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There is an aisle that is neither wide nor narrow in front of the coffee house. A row of twinkling lanterns are hung under the eaves of the corridor, one light and one dark, making the little snowflakes on the lanterns and Santa Claus beautifully illuminated.

Jiang Mianmian and Feng Chenyuan walked through the crowd, stepped on the steps, and reached out to push open the retro painted green checkered glass door.

"Okay, the portrait you want, 20 yuan a piece!"

The slightly vicissitudes of life entered Jiang Mianmian's ears like fish.

Jiang Mianmian pushed her footsteps back, turned her head to the right along the door frame, and saw a man in a gray hat, black scarf, and shabby padded jacket drawing a cartoon that he had just drawn. Pass it to the high school student outside the railing.

Jiang Mianmian blinked and ran towards the man without thinking.

"Miss, wait a minute!"

The high school girl was stunned for a moment, but Jiang Mianmian was delicate and cute, so the little girl didn't leave.

"Little sister, are you coming to see me?"

"Miss, can I have a look at the painting in your hand?" Jiang Mianmian bared her beautiful white teeth and asked with a smile.

The high school girl didn't refuse, and showed the portrait in her hand very readily.

"Look, this is the manga face made by this uncle, doesn't it look like me!"

The corner of her mouth twitched, revealing the same movements as in the comics.

Needless to say, Shen Yun is exactly the same.

Jiang Mianmian took a closer look, and noticed with sharp eyes that under the drawing, a signature pen left a pattern very similar to a pentagram.

This pattern, she knows.

"Big brother, did you draw this pattern?"

Jiang Mianmian couldn't help pointing, and asked the slightly laid-back man behind him.

The man's body trembled, but he lazily rolled his eyelids. He didn't speak, but the high school student replied with a smile: "Yes, little sister, where do you look, there are such signs under all his pictures!"

Jiang Mianmian turned her head to look, and there were indeed several paintings hidden behind the man, each with exactly the same pattern.

She shook her hand, feeling extremely excited.

As for the reason for the excitement, it's probably because the little fans are so excited to meet their idols!
If it was true, she could basically be sure that the man in front of her, who looked slovenly, would be a famous cartoonist in the future. The series of cartoons "Exorcism" created by him would sell well all over the country and even overseas in five years.

It can be said that he created an unpredictable world of gods and ghosts in the comics, and has accumulated a large number of comic fans.

This also opened the road to the rise of Blue Country Comics.

In her previous life, Jiang Mianmian, who was lying on a hospital bed and was bored, liked to read his comics the most. She liked the protagonists in comics who could change their lives against the sky, and once fantasized about meeting the author himself.

But I heard that the man who created the demon extermination had an accident and his body was burned, and he has never appeared in front of people.

Unexpectedly, she would meet Dai Mang who is not yet famous.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mianmian looked straight at the man with bright eyes.

The man's half-length hair was dirty and was hidden in his neck, his eyes were half-closed and he looked very listless, his beard was sloppy, and he was a little... not good-looking!

Is he really the famous Dai Mang?
Jiang Mianmian was a little skeptical, but not disillusioned.

"Big brother, can you draw a picture for me too?"

Jiang Mianmian stared nervously at the man, her eyes twinkling with anticipation.

Man: "Ten for sketching, twenty for manga, fifty for painting..."

"I want comics!" Jiang Mianmian rushed to answer.

Then, she pushed the vassal Yuan in front of him, and said with a smile: "Brother, please draw Yuanyuan, especially the Dale elk on his head, you must draw it!"

man……

Vassal yuan...

He pursed his lips, and suddenly regretted bringing Mianmian here, what should he do?
Jiang Mianmian was his most important person, so why couldn't he see the unusual light that Jiang Mianmian suddenly lit up when he saw the pattern similar to the pentagram.

It was excitement, and excitement.

I always feel that he has found a trouble for himself.

However, he did not reject Jiang Mianmian's actions.

The man doesn't seem to care who is standing in front of him, as long as he picks up the paintbrush and focuses all his eyes on his work, the dejected and bewildered expression surrounding him will completely disappear.

He glanced at Feng Chenyuan's appearance, but the pen in his hand began to draw automatically.

Look serious and sincere.

The vassal Yuan's slightly frowned brows loosened, and he had a glimmer of expectation for the person in front of him.

He doesn't know much about comics, but he can attract continuous attention, which proves that the person in front of him must have advantages that others don't understand.

And this is a bit, related to comics.

About 15 minutes, when Feng Chenyuan noticed that Jiang Mianmian's fingertips could not help curling up and wanted to hide, the man finally put down the paintbrush in his hand, and lazily passed the drawing paper to Jiang Mianmian.

"20 yuan a piece!"

Jiang Mianmian took the painting excitedly, looking at the painting in front of her beautiful eyes, she couldn't help being amazed.

Yuanyuan, so beautiful!
Although it is a cartoon image, no matter the charm in the eyebrows or the indifferent temperament lingering around the vassal yuan, they are all portrayed thoroughly, but the most amazing thing is the antlers that Jiang Mianmian deliberately reminded.

The elk antlers on the top of Yuanyuan's head are shining with colorful light, but in the picture, there are real dark elk antlers with metallic luster growing on the top of Yuanyuan's head.

Huge, cold, and awe-inspiringly mysterious.

Just like Yuanyuan herself.

Like a blackened elk spirit.

"You draw so well! Ye Luo, give big brother a hundred..." Jiang Mianmian wanted to give him a tip, after all, the man is really down and out at the moment, but for some reason, she seemed to feel the man's indifferent scrutiny, she He changed his words in an instant: "It's still twenty!"

Sure enough, that scrutinizing gaze disappeared!

Jiang Mianmian was a little puzzled, did Daimang have strong self-esteem and was unwilling to accept extra gifts from others?

She couldn't think of an answer, so she simply didn't want to.

However, if he is really Daimang, I don't know if he is willing to accept her investment.

"Mianmian, it's time to eat a small cake!"

The vassal Yuan didn't look at his portrait, but reminded Jiang Mianmian brightly.

No matter who the person in front of him is, he doesn't want Jiang Mianmian's eyes to be attracted by strangers. If the person in front of him is really important, he will let people look at him. This is his biggest setback.

Jiang Mianmian didn't hear the desire for monopoly in the tone of the vassal Yuan. Hearing this, he asked hesitantly: "Big brother, is this... is your exclusive logo? Will all your future paintings and works have this logo? ?”

man:"……"

He lowered his eyes and said nothing, turning a blind eye to Jiang Mianmian.

It's just so cold.

He made it clear that he didn't want to talk to anyone except for business.

Seeing this, Jiang Mianmian could only be thorough for the time being. After all, she just wanted to confirm whether the man was really the author of "Exorcism", and whether he was the one who drew the comics she liked. Since the man didn't want to talk to her for the time being, she would come back later. alright!
"I like your comics very much, thank you big brother, see you next time!"

Jiang Mianmian waved her hand and followed Feng Chenyuan into the coffee shop.