Winter! Winter!

Lin Baici knocked on the door.

After waiting for a few seconds and not hearing the fat house monster speak, Lin Baici pushed the door open and walked in.

There were no lights on in the room, and the fat nerds were piled on the gaming chair like a mountain of flesh, wearing headphones and concentrating on playing games.

Lin Baici walked over and put the figure on the table. When he was hesitating whether to interrupt the fat house monster, the game character controlled by this guy was killed.

"Xiba!"

The fat house monster cursed loudly and slammed the mouse on the table in a ventive manner.

boom!

The mouse is broken.

The fat house monster turned his head angrily and glared at Lin Baici: "What are you doing in here?"

"Giving a figure!"

Lin Baici pursed his lips and motioned the fat house monster to look at the table.

"On a?"

The fat man was annoyed: "Get out of here. Come to me after you have found all the figures. If you bother me playing games again, I will twist your head off."

"You take a look at this first."

Lin Baici handed over the original drawing.

The fat geek had suspicious eyes and didn't want to answer it at first, but when his eyes fell on the white paper and saw Jin Meiting's character, his eyes suddenly lit up.

This character is so well drawn!

The fat house monster took it and started to read through it.

call!

In Lin Baici's heart, he breathed a sigh of relief quietly. As long as the fat house monster starts to watch, he can guarantee that he will be addicted to it.

After all, after this comic came out, it became the most popular and very popular. It has been tested by the market, or in other words, by otakus.

Xia Hongyao thinks this comic is not good to read because she is a girl and her aesthetic sense and interests are completely different from those of an otaku.

Is the plot important to Fat Man?

unimportant!

The plot is good, which is the icing on the cake. The most important thing is the style of painting and the characters. To put it bluntly, just looking at the style of painting makes people unable to help but take screenshots and save them, and use them to generate electricity from time to time.

“Coffee paired with masterpieces is a wonderful experience!”

Lin Baici took out the thermos cup of coffee and poured a cup for the fat house monster: "Here, have a taste, it's very fragrant!"

The fat house monster waved his hand and refused. He picked up the fat house happy water on the table, raised his head and took a big sip.

belch!

The fat house monster let out a sigh of relief and continued reading comics.

"..."

Lin Baici felt uncomfortable. It would be great if this was a bourgeois girl. She would definitely drink coffee instead of cola, but he still had a trick.

Lin Baici took out the cigarette case from his pocket and lit one himself.

He actually doesn't smoke, but he is afraid of being rejected by the fat house monster again, so he can only let him smoke secondhand smoke first to arouse his craving for cigarettes.

Unfortunately, this method is of no use.

Ahem!

The fat house monster coughed twice, stretched out his big pig's hoof-like hand, and slapped his nose: "You're choking, go out and smoke it!"

Okay!

He's a fat nerd who doesn't smoke!

Lin Baici couldn't use two of his favorite items in a row, which was really annoying. As for the lover's lipstick?

No need to look at the fat geek's big, greasy face. As long as the other party was a man, Lin Baici didn't even think about using it.

But this small setback is innocuous, because this comic is so good that the fat otaku is completely immersed in it.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

Lin Baici coughed twice. He secretly glanced at the fat house monster, worried that he would become suspicious, but unexpectedly he didn't.

So he sat on the sofa in the room and climbed on the coffee table to continue drawing comics.

…

Xia Hongyao, who had been listening intently and worried, heard a cough coming from the room. He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately pressed the plug of the oven into the socket.

Zip!

The current flashed and it was connected.

Xia Hongyao confirmed that the lid of the oven was open to the limit, and then pressed the switch.

The temperature in the air begins to rise.

After reading the original drawings of the ten chapters, the fat house monster couldn't wait to look at Lin Baici: "Is there more?"

"Here!"

Lin Baici pointed to the eighteen pieces of white paper on the coffee table.

In just a short while, Lin Baici drew another sentence.

"Did you draw this comic?"

The fat man was surprised and looked Lin Baici up and down: "Didn't you realize that you, a greasy-faced boy, are actually a cartoonist?"

Although the vocabulary used was not very good, the attitude of the fat house monster has softened a lot.

As an otaku, it still respects cartoonists very much. After all, the works created by these people are its daily spiritual food.

"What other works have you painted?"

The fat house monster stretched out his big hand and wiped his armpits. For some reason, the air suddenly became hot and his body was covered with smelly sweat.

"This line of work is so complicated that I haven't been able to debut yet!"

Lin Baici sighed.

"That's such a shame. If you publish comics, I will definitely buy a set to support you!"

Fat nerd is good.

"Can you give me some suggestions?"

Lin Baici also felt a little hot, but with savage honey smeared on his body, it wasn't a big problem.

"Draw a bit more astringent!"

The fat geek shook the original drawing in his hand: "The butt must be big, the legs must be long, black stockings, high heels, every detail must be included!"

"..."

Lin Baici looked at the serious expression on the fat house monster's discussion, and gained a new understanding of how obscene this guy was.

Crunch!

The fat geek got off the gaming chair, swaying from side to side like a moving emperor penguin, walked to Lin Baici, picked up the comics on the coffee table, and started to read.

“Beautiful style!”

The fat house monster praised: "Team leader Jin Meiting is an eternal god!"

After saying that, it stuck out its big tongue and licked it.

"I'm sorry..."

Lin Baici didn't expect the fat house monster to do such a thing, but it was okay.

The more obsessed you are, the smoother your plans will go.

The fat house monster quickly finished reading and looked at Lin Baici eagerly: "Hurry up and draw!"

"I'll try my best!"

Lin Baici was also worried, if this plan could not defeat the fat house monster, and he would have to fight in the end, his divine power would be wasted on soul sketching.

The fat house monster took two steps and fell down on the sofa.

Crunch! Crunch!

There was an overwhelming sound on the sofa that was piled with clutter.

"It's okay if you can't become a monk. You can live in this apartment with peace of mind and draw this comic for me. You don't have to pay the rent. If you don't have anything to eat, come and find me!"

The fat house monster takes care of everything: "As long as I have something to eat, you can't live without it!"
To be continued...