"Oh, Yuebai, your cooking skills are really amazing. I've been craving for your meal for a long time." At the dinner table, Tao Ming praised Jiang Yuebai's dishes.

"Brother Tao, if you like it, eat more. You can stay for a few more days." Jiang Yuebai poured Tao Ming a glass of wine.

He himself doesn't drink, except for occasional beer.

But when there are guests, there are other liquors at home.

"It won't work this time. Lao Yu was still urging me this morning. Hey, I can't do whatever I want when I come out with a mission." Tao Ming sighed.

"Then come next time you're on vacation."

"Next time I have to pick a good time to come and play. My wife keeps talking about you all day long." Tao Ming picked up a piece of fish fillet and put it in his mouth.

A bite of food, a sip of wine, very comfortable.

Jiang Yuebai knew who Tao Ming was talking about, his daughter Tao Ling'an.

"Bring Ling'an with you to play for a few days next time you have a break."

"Okay, I'll trouble you again later."

"It's a small matter."

"By the way, you have to keep those three new works for me." Tao Ming suddenly thought of something and said to Jiang Yuebai with his head down.

He came here mainly for "Painting Rivers and Lakes" and "Tian Xing Jiu Ge", but it would be even better if he could get the other three new works.

Although Jiang Yuebai has not officially released them yet, it's definitely a good idea to make an appointment in advance.

Unlike those fans on the Internet, their company is very optimistic about Jiang Yuebai's three new works.

In their opinion, there is nothing bad if it comes from Jiang Yuebai's hand.

"Okay, I'll keep it for you."

"By the way, can you draw three books at the same time? You have to sing and write songs, and draw comics." Tao Ming always felt that he was busy enough, but now when he compared them, he found that Jiang Yuebai was really busy.

Jiang Yuebai wiped his mouth: "It's OK, singing and writing songs are jobs, painting is a hobby, and also a way for me to relax."

What he said is true. If it weren't for the original system, he wouldn't have chosen the music industry.

If there was no invitation from Long Zhan's band, he might continue to paint.

Just as he said, singing and writing songs are just jobs, and they are compulsory jobs, but this job is more free, not nine to five.

And painting is something he has always liked since his previous life, and drawing comics is also a way for him to relax himself.

"I admire you!" Tao Ming made a fist gesture, "By the way, the next Global International Animation Conference will be held in Shangdu, you should go."

"International Animation Conference?" Jiang Yuebai frowned, he had never heard of it.

"I know, I know!" Su Ying'er raised her hand and said.

As a senior second-dimensional, she is still very knowledgeable about this aspect.

"Tell me about it."

At this time, everyone at the table looked at Su Ying'er.

"In fact, to put it bluntly, it is a global event organized by Dimension Comics and hundreds of animation production companies around the world, which is similar to the nature of comic exhibitions."

"It's just that it is aimed at all comic fans around the world, but only those who have tickets can participate, and this ticket is very difficult to obtain, and you may not be able to buy it even if you have money."

"The entire event lasts for ten days, during which there will be animation previews from Dimension Comics and major companies. In addition, Dimension Comics will also invite various masters on their website to visit the scene."

"It can be said that this is a grand event for the global two-dimensional world, and no one does not want to go."

"So, Ying'er, you also want to go?" Song Qianyun asked.

"I want to, but I can't go whenever I want," Su Ying'er spread her hands helplessly, "This event is held every three years, and the venue is different every time. The last time it was held, the most important thing is that there are no tickets."

Jiang Yuebai frowned slightly: "Once every three years? Then when was the last session held? Why don't I know?"

"The last session was held last year, in Sydney, Australia."

"Oh~ I remember, it seems that there is such a thing. My editor mentioned it to me before and wanted me to participate, but I didn't have time at that time so I refused." Jiang Yuebai suddenly realized.

Last year, he did receive an official invitation from the Dimension Comics Society, and his editor Zhao Jiming also called him, but when he heard that he had to go to Sydney, Australia and show up, he decisively refused.

"You won't go even if I invite you?" Su Ying'er was disappointed. She wanted to go but didn't have the opportunity.

"I have to travel so far, how can I have the time?"

"What about the next session?"

"Let's talk about that later. It's still early. Do you want to go?" Jiang Yuebai himself was not sure, and then looked at the others.

"Yes!"

"I definitely want to go."

"Then you can consider going to play next time. It's right next to home anyway."

"Well, I also suggest you go and take a look. It's good for you.There are benefits. "Tao Ming nodded in approval.

Now Jiang Yuebai's status in the comics industry is higher than his status in the music industry.

Take the album "Mirror Flower and Water Moon" that has just been released. There are more than 10 million copies in China and 1 million copies in Southeast Asia. Apart from that, there is no sales in other regions.

But comics are different. His "Bleach" and "Dragon Ball" have a very large number of fans around the world, and his fans on the Dimension Comics Club are even hundreds of millions.

It has already gone abroad, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the real body of the comics industry.

And the "Qin's Moon" series under their Xingchen Magic Cube Company has also been translated into multiple languages ​​and launched globally.

Globally, compared with Yuebai's reputation, Blank's name is more well-known.

There are still nearly two years before that day. In these two years, it is hard to say what height Blank can reach.

But Tao Ming feels that the identity of the first person in comics is already Blank.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, eat the food. "Jiang Yuebai invited everyone to eat. The editor would talk to him about this matter when the time came.

After lunch, the two chatted for another two hours. Then Tao Ming had to go back to report. Jiang Yuebai sent him to the high-speed rail station.

After the two separated, Jiang Yuebai just returned to the villa and saw Zhang Wanqing sitting in the living room and talking and laughing with several girls.

"Sister Wanqing!"

"Yuebai is back. Oh, and you bought so many dishes."

"Yes, we're having hot pot tonight. Sister Wanqing, why don't you stay and join us?"

It was already December, and the weather in Shangdu had turned cold. It was more comfortable to eat hot pot together in such weather.

It was also Su Ying'er and a few others who were clamoring to eat. It happened that he sent Tao Ming to the high-speed rail station and bought some ingredients along the way.

In winter, you have to eat hot pot!

"Not a bad idea, but forget it this time. The two of them at home are still waiting for me to go back. Next time, I'll bring them here next time."

"Okay, let Uncle Hua come with us next time." ”

“Okay, when he’s not busy. It’s the end of the year and the company has a lot of things to do. But if he comes, you have to prepare a shabu-shabu pot. He can’t eat spicy food.”

“Hahaha… Don’t worry, I’ll definitely make arrangements.”

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