"Did you hear me talking to you, Twilight, how good your sister's company treatment is, you stop the comics, don't let your parents worry about you, and you won't find a boyfriend, you don't know, those playmates and children when you were a child played soy sauce, you have to hurry! Otherwise, my parents won't be able to sleep every day......"

Jiang Duyan pressed the mobile phone on the speakerphone, took the paintbrush and wrote hard, and muttered: "Yes, yes, Mom, you said yes." ”

She didn't care about her attitude and provoked her mother on the phone, "Don't give me a sloppy look!" Hurry up and stop the comics, go to work at the company where your sister works the day after tomorrow, and let me save some snacks like your sister. ”

The brush paused for a moment, Jiang Duyan yawned, and said coquettishly: "Mom, it's a pity that you don't go to training, it came out of your hands, it was definitely carved out of a template, look at it now, you want to make me a second sister." ”

As she spoke, she coughed twice, imitating her sister's tone:

"Mom, I'm not coming back today, don't wait for me."

"Okay, I see, the problem is with you."

"This topic can be stopped."

My sister is an excellent modern woman, a representative of strong women, but she doesn't like to live like others, she wants to live her own life, not to copy others.

"Don't be poor, I don't care if your goal or dream is, if you don't go the day after tomorrow, your father and I will tie you up." Mom laughed and endured: "It would be nice if you were like your sister, and we will also endure the two icebergs at home." ”

When the voice landed, my mother hung up the phone as she said she was going to square dance.

The paintbrush in her hand was pinched tightly, Jiang Duyan pinched her forehead tiredly, in fact, she was very tired every day, but she would still persevere, even if there was only one reader, she still remembered what her grandmother said when she held her hand when she died.

"Twilight, grandma has never lived like herself in her life, under the arrangement of your grandmother...... Living in a daze, if at that time, grandma insists on insisting, and persists a little more...... You inherited your grandmother's talent, and you must not give up, you know? ”

Live your own life and stick to your dreams, this is what she promised her grandmother, and she believes that her grandmother is still watching her.

She sees her sister's excellence, but she doesn't want to live like that, there are no two identical leaves in the world, and there can be no two identical people.

She, Jiang Duyan, is Jiang Duyan who wants to be a cartoonist, not Jiang Duyan who reproduces other people's lives.

Suddenly full of pride in his heart, Jiang Duyan's paintbrush suddenly drew a long mark on the screen, and the knife in the hand of the black-clothed woman with a covered face stabbed mercilessly into the hero's chest.

At this time, Jiang Duyan didn't see that the screen suddenly shook violently, the protagonist's face gradually distorted into a whirlpool, and a gust of wind rolled up on the flat bottom of her bedroom.

Jiang Duyan was stunned for a moment, and reflexively wanted to reach out to close the window, but suddenly found that the window was not open at all.

So where did this wind come from?

Demon wind?

Not to mention the sudden crackling lightning in the house a few days ago, now the wind is coming?

She was stunned to see the small tornado in the middle of the room, a flower in front of her eyes, and in the middle of the next moment, a human figure was gradually reflected in the middle of the wind, with a long body and a jade body, and inexplicably a familiar feeling.

The narrow and sharp eyes suddenly raised, and the murderous aura burst out, directly impacting Jiang Duyan's senses, she couldn't help but hold her breath and took two steps back, the more she looked, the more frightened she became.

What's going on? Although technology is now developed, all kinds of AR intelligence can already be fake, but it is all virtual, and some are even more intangible, and she has never heard of it directly from the comics!

Tall posture, slender legs, wearing a bathrobe, thick inky hair still dripping with water, pale face with deep and three-dimensional facial features, handsome people can't find an adjective to describe, a blood-colored cinnabar mole at the corner of the eye.

He!

Jiang Duyan covered her mouth, her eyes widened in disbelief, and her fingers trembled.

Before she could speak, the handsome man had already raised his wrist, and the pitch-black pistol in his hand was aimed at Jiang Duyan, "Are you trying to kill me?" ”

She can't be dreaming, is she?

The hero of her own pen actually appeared in front of her eyes?

It's horrible! Jiang Duyan wanted to faint, but she was extremely sober......

Her handsome features, the iconic cinnabar mole in the corner of her eye, and the bathrobe and pistol on her body were all drawn by her, and one moment ago she was drawing him confronting a masked female killer when she accidentally stabbed him in the chest......

Now he misunderstands himself for the female killer?

Knowing what kind of character his characters are, Jiang Duyan's heart is pounding, if he doesn't explain clearly, he will really kill himself!

Su Xiuyuan, in the comics, is a proper domineering iceberg president, he has always been a character who is the same, as long as it is something he believes in, it is difficult to change, and the most important thing is that his way of dealing with danger is to get rid of danger.

Now he is a danger to him.

"Calm down! Calm down! ”

Jiang Duyan raised his hands and tried to calm him down, "Su Xiuyuan, think about it carefully, the female killer who rushed in to kill you when you was taking a bath just now is blonde haired and still wearing a mask, she is a foreigner, you look at me again!" ”

As she spoke, Jiang Duyan grabbed her hair, "I'm black-haired." ”

Doubts flashed in his eyes for a moment, and then he firmed down, "Do you think this little trick can fool me?" ”

After a pause, he continued, "If it weren't for you, how would you be so clear about what had just happened. ”

Because I drew it, I don't know.

Jiang Duyan quickly weighed the pros and cons, if he told him the truth, he would definitely not believe it, so he could only stabilize him first.

She said calmly: "You take a closer look at this room, this is not your room, it's mine." ”

The clear eyes carry the firmness of stabilizing people's hearts.

Su Xiuyuan's eyebrows moved slightly, his narrow eyes drooped, and he suddenly saw a strange room, a place that he would never appear.

He pursed his lips.

What's going on?

Where is this again?

His loose expression let Jiang Duyan know that he already believed her a little, and seized the opportunity to raise his voice slightly, "I don't know what happened, but you suddenly came to my room, so it should be me questioning you about this ......"

Jiang Duyan considered the words that could be used on Su Xiuyuan, she was reluctant to be perverted, and the hooligan was too inconsistent with his temperament.

“…… Lunatic. Jiang Duyan spit out these words and immediately regretted it.

This is the perfect 'son' she has created, and no derogatory word should be used on him.

"......" silently looked at Jiang Duyan for a moment, the gun in Su Xiuyuan's hand was still pointed at her, "Where is this, why am I here." ”

Jiang Duyan wanted to ask Su Xiuyuan how he got here from the world of comics.

"I don't know." She thought for a moment and said in as normal words as she could: "Do you believe that you are a snort, and a gust of wind blows?" ”

"What do you think?" Su Xiuyuan put away the gun in his hand.

This woman doesn't look like the killer just now.

He looked around, and since he couldn't understand how he had managed to get to a strange room in the blink of an eye, he decided to think about something that wasn't so metaphysical.

"You hid that female killer, didn't you, where is she?"