Tu Pi said that he was really not a bomber

Hong Dongmei held the drawing board and returned home with a smile on her face, "I'm back, Xia, look, I brought you back my autograph!"

"Oh oh oh, long live old lady!" Hearing her words, Xia Xiong rushed over from his room, "I read on the forum that it is very difficult to get Teacher Tubi's signature... Old lady is awesome!"

"Huh?" Hong Dongmei was taken aback, but she didn't do anything, she just asked, and Teacher Dabi gave it to her very kindly, and even drew a sign.

Although she was really startled when she saw the teacher for the first time, Dongmei quickly adjusted her face.

There were burns all over her face and body, and part of her skin was still held together with iron hoops, but...Davi looked at her with calm and gentle eyes.This made Hong Dongmei calm down unconsciously.

"But, Xia, Dabi-sensei is very talkative. After I asked him for his autograph, he gave it to me." Thinking about not letting her younger brother misunderstand his favorite manga artist, Tomoyumi retorted solemnly. .

"And the eyes that look at people are also very gentle, and the eyes are still blue, which I like very much!"

"Huh? That's it." Hung Xia Xiong remembered the message on Dabi's Twitter, and asked curiously: "Teacher Dabi said on Twitter that he looks like a mangosteen. Is this true?"

"Mangosteen? That kind of half-peeled mangosteen?" The white-haired girl struggled, "Uh...it seems to be right and appropriate to say so, but...wouldn't it be impolite to say so?"

"Really?" Hong Xia Xiong was caught off guard and startled.

"Well, the teacher said that he passed through a fire when he was young, so most of his body is covered with burn marks from that time... So I guess this is also the reason why he didn't hold the signing party?"

"That's it," Hong Xiaxiong suddenly realized, "But it doesn't matter, this doesn't affect my liking for Teacher Tubi at all!"

Hong Dongmei continued to struggle.

She really thinks that Dabi looks familiar, but she really can't remember where she saw him before... Dabi's appearance is too distinctive, if she really saw him, she should be able to remember it soon .

When Hong Dongmei came back to his senses, Hong Xia Xiong happily took the drawing board and went back to his room.

"Really, I just lost my mind, why did Xia Pao go so fast," Hong Dongmei muttered in a low voice, "However, Teacher Dabi... is really gentle." And it is really familiar, although I don't know Exactly why.

After tidying up her mood, Dongmei decided to try to learn how to make tamagoyaki.

The three siblings are the only ones who live in the Hong family now, and Hong Yansi often does not go home because of heroic activities, and Hong Leng lives in the hospital, so Hong Dongmei always takes care of the meals for the Hong family.

Jiao Dong is going to Xiongying to go to school, let's celebrate by eating soba noodles with tamagoyaki when he comes back from outside.

Thinking of this, Dongmei took out a few eggs from the refrigerator.

"Break the eggs into a bowl, stir well, add milk, sugar, salt, and stir well. After the pan is heated, brush a layer of oil, pour in the egg liquid, shake it to make the egg liquid cover the bottom of the pan, and fry until the bottom is solidified , roll it up from one side, brush the bottom of the pan with oil, and pour in the egg wash..."

Huh?Xia... When did you start liking comics?

Dongmei, who was learning how to make tamagoyaki from the video, brushed a loose strand of white hair, and suddenly thought of this question in her mind.

"Ah! The egg liquid is about to solidify!"

Hong Dongmei frantically shook the frying pan, no longer thinking about this fleeting, meaningless question.

When did he start liking comics?

Hong Xiaxiong lay on the tatami, staring at the ceiling in a daze.The drawing board was carefully placed on the table by him before, leaning against the side of the book.

There is an oil painting hanging on the wall facing the table. On it is Hong Dongmei who has not put on glasses yet, still young, smiling softly; Hong Xiaxiong is still red-haired, with a serious face, but because he is too The immature face, on the contrary, looks a bit cute in contrast; the half-white and half-red lychee dumplings are still at an age that does not know the world, their eyes are as clear as water, and their smiles are pure and bright.

Only there was no painter—their elder brother Todoya.

Hong Xiaxiong turned around and looked at the painting.

His elder brother fell in love with painting when he was in middle school.

Although Hong Xiaxiong didn't understand it, he felt that Brother Dengya was very powerful at that time, and the things he drew were realistic and beautiful.

Tomoya was fond of reading comics at that time.

"It looks great to express your beliefs by drawing, and one day, I will be able to do it too. You just need to watch, Natsu," Tomoya's expression was relaxed, a little tranced, but only The youthful vigor and pride that only emerged at this time.

"One day, my paintings will also appear in this magazine."

Although sometimes I feel that my elder brother's thinking is a bit extreme, and his behavior is sometimes inexplicable, but because Hong Dengya is really good to his younger brothers and sisters, so he is noncommittal about these things——At this time, I feel that my own Big brother has a very firm dream.

When Tomoya announced his dream, it was very dazzling, as if it was shining.

Later, Hong Xiaxiong went to the junior high school that Hong Dengya attended.

"Your surname is also Tomo...Then, classmate Tomo, do you know Tomoya?"

After an art class was over, the teacher called him aside and asked in a low voice.

"……know."

"Then do you know the contact information of classmate Hong?" The art teacher was a little embarrassed, "classmate Hong and I made an appointment with me to come to my studio to learn painting in the summer vacation, but he didn't come... I wondered if he went to another place. I went to high school here, so it was quite busy.”

