Full-time spare tire, no love and no love [Transmigration Book]

He poured Fu Yuzhen a glass of water, and sat down opposite him: "I really don't want to participate. Let me tell you that some bad things happened to me before, so now I have a psychological shadow on Huahua, ? I really can’t draw anymore.”

After the scandal broke out in the studio, Jiang Meisheng posted an apology video on the Internet, but those fanatical fans not only did not stop, but danced even harder.

Why do they have such strong malice towards themselves, and they still refuse to stop after apologizing? Do they have to cry and kneel down to beg for mercy?Jiang Meisheng didn't understand, just like he didn't understand what was going on in the mind of the man who suddenly jumped up from behind and attacked him in the studio that day.

Do you really hate yourself that much?

All he knew was,? He was terrified at that moment.When he was painting, he was completely unprepared. Suddenly someone rushed up from behind, holding a knife and trying to chop him. If he hadn't seen the shadow of the man cast on the workbench, he must have been chopped.

Regarding that attack,? Jiang Meisheng's memory is chaotic,? He only knows that he was so frightened that he was almost speechless,? His heart was beating wildly. It turned out that when he faced danger, he? Behaved no better than ordinary people.

Jiang Meisheng felt ashamed of his cowardice.

But to make matters worse, he couldn't paint anymore.Every time I sat at the table and picked up the paintbrush, I started to feel palpitations and cold sweats. I always felt that someone would rush up from behind in the next second, intending to hurt him with a knife.

It's PTSD,? He can't concentrate at all.

Fu Yuzhen looked at him: "You used to love drawing so much, have you forgotten? Mei Sheng, try again, okay?"

Jiang Meisheng hung his head and didn't respond, wondering if he had listened to his words.

"Xie Yu has signed up for this competition." Fu Yuzhen looked at Jiang Meisheng: "To be honest, he is very strong. Do you want to see him win first place?"

Fu Yu really guessed that Jiang Meisheng would not like Xie Yu.No matter how magnanimous a person is, he will never feel comfortable knowing that he is just another person's stand-in.

He wanted to force Jiang Mei to give birth.Part of the reason why Bo Xian planned this comic contest was because of Jiang Meisheng.He knew what an excellent person Jiang Meisheng was, and he had also investigated what a brilliant creator Jiang Meisheng was, a former up-and-coming painter.A star has just risen and is about to fall, which is a pity for anyone who sees it.

What's more, he likes Jiang Meisheng and respects Jiang Meisheng from the bottom of his heart.

He can't wait to let the whole world see Jiang Meisheng's brilliance, he wants his father to know how outstanding the person he likes is!

As for Jiang Meisheng, he deserves to be loved by millions of people.

Since Jiang Meisheng's pen was closed due to cyber violence, then maybe letting him return to the top of the industry and gain the love of the public can help him get rid of his psychological shadow?

Jiang Meisheng sighed, and looked at Fu Yuzhen: "Don't force me anymore, what about Xie Yu has nothing to do with me, you go back first."

Fu Yuzhen stood up, still trying to persuade Jiang Meisheng: "Meisheng, think again, don't give up easily, okay?"

Jiang Meisheng drove him to the door and closed the door.

In the evening, after writing [-] words, he sat in front of the computer desk in a daze.He also finds it very strange why he is not afraid of someone sneaking up from behind when he is coding, but it is just after he picks up the paintbrush that the fear of chilling all over his body will hit his heart.

Fu Yuzhen said that Xie Yu signed up for the competition, but he didn't really care. Thinking about it, if Xie Yu won the No.1 Grand Prix, wouldn't it be more ridiculous to bear the title of "Jade into Ice Grand Prix".

But Fu Yuzhen was right about one thing, he really loves painting.

Before he could speak, he would take his father's paintbrush and scribble on paper.

Before falling asleep, Jiang Mei gave birth to a decision - try again one last time.

It was late at night, and Xie Yu was still painting.

In this Grand Prix, the contestants submitted their contributions in the form of short comics. After the primary selection, the entries were posted on the official website, voted by netizens, and then commented by the judges and internal votes.

This time, Bo Xian invited a group of top painters, cartoonists, and illustrators in the industry to be judges. These people are all top-notch in the industry.It is precisely because of the participation of these top leaders that fairness is guaranteed and many talented players are attracted to participate.

A lot of talent, this time the Grand Prix will be very exciting.The one who wins will be the biggest winner.

With the belief that he must win, Xie Yu lost his love, and he could no longer lose his career.

The last time Fu Yan broke up with him, Xie Yu calmed down after returning home, realized that he was also at fault, went to Fu Yan twice, and wanted to reconcile with him, but Fu Yan was determined to avoid him.

Fu Yan's attitude has already made Xie Yu understand everything. From the beginning of their love when they were young to where they are now, it is true that they are at fault, but in the end it was Fu Yan who changed his mind first.It was he who pulled Jiang Meisheng into the game, but he refused to let go freely, and let himself fall into the embarrassment of mental breakdown step by step in the torment of gain and loss.

