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"ah!"

Meng Huo was painting when he suddenly heard a soft cry.

"What's wrong?" He looked up at Shen Jie, who was helping in the room. Shen Jie was holding a pen in his hand, looking at the drawing paper on the table with some embarrassment: "Oops, I accidentally stained the paper with ink. gone."

"Let me take a look." Meng Huo got up and walked over, picked up the drawing paper and looked at it. There was indeed an ink stain in the lower right corner.

Shen Jie asked nervously: "Is this okay? Do you want to redraw?"

She was very worried that because of her mistake, Meng Huo would have to paint another one. Shen Jie was helping, but she didn't want to help but was delayed instead.

"Well..." Meng Huo pondered for a while, then nodded: "It's okay, it's not a problem, you can take a rest first, and do it later."

This is not a manga, but a draft of the new animation. In fact, as long as these drafts are readable, they don’t need to be perfect. Meng Huo wanted to make it perfect and prepare as many details as possible. The more perfect it was, the easier it would be for him to make the animation.

Shen Jie breathed a sigh of relief, but was still a little discouraged: "Am I so stupid that I can make mistakes even when blacking out."

"No, you did a very good job." Meng Huo shook his head. Shen Jie had been blacking him for more than a week, and he didn't make a small mistake until today. To Ya's surprise, Meng Huo's other assistants made mistakes more frequently than Shen Jie.

If Shen Jie said that she was stupid, the others would not have to mess around.

"If you didn't know how to draw cartoons, I would have hired you as an assistant." Meng Huo said with a smile. Shen Jie was very careful and serious at work. So make fewer mistakes than ordinary people. But she can't draw manga, and she can't do other things except simple tasks like blacking out that anyone can do.

Shen Jie felt much better: "Then I'll go for a walk."

After sitting for two hours in a row, although Shen Jie was not physically tired, she was a little tired in her heart. After she told Meng Huo, she left the *room to get some air.

But Meng Huo sat down and continued to paint. He was short on time, and felt that this vacation passed faster than his work time. In the blink of an eye, it was already February. And the Spring Festival is just around the corner. Just the day after tomorrow.

After painting for about twenty minutes, Shen Jie came back again, this time holding something in her hand.

"Meng Huo,

Look what I found! She put the things in the room excitedly. Meng Huo took a look and found that it was a Go board: "Where did you find this board?" "

He walked over, and the board looked a little old.

"The old lady gave it to me." Shen Jie said with a smile: "She said that the two of us are not interested in just painting. When we are tired of painting, we can play chess with this."

"How did she know that I can... Forget it, don't ask this question." Meng Huo just wanted to ask the old lady how he knew he could play chess, but before he finished speaking, he realized that he was stupid. "Soul of Chess" is being serialized, How could the old lady not know that he could play Go.

"How is it?" Shen Jie looked at Meng Huo provocatively, "Come with me for a game?" Meng Huo hadn't played chess for a long time. It happened to be a little itchy, so I agreed.

The two hadn't played chess for several months, and this game of Go was very vigorous. Shen Jie wanted to suppress Meng Huo as before, but unexpectedly, Meng Huo's rapid progress during this period of time was inseparable from her killing.

In the end, Shen Jie could only narrowly win by a few goals.

"Finally I won..." Shen Jie breathed out the moment he finished counting. She almost thought that she was going to lose, although she had already expected it. But in just half a year, Meng Huo caught up to her level from scratch. This surprised Shen Jie very much.

"I really don't understand what your head is made of." Meng Huo was packing up the chess pieces when he lost, and Shen Jie looked at him with his chin propped up, and said, "If this goes on like this, you will be able to win the Chinese Go game in less than two years." Championship award."

Meng Huo put the chess pieces away, and when he heard this, he shook his head: "It's not that easy, and I'm almost there."

My family knows my own affairs. Although he is fast at learning Go, if he wants to reach the point, he will never be able to do it without more than ten or twenty years of experience. Go is a very talented chess game, and Meng Huo has already vaguely felt that his limit is not far away.

His chess skills cannot escape the objective laws. He grew very fast at the beginning, but when he matured, he would encounter sluggishness and bottlenecks. If he wants to go further, he must spend a lot of time and energy to increase his experience and accumulate a lot of knowledge.

Meng Huo has reached his bottleneck, and it won't take long for his chess skills to stabilize, but if he wants to go further, it will take a long time to hone.

"But I still think you are very good." Shen Jie smiled, stretched out her hand to grab Meng Huo's hand, and said, "One more round, I can only beat you now, you can't escape this holiday, you have to give me a hand." Keep more records."

Meng Huo smiled: "Okay."

He took out the chess pieces again, and played the second round with Shen Jie. For the next few days, they had to play two or three games of Go every day. important activity.

The only exception was the day of the Spring Festival. Apart from not playing chess, Meng Huo didn't even draw a picture. From the beginning of the bed, he spent a day with Li Qin and the old lady. Of course - Shen Jie was also beside him.

There were no guests in Meng's house that day, and the old lady drove all the bodyguards and nanny home to celebrate the New Year, and there were only four of them together all day. Li Qin had a whimsical idea, and even deliberately took Shen Jie outside to buy a lot of fireworks, and then set them off in the yard at night.

The old lady seemed to have never been so happy, and she even ignited a few fireworks tubes by herself regardless of Li Qin's obstruction.

And Meng Huo, the only man present, didn't play as much as the three women. At night, he was completely reduced to a bystander, but a bystander was a bystander, and he didn't mind at all, as long as he could watch the fireworks.

Sitting in the corner of the compound, in front of him were three women of different ages setting off fireworks in harmony, with the cold starry sky and flame petals on his head—in this scene, Meng Huo bid farewell to 2018 silently in his heart.

After this night, the real 2019 will come. Meng Huo expects that he will release more works this year and maintain the same peace and happiness at the end of next year as this year.

He did the former, but the latter—the present Meng Huo could not have predicted it, and 2019 will be an unforgettable year for him. (to be continued)