Refusing to be the cannon fodder of the times, bring home the most wild man

Chapter 232 Wanwan’s comic strip is too advanced
It has been snowing recently and it is not suitable to go out.

Jiang Chuwan went back home and borrowed her comic strips from Yaoyao.

Yao Yao thought she was bored at home and wanted to read a book, so she generously borrowed it.

Jiang Chuwan didn't know if he could draw it, and he would not announce it at this time without explanation.

When the snow stopped, Zhang Yijia came to the door with a bag.

"Why are you here suddenly?" Jiang Chuwan opened the door, "Is it cold outside? Come in and sit down."

Zhang Yijia followed her into the kitchen.

There was a fire burning in the kitchen, and there was a small iron pot on it, with oranges, chestnuts, etc. beside it.

After sitting for a while, my body started to warm up.

Zhang Yijia took the water she handed and explained the purpose of her visit: "I brought you some paper and brushes, which I used before. Meiyi told me that she made an appointment with you to write a manuscript. In this weather, , it’s not easy to buy either. I happened to have no use for it, so I sent it to you.”

When Jiang Chuwan heard what he said, he couldn't help laughing: "Thank you very much."

She originally planned to buy pens and paper when the weather improved.

Zhang Yijia was a little curious: "Wanwan, what are you going to draw?"

Jiang Chuwan didn't hide anything and simply stated what he was thinking.

"It's a fairy tale, a story of the future, where abandoned children and abandoned robots depend on each other and live together..."

The main thing is companionship and redemption, because there are a lot of restrictions at this time, and Jiang Chuwan was also afraid that the topic would be too sensitive, so he didn't plan to make it very long.

When it finally ends, the protagonist is still just a child.

People of this era have never thought about what the future will be like, let alone robots. Zhang Yijia only thinks that this story is extremely magical and she can't wait to watch it.

Zhang Yijia held her hand with a serious expression: "Wanwan, if you really draw this story, you must let me read it first."

Then she got a little excited: "I can also draw some. If you are really too busy, I can also help."

She really liked this story so much. Just listening to it found it extremely interesting. It was different from the current comic strips on the market and had a great appeal to her.

Jiang Chuwan thought slightly: "Of course."

It is naturally best to find an assistant for yourself.

He Meiyi is also a scholar of this generation. Her family situation is very good and she is versatile. She is perfect for being an assistant.

This will make her feel much more relaxed.

But if you really want to cooperate with her, you need to stipulate the terms of the contract first to avoid subsequent disputes.

The two discussed it and settled on a simple contract.

After you start working, you can sign this contract.

Zhang Yijia was in a very high mood and immediately discussed the painting with her.

Jiang Chuwan also started designing.

The protagonist was only six years old. Jiang Chuwan thought about it and took Yaoyao as a reference.

Zhang Yijia looked at it and felt that it looked familiar: "Why do I see that this child looks so much like the Yaoyao from Commander Jiang's family?"

"It's really similar. She was the inspiration for me in the beginning of this story."

There is no way, Yaoyao is so cute. Not many people would dislike such a cute girl.

They were chatting and drawing at the same time. When Qin Hexuan came back at noon, they were shocked to realize that a long time had passed.

Zhang Yijia stood up quickly: "It's time for me to go home." Jiang Chuwan tried to persuade him to stay: "It's already this time, so why not just eat at my house? It's too late for you to go back and cook now."

"That's no need. I can just cook a bowl of noodles when I go back," Zhang Yijia said with a smile, "Besides, Battalion Commander Xu is still waiting for me."

Seeing the sweetness on her face, Jiang Chuwan stopped beating the mandarin ducks.

The couple had just gotten married and were so attached to each other at this moment, how could they separate?

Zhang Yijia passed by Qin Hexuan and glanced at him secretly.

But Qin Hexuan's power was too strong, so Zhang Yijia ran away quickly in the end.

"Why are you running so fast? Be careful and don't fall." Jiang Chuwan shouted from behind.

"Yeah." Zhang Yijia responded, even faster.

Jiang Chuwan sent her away and then returned to the kitchen.

Qin Hexuan was sitting and lighting the fire, taking a look at the paintings next to him.

Qin Hexuan saw her coming in and asked, "Wanwan, what is this?"

"Didn't I plan to draw a comic strip? This is the protagonist in the painting, a six-year-old child, and his robot."

"Robot?" Qin Hexuan lowered his head and looked again.

It is easy for children to recognize it because it looks like Yaoyao.

As for this robot, it looks very shabby and not human.

Jiang Chuwan concealed it: "Aren't there a lot of TVs and radios now? I think they are quite interesting. I don't know if the machines can be made into human-like shapes in the future. These products can be called Robot is quite suitable, isn't it..."

Qin Hexuan smiled: "It's rare that you have so many wonderful ideas in your mind."

Jiang Chuwan also pursed his lips and smiled.

This idea is still very advanced in this era. If it is abroad, there is no problem, because there are already science fiction novels, but in China, there is probably no such statement.

Jiang Chuwan read Yaoyao's comic strips, and most of them were very monotonous, so she thought about trying other painting methods.

Even if it can't be published, it doesn't matter. In the end, just treat it as passing time and save it for now. Maybe there will be a chance to publish it in the future.

Jiang Chuwan didn't tell others about his inner thoughts. This period was too sensitive. Jiang Chuwan didn't want to step on the thunder, nor did he want to get himself and his family into trouble.

While Jiang Chuwan was lighting the fire, he told Qin Hexuan the story in his mind.

The break at noon is not long, so lunch is just casual, nothing particularly complicated.

Jiang Chuwan was so absorbed in chatting in the morning that he forgot to cook, so the two of them had some noodles at noon.

Qin Hexuan brought the noodles to the dining table, and the two of them began to eat.

Jiang Chuwan asked Qin Hexuan curiously: "Brother Hexuan, do you think the story I just told you is feasible?"

"I think it's very interesting," Qin Hexuan nodded in appreciation, "It's just that the publishing house probably won't accept this kind of manuscript. The idea of ​​​​this manuscript is really..."

"A little too forward?"

"Ah."

Jiang Chuwan ate his noodles and thought for a moment before asking, "Besides this, are there any other problems?"

She was always worried that there were things she had overlooked, so it would be best if she could correct them in the early stage.

Qin Hexuan shook his head: "I haven't found any others so far. I guess I'll have to wait until you draw them before looking at them."