[Comprehensive] plagiarism

The old monk is well educated, the woman in the pet center is a tiger, the benefactor please take care of it.

Dasheng said: "Uh, do you know that it's not even September [-]st yet? Britain is ahead of China by a time difference of seven hours, not by seven days."

"..." A gust of autumn wind blew, Garfield yawned, and accurately evaluated his master, a pair of idiots.

"I'll take this as your special hold back for not wanting me," said Tom, after regaining his smile and demeanor, and then he went on to explain, "I'm not going straight back to London, but I'm going to visit Little Han Girton. Like you said, I'm going to get that legal property that belongs to me. Although you haven't drawn this part in the comic... But I think you won't continue to draw it, will you? ?”

A man is mighty and unyielding!Teacher Dasheng said silently in his heart, then nodded obediently: "I assure Chairman Mao."

"Very good." Tom smiled with satisfaction, then leaned over and gave Dasheng a kiss.

Successfully exchanged for a braised prawn.

Young Tom was still innocent, blinking: "This is just a basic etiquette, it should be a farewell ceremony."

Are you insulting my IQ or are you insulting yourself? !Is there a farewell kiss in your family? !wipe!Dasheng thought so, and the strength in his hand couldn't be controlled for a moment...Garfield let out a strange cry of "Aww", mercilessly gave Dasheng a paw on his hand, and then jumped on Tom's shoulder, condescending Jianggui licked Tom's face, expressing his reluctance.

Tom laughed as if there were large white lilies blooming behind him, so Garfield wisely decided to leave the scene to his two masters to continue to stir up trouble, and he went to the kitchen to play for a while~ (==kitchen?)

"Wait for me to come back." Said Tom Junior.After that, Tom Boy disappeared at the end of the community with his luggage.

A silver British-style photo frame was placed next to the almanac in the Xuanlang. In the photo frame, the backyard of Dasheng's house, a boy with black hair and red eyes hugged a boy with a baby face who was slightly shorter than him. Holding a fat orange cat with a spherical figure, the two of them and the cat are bathed in the sun, smiling brilliantly.That glance is eternity.

Dasheng Daxia stood at the door for a long time after Tom left, trying to become a hopeful stone.He was struggling with a question, should I have misunderstood this, should I have misunderstood, or should I have misunderstood?

Long after Tom left, Dasheng returned to his room as if he was sleepwalking under the reminder of Jiang's younger brother.

Sitting in the studio, Mr. Dasheng began to write vigorously.

The protagonists, he and Tom,

content, 18N,

Purpose, vent!

Let you bully me for the past two months, let you play with me ambiguously, let you play ambiguously with me, let you play ambiguously with me, labor and capital crush you to death in comics, hum. (…)

After a night of hard work, I felt refreshed both physically and mentally. Teacher Dasheng was resurrected in situ!

I don't know why, Dasheng felt as if he had been beaten with chicken blood in those few days, and he started his career of drawing comics without sleep.Of course, it's impossible for him to draw just those meat comics.He also miraculously completed the second part of "The Boy Called Tom Riddle", combined with what Tom told him about his life in school, and successfully drew the comics to the summer when Tom was 16 years old and the fifth grade ended. Boarded the train station bound for Little Hangleton.

Then, the manga ends here.With an infinite future, no one knows where the train will really take Tom, maybe it will be outside the door of some wretched otaku cartoonist.

Everything is still unknown, and young Tom is still holding on to hope.

When Dasheng sent the ending of the manga to the editor Yan Fei, the editor who has always had a strong aura just yelled at Dasheng on the phone in a very polite and calm way: "Damn you!"

"It's not very cheating..." Teacher Dasheng put his toes on the bottom, trying to argue.

"The 80-page 32-page full-color comic is the basic appearance of your last comic when it was published. But now, what you handed over to the labor and management is not even half of it. How dare you say that this is not cheating?! You let Is labor and capital printed into a pamphlet and listed, eh? eh? eh? Don’t think that Boss Su is your college classmate and you can do whatever you want like this, Hundan!” Editor Yan Fei stormed away.

Su Mei, the owner of the publishing house, was shot while lying down. Why is the college roommate swollen? Does the roommate have to have something? !

"Also, why is it swollen to let the boy version of the big devil stand at the train station? Is your family ending up on the train? I'll fuck it!" Editor Yan Fei demonized again.

Teacher Dasheng was very persistent this time: "This is what I think is the best ending, and I will definitely not modify it!"

"...Brother, please do me a favor and tell me, how are you going to market such a thing? How much are you going to sell it for, eh?" Yan Fei's tone was also very aggressive.

"How about... I draw another episode?" Dasheng could only come up with this compromise.

