Xiao Feng looked puzzled, obviously not yet withdrawn from the previous joy.

"You're back." Parents squeezed out a dull sentence.

"Yes, Dad, you're here too." Xiaofeng took off his shoes and placed them neatly.

"I'm going back to my room to do my homework."

"Do you want to go back to your room to do your homework, or do you want to draw comics?" Mother said in a weird way.

"Of course it's a .......painting," Xiaofeng said subconsciously, and the next moment he felt bad and covered his mouth.

Xiaofeng's parents' faces suddenly sank.

The mother held up the mobile phone directly and said angrily: "You draw this thing every time you go home? "When I Go to College with Elves", this kind of mentally handicapped work is also watched? Still painting your parents to death? ”

Xiaofeng's face flushed, and he was ashamed and indignant in his heart.

"Where is the mentally retarded, everyone obviously likes it, I am all needed for the plot, you have to die." He was unconvinced.

"I've always been number one in my grades, why can't I do what I want, those exams and study things are mentally retarded, fools will."

"You still dare to talk back?" Xiaofeng's mother stood up, her eyes wide with anger.

Anyway, they all tore their faces, and Xiaofeng broke the jar and fell.

also raised the volume: "Am I not wrong?" I am forced to learn these mentally retarded things every day, and I still have to learn such simple things? You look down on me too much, don't you? ”

Carefree! It's so exciting!

Xiao Feng only felt that the bitterness in his heart for more than ten years suddenly leaned out.

Of course, what he said was not true.

After all, in order to study genetics, he often stayed up late to read books.

"You, you stinky boy are so rebellious." Xiaofeng's mother was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"Seeds." The little windmill hurriedly trotted to Xiaofeng's mother's side and comforted her softly, and the rattan whip gently stroked Xiaofeng's mother's back.

Xiaofeng's father had a gloomy face and didn't speak.

"We're here for your good." Xiaofeng's mother said.

"No, you are for your own vanity, for showing off in front of your relatives, if it is for me for a long time, you will not force me to choose a major I don't like, and force me to do so many things I don't like." Xiaofeng calmed down and said with a lonely look in his eyes.

He finally confided his heart.

Every time he returns to his hometown for the Chinese New Year, what his parents say the most is: My son won the first place, and he is the first in the whole grade.

It seems that in their eyes, they are just a tool for comparison.

"Seeds."

Bang Ta Bang Ta.

The little windmill ran to Xiaofeng's side again and comforted him softly.

"You're still young and ignorant, what future can you have when you draw comics? In the future, if you go out, you will be eliminated by the society, with a salary of thousands every month, you can't even afford a house, how good the prospect of genetics is, if you can enter the red and white company, you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life. Xiaofeng's mother wept.

"Bang ta, bang ta." The little windmill ran back to Xiaofeng's mother and comforted her softly.

Seeing this, Xiaofeng's mood also fell, and his voice was aggrieved.

"I love comics, I also work hard to study genetics, and my grades are always number one, why can't I be allowed to do what I want?"

"Bang ta, bang ta." The little windmill ran back again.

I was already a little dizzy from being busy, and my eyes began to turn in small circles.

"Comics are not worth investing time at all, if you have those time, read more books on genetics, maybe you can graduate like Li Qiuran and create excellent creatures, we have to spend time on meaningful." Xiaofeng's mother said bitterly.

"Pap Pap Pap ......." The little windmill lay on the ground halfway through the run, completely rotten.

Whatever you want, I choose death.

The little windmill lay on the ground without love, quietly watching the quarrel heat up.

The theory on one side is: since you have so much time, why not invest in genetics.

The theory on the other side is that since I can complete my studies in a limited amount of time, why can't I use the remaining fragmented time to do what I like, maybe produce good results, instead of blindly investing in genetics.

Both sides seem to have a point.

But the little windmill didn't care.

Quarrel, quarrel, just don't cut off my food.

The little windmill finally shrank into Xiaofeng's father's arms, and suddenly had a feeling of empathy.

Sure enough, Daddy doesn't seem to have any status in this family, so he can't get in at all.

Xiaofeng's complete rebound this time made his parents a little unacceptable.

Xiaofeng has always been submissive.

"My comics are very popular on the Internet, and there are many praises." Xiaofeng said.

His mother looked disdainful: "Now that there is no future for drawing comics, can you make sure that the next one will also have a certain popularity?" And you're not profitable. ”

Xiaofeng was speechless.

I really don't have a penny in my account now, and I even spent a lot of time painting.

"Ding-dong." Then! The doorbell rang, and Xiaofeng's family stopped arguing and opened the door.

At the door stood a man in red and white overalls, followed by a small orange fire dragon.

"Hello, I'm a staff member of the Red and White Company, is Xiaofeng at home?" The man pulls out his work card.

"Gaha." The little fire dragon also shouted.

Working with elves is almost becoming the norm for staff.

Because the elf is the logo of the red and white company, it can bring a higher level of credibility.

Originally, Xiaofeng's family still had some suspicions, but after seeing the little fire dragon, their suspicions were swept away.

"Yes, I'm Xiaofeng." Xiaofeng stood up and said.

He was a little nervous.

Why did the red and white company find itself, is it because its comics are infringing?

The next moment the words of the red and white company staff made Xiaofeng fall into ecstasy.

"Our Red and White Company is very optimistic about your comics and would like to invite you to join the Red and White Company."

"Can I join the Red and White Company?" Xiao Feng looked incredulous.

"Xiaofeng can join the Red and White Company?" Xiaofeng's parents were shocked.

One of the reasons they asked Xiaofeng to study genetics was to choose a good track.

On the other hand, I also hope that Xiaofeng can join the red and white company after graduation.

Is Xiaofeng's genetics so brilliant?

Wait a minute......

What did the staff say? 、

Caricature? That unproductive profession?

Under the puzzled gaze of Xiaofeng's parents, the clerk said:

"Our red and white company is going to create elf IP in various fields in the future, and our chairman likes your comics very much and wants to invite you to join the red and white company."

Is it really a comic?!

"Please come in, please come in." Xiaofeng's parents looked confused, and their brains went blank.

"Seeds." The little windmill danced happily to celebrate Xiaofeng.

After settling down in the living room, they began to talk about it.

Considering Xiaofeng's status as a high school student, the red and white company will officially give him an internship contract after he enters college.

And promised that after graduation, the red and white company would not interfere with Xiaofeng's comic creation.

Will take over the operation of the manga and so on.

After a negotiation combination of punches, Xiaofeng's parents still couldn't believe it.

Is there really a future for drawing comics?!

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