The relationship between the three of Jian, Lin and Zhao is that of teacher and student if we say it is far away, but if we say it is close... it is not impossible for father and son to do the same.
Many years ago, when he was still a high school student running a simple part-time comics training, the two of them were his students.
Later, Jian Yi became a cartoonist, and the two became assistants.
This time and again, from elementary school to junior high school, junior high school to high school, high school to university, they have known each other for eight or nine years.
Lin Xi and Zhao Zichao were also students he watched grow up.
The trio's comics are not a household name, but they are somewhat famous at least. They are half the mainstay in weekly magazines and their income is not too much. However, they are also in the upper reaches of the domestic comics industry and have entered the ranks of the first-class cartoonists in the country.
ranks.
As we all know, those who are close to vermillion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. People living together will always influence each other and be close to each other.
But unfortunately, they are not.
After getting along with each other for so many years, Jian Yi has not been influenced by his student to become the same Ma Daha, and Zhao Zichao has not been made more cautious by his teacher. Instead, he has become more and more forgetful and heartless, and the comic update speed has dropped.
, he is 90% responsible.
As for Lin Xi... she was an innocent girl before she met Jian Yi, but after years of being influenced by him, she has gradually become darker.
In simple words, Lin Xi is the student who is most like him.
After all, the three people grew up in very different environments. One was an orphan who grew up in a welfare institution, and the other two were single children who grew up with a golden key. Jian Yi and they were destined not to be the same person.
Of course, except Lin Xi.
"Master, I was wrong," Zhao Zichao said sincerely, "I will never..."
"Come on, how many times have you promised? I still don't know who you are..." Jian Yan looked at the messages on his mobile phone. The new tablet he purchased online two days ago has arrived. "Well, you can go downstairs to get the express delivery."
, just consider it as having made up for it.”
"Okay!" Seeing what Jian Yi said, Zhao Zichao nodded quickly and ran out of the door without saying a word.
"I'm already in my twenties, but I still don't do things properly." Jian Yi shrugged, sat on the sofa and continued eating potato chips.
Lin Xi's painting skills are quite solid, coupled with her excellent reasoning ability, she can completely help Jian Yi share the pressure in the plot. Whether as an assistant or a student, she is the better one - except for her poisonous tongue.
"Have you encountered any troubles recently?" Lin Xi joked, "Because you don't smoke, you play games to vent your anger?"
"It's nothing," he waved his hand and continued, "It's just that the plot idea is stuck and there is no way to proceed, and there is a joint project in the editorial department." Jian Yi pointed to his study room,
"No, now I can only play games to collect information."
He didn't tell anyone about his strange illness.
"Does a person as hardworking as Master also play games?" Lin Xi smiled and joked playfully, "Isn't it because you are single that you are depressed?"
"As expected of my protégé, he even has a poisonous mouth." Jian Jian said, walking to the refrigerator and taking out two cans of Coke, "You are doing the same thing as your partner. Isn't it a good idea to laugh at a hundred steps?"
"Thanks," Lin Xi opened the Coke can, and the water mist splashed on her face. She took out a tissue from her bag and wiped it, and then said, "You are handsome and your work is not bad. Alas,
Why are you single..."
"I'm rushing to write manuscripts every day, how can I have time to do this?" Jian Yi shrugged, "It's better now, the pressure is a little less. Our comics at that time were fighting for a spot in the weekly...
If you die, there will be no time for love."
Jian Yi chuckled and said, "But young men like you and Zhao Zichao, who are also widowed kings, actually came to make fun of me to find a balance."
"Damn, you're already twenty-six or seven, okay!" Lin Xi tilted her head, "We haven't graduated from college yet, and we still have a lot of good time..."
"Okay, okay, you're young." Jian Yi coughed twice, stopped worrying about the problem, and continued eating potato chips.
"Stop the quarrel, stop the quarrel, come over and help me when you have this time, this express delivery is too heavy..." Zhao Zichao at the entrance said with a bitter face, "Speaking of which, master, why are you so generous all of a sudden, are you willing to buy it?
"
"Isn't a new tablet considered generous? It's not a famous brand." Jian Yi put down the can, "You can't carry such a light thing?"
"No, you obviously bought two special game cabins for disorder, okay!" Zhao Zichao dragged the two huge cardboard boxes hard and whispered: "The game cabins given by the editorial department two days ago were still clamoring for them.
After all, why are you so rich now? Could it be that you got into some rich family..."
"I bought this..." Lin Xi looked at Zhao Zichao with black lines on his head, "Didn't Master buy a game cabin some time ago? I was afraid that he would be too lonely, so I bought two to accompany him."
"You still have my share," Zhao Zichao looked at her, "When did you become so kind?"
"Tch, there's a discount for two copies. It's just a way to go. I didn't buy it specifically for you." Lin Xi glanced at him and stopped talking.
"What rich woman..." Jian Yi was about to say something when he was interrupted by a phone ringing. He took out his mobile phone from the inner pocket of his sweater, signaled Zhao Zichao to wait, and turned to go to the balcony to answer the phone.
The caller came from an unknown number, and it looked like it was a sales pitch, but in line with the principle of making money with money and not losing money, he still listened to the call.
"Hello, Mr. Jane."
The phone was mixed with noisy current, making the sound very vague. In addition, the sound source itself had been specially processed, making it impossible to determine the gender and age of the caller.
Deliberately using a voice changer to cover up your own voice and being secretive can only be used to avoid revealing your identity.
Thinking of the abnormal settlement and mysterious express delivery just now, it was difficult for him not to combine the two strange things.
"What's the point of going around in such a big circle?" Jian Yan turned around and looked at Lin Xi and Zhao Zichao who were chatting. Seeing that they didn't notice anything unusual, he continued, "In other words, show me that short video, you
What’s the purpose?”
The promotional business card given to him by the doctor, the side mission of "Watching a Movie" in the game, and a specially processed sound, these things have one thing in common: the other party dared not show his face from the beginning to the end.
He didn't know the purpose of doing these things, but at least he was sure that the other party didn't want others to know about it.
"Quick, you are worthy of being a survivor..." The other party's tone did not change at all, still terrifyingly calm, "Then let me get straight to the point... As far as I know, you have a strange disease related to analysis, right?
"
"You spent a lot of time giving me hints, and now you're so tired? Tell me what you have to say," Jian Yi sneered, "I'll only give you one minute."
"Oh? I think you will be very interested in this topic," the man paused, "Well, to make a long story short, as far as I know, your current symptoms have been relieved, but you will still have symptoms after being away from the game for a long time.
It can lead to a relapse or even a mental breakdown."
"Are you spying on me?"
"No, it's just that an acquaintance happened to be passing by." The other party's voice was still without any emotion, "I just want to tell you that your condition is not hopeless, and the answer is in the game."
"Huh, will you die if you don't act as the Riddler?" Jian Jian mocked, "Except for the slightly false statement, I don't think there is any difference between your words and fraud. Why, is this the case in game promotion these days?"
"My words are here, that's all. Whether you believe it or not has nothing to do with me." The man continued, "One last reminder, this is not just a game, it's about the answer you want, and..."
"Beep, beep..."
After a burst of noisy electricity, the balcony returned to silence.
"Master, who made the call?" Zhao Zichao and Lin Xi had already worked together to drag in two huge cardboard boxes.