He doesn't hate Jiang Meisheng, but he hates Fu Yan, who is empathetic.

But it doesn't matter, Xie Yu believes that she can still stand up.

One day, he will stand on the top of the mountains and look down on Fu Yan, and he will make Fu Yan regret abandoning himself.

He wants to repay the humiliation Fu Yan gave him a hundredfold.

Jiang Meisheng doesn't surf the Internet very much, and he saw the "Jade into Ice Grand Prix" when he passed by a bookstore.Jiang Yusheng's information channels are much smoother than his. In the past few days, if you surf the Internet, you can see discussions about the grand prix. Anyway, the topic will eventually become "Is it reasonable for Bo Xian to hold the grand prix in the name of turning jade into ice?" , "Is Zhuo Yucheng Bing still alive?" and "When will Feng Yao fill in the hole!"

Naturally, Jiang Yusheng got more information than people like Fu Yuzhen.She knew that her brother was turning jade into ice, and she also knew that with his current state of mind, it was absolutely impossible for him to come back and fill in the hole.

So she had seen this "Jade into Ice Grand Prix", but she didn't intend to tell her brother.

After work this afternoon, Jiang Yusheng came home and found that Jiang Meisheng was actually at home—he often went to find Lin Yubai for lunch or dinner these days, and Jiang Yusheng was used to not seeing him when he came back.

But I didn't expect my brother to be at home today.

Hearing the noise in the study, Jiang Yusheng raised his voice and asked, "Brother, didn't you go to Lin Yubai for dinner tonight?"

There was no response, and there was the sound of a stool overturning, followed by panicked footsteps.

Jiang Yusheng hurried to the study room, opened the door, and saw Jiang Meisheng sitting on the ground, his face was pale, his head was sweating, and his eyes were red. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Yusheng with panic and helplessness.

"Brother!" Jiang Yusheng immediately helped Jiang Meisheng up and let him sit on the stool.Looking at the drawing tools on the desk, Jiang Yusheng understood that his brother was trying to draw again, but he failed.

"Brother, don't force yourself to do some things, your writing is great now."

Jiang Meisheng was in a trance, stood up and said, "I'll go for a walk."

Jiang Meisheng wandered around aimlessly.

It was the evening when the sun was setting, and today he tried all day, and only ate something at noon, but he didn't feel hungry at the moment.

He just felt that all the strength in his body was drained.

The memory of that day came back to his mind again. He was chilled by the maliciousness of the thugs and ashamed of his own cowardice. The two emotions were intertwined in his heart, making him feel that he was a very bad person.

Maybe I can only be like a useless person in this life, I can't draw anymore.

Jiang Meisheng smiled wryly, and before he knew it, he walked to the gate of the middle school he used to attend.

It was summer vacation at this time, and only the sophomore students were left in the school to make up lessons. It was already the end of school time, and the students came out in twos and threes to look for food.

There are various food and beverage outlets open right next to the school gate, Jiang Meisheng paused and walked into a milk tea shop.

He ordered a glass of kumquat lemon juice, sat at the table, and watched the transparent and crystal-clear drops of water emerge from the plastic cup of the lemon juice.

Jiang Meisheng stared at the water drops in a daze.

The girl who came into the store to buy milk tea stood in front of a message wall, chattering, giggling and writing something.The electric fan whirled and blew a wall of light green, pink and blue sticky notes, Jiang Meisheng suddenly remembered that he had also bought milk tea from this milk tea shop, and left a message on the message wall, it should be... with Qu Zhi Related content.

However, ten years have passed, and the sticky notes from that year are probably gone.

Jiang Meisheng came to the message wall and flipped through the notes one by one.Those papers were old and new, one on top of the other, some were just pasted, and some seemed to have been pasted for a long time.

[Jiang Yi, there are still three months left!Make it or break it! 】

[Success or failure, turn your head empty, the green hills are here again, and the sunset is red several times. 】

[Within 5 minutes, I want to get the contact information of Qu Zhi, Class [-], Grade [-]. 】

Jiang Mei couldn't help laughing, she flipped through it again, and found the post-it note she had left behind: 【Never play with QZ again! 】

The handwriting on this piece of paper is immature and unfamiliar, and the message is also somewhat childish, but in the lower right corner, there is a plum blossom and two small people in Q version. One of them has his hands on his hips and the other is under his feet. This is a familiar style of painting. Let Jiang Meisheng be convinced that this is indeed a note left by him.But what happened to make him leave such angry words, Jiang Meisheng didn't remember it.

The slender fingers flipped over, and underneath was another piece of old faded note paper, which read: [Then brother, let's play with me—Lonely Crane in the Forest]

Jiang Meisheng found it interesting that this "Lonely Crane in the Forest" classmate's message seemed to be responding to his own note.