"He is the person with the best art talent I have ever seen. I originally planned to introduce him to my sister—she is a student of Master Kisaragi." Worries still accounted for the majority, "It doesn't matter if you don't come, but I think it's a pity not to continue painting with Hong's talent, so I want to ask if you know if classmate Hong continues to draw?"

Xia Xiong choked up.

He seemed to realize for the first time that Hong Dengya was gone.

left.

No one can contact him anymore.

"...he went to a place far, far away," Hong Xiaxiong said softly, resisting his sour urge to cry, "he must be continuing to draw...he draws so well."

A person... no matter what was bad about him before, and what was good about him, after death, what remains in the hearts of others is always the good of that person.

Like a bombardment.

Although he does have some problems in the world, withdrawn and gloomy, it is said that he has few friends in school.But in front of his siblings, he is always the most patient, and when playing with them in the yard, he tries his best to cooperate with Hong Xiaxiong and Hong Dongmei.

As for that matter... Hong Xiaxiong can't say that his father was at fault, and Brother Dengya was also at fault, but in comparison, the price that Brother Dengya borne was too heavy.

The cost of lives... ruined futures is too heavy.

His mother's heart-piercing screams seemed to still be echoing in his ears that day.

I really hope Touya can go to heaven.

In the distant heaven, Touya-san will definitely be able to happily... draw pictures and smile.

Since then, Hong Xiaxiong has started to buy and read comics, and has an author he likes.

Although at the beginning, he just wanted to take a look at his favorite things for Touya, but later, gradually, Hong Xiaxiong seemed to understand why Touya liked drawing so much, and wanted to draw manga.

There are things in those pictures that are worth holding on to, and things that are worth fighting for, working hard for, and spending a lifetime for.

Whether those firm beliefs are in every frame or frame of comics or art paintings, they are all shining and dazzling, as bright as the sun, as gentle as the moon, and the belief of dreams blooms brightly in them.

If Touya-san is still alive, he must... definitely be able to become an excellent manga artist.

"Xia, it's time to eat! Hurry up, Jiao Dong has already sat down, it's rare for Jiao Dong to eat with us, don't make him wait too long!"

"Oh, come! Old lady!"

……

"Why don't you make him bald!" Xiaoniaoyou Liuhua suggested.

"No, let's pour the paint!" Kashima Yu raised his hand.

"In my opinion, it's better to change sex!" Komaeda Nagito suggested enthusiastically.

"Break his third leg!" Kinoshita Hideyoshi was very firm.

"No, calm down, let's forget about this." Komaeda Nagito froze, his white hair like kelp curls seemed to explode, and looked at Kinoshita Hideyoshi, "Hideyoshi, you are a boy after all, but you stand with me In the same camp, hey!"

"Boss, what do you think?" Xiaotori Yuliuka looked at Oda Sakira.Several other people also looked at Oda Sakira.

Oda Saki held her head in her hands, with a serious look of a little adult, and asked the white-haired girl sitting next to her obediently, "Yuriko, what do you think?"

"I think it's all right," Yuriko Qianke showed a shy smile, matching the lily headdress on her head, "I'll listen to the boss."

"Wait, Sayuri... No, it's okay! At least the last one is not allowed!" Komaeda Nagito desperately shook his head, trying to arouse everyone's sympathy, "For the sake of our being both white-haired, please stop the boss!" ,Yuriko!"

After learning from Dabi about his unhappy childhood, Saku's brother-controlling heart burns ablaze.

For this reason, she called her little friends to the park to discuss after school, and decided to teach Hong Yansi a lesson.

The friends expressed their support for Sakule's idea when they learned that it was the Oda family's super handmade bento or the big brother of the manga artist.

The snacks made by Brother Oda are also super delicious!

"This is the information I got from [Let's listen to the wind]," Saku Le looked serious, and drew a tree diagram on the ground with branches, "Hong Yansi, the No. Personality is to let out flames, serious, but a qualified hero."

As I said before, personality and ability are essentially the same thing, but due to a long time, just like reproductive isolation due to geographical isolation, personality and ability are still different in some aspects, and some aspects can be used in common , some are not universal.

For example, a point-to-point personality like Copy Capture cannot be applied to abilities, but abilities like Elimination that directly start from the essence can be applied to personality.

The superpowers of Yuriko Qianke can be counted in the category of supernatural powers, but the abilities possessed by Komaeda Nagito cannot be differentiated into any category-too ​​random and non-directional.

"I used a fall as the price," Komaeda Nagito provided information, "Knowing that Andawa will be more active in Tokyo in the near future, we can take the Shinkansen to Tokyo on weekends then."

"Hmm... No wonder I saw that your leg is bandaged." Saku Le looked at the white bandage on Komaeda Nagito's leg, "Yuriko, please help him heal."

"Okay." Yuriko Qianke stretched out her hand, removed his bandage, and gently tapped the wound with her pale fingers.

"Thank you, Sayuri." Komaeda Nagito smiled.

Seeing that the wound was healed, Oda Saki concluded: "It's getting dark now, so the initial plan will be like this first... When the time comes, Hideyoshi..."

"exist!"

"You and Nagito are in charge of covering and guiding, Xiaoyou and Liuhua are in charge of monitoring the surrounding situation, and then communicate through mobile phones to tell everyone the situation, and Yuriko and I are in charge of designing traps... Even if it fails, it doesn't matter, our safety is the key to our safety." Most importantly, do you understand?"

"Understood!" ×5