Lin Shaofeng suppressed his nausea and looked around at this unfamiliar environment.
The lively streets and alleys in my memory have turned into a living hell. Rotten pieces of meat are spread on the ground and piled up into disgusting carpets. Bloodshot bones can be seen everywhere on the streets. Vehicles parked on the road are twisted together to form...
Tons of scrap metal were collected, seriously blocking this originally spacious road.
"Why……"
Lin Shaofeng froze on the spot, his mind was as confused as the street.
An old man with a neighborhood committee armband hanging on his left arm passed by. The hunchbacked old man stood next to him, also looking blank. Then the old man took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from his trouser pocket and put them on the bridge of his nose, looking at
After seeing the messy scene in front of him, the old man cursed: "Damn! That unscrupulous driver overturned the car while transporting pork and didn't do anything about it!"
Seeing the angry look on the old man's face, Lin Shaofeng, who was secretly amused, agreed: "It does affect the appearance of the city, and the cleaning staff or firefighters won't take care of it."
The familiar neighbors had already taken to the streets, and soon uncles and aunties with frowning brows and curses took out brooms and dustpans to clean the road. Judging from the efficiency, it won't take long for the street to return to its original appearance.
The car accident seemed to have caused a lot of damage, but in fact there were no casualties. It only damaged several parked cars and several guardrails, and created some "garbage".
Some of the pork that had not been crushed was still edible, and some uncles and aunties had already quietly carried a few pieces back.
The old man from the neighborhood committee next to Lin Shaofeng coughed twice and said: "It will probably take a few hours to complete it completely. If we don't send a tow truck, we can't throw away so much scrap metal. There has been a lot of chaos in the city recently.
, it’s probably going to be a long time before it’s the higher ups’ turn to take care of this matter, we can handle some small things ourselves.”
After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and looked up and down at Shao Linfeng beside him.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Lin Shaofeng from Room 23, Building 2, uh, the cartoonist!"
"Oh? Oh!! I remember, aren't you the Xiao Lin who was almost evicted because he owed two months' rent?"
The old man didn't pay any attention to the so-called "cartoonist" identity proposed by Lin Shaofeng. He only remembered the embarrassing story of the young man in front of him.
Lin Shaofeng scratched his head and smiled awkwardly and said, "Ha, I paid the rent in full last week."
The old man pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and babbled like a mantra: "Why don't you ask your parents for relief? Why do you ask your parents for money when you are such a big man? Young people have to support themselves and do whatever they want.
Dare to take action..."
"Uh, no, Uncle Zhang. Didn't I just open my studio? So I was short of money to start a business at that time. Now I have made a little money, and I can pay the rent with the dividends." Lin Shaofeng said while wiping.
Cold sweat kept breaking out on his forehead, feeling that during the time he stayed in that small house, did the neighbors have such a big misunderstanding about him?
"Oh, it turns out you are starting a business! Haha, yes, yes. You have a bright future, young man. If you have a successful career in the future, you have to take good care of your parents." The old man finally smiled kindly.
"Of course! Master."
Lin Shaofeng heard that Uncle Zhang had a filial son, but his son went to study abroad and found a foreign wife abroad, so Uncle Zhang's son settled abroad, although his son did not pick up Uncle Zhang.
, but the language and customs were different, and Uncle Zhang couldn't get used to it, so he came back. However, although Uncle Zhang came back, his son has been abroad, and it is difficult for the two of them to see each other all year round.
So it's no wonder that Uncle Zhang is so sensitive, and Lin Shaofeng understands some of Uncle Zhang's feelings.
"Okay, Xiaolin, are you back from shopping for groceries?"
In fact, Lin Shaofeng still had something to do at home, but out of respect for his elders, Lin Shaofeng planned to chat with Uncle Zhang again, but he didn't want Uncle Zhang to end the conversation very considerately.
"Well, that's right. I've been eating instant noodles for a long time, and I want to eat some fresh vegetables made by myself." Lin Shaofeng lifted two large bags of various vegetables in his hand, including three kilograms of pork.
