Lin Qingzhi raised his eyes to look at him, half-smiling but not smiling, and asked: "Why?
Is there anything I can’t see?”
"……No."
Cheng Huanchong's eyes dodge, and his handsome face turns slightly red, "These are all my previous works, and some of the contents are very childish... I can't stand it myself, so I don't have the nerve to let you read it."
The two of them were about the same height, Lin Qingzhi was two to three centimeters taller than him, but leaning on the bookshelf, he was actually shorter than Cheng Huanchong.
However, this angle makes it easier to see every expression on Cheng Huan Chongjun's face more clearly.
Lin Qingzhi did not ignore the blush on his face and smiled softly.
“Each work is drawn page by page with your meticulous care, and it is a testimony of your growth.
As a young person, you are youthful and full of energy, which will naturally be reflected in your works.
Things from more than ten years ago may seem childish to you today, but they are the youthful impulse and frivolity that you can no longer obtain now."
Cheng Huanchong smiled and quickly regained his confidence.
"Okay, if you like to watch it, I will give you a set."
Lin Qingzhi flipped through the book and casually replied: "No, I have all your books."
Forehead?
! Cheng Huanchong heard this and blurted out in surprise: "What?"
my book?
you saw it?"
Lin Qingzhi's eyes flashed slightly and she nodded.
"Yes, I have been pursuing your books for many years."
In fact, he has been pursuing his works for seven or eight years. As early as when he was still a young junior high school student and just started publishing comics, he paid attention to this extremely talented young cartoonist.
From the time when he was still a little street kid who didn't pay much attention to readers, to now he is a famous cartoonist all over the world, he has never missed any of his works.
"real?
!”
Cheng Huanchong stared in disbelief and quickly smiled, "Stop making me happy!"
Lin Qingzhi just smiled and flipped through the book calmly without explaining anything.
Cheng Huanchong stretched his limbs lazily and collapsed on the lazy sofa given to him by his eldest brother.
"Senior, what do you usually like to do?"
Lin Qingzhi replied: "Reading, occasionally playing chess, and playing with some antiques."
Cheng Huanchong was not surprised at all and asked: "What books do you read?
Ancient prose and poetry?”
Lin Qingzhi smiled and replied: "Look at everything.
The books I read are very diverse, ranging from classical books to fashion magazines.
As long as I can catch my eye, I won’t refuse anyone who comes.”
"oh oh."
Cheng Huanchong couldn't help but ask: "You are studying Chinese painting, right?"
Lin Qingzhi shook his head: "My major in school is Chinese painting. I used to learn a lot about it, and the painting style is not consistent in different periods."
Cheng Huanchong smiled and put his hands under his head.
"It seems that I am completely different from you."
Lin Qingzhi became interested and asked curiously: "What's different?
Why is it different?”
Cheng Huanchong replied: "You are an all-rounder, I am just a comic lover who can draw.
I only know this little major, and I can’t get on the big stage.”
"too humble."
Lin Qingzhi smiled slightly: "Even if a person lives to an old age, it only lasts eighty or ninety years.
Compared with the long history of the earth, human life can be said to be fleeting.
In this short period of time, people have to study, grow up, take care of their studies, career and family, and take care of countless things, large and small.
Being able to find something you like during this period of time, work hard on it and focus on it, and then persist in making it a success is already considered extraordinary."
Cheng Huanchong suddenly smiled and clasped his fists: "I have learned a lesson!"
Lin Qingzhi put down the book and stroked the writing gently.
"Actually, although I am very knowledgeable, it is mainly because I have been exposed to antiques and cultural relics since I was a child.
My grandfather is an antique collector. He has read all kinds of books since he was a child. Even when he was old and lying in bed, he would not put down the books.
I grew up next to him and was forced to read together by him. Later, it became a natural habit and I learned to read like him, and I read all kinds of books.
Seeing is complicated, learning is also confusing.”
Cheng Huanchong gave a thumbs up: "I admire you!"
Lin Qingzhi chuckled softly: "There is nothing to praise. I learned in a mess, and I didn't specialize in any skills. Instead, I became nondescript and unlikeable."
"No!"
Cheng Huanchong smiled and said: "I think you know everything, are omnipotent, and know everything!"
Lin Qingzhi laughed dumbly: "This is too exaggerated. I can't take it as a compliment."
Cheng Huanchong laughed.
The two chatted happily in the room, and it was evening in a flash.
Lin Qingzhi was about to leave and whispered: "The weather is cold and your legs are fine. Don't be greedy for coldness or playfulness. You can endure it for a few more days."
"I understand, thank you, senior."
Cheng Huanchong was very reluctant to leave and asked, "Are you really not going to stay for dinner?"
Lin Qingzhi replied: "Let's do it next time."
Cheng Huanchong hesitated in his steps, hesitating and whispered: "Then...then contact us on WeChat."
Lin Qingzhi stared at him closely and walked very slowly.
"I will take you to the rehabilitation center the day after tomorrow. The appointment time is at ten in the morning. I will be here half an hour early."
Cheng Huanchong was slightly embarrassed and chuckled: "Would it be too troublesome for you?
I... I just ask the driver to take me there."
His assistant and secretary said that his work phone number was bombarded with calls every day, and there were numerous invitations for work appointments, meetings, and meals.
During this period, he did all the pushing and took care of himself until he was discharged from the hospital.
Lin Qingzhi looked at him with a half-smile but said warmly: "Don't be polite to me."
Then, he walked away gracefully and stepped into the car with his long legs.
The bodyguard closed the door, nodded slightly to Cheng Huanchong, turned around and walked around to the other side to get in the car.
Soon, the high-end commercial vehicle left slowly.
Cheng Huanchong watched reluctantly until the car disappeared around the corner, then turned around - his phone vibrated slightly.
He picked it up and found that it was a WeChat message from Lin Qingzhi.
——It's cold outside, come inside quickly.
Cheng Huanchong chuckled, sent a big "ok" emoticon, and then walked briskly inside. Unexpectedly, he found that his mother was standing not far away at some point, and it seemed that she had been standing there for a long time.
"mom!"
He rushed forward and gave Xue Ling a warm hug: "When did you and dad come back?
I’ve been back for a long time!”
Xue Ling looked at him with a smile and explained: "Your grandma insisted on going to worship Buddha in the afternoon, so your father and I had no choice but to accompany her.
We just arrived home and I heard that Lin Qingzhi sent you back. I wanted to ask him to stay for dinner, but I couldn't find him. It turned out that you sent him away."
Cheng Huanchong explained: "He has a dinner party tonight and can't stay for dinner.
I also want to keep him, but he is really unavailable.
He has been busy taking care of me these days, and his work has piled up."
Xue Ling whispered "Oh" and said: "...it's too troublesome for him."
"Can we start dinner now?"
Cheng Huanchong laughed happily and said: "I'm hungry! Mom, let's go eat!"
Xue Xin looked at her son's energetic and sunny profile, her eyes flickering.
There seemed to be something wrong with the scene where the two parted just now.
...I hope she is overthinking.
Fortunately, my son has been discharged from the hospital and there won’t be many opportunities to contact him in the future.