Cartoonist Code

This sentence is a promise.

"Goodbye then."

"goodbye."

Jiang Zhidao is a rich second-generation, but he has worked in Kaifeng cuisine, delivered takeaways, delivered couriers, washed dishes, and did various jobs.

Not for anything else, just want to try it.

He also tried painting and dubbing. Compared with the paintings that don't make sense, his dubbing is better. Everyone says that the dubbing is particularly good.

It's a compliment.

After driving away, Enoshima felt that it was time for him to settle the marriage.

As for that violent woman, I don't know whether to count it or not. If the two of them are not married at the age of 30, then they will be together.

Hope counts, he doesn't want to have never even talked about love before his death, alone guarding a pile of money and dying alone.

As soon as the car drove away, Dongfang Ming and Fubixue also went home.

At home, the food is already on the table.

Dongfang Ming’s food is on the spicy side. Many dishes are spicy. Chuixue can eat spicy food very well. Even if you sweat and tears come out, you still have to eat it.

Dongfang Ming was very worried that the little fox chrysanthemum would not be guaranteed. The chili was grown by grandma herself. It was very hot and spicy. He dared not eat more. This fox was crazy about spicy food.

"Be careful with your ass, eat like this."

Leaning close to the little fox's ear, Dongfang Ming said sadly.

"Thank you for your concern, I will eat yours." The little fox picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into Dongfang Ming's mouth.

"You'll know when your **** hurts."

"No, I'm a Sichuan fox."

The fox's tail is up again.

"I hope so."

Young foxes always don't know how to cherish their butts, and the pain and regret when going to the toilet will make you cry without tears.

After dinner, the two old people went out for a walk, Dongfang Ming was washing the dishes, and the little fox was lying on the sofa and brushing his mobile phone.

"Ming Sauce, tomorrow's collaborative grouping is out. Me, Nana, Cat Palace, and Gu Gu Gu. Huh? Ming Sauce, have you made your debut?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, how could I debut, probably with the same name."

Dongfang Ming said casually, how could he debut, he was busy with foxes all day, and he had no time to debut.

"But it's your account that I clicked in. I'll ask Dad what's going on."

After speaking, call Mr. Bai Shang's number.

"Dad, I'm fine and have a good time."

"No, not really."

"I'll pay attention, nya, really, don't worry, I'll hit him if he attacks at night."

"Mmm Good."

"Yes, what I want to ask is how Mingjiang is with me. He is not a virtual anchor."

"Because of the high voice, so Ming sauce made his debut? Huh, huh, let Ming sauce design the image quickly, even if he can't move."

"Okay, okay, I got it, meow."

"Ok, bye."

Baishang Chuixue hung up the phone, looked up at Dongfang Ming's eyes, and said with a dark smile on his face: "So, probably as you heard, the organization decided that you will debut as an idol."

Chapter 150 Shock my mother!

In the hot summer, people are sleepy and have no spirit.

The little fox was lying on the mat, eating popsicles, blowing the air conditioner comfortably, and playing the Switch comfortably with his little feet up.

"Youseeseeyouonedayday, is it really okay to be so leisurely, but I'm working hard to draw."

Dongfang Ming was sitting in front of the computer, struggling to draw his vertical paintings. He didn't even think about drawing when he came to rot. Fortunately, his professional cartoonist literacy made him bring a digital tablet.

He also brought a laptop that he didn't use very much. His mobile phone and computer were his second or third life, so he had to bring it with him. The same is true for Switch.

"What does CC oil play mean?"

Baishang Chuixue didn't understand. She could understand Chinese, Trump, Sichuan dialect, but not Chinese English.

"Look at you day by day, Chinglish."

"That's it..." Baishang Chuixue rolled her eyes, no wonder she didn't understand, and she wasn't interested in Chinese English for the time being. She will be learning Chinese and Sichuan dialect for a long time, and she can't bear to come back to Chinese English.

"Mingjiang, my feet are so itchy, are there bugs crawling? I dare not look."

Dongfang Ming looked back and saw that there was a bug on Chuixue's foot, a very large one.

"Your tail is rubbing your foot, are you stupid?"

"I'm not stupid." Baishang Chuixue blushed, and when she looked back, she found that her tail was really funny, and waved her right hand to protest, "Fox and fox tail are two kinds of creatures, and it doesn't feel very normal."

"That's a cat, don't tell me you're a cat."

"Yes, I'm a cat, meow meow."

In order to cover up his previous stupid behavior, Baishui Chuixue stopped being a fox, put down his Switch and sat up from the bed when he was meowing, and made a cat waving gesture at him.

Love me the Soviet Union, this Khlu Xiaohu is so cute.

"Don't make trouble, don't disturb my painting." Dongfang Ming covered his nose.

That being said, Fukiyuki Shirakami could hear the joy in his tone, konlonkon, it's so good to get the tea sauce, as long as I'm cute, everything is easy.

Oh, Ming sauce's painting.

When Bai Xue Fuxue sat up, she could barely see the edge of the computer screen, and she couldn't understand what Ming Jiang was talking about.

After disembarking, put on cat slippers, quietly walked behind Dongfang Ming, and put his little head on Dongfang Mingfa's shoulder.

"Hahaha, Ming sauce, what are you painting, what kind of soul painting style is this."