Jiang Meisheng returned to his seat, took a sip of the kumquat and lemon, and noticed the vibration of the phone, he took it out, it was Jiang Yusheng calling.

Jiang Meisheng answered, and Jiang Yusheng's tone was a little anxious: "Brother, where have you been? I made several calls just now, but you didn't answer."

"I didn't hear it. It's right here at the north gate of No. [-] Middle School. Just sit here for a while and don't worry about me."

Jiang Yusheng hung up the phone, and said to Lin Yubai with some embarrassment: "It's all right, my brother has gone to the No. [-] Middle School. He didn't hear the call just now, which made you worry for nothing. I'm sorry."

Lin Yubai smiled and said, "It's okay."

Lin Yubai felt puzzled before Jiang Meisheng went to the medical research institute to apply medicine today. He didn't reply to Jiang Meisheng's message or call, so he contacted Jiang Yusheng.Hearing that Jiang Meisheng had a heart attack and ran away from home alone, Lin Yubai hurried to Jiang's house.

Knowing that Jiang Meisheng went to his alma mater, Lin Yubai bid farewell to Jiang Yusheng and drove to the north gate of No. [-] Middle School.

After drinking only half of the kumquat and lemon, Jiang Meisheng felt full.Walking around the campus with lemon juice, nothing has changed in the school, towering trees, chirping birds, and mottled white bird droppings on the cement road.

There are too many birds in the school, so that students often feel nervous when they walk under the big trees.When Jiang Meisheng was studying in the past, he was once drenched in bird droppings, and he went to the public bathhouse in the boys' dormitory to take a bath after half a day's study.

Looking back on the past, it is inevitable that he will think of Qu Zhi, and Jiang Meisheng is not in a good mood.

At this time, a person came up from behind him and patted him on the shoulder: "Mei Sheng!"

Jiang Meisheng was startled, and when she turned around, it was Lin Yubai.

"How did you come?"

Lin Yubai glanced at the canopy of the trees that covered the sky and the sun, and pulled Jiang Meisheng to an open and bird-free place: "You haven't applied the medicine today. I sent you a message and didn't reply, so I came here."

"Oh, you are really... busy with work, so get busy with work first."

"It's okay." Lin Yubai smiled and said, "Jiang Yusheng said, are you troubled by painting?"

Jiang Meisheng sighed, he is not someone who likes to bring up the sufferings he has suffered in the past, but it is not impossible to tell Lin Yubai some things, after all, Lin Yubai really cares about him.

Jiang Meisheng told about the accident in the studio, he was forced to apologize via video, and later he told about the attack in the studio.

Lin Yubai pursed his lips, his jaw line was tense, with a bit of anger, and there was a sense of oppression that was about to come.Jiang Meisheng's heart was pounding, this shou was quite scary when he got angry, and he finally understood why Ling Yuanfang called him the Great Demon King.

Seeing that Jiang Meisheng was a little nervous, Lin Yubai immediately relaxed his expression, and comforted him, "I'm not angry with you, don't be nervous."

He took Jiang Meisheng to the old school building. There was an old wall over there. Jiang Meisheng used to jump over the wall and run out if he wanted to skip class.The fence is quite old now, and it shouldn't be long before it will be demolished.

What did Lin Yubai bring himself here for?

Lin Yubai picked up a broken brick from the ground, handed it to Jiang Meisheng, and held his hand: "I liked someone very much when I was in high school, and every time I missed him, I would come here to draw a picture of him. Every time I paint him, I feel both happy and bitter, Mei Sheng, painting should be something that can make people feel happy.”

He stood behind Jiang Meisheng, wrapped his hands and scribbled on the wall: "Meisheng, close your eyes and feel my heart at this moment."

Jiang Meisheng closed his eyes, Lin Yubai's gentle voice sounded above his head: "I am behind you, you are safe, no one will attack you, don't worry."

Jiang Meisheng closed his eyes. This feeling was like being held by his mother to write and draw when he was a child.He felt the heat of Lin Yu's white fingers, and the faint scent of white peony on his body.

It is worthy of being the boy with white peony root stamped by the original author, the God of Mayflower, and it actually has a fragrance.

"Mei Sheng, you're not paying attention." Lin Yubai's voice was slightly reproachful.

Jiang Meisheng smiled and apologized: "I'm sorry. What do you want me to draw?"

"Of course it's the person I liked in high school." Lin Yubai said with a smile: "The person I like has big and bright eyes, a straight nose, and red lips. He doesn't smile often, and his expression is always cold Cold, but I know he is a kind and gentle man."

Following his words, Jiang Meisheng's hand was moved on the wall.At this moment, Jiang Meisheng felt very at ease, because he could really feel that Lin Yubai was right behind him.

And he can completely trust Lin Yubai and entrust his back to him.

"It's painted."

Jiang Meisheng opened his eyes.

Then he stared at a crooked cartoon head on the wall.

The author has something to say: Hey... do you know how many words this chapter has?Four thousand words! (Crazy hints in eyes)