"What!?" because the topic changed so suddenly, Pei Mingyang''s whole brain circuit crashed for a moment. Didn''t you just talk about comics? How did it become women''s clothing? Is there any relationship between the two?


    No, no matter what the relationship is, you can''t wear women''s clothes! Pei Mingyang confirmed to Du Ziyuan with the extravagant hope that he had heard wrong: "teacher Shanfeng, what did you say just now?"


    "I say you wear women''s clothes. Your qualifications are so excellent. Maybe you can make your debut as an idol. I can design clothes for you. At that time, fans and merits will not come in a crash." Du Ziyuan said solemnly.


    His words were half true and half false. Pei Mingyang was almost fooled in by him. Pei Mingyang suddenly woke up and shook his head: "teacher Shanfeng, don''t make such a joke. How can I wear women''s clothes?"


    "Really, do you want to refuse me?" Du Ziyuan deliberately frowned and sighed.


    Although Pei Mingyang was worried that he would offend the money tree, he still said after a long time of inner Entanglement: "sorry, I can''t do such a thing."


    "Well, let''s change the subject."


    "Alas?" Pei Mingyang thought Du Ziyuan would be very unhappy, but the result was beyond his expectation. Is it over?


    Then he heard Du Ziyuan say, "well, I think it''s time to open a new category."


    "Classification?" Pei Mingyang didn''t understand Du Ziyuan''s meaning.


    "You see, my ''novel'' form is very different from previous novels, right? Others'' most are illustrations, and mine are basically pictures. Now there are many works imitating my narrative style on the market. Don''t you think it''s a top priority to classify these works so that readers can find what they want to see more easily?"


    "Classification?" after listening to these words, Pei Mingyang understood a little, "Mr. Shanfeng, do you want to officially establish a school!?"


    "Almost," said Du Ziyuan. "The novel has been classified into romance, suspense, martial arts and so on. Another one doesn''t matter."


    "This..." Pei Mingyang thought about it carefully and found that Du Ziyuan''s proposal was really meaningful. Since the emergence of Du Ziyuan''s works with painting instead of words, it has shown a strong momentum in the market. Moreover, because its characteristics are too distinctive, it is not strange to be classified because it is incompatible with traditional novels.


    If it is said that the popularity of Gastrodia elata may only be a temporary novelty for readers, the global popularity of Nezha in the sea is enough for Pei Mingyang to dispel this doubt. If Tiangang Zhi is the first to put forward this classification, it will definitely benefit from it. Moreover, Du Ziyuan was in charge. At the beginning of this industry, he didn''t think anyone could surpass Tiangang sect. Maybe he could be famous in history at that time.


    Thinking of this, Pei Mingyang looked up at Du Ziyuan: "Mr. Shanfeng, in fact, you mainly want to put forward this matter today. Letting me wear women''s clothes is just deliberately embarrassing me, so that I can''t refuse you the second time after I refuse you once?"


    "No, I really recommend you to wear women''s clothes. You''d better try it. Believe me, every big woman thinks he doesn''t like it before wearing a skirt."


    "I believe you have ghosts!" Pei Mingyang, who has read sages since childhood and is modest and polite for more than 20 years, lost his temper for the first time in his life.


    "It doesn''t matter if you don''t believe it," said Du Ziyuan indifferently. "Practice is the only standard for testing truth. How can you know if you don''t try?"


    "Have you tried?"


    "How can I try? I''m straight."


    "I, i... I''ve never seen such a brazen man!"


    ……


    Pei Mingyang hurriedly left Du Ziyuan''s house with the painting in order not to let his blood pressure continue to rise. The fifth followed with a dozen beers and two large bottles of coke from Du Ziyuan.


    "Come back when you''re free." Du Ziyuan stood at the door and waved goodbye.


    As a result, Pei Mingyang stepped faster.


    ……


    Pei Mingyang and Du Ziyuan didn''t find that there was a pair of eyes in the sky to see all this.


    A huge white pigeon circled and fell into a forest. When it reached the ground, it was full of evil spirit and suddenly turned into a young man in white.


    "How about it?" there was another man in black waiting on the ground. As soon as the white pigeon came down, he asked immediately.


    The young man in White said with a smile, "I found it. I watched Pei Mingyang leave with the painting. In his position, in addition to the mountain wind, who can let him come to the door to get the painting in person."


    "What are you waiting for? Hurry to the door and catch the mountain wind!" the man in Black said eagerly.


    "But the mountain breeze is likely to have merit. We can''t move him." the young man in white hesitated.


    "Yes, what do you say?"


    The young man in White said, "it''s definitely not good to move the mountain wind directly, but we can change our thinking, for example, seize some of his weaknesses and threaten him."


    "Weakness? What weakness does he have?"


    "I don''t know. Let''s observe for a few more days."


    "OK, listen to you."


    ……


    After seeing Pei Mingyang off, Du Ziyuan went to Lin Yuxiao''s house.


    The two families are very close. They arrived only a few steps away.


    "Uncle Lin," Du Ziyuan saw Lin Yuxiao''s father sitting outside the gate tidying up his fishing net as soon as he got there, "are you going to go to sea?"


    Since he got the manuscript fee, in addition to giving some small gifts to the villagers, he also gave the Lin family a lot of money. With the relationship between the two families, after the death of his adoptive parents, the second old man of the Lin family, even his closest elders, took much care of him on weekdays. Now that he is developed, he doesn''t mind taking out some money to let the second old man enjoy his old age. Of course not much, just 50 liang of gold. The two old people are simple people. If they have more, they will panic.


    "It''s Xiaoyuan," father Lin said with a smile when he saw Du Ziyuan coming. "I''m not used to it. I''ve been fishing for half my life. Now you suddenly tell me not to go to sea, but I''m not strong."


    "Just be happy." Du Ziyuan didn''t say much.


    "You''re looking for frown. She went out with her mother and said she was going to buy seasoning for cooking. She should be back soon."


    "No, I''m looking for you." Du Ziyuan shook his head.


    "Looking for me?"


    "Yes, I''ve made some money now. I''m thinking about whether I can buy the land around us. In the future, this area will belong to our two families. Hire someone to build a house or something. You two can live in a good place."


    Although Du Ziyuan is polite to his acquaintances, he doesn''t like strangers coming to his door. In particular, people often play on the beach here, which makes him very noisy. He simply wants to buy the whole beach and turn it into a private territory to prevent others from coming in.