"Xiaochan's mother is here."

"Where's Xiaochan?"

"Taken away by her mother." Zuo Yuan let Xu Jie into the room.

As soon as he sat down, Xu Jie couldn't help but say, "You're leaving Comic Future?" Why? ”

"I woke up from a dream. I thought that if I worked hard, Comic Future would have a place for me, but now that I think about it, I was really naïve. Zuo Yuan sighed, "Mr. Xu, my current strength can't gain a foothold in "Comic Future" at all. It's really bothering you for such a long time...... I'd like to go out and sharpen it first, so please forgive me. ”

Xu Jie's mouth opened slightly, and he looked at Zuo Yuan in distraction, wanting to persuade, but these words couldn't be said at all.