Start call: My pet actually comes from history

However, when Su Buyu said the name "manhua", which Zhao Ji and Wang had never heard of before, he who thought he was almost proficient in the Northern and Southern Painting Schools of the Song Dynasty was confused. Why did he seem to hear the word "manhua" in his ears? I said it before.

Think about it.

A guy named Huang Yidao flashed in Zhao Jiwang's mind. He seemed to have said: "There are many rivers in the Yellow River, and there are cartoonists who often draw water with their mouths to ask for fish."

But the cartoonist here is talking about a kind of bird on the Yellow River. This gentleman is not asking himself to raise birds. That is fine. Bird raising is also one of his hobbies. In this case, he can... .. Zhao Ji Wang thought of this and glanced at Kuang Yin Wang secretly. When he saw that Kuang Yin Wang didn't pay attention to him, he felt relieved and continued the unfinished sentence in his heart: This way, he can stay far away from Taizu.

Think of raising birds in the future and draw the happy life of birds.

The exhausted Zhao Ji and Wang Qiang raised their heads and nodded repeatedly to show their loyalty: Sir, don't worry, I am also good at raising birds, ensuring that every bird is well-proportioned.

Su Buyu: ....

What the hell is a bird?

When did I say that I wanted Zhao Jiwang to raise birds? Did I say that? I probably didn’t say it, but Zhao Jiwang’s sincere eyes and eager dog face didn’t seem to be fake. Could it be that what he just said was to raise birds? Bird is not a cartoon?

Su Buyu had some doubts about life.

He actually couldn't remember what he just said.

On the contrary, Kuang Yin Wang shook his ears in displeasure, raised his paw, then brought down the knife, and struck the loyal Zhao Ji Wang dog with a thud on the head: "Shut up, you are not a bird, sir, let you draw it." Hua, are you talking about birds here?"

Zhao Ji and Wang felt aggrieved when they heard this.

In his impression, the cartoon is indeed a bird. He just followed the teacher's words. Why was he beaten by Taizu again?

It really hurts.

Why was he the first to come to Taizu? If his two...

At this time.

Zhao Jiwang suddenly missed his two great sons who were as defiant as him. They both said that father and son would go into battle. Although these two guys were trashier than him, if they were here at this moment... they could at least take his place. Share Taizu's hurt yourself.

He looked at Zhao Jiwang who had been stabbed by Kuang Yinwang again.

Su Buyu, who had doubts about his life, quickly coughed twice and scolded Kuang Yinwang who was standing beside him: "Zhao Da, please don't keep beating Zhao Ji. He is still your descendant after all. Control it."

The voice fell.

Zhao Jiwang was suddenly filled with emotion. He never expected that his husband would be willing to speak up for himself and for this he would not hesitate to offend the great ancestor. What a good man he was. He must drink from his golden cup and be a good brother for life.

But not before Zhao Jiwang was moved to tears.

Then he heard this person whom he regarded as a lifelong good brother suddenly turned over and said: "If you really can't control it, don't hit him on the head. Just hit other places and beat him to the point where he is mentally retarded and can't draw or write. What should I do?" What a huge loss, it’s all money.”

Zhao Jiwang: .....

White was moved.

What I thought was a lifelong good brother turned out to be nothing more than a transaction, for the sake of the drawings and words engraved in my mind.

this place.

No one is nice!

However, Kuang Yin Wang who heard this nodded and said that what Su Buyu said made sense. He would not hit Zhao Ji Wang on the head next time. If he really couldn't help but want to hit him, he would also give him a slap. The helmet is beating.

What else could Su Buyu say.

It can only be said that Kuang Yin Wang knows helmets.

Take a deep breath.

Su Buyu took out his mobile phone and opened Goxun Anime. After finding a random comic, he handed the phone to Zhao Jiwang: "Look, this is a comic. Are you confident that you can learn how to draw this in three days?" kind?"

Zhao Jiwang raised his head and looked at the picture on the luminous screen.

After a long time.

Zhao Jiwang's eyes showed a hint of unnoticeable disinterest. Compared with the storytelling-like paintings in front of him, he still preferred the spiritual landscapes, flowers and birds he painted.

but....

This kind of so-called cartoon is not impossible to consider, but it is the key to whether you can avoid being beaten in the future.

This is the thought.

Zhao Jiwang tried to speak: "Sir, do you have any pen and ink? Where should I draw?"

"Wait a minute, I'll get you a tablet."

After that, Su Buyu got off the bed and pushed open the door to get Zhao Jiwang's tools.

The wait was not long.

Soon.

Zhao Jiwang watched Su Buyu return here holding a dusty so-called tablet in his hand.

Look at the glowing white screen in front of you.

Zhao Jiwang tentatively put his paw on the screen and swiped lightly, and then a thick black line appeared on the screen. This is a drawing tool, so how to erase it? Zhao Jiwang looked left and right, After being self-taught, I clicked countless tools on the side toolbar and finally cleared all the black lines in front of me.

interesting.

interesting.

Zhao Jiwang, who was interested, discovered that this thing could be used to draw without a pen. His claws were itching unbearably, so he immediately threw the comics Su Buyu mentioned out of his mind and manipulated his claws to draw like a god, and he could draw it in just a minute. A small black sparrow with spread wings appeared standing on a branch.

"Yo, not bad."

"Mr. Liao praised it. It's stylish but lackluster."

Hear this.

Su Buyu, who didn't look cool at all, was just about to say something more when he saw Zhao Jiwang clearing the birds on the tablet and continuing to draw.

this time.

What Zhao Jiwang drew was a character in the picture that Su Buyu showed him previously.

Soon.

The characters are freshly released.

Su Buyu looked at the black characters on the tablet, then looked at the colorful characters on the phone and nodded. Zhao Jiwang's painting was really good. The painting was as lifelike as copying and pasting. It seemed that Du Futu The novel can be turned into a comic.

In this case.

Zhao Jiwang should not sleep on the third floor but share a room with Du Futu.

During these two days, we can also study the characters and costumes of comics together, and let Du Futu take Zhao Jiwang to learn about modern knowledge.

Kill two birds with one stone.

The best of both worlds.

Make up your mind.

Su Buyu happily looked at Du Futu, who was still diligently typing, and announced his decision with a wave of his hand.

Du Futu didn't have any objections to this. In his opinion, although Zhao Jiwang was not a good emperor, although he was not top-notch in terms of poetry, music, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, he was very balanced. Living with him was good for communication. literature.

Du Futu had no objection.

Zhao Jiwang didn't have any objections. It was better to live in the same room with Du Zimei than to live in a room alone, always fearing that Grandpa Taizu would beat him.

But Zhao Jiwang was wrong about something.

When Kuang Yinwang wanted to beat it, it couldn't do anything no matter where it lived.

Seeing that both of them agreed, Su Buyu patted Zhao Jiwang on the shoulder with great satisfaction: "Xiao Zhao, from now on you will be fifty-four years old, from the Northern Song Dynasty, and your dream is to become a cartoon master."