Everyday heroes

Chapter 54 Daily Life
Guan Lang turned off Weibo after reading a few related news.

Speaking of it, although it was a hot search on Weibo, this incident was a bit unexpected, but it did not disturb his normal daily life.

A hotly searched news on Weibo for a righteous cause, people who saw it praised a few words, but they would soon forget it. After all, the Internet world is ever-changing, and countless messages are exchanged and transmitted in this electronic world every day.

In less than a day, the news of his brave deeds will be submerged in the new mass of information lace.

Guan Lang's only worry was that his parents might see the news, and the two old people might not be able to accept it, and they might face some kind of severe family trial at that time.

Guan Lang put down his phone to charge, looked around the room, even though he hadn't been back for two months.

But the room was still spotless, and the position of the furniture hadn't changed, as if he had just left the house.

Guan Lang looked at the stack of books on the table.

He picked up a book at random and turned two pages in his hand.

is a weekly manga magazine that was popular when he was in middle and high school.

The pages of the book are slightly rolled up, because there are quite a few friends who read through his magazines in middle and high school.

Guan Lang watched for a few minutes and sighed.

He liked to draw blindly when he had nothing to do in middle and high school, and this comic magazine is probably the culprit.

I remember when I was in junior high school, I competed with my deskmates to draw some cartoon characters all day long, and I never tired of asking some friends around me to judge who drew better. Although looking at it now, the drawing skills at that time were very naive, but the freedom The relaxed atmosphere really makes people smile.

But at that time, all he wanted was to be a manga artist in the future, and he wanted to draw classic works like Naruto Pirates.

But later, I didn't become a cartoonist, but unknowingly entered the ranks of illustrators, which can be regarded as an impermanent fate.

But this is no wonder to him, because the living environment of cartoonists in China is really too harsh. Although there are some online paid comic reading platforms in the wireless era, people's consumption concepts have not changed much.

He also has the habit of reading some comics on some comic platforms. The vast majority of fans are opposed to charging. Basically, as long as many comics enter the paid mode, they will lose a large number of fans, and they will discuss it in the comment area. abuse.

The illustrator career is relatively stable. Although it is not as good as working as an original artist in a game company, you can also receive orders through various channels. After you have a fixed "source of goods", although you can't make a lot of money, you can still. Have a certain stable income.

Of course, he not only dreamed of becoming a cartoonist, but also wanted to do animation and games in the past.

However, for various reasons, these ideas have become a fantasy.

Guan Lang put down the magazine, sat on the chair and stared blankly.

He kind of wanted to try drawing a manga, but he didn't make up his mind.

The main reason is that his school life is quite busy now. If he wants to create comics, he has to go to some training classes to learn the relevant knowledge of comic creation and understand the market conditions of the industry, not to mention the script and plot concept in the early stage.

Coupled with the part-time job of an illustrator, it may be a bit lacking in skills.

Among some well-known illustrators he knows, there are many who are creating comics, not for making money, but just to satisfy their own creative desires. If Guan Lang really plans to start drawing comics, there are people who can learn from them.

But this is not something that can be decided immediately, Guan Lang thought for a long time, shook his head, and left the desk.

It was only seven or eight o'clock, it was still early before bedtime, and he didn't need to be busy with design class homework and illustration work. Guan Lang walked out of the living room and came to Guan Xiaomei's room.

The door of Guan Xiaoying's room was left open, and the light shone through the crack of the door onto the corridor outside.

Guan Lang knocked on the door and walked inside.

Guan Xiaoying was sitting at a small desk, holding a pencil and doing homework.

After hearing Guan Lang walk in, Guan Xiaomei's face immediately turned bitter.

"Guo, can you write something for me? My hands are sore." Guan Xiaomei said weakly, hanging her wrist.

Guan Lang ignored the little guy's posturing.

Looked through the little guy's homework.

Where can there be more homework in the first grade of elementary school?

"I won't help, I will do my own homework." Guan Lang tugged at Guan Xiaomei's baby fat face.

"Hmph, cheapskate!"

After realizing that Guan Lang really couldn't help, Guan Xiaomei let out a soft snort.

"Write it yourself, write it yourself."

Guan Lang sat on the little guy's crib.

Various dolls are scattered and disorderly on the light pink quilt.

There are also several children's picture books piled on the ground.

Guan Lang shook his head, bent down to help the little girl tidy up the room.

The little guy hasn't developed the habit of tidying up the room yet, and the toys are thrown around casually. If Guan's mother watches, he will definitely be scolded again.

"Then I'm leaving, you do your homework well." Guan Lang looked at the back of Guan Xiaomei who was still arguing, and said with a light smile.

"Let's go, stupid brother." Guan Xiaomei said with disgust.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, Guan Lang woke up from his dream.

Turning over, I bumped into something soft.

Guan Lang opened his eyes and saw that Guan Xiaomei was sleeping soundly holding his arm.

The little nose moved slightly and snored softly.

The little guy is not used to sleeping by himself, and always likes to sneak into his room quietly.

He said it many times, but Guan Xiaomei didn't correct it.

Guan Lang carefully pulled out his arms and got up.

Although I have returned to my hometown, I still cannot stop my daily physical exercise.

After washing, he took the key and walked out of the villa.

The air quality in Jiangcheng is excellent in the morning.

Taking a few deep breaths, the crisp air refreshed Guan Lang.

On the way he went to his former high school, there was a People's Park, which was very big and not crowded.

Guan Lang planned to run there to exercise.

Run 1000 meters and practice martial arts by the way.

At six o'clock in the morning, there were hardly any cars on the street, and the sanitation workers on the road were sweeping the fallen leaves on the road, making a soft rustling sound.

Guan Lang ran along the sidewalk all the way to the park.

I am preparing to start today's 1000-meter daily task on the flat morning runway in the park.

But inadvertently found that today's 1000-meter running task has been completed.

He had already reached the speed requirement for the system task on the way here.

Guan Lang was stunned for a moment, remembering the first time he ran with all his might to barely reach the standard, but now he can finish it without any effort.

He didn't even feel a few drops of sweat on his body.

But now that he was done, he didn't run any more.

Taking advantage of the lack of people in the park, he must quickly find a corner with few people to practice martial arts.

Otherwise, after a while, some morning joggers, or uncles and aunts who formed a team to exercise in the early morning will come, and he doesn't want to attract people to watch.

The E-level Tai Chi is not bad. From the perspective of laymen, he is just practicing Tai Chi, which is similar to the hobbies of many old men.

However, there are many movements in the land flight technique, which are very awkward. Some postures that cooperate with internal strength to exercise the strength of the legs and feet will be particularly strange to ordinary people.

(End of this chapter)