Dad's comic life

Early in the morning.

Tian Song Jiudan woke up to the sound of an alarm.

The cartoonists he had found during this period were either rejected directly or the names he sent were rejected by the Go Academy.

"There is one last person..." Tian Song Jiudan counted the cartoonists he had found and finally determined that there was only one cartoonist left who could draw Go.

"It would be great if this worked, otherwise my proposal would be equivalent to a failure, but who knows if the other party has already succeeded?"

Although he knew it was impossible, Tian Song Jiudan still joked to himself, which was also his own way to relieve stress.

He quickly brushed his teeth, tidied up his appearance, said hello to his wife and son, and had breakfast together.

At this time, the doorbell of the single-family house rang.

He saw his assistant Miss Ikeda through the video phone.

The other party might have sent the comics.

He opened the door and thanked him, and Tian Song Jiudan sat down and read the comics.

Tian Song Shinpachi on the side also took out a few of them and looked at them.

After a while, Tian Song Xin Pachi threw the comic directly on the table.

"This comic is not good either, it's boring. Although there is a lot of professional knowledge, it's almost the same as popular science. It will definitely not attract readers." Tian Song Xin Pachi said speechlessly.

This thing can't even attract him who is learning Go, let alone those who haven't even learned Go?

"Yeah." Tian Song Jiudan also threw name on the table and rubbed his temples: "It still doesn't work. It seems that my proposal has completely failed. There is probably no cartoonist who can draw with basic Go professional knowledge and make readers feel like reading comics."

"..." Tian Song Xin Pachi was silent for a while, and suddenly seemed to remember something. He slapped the table with a slap, which scared Tian Song Jiudan and Tian Song's wife.

"What are you doing?" Tian Song Jiudan glanced at his son unhappily.

"Got it!"

Tamatsu Shinpachi turned his head and looked at Tiansong Jiudan stupidly. What he said made Tiansong Jiudan a little confused: "What did you get?"

"Cartoonist! A cartoonist who draws Go comics!"

As he said this, he suddenly ran back to the room and took out a comic book: "Look, it's this cartoonist!"

"Gintama?"

Tamatsu Jiudan read it out word by word, with a little confusion on his face.

He had heard of this comic book, which was a funny comic book about samurai.

So although it was very popular, he didn't look for it.

After all, in his opinion, funny comics and sports comics are the kind that have nothing to do with each other.

"I think the author of this comic is good!" Seeing his son say this, Tian Song Jiudan waved his hand: "This cartoonist is a comic book writer, although it is indeed very interesting, but he should not be able to draw sports-type comics?"

"No, he should be able to!"

So saying, Tian Song Shinpachi ran back to his room again and took out a pile of comics: "This cartoonist has a variety of styles. He draws food comics, hot-blooded comics, and funny comics in every type of comics. "Naruto" is also drawn by this cartoonist!"

"Naruto?"

Speaking of this, Tian Song Shinpachi also got excited. He also likes "Naruto" very much, especially Itachi in it is his favorite ninja.

After taking the comic from his son, Tian Song Jiudan flipped through it and was stunned again: "Is this a Chinese cartoonist?"

"Yes!"

Tian Song Shinpachi nodded and explained: "But don't underestimate him. It is said that the two comics "Naruto" and "Gintama" are specially customized by people from our Sakura Country. The other party can draw the spirit of ninja and bushido in a Chinese comic. It can be seen that this cartoonist is quite serious in customizing comics! Anyway, the comic collections you have found now have failed. Maybe this one will work? It doesn't take much time and money to try it!"

"..."

Flipping the comic in his hand, he hesitated for a moment.

Tian Song Jiudan nodded: "Then give it a try!" Tian Song Jiudan said this with a try-it attitude.

Anyway, there is not much loss if it fails.

But if it really succeeds, it will still have a certain strong impact on the Go in their Sakura Country.

……………………

Chinese.

At Hao Ren's home.

The little girl is diligently helping her father with work.

Hao Ren took out a large bucket of clothes that had been washed several times in the washing machine. The little girl was responsible for pulling out the clothes that were rolled together, stringing them on hangers, and putting them on the chair next to her, waiting for her father to come and hang them up.

The reason she did this was because she wanted to earn her own pocket money!

After all, her pocket money was forced to be deposited in the so-called "bank" under the coercion of her mother.

"Sister! Sister!"

The little guy Ruirui can now call out some names, and crawled towards her sister with her little butt sticking out.

"Don't come over, don't dirty the clothes I just put away!" The little girl's cry came from afar.

After all, her brother's hands are still greasy!

If she is caught, then her work is in vain!

At this time, Sun Jiali came down from upstairs: "Hao Ren, I have something to tell you."

"Ah? What?" Hao Ren, who was taking clothes out of the washing machine, was stunned for a moment, wiped his hands casually and looked at the little girl: "Okay, take your brother to play."

"Then where is my pocket money?" The little girl looked up at Hao Ren.

"Here you are!"

"Yeah!"

The little girl cheered immediately after hearing this, and ran to the living room with her brother.

It's great to get pocket money without working!

Hao Ren walked towards Sun Jiali.

"Take a look at this." Sun Jiali handed Hao Ren a file.

Hao Ren took it and looked down.

After about two minutes, he looked up in surprise: "Ah, this...?"

"Just as you see."

Sun Jiali waved her hand, her voice was a little weird: "It's an invitation letter from the Sakura National Go Academy, asking you to draw a Go comic... What do you think? Refuse?"

Sun Jiali thought this was too outrageous.

"I know that... but... is this really what Sakura National Chess Academy meant?"

Hao Ren read the document several times, and even scanned the seal on the document several times, confirming that it was not a prank before asking in disbelief.

He was a little confused at this moment.

"Yes."

Sun Jiali also looked at him, and was also a little confused.

You know, this is not a private invitation like a thousand tricks to hide them.

This is an invitation from Sakura National Chess Academy!