"Wu Daozi?"
Lin Ke nodded towards Wu Daozi, the cute young lady, and glanced at Butcher Zhang without trace.
Butcher Zhang nodded imperceptibly.
Lin Ke then said with relief: "Come in, my dear disciple, do you have any questions?"
"Master, I still have some doubts about the art of comics." Wu Daozi came in, holding in his hand the simple drawing board Lin Ke made for him.
"Such a serious study attitude?" Zhang Butcher's eyes lit up when he saw this: "You come too."
As a result, Wu Daozi, a young young lady, was also dragged along for training.
Let’s practice martial arts first, then talk about comics!
Lin Ke is indeed filled to the brim every day.
However, this feeling of fulfillment is also very good.
Of course, Lin Ke did not forget one important thing.
There are only six days left until the competition!
…
After a period of training and instruction, Butcher Zhang returned.
Wu Daozi began to ask for advice on comics.
"teacher……"
Wu Daozi's face was red at this time, and he was still out of breath after just finishing training.
However, this kind of energy and blood power is also very good for him.
"Teacher, how should we conceive of drawing such a character?" Wu Daozi took out his drawing board and asked Lin Ke about his knowledge of comics.
Lin Ke looked.
I saw a profile of a character drawn on the drawing board, and the expression on it was very exaggerated.
"Are you talking about... storyboards?"
Lin Ke raised his eyebrows.
Under the moonlight, Lin Ke sat next to a tree and began to explain patiently: "There are many difficulties in comics, such as hand description, overall combat description, etc. Among these difficulties, there are some key points that must be known, and storyboards are one of them. one……"
However, at this moment, Chen An suddenly came to the door.
"Lin Ke! My father is dying!" Chen An's eyes were tear-stained and his teeth were clenched: "There is an assassin!"
Lin Ke stood up suddenly after hearing this.
Chen An!
Chen Pingping! ?
correct!
That Jingzhao Yin Zuosi not only hated him, but also hated Chen An for standing up in the first place!
At the beginning, when Lin Ke was listening to the thunder in silence, Chen An stood up with public opinion in response to his poem and faced the son of Jingzhao Yin Zuosi.
At the beginning, Mr. Qiu, Jingzhao Yinzuosi, must have remembered Chen An's appearance.
This assassination attempt also wanted to kill Chen An.
It's a pity that Chen Pingping is here.
Thinking of this, Lin Ke hurried forward: "Wu Daozi, you three wait for me at home, I'll go take a look!"
He followed Chen An to their home and saw Chen Pingping lying on the bed with a blank face.
Things were scattered all around, everywhere.
"An assassin wanted to kill me, but my father came out to stop him and killed the man, but he also fell down."
Chen An's voice held back hatred and tears.
Chen An has been accompanying Chen Pingping a lot recently.
After all, according to Chen Pingping himself, he won't live long.
However, even if you can only live for two months, you are still alive!
Not to mention only two months, even if you can only live for three days, that's still life.
No one can justly deprive Chen Pingping of his life in advance.
"Did Uncle Chen say anything before he fell?" Lin Ke didn't know how to handle this situation at this time.
No one is studying medicine!
He could only squat down and slowly pour his power of change into Chen Pingping's body.
"No, it happened suddenly. I was writing a book at the time, and my father was also reading "Fight Through the Sky". I didn't want the black shadow to suddenly break in."
Chen An's voice was filled with pain and resentment: "It's all my fault, Jingzhao Yin Zuosi! It's all my fault... I'm the one who doesn't have enough strength!"
There was pain and self-blame in Chen An's eyes.
He had been prepared to accompany his father in the coming days and walk the last part of the journey.
Birth, old age, illness and death are the normal conditions in this world.
However, surprises always catch people off guard.
Two months is two months, sixty days is sixty days, not a day is missing.
Because no matter how short the time is, it is still time.
Just like an ordinary person who can live for a hundred years, it is too small compared to some animals and plants that can live for hundreds of years.
Just like some animals and plants that can only live for more than ten years, a few years, or even a few months and a few days, they are not enough to see before the life span of a hundred years for ordinary people.
However, a long lifespan cannot be used to evaluate the existence of a short lifespan.
People are born to move toward death, but this does not mean that people will die as soon as they are born.
Even if it's only one day, it's still a day.
Lin Ke naturally understood these principles. When his grandparents passed away, Lin Ke wished they could live one more day.
He could understand Chen An's sadness, but he had no choice but to comfort him: "When Li Daru and the others come back, there should be something they can do."
The power of change he entered at this time was like a mud cow entering the sea, without making any waves.
Useless!
Perhaps it is really what Ordinary Chen Pingping said before, that he has long since lost his soul, and it is time to go to research, but he has just delayed it until now.
Of course, it is also because of Chen Pingping's existence that he can protect his son Chen An this time.
Otherwise, under the circumstances at that time, Li Chungang and the others would have rushed to Lin Ke's courtyard instead of here.
Chen An didn't say anything. He was not stupid and naturally knew that Chen Pingping was really helpless this time.
So, he just blamed himself there, and at the same time, an upward force surged in his heart.
Lin Ke looked at this scene, the power of change beating slightly, and he seemed to be able to feel Chen An's mood with some enlightenment.
Chen An has no father or mother at this time, and he has a novelist's book, and he is surrounded by a lot of big guys, and he also has this drive for revenge and a firm will...
If this were used as the basis for a novel, I estimate that Gao Lu could write five million words, and it would also be a cool novel about a loser's passionate counterattack.
"Chen An, you are in danger alone, why don't you live with me?" Lin Ke's small yard is not big, but it is no problem to build two or three thatched houses or wooden houses.
Wu Daozi moved in, Ning Caichen moved in, and it wasn't much to add Chen An.
Just a table of mahjong.
"No, Brother Lin." Chen An ignored the tears in his eyes and looked at Lin Ke firmly: "I will set up the novel world here and wait for the arrival of those people."
While speaking, Chen An picked up a certain book scattered on the ground, with a faint brilliance in his eyes: "The novel world has been prepared in advance, and I will wait patiently for the enemy to enter the urn."
The power of the novelist’s fantasy!
"Are you sure?" Lin Ke was a little surprised when he saw this, and then he was attracted by the book that exuded an inexplicable light.
"Yu Chuzhou said"!
"This is the novelist's secret treasure handwritten by Yu Sheng himself. Take me a few days to lay it out. When the novel world is established, I will kill all the enemies in the five realms!" Chen An's words were murderous.
Lin Ke became curious after hearing this.
A rubbing written by Yu Sheng himself? !
and……
All enemies under the five realms? !
"So powerful?!"
