Mr. Huang put the dishes away and came out of the kitchen with a bottle of coke and a bottle of orange juice in his hand.


    "What do you drink? I still have coffee."


    "No coffee, I''ll just drink happy water." Simon Qing reached out and took the coke.


    Then she realized that she hadn''t taken off her mask.


    So she moved her seat from the window to a place where the sun could not shine, and then took off her mask, hat and sunglasses.


    If she had a coat, she would have taken it off when she entered the house. The outermost part of her body was a white tight sweater. This kind of dress shows the most figure. Her chest bulges like a cat.


    XiMenqing suddenly found that Mr. Huang looked at himself with integrity: "what''s the matter, Mr. Huang?"


    "Oh, no," murmured Miss Huang, "I almost can''t recognize you when you take off your clothes. You''re so beautiful."


    "Er..." seems to be very ambiguous. But considering Huang''s solemn image, Simon still has no choice.


    Seeing this, Qin Yuyao took off his mask, which attracted teacher Huang''s attention: "Oh, Xiao Qin, have you become beautiful?"


    "Yes?" Qin Yuyao himself felt his face without consciousness. "Is there any difference?"


    Miss Huang frowned and thought for a while. Her facial features were still that facial features. She couldn''t tell exactly how beautiful it was.


    Qin Yuyao''s range of changes is very subtle. Unless he compares the two photos, it''s really difficult for ordinary people to tell the difference by memory alone.


    Mr. Huang didn''t delve into it and joked, "I don''t know. I thought there were two big stars in our family."


    Qin Yuyao found that Mr. Huang was much more easygoing after work than when he was in kindergarten. He would also joke.


    Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came, accompanied by a man''s voice: "wife, you tell me in advance when there are guests."


    Mr. Huang said to the corridor, "Oh, I didn''t remember. All right, come and introduce me."


    The man who had just retracted his bedroom came out. He had already put on a suit of sportswear without wearing a belt, and his hair seemed to have been combed, but there was no trace of combing. He should have finished with a few hands.


    It''s obviously much better than the "dead fat house" at the beginning. It just doesn''t look like a big man who can buy half a building. This is an ordinary uncle.


    According to song Shaoqing, he, his good brother and Huang Xiaoyu should be classmates, and the age difference will not exceed 1 year old.


    But why does he look so much older than Miss Huang? Doesn''t it mean fat people don''t look old?


    [is it because of drawing comics? It''s said that people who write novels and draw comics look much older than their peers because they use their brains too much. I don''t know if it''s true?] Simon Qing guessed.


    "These two are former colleagues of my kindergarten, Ximen and Xiao Qin, but they have resigned and are drawing comics now, so I wonder if you can give me some advice."


    Mr. Huang said to Ximen Qing, "this is my husband Yu Yibo."


    "Hello, Mr. Yu." Simon Qing said hello to Qin Yuyao.


    The other party is a cartoonist and an elder. It must be right to call the teacher.


    "Cartoonist?" Yu Yibo was stunned when he heard the speech. He didn''t expect that the two beautiful girls were actually drawing comics.


    So he couldn''t help but say, "is there anything you can''t think of? It''s so beautiful. What''s wrong with doing something? Why choose this road?"


    Generally speaking, this line is like this. Whether it''s comics or novels, or some other industries, old people usually say to new people that "drawing comics and writing novels is a dead end".


    This is not alarmist. In fact, the threshold of this industry is too low, but a low threshold does not mean that the number of successes will increase. There are always a few standing at the top of the pyramid. The lower the threshold, the more cannon fodder.


    According to the dream eater, only one in 100000 people can support themselves by comics, which is no better than gambling. Therefore, as long as they are not malicious predecessors, they must be persuaded to retreat and not to enter.


    Miss Huang didn''t understand this. She pinched Yu Yibo''s fat and said, "what are you talking about? You''re a little famous. You can use this attitude towards two little girls?"


    "What''s the matter with me?" Yu Yibo is very wronged. He can''t give advice seriously?


    Qin Yuyao hurriedly advised: "Mr. Huang, Mr. Huang, I think Mr. Yu has no malice. It is really difficult to succeed in drawing comics. The more elders understand this truth, I think he said it for our good."


    "Really?" teacher Huang doubted. What the hell is this? It''s like studying medicine.


    Simon Qing also said, "if someone new asks me this question, I guess I''ll say the same thing."


    "That''s what I said," Yu Yibo deeply agreed. "Besides, just sitting for a long time is easy to accumulate fat, which is quite unfriendly to women, especially beautiful women."


    He said and touched his beer belly: "when I was young, I had eight abdominal muscles. As a result, I drew cartoons with eight poles in one."


    Miss Huang didn''t speak any more. She knows it best. Yu Yibo was a very sunny and handsome boy when he was young. Later, in order to support his family, he sat in front of the painting stand and became a dead fat house.


    "You talk, I''ll cook." she saw that she couldn''t get in, so she went straight to the kitchen.


    Qin Yuyao got up and said, "Miss Huang, let me help you." in Xiliang demon villa, she is generally responsible for three meals a day when she is free, and her cooking has been highly praised by everyone.


    But Mr. Huang stopped and said, "there''s no reason to ask guests to help. Sit and wait for me to show my hand."


    Yu Yibo also said, "just rest. She likes cooking best. If you rob her, she won''t be happy."


    Qin Yuyao had to give up when he heard the speech.


    XiMenqing asked, "Miss Yu, what''s your pseudonym?"


    "My wife didn''t tell you?" Yu Yibo was stunned. "Also, she has never been interested in this aspect. My pseudonym is'' don''t work '', you should know."


    "Don''t work!!" XiMenqing and Qin Yuyao shouted out in one voice.


    How can I not know? This is a big name in the cartoon industry! Take the evolutionist as an analogy, "don''t work" is a proper eight fierce level existence!


    Moreover, Ximen''s love and not working also have an indissoluble bond. Had it not been for the suspension of publication without working at the beginning, Tianlong Babu would not have been so smooth and could be serialized on square.