"Ah, you can draw comics?" Zhou Huimin seemed to hear something very surprised. Her little hands covered her tender mouth, and her tone was uncertain.

"It's true!" What else could Zhao Chen say at this time, so he had to continue to make sure.

"That's great. I like painting too, but my mom has always opposed it!"

Zhou Huimin was still young and had no scheming. When she talked about it, she couldn't help but whine, with a little jealousy and looked very cute.

After hearing what she said, Zhao Chen remembered that Zhou Huimin is really talented in painting, and one of her works has won awards from a painting exhibition.

"You can draw comics? Or do you plan to learn slowly?"

"Yes, if I just study, I wouldn't have come here with my family background. I plan to use my works to make money to subsidize my family."

"Then you have to work hard! If you have the chance, you can let me see it. Maybe you can give you some advice at that time."

When Zhou Huimin heard it at the end, she was suddenly moved. She didn't seem to help her mother much, so she subconsciously spoke. After that, she realized that she was too negligent. After all, it was the first time that the two of them met, and they were not even friends.

At this time, Zhou Huimin had already taken Zhao Chen to a large stationery store. The stationery store has two floors and an area of ​​at least hundreds of square meters. People keep coming in and out and buying the goods inside.

The entry of Zhao Chen and the others immediately attracted the attention of the salesperson. After all, Zhao Chen's clothes were too conspicuous, just like the emperor's new outfit, which would attract a large number of attention wherever they went.

Fortunately, the salesperson in this stationery store is of high quality and does not despise Zhao Chen because of his clothes and age.

"Do you two want to buy learning tools?"

"No, do you have these painting tools here?" Zhao Chen reported the names of a series of painting tools. The salesperson was stunned. There were several items that he had never heard of. For a moment, the salesperson became a little at a loss. Where did the child in front of him come from? How could he know so many names?

Zhou Huimin also looked at Zhao Chen in surprise. At this time, she finally realized that the boy did not seem to be lying, otherwise how could he have reported these names? Many of them had never heard of.

"Sorry, you want too many tools, so I'd better remember it first!" The salesperson seemed very polite and took a notebook from the counter and started recording it.

After she wrote it all down, she counted it carefully and there were as many as twenty, which made her stay again.

However, the salesperson soon realized that although she was full of doubts, she was still very dedicated to searching for the items on the notebook. But even so, she finally found most of them, which made her a little anxious.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" When the salesperson was anxious, a majestic voice suddenly came from behind, which made her a little overwhelmed because she could hear that this was the store manager's voice.

"Shopkeeper, there are a few things that I haven't found!" The salesperson turned around and looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him. His voice was a little weak. She was worried that the store manager would fire her for this reason.

"Take it, let me see!" The middle-aged man took the notebook from the salesperson with a serious face. When he saw the names that even he felt were unfamiliar, his face was stunned. This seemed to be a special painting tool!

"You have done well, and you have found everything you should look for! Where is that guest?"

售货员将提着的心放了下来,只要没被责骂就好,不过她还是立即带着店长来到赵尘面前.

When the store manager saw that Zhao Chen bought these painting tools, he was stunned for a moment, but his good quality made him quickly react and asked with a little uncertainty: "Ah, are these you want to buy?"

"Yes, uncle!" Zhao Chen nodded. He saw from the salesperson's attitude towards the middle-aged man that this middle-aged uncle was probably the manager of this store. As for the title of Azai, it was a unique title for the boy.

"Hey, then why are you buying these? Sorry, I shouldn't ask this." The middle-aged man obviously found himself a little abrupt and shouldn't ask people about their privacy like this, even if that person was just a 14 or 15-year-old boy.

"It's okay, it's just for drawing comics. I wonder if I have found all the tools I need?"

"Drawing comics? This industry has developed well in recent years. However, I can only get the majority of the painting tools you want, but there are still three missing, namely Japanese brushes, alcohol markers and spray guns! If possible, I can help you bring these things over in a few days. What do you think?"

The middle-aged man reported the three things missing in the notebook and said in a negotiated tone. Even he himself couldn't understand why he talked to the boy in this tone. Is it just that this boy was precocious? It doesn't make sense.

"Yes, I'll pack some other tools for me first! I'll come here to pick up those three things in a few days. Do you need a deposit for the ordering of three things?" Zhao Chen was quite satisfied. Although there were three missing, these three things were not very important to him. At most, it was a little troublesome when painting.

"It's better not to have a deposit. You can just come and get it." Just kidding, even if these three things are imported, they are not worth much money. The middle-aged man naturally doesn't like this deposit, so as not to be considered distrustful by customers.

After the account was settled, Zhao Chen watched most of the assets disappear, and he couldn't help feeling ache in his heart, but his face did not show it.

The middle-aged uncle had a good attitude. To him, the customer was God, so he asked the salesperson next to him to bandage and organize the pile of items before putting them in a cardboard box and handing them to Zhao Chen.

This box of items is not light, at least dozens of kilograms. Most of them are made of original paper, while the rest are various pens, erasers, various rulers, ink, watercolor painting tools, etc., which can be said to be quite messy. Even Zhao Chen can't support such a heavy box for long. Even if he often works, his body has not yet grown completely due to long-term poor nutrition.

"Two, let me drive you there!" At this moment, the middle-aged uncle who had been standing next to him suddenly spoke.

Zhao Chen naturally wanted it, but his eyes were still on Zhou Huimin.

"I don't need it anymore. My house is in the alley in front of me. I have to go back to practice the piano! By the way, my name is Zhou Huimin. If you really draw a comic, I can help you taste it!"

Zhou Huimin pointed at an alley not far away, where she had been living. After saying that, Zhou Huimin realized that she had let go. She didn't understand what kind of person the boy in front of her was, so how could he let him come to her home. However, Zhou Huimin is a stubborn girl. Since she said it, she would not take it back. She just prayed in her heart that Zhao Chen would never really come to her.

"You can call me Zhao Chen! Then that's it. After all, I'll come here in a few days, and my work should be released at that time!"

Zhao Chen suddenly remembered that Zhou Huimin's family background seemed to be similar to her; she also lost her father in her early years, and her mother took on the whole family alone. Of course, Zhou Huimin's mother was even more profitable, at least she could live a life of food and clothing, but her current situation could only be considered as food and clothing. Because when Zhou