"Who are you going to draw?" Yan Fei frowned disapprovingly.

"Uh, Dumbledore..."

"Damn! Who wants to see that old candy addict whose face is full of creases and can kill mosquitoes? Let me go, and what's the selling point of his episode, tell me, where is the selling point? He danced with Professor McGonagall. Is it?!" The editor, Yan Fei, was outraged.

"I'm going to draw Dumbledore when he was young..." Dasheng finished his sentence slowly.

"Aren't you beautiful? You don't need to answer, you must be beautiful. This is interesting, let's continue." Yan Fei said.

"The story of his good friend." Dasheng continued.

"Friends?" Yan Fei was taken aback.

"You don't have to worry about it, just wait and see the effect." Dasheng was full of confidence.

"Okay, if the effect is not good, you can continue to draw me what happened after Tom got on the train!" Yan Fei compromised.

"It must be good." Dasheng was sure.

After hanging up the phone, Dasheng began to think about what he had to say about Dumbledore and Grindelwald.He wasn't afraid to recruit the first generation of the Dark Lord because of the release of this comic, or the spiritual leader of the White Wizard.After all, how leisurely and leisurely a big brother like them must be to see a side story of a small comic drawn by a foreign Muggle like him.

If all of this can be seen, Dasheng said, he can only pretend to be dead and say, this is the fate of the fuck.

...Time is like water, years are like a shuttle, and a quarter has passed in the blink of an eye...

On Saturday, October 1943, 10 in the imperial calendar, in late autumn, it is advisable to pray for blessings and avoid traveling.

"It's a good time to pray, it seems that today is really a good day to go up the mountain to worship Buddha." Looking at the almanac at the door, Teacher Dasheng said to himself, "However, don't go out? Then let people go out to worship Buddha? Still not going out..."

Teacher Dasheng blinked inexplicably, thinking, sometimes the almanac is so inexplicable.Well, you really shouldn't believe this.

So Teacher Dasheng drove out of the community without any pressure...

Suddenly a thought flashed through his mind like this, Dasheng made an emergency brake, the whole person had no time to lean back according to the laws of mechanics, and then used a steering to turn the front of the car on the deserted street, in a hurry rush home.

Then, as expected, Dasheng found Garfield in the refrigerator in the kitchen.

At that time, the cat master was wearing a triangular napkin, with a fork in the left and a knife in the right, and he opened his bloody mouth and prepared to eat.Seeing Dasheng Divine General who went and returned, a certain cat was very calm, Beier blinked innocently, tilted his head, raised his claws in the void pretending to be stupid, and scratched, and said: "Meow?~"

== Put ​​the knife and fork off your paws first, maybe the credibility will be higher. "Meow, your sister, meow! I knew that the taboo of traveling refers to you at all!" Da Qi was aggressive.

Garfield flicked his tail, licked the cat's paw, and put on an expression of "I don't understand what you are talking about".

Dasheng was no longer surprised by the strangeness. He grabbed Garfield's hairy neck and said with a serious face: "Now I have two choices for you. One, I will send you to the next door to harm Brother Jiang's house. Second, I will send you to the next door." Go to the pet center and be harassed by all the fans."

Garfield said, does this still require a choice?Resoluteness must be one.

The old monk is well educated, the woman in the pet center is a tiger, the benefactor please take care of it.God knows that these women only want to have free time, so they will follow the Garfield rules in the Dasheng comics next to each other, catch the real version of labor and capital, take turns to experiment, and train them a hundred times a hundred times. Whether they succeed or fail, they They all screamed "so cute~ so cute~" at a decibel that could shatter a glass.

Garfield said he has hated the place since he went there once.So, Garfield obediently raised his little meat pad, expressing a very heavy "one".

Dasheng smiled and obeyed the will of the people democratically, and brought Garfield to knock on the door of Brother Jiang's next door.

Once, twice, three times, but no one answered the door.

Dasheng clapped his hands suddenly: "I forgot, today is Saturday, and brother Jiang has to go to school on Saturday morning." While talking, he looked at Garfield with malicious intentions, "So, Garfield, I'm sorry ~"

While struggling to die without entering the cat cage, Garfield yelled in his heart: "You did it on purpose, you must have done it on purpose!" '

In the end, Garfield still desperately grabbed the cat cage with his two paws, and sent away the happy Dasheng in the pet center with two lines of tears.

'I'll come back with my revenge! ...I will definitely come back with revenge! ... If you are willing to take me away, I can consider forgiving you... No, please, come back... I am a cat with space phobia... You can't be so cruel... Shit, I must It's for revenge! 'Garfield's swan song is soul-stirring.