Li Shiyi was not surprised at all when he received a call from the comic organizer the next day.

That boy was already so good.

The people in the cubicle who listened to the whole process of the phone call had envious expressions on their faces.

"Shi Yi, I took another big order so soon!"

"Well, I haven't signed a contract yet, I'll call that kid." Li Shiyi shook the mobile phone in his hand and turned around and went to the pantry.

The remaining colleagues could only watch Li Shiyi walk away with a red eye, they all called to confirm the specific plan, do they still care about the contract?

……

Jiang Yu stretched out his strong arm and picked up the phone from the bedside table.

Confused, he glanced at the caller.

Grandfather.

Rubbing his sore eyes from sleep, Jiang Yu answered the button.

"You kid won't come back this year?" The voice on the phone was hoarse and thick.

Jiang Yu sat up from the bed, "I took a vacation yesterday. ”

Grandpa Jiang shouted over there: "I know! Looking at the hens pecking rice all over the yard, he yelled angrily at the old man in his hand, "You won't come back this year?" ”

Jiang Yu: "...... It depends. ”

Grandpa Jiang has been teaching in the town for most of his life, and he never wanted to come to the city after retirement, so he had to stay in the village to guard the graves of his daughter-in-law and son.

What do you say that they are afraid that they will be lonely and lonely, and no one will light the way back for their mothers.

Grandpa Jiang: "Have you forgotten that you have my grandfather?!" ”

Jiang Yu: To be honest, if you don't call, I really forgot.

He has been back to the village on one hand since he was a child, and the year before last he was afraid that this empty nester would have no money, so he took a few buses to send a bag of money. The old man accepted the money politely, and by the way, he also left a contact information.

Jiang Yu's impression of Grandpa Jiang is that his back is a little hunched, he likes to speak in a low tone, and he always wears a PLA green hat with a five-pointed star on his head.

A very energetic little old man.

Grandpa Jiang: "Lao Tzu doesn't care - what is the use of leaving your grandson when Lao Tzu's son is gone?" I'm old and want you to come back and see it, can't you? ”

When he was young, he had a trendy mind, and he didn't have the same set of "the poorer you are, the more you have to have children." ”

The Jiang family gave birth to Jiang Yu and his father, and finally became a people's policeman, but the old couple was very happy.

Not long after, he married a beautiful daughter-in-law, gave birth to a big fat boy, the couple lived in the city, he and the old woman knew the news and happily went to the city hospital to see his grandson, bought things, discussed the name, and went back to the village.

But the good times didn't last long, and after a few good days, the old woman got sick, didn't survive, and left. After another two years, his son went on a mission and died, and the entire Jiang family was left with him and the grandson who was not very familiar in an instant.

Now that he is old, he wants to talk to the only grandson who is missing, and this child is also a grievance.

Jiang Yu pursed her lips, "I'll go back and have a look in a few days." ”

Grandpa Jiang: "Okay, okay, don't forget, you come back, old man, I'll kill a chicken." ”

Jiang Yu answered, asked a few words about his physical condition as usual and hung up the phone.

The curtains in the bedroom are very light-shading, and the sunlight can't penetrate it, Jiang Yu glanced at the time of the mobile phone, thinking about whether to lie down and sleep back.

10:38

It's still early.

Jiang Yu slipped into the bed.

The phone rang again.

Jiang Yu lifted the quilt, exhaled, paused for a few seconds, and then stretched out his long arm to scoop up the phone.

"Hello? Little ginger, you were chosen, do you know? Li Shiyi's voice began to be a little excited.

Jiang Yu's tone was dull: "What? What is selected? ”

"That's the comic! Heck, now that the contract has been discussed, I'll give you a call and let you know. ”

Jiang Yu said a word yesterday, and when he didn't see the reply, he thought it was yellow.

I promised the old man to go back on vacation.

"Okay, okay, you get ready at home, I'll tell the company about it, and I'll prepare the script for you."

"How long does it take to sign a contract?"

Li Shiyi thought for a while: "According to the previous model, it will take ten days to say the least, but this time the time to catch up with the heat will be shortened by more than half." ”

Jiang Yu calculated the time, if he slept less every day for a few days, it should not be a problem to finish the recording.

When I returned to the village in ten days, the old man probably wouldn't say anything.

"Okay."

"Then you kid have nothing to do, communicate with the main writer. Exchange emotions and strive for the next opportunity to work together again. ”

Jiang Yu didn't hear it, "Hang up." ”

……

Chen Shuang checked this picture again and again, but he still felt a little bottomless, so he sent the picture to Ah Tiantian.

。 :[How?] ］

Ah Tian Tian: [Thumbs up!] It's pretty good! This is the one you want to put on Weibo? ］

。 :[Well, I forgot about it before, but now I'm putting it on again.] ］

Ah Tian Tiantian: [Yes, yes, go ahead, I'll go grab the front row.] ］

Ah Tian Tian: [By the way, the contract has been drawn up with AHA Studios, you can send this out first, saying that you are looking forward to this audio comic and try the water.] ］

Then she came to the "little hype".

Chen Shuang didn't reply to the message, and checked the picture carefully again before logging in to Weibo, and directly put this high-definition picture of Qian.