"It's not good for young people to eat that kind of junk food. If you're busy with work and don't have time to cook, come to my uncle's house to eat. Anyway, I'm a bad old man who lives alone. I can't finish a table of food every day and leave it in the refrigerator."
Uncle Zhang patted Lin Shaofeng's shoulder, and Lin Shaofeng knew from that kind tone that the old man was serious.
"Isn't it good to put it in the refrigerator? Isn't the ability of refrigerators to preserve freshness very good now?" Lin Shaofeng was a little embarrassed to be invited to dinner by an old man whom he had not met many times.
"But by the second day, the taste had changed and it was no longer delicious."
Uncle Zhang sighed, and Lin Shaofeng didn't know how to respond.
"Xiao Lin, is there anyone else at home? Like a girlfriend or something?"
Uncle Zhang suddenly asked about Lin Shaofeng's family situation. Lin Shaofeng thought about it and felt that he had nothing to hide, so he told Uncle Zhang the truth.
"Um, no, I'm still single."
"Where are your parents from? Do you have any brothers or sisters?"
"My parents are in Jiangnan now, and my younger sister and I are the only ones in my family."
"Jiangnan? Huh? That place is really far away from us. It will take several days by train."
"Well, yes. I haven't been home for half a year."
"Well, young man, why don't you come to my uncle's house for a meal tomorrow at noon? Try my cooking skills."
Because of the pile of ingredients in Lin Shaofeng's hand, Uncle Zhang, who wanted to treat Lin Shaofeng to a meal now, changed the time to tomorrow.
Uncle Zhang didn't know why he suddenly wanted to have a good meal with this young man. Maybe a polite boy like Lin Shaofeng had won his favor, or maybe it was because Lin Shaofeng's appearance was different from his own.
There is some resemblance to the son who is far away in a foreign country, or maybe he simply wants to find a young man who is willing to listen to him to have a good talk... Of course, it may be a combination of the above.
"Uh, okay."
Lin Shaofeng could not think of any reason for refusal for the time being. Dining with a lonely old man was not a bad thing in itself, so Lin Shaofeng nodded and agreed.
"Haha, young man, I won't disturb you anymore. I will take Abai for a walk."
After receiving the answer, Uncle Zhang smiled with satisfaction. He patted Lin Shaofeng on the shoulder again, then turned and walked towards the street.
"Abai?"
Lin Shaofeng was a little confused. It sounded like the name of a pet, but he didn't see any pet following Uncle Zhang.
"Chirp!"
Uncle Zhang suddenly whistled, and a white-furred Pekingese rushed out from under a billboard, barking twice at Lin Shaofeng.
"Haha, let's go."
Uncle Zhang did not look back and was still standing in Lin Shaofeng, minding his own business and walking away.
"It's so pleasant! I don't know if this is inspiration."
Lin Shaofeng suddenly felt that Uncle Zhang's peaceful life was in perfect harmony with the story he was creating, and there might be a way to include it in his own work.
The comics he creates now are relatively niche. They just tell about the daily life that takes place in a certain cat cafe and have a "warmth" theme. Since it is not a supernatural and passionate subject, the ratings are tepid, and the profits are the same.
.The problem of funding gave him a headache, but now that he has started to create, Lin Shaofeng can only bite the bullet and continue painting.
When Lin Shaofeng decided to draw comics, he had no companions. He had to draw enough chapters alone to attract fans. At that time, he spent three months creating a comic strip called "Universal Wishing Fountain"
, and submitted it to the well-known comic magazine "PR Wandering Zhixin". The response was enthusiastic from the beginning to the end, and it also successfully signed a contract with "PR Wandering Zhixin".
It seemed like it was all smooth sailing, but in fact if it was all smooth sailing, he wouldn't be unable to pay the rent and would eat instant noodles almost every meal. () The second trial is updated the fastest. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Second Trial"
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