There is no text, just a simple picture with a black background: the boy sits in a ball about a third of the entire black picture, his hands and face are rubbed with red blood, and his dark eyes are silently looking at the ants on the ground, full of loneliness and innocence.

There are also tiny floating dust on the side.

In addition to the 'quietness' of the whole picture, there is also an inexplicable sense of depression.

Ah Tian Tian Tian has been refreshing the Weibo interface of Tangerine is not sweet, and even just copied the words to be published in the notes, brushed it three or four times, and finally came out, and the result was a monotonous picture?!

The rhythmic two-hundred-word essay she just wrote in a hurry is gone?

was stunned for a moment, and there were already more than a dozen comments, Ah Tian Tian Tian quickly deleted the extra words, and kept a few words of praise to post below.

Alas, the child is older, and his wings are stiff and he can't control it.

Chen Shuang began to clean up those annoying little red dots on Weibo.

After sliding around, she saw a pattern that was a little familiar, and glanced at the name: Song Qixu.

Chen Shuang clicked into the dialog box.

Song Qixu: [Hey, kid, remember me?] ］

Song Qixu: [I didn't expect you to draw comics so well, thumbs up. Jpg］

Song Qixu: [Do you want to add a WeChat?] Anyway, now my brother is a little celebrity, and he is not the poor bastard who robbed you of your pocket money in the first place. ］

Song Qixu: [Shy, shy, shy. Jpg］

This was after 8 o'clock this morning.

Oranges are not sweet: [Then you give me back the money.] ］

Song Qixu also replied quickly:

[Weibo can only send red envelopes, you give me the WeChat account and I will transfer it to you.] ］

Song Qixu has an unspeakable experience in his acting career: he once robbed and blackmailed junior high school students when he had no money.

At that time, he was tricked to Jincheng by a brother who used to play well, saying that there was a drama there, and asked him to follow the blind cat to meet the dead mouse to try, anyway, if he had the chance, he would give it a fight.

As a result, he was deceived, his ID photos were snatched away, the money was taken, and he was deceived again.

He had a hard time looking back on, and he still sees a psychiatrist regularly.

It can be said that if he hadn't picked up the ashtray and smashed the dog's beast at that time, and ran out in a panic after seeing the blood on his head, he might not have met Chen Shuang, and he would not have the current Song Qixu.

He remembered that when he was in his room, he could still hear the faint school bell.

Be sure to pay attention, Song Qixu is hiding in a small alley waiting for a lonely little sheep.

Song Qixu felt that he and the others were about to faint.

Just as he was about to rush out and grab it directly, Chen Shuanggui carried his schoolbag in a regular manner, lowered his head and slowly walked into the alley, Song Qixu looked at the girl with standard student hair.

Gritted his teeth.

Sticking out the head is a knife and shrinking the head is also a knife, anyway, just beating someone just now is not just dead or alive, and now grabbing some money is nothing.

So a scolding stopped Chen Shuang.

Chen Shuang raised his head indifferently and looked at the unkempt and strangely dressed teenager in front of him, but did not speak.

"You...... Do you have money?! ”

Chen Shuang shook his head.

Song Qixu's face flushed, "I don't believe it!" Show me your bag! ”

After speaking, he was about to snatch Chen Shuang's schoolbag, Chen Shuang was about to dodge, but his eyes shrank as soon as he glanced at him.

Immediately stopped moving.

The man's right hand was bloody.

Song Qixu really didn't expect to be able to turn over the money, and there was so much. Song Qixu opened the medicine box and looked at the stack of bright red renminbi with a complicated gaze.

"You...... Did you steal money from your family? ”

In the gloomy and gray alley, Song Qixu pinched the bundle of money and asked Chen Shuang.

Chen Shuang was just in the third year of junior high school, she went to the commissary outside after school to get a courier and was going to take a shortcut home to hide the money early, who knew that she was targeted by a 'pervert'.

Chen Shuang was silent for a moment, his eyes calm: "No, what do you want money for?" ”

Looking at Chen Shuang's gaze, Song Qixu subconsciously replied: "Go home." ”

Chen Shuang looked at Song Qixu's face a few more times, turned to the blood in his hand, and didn't think about the truth or falsehood of Song Qixu's words, thinking that it was useless for her to ask for money now, and she had to try to hide it.

The mind moved.

"Then you can take it all."

Song Qixu's gaze became more complicated and deep, these 4,000 yuan, it is not small to say small, it is not big to say big, will her parents beat her up if they find out that the money is less in the future?

“…… So what do you do? Won't your family say it? ”

The two talked like friends.

Chen Shuang glanced at him, and took out a piece of drawing paper from his bag, "I'm painting, money-"

Chen Shuang paused and glanced at Song Qixu.

"Origins are legitimate."

“…… Just when I borrowed yours, my name is Song Qixu, Song of the Song Dynasty, the holiday holiday, no, it's wrong. The period of the holiday, the rising sun. ”

Chen Shuang hummed and turned his head towards the alley.

Song Qixu shouted: "Who is that, can you give me a picture of yours?" ”

Song Qixu had money, because he had no documents and could only take the bus, and the moment he returned to the familiar place, Song Qixu cried.

With Chen Shuang's piece of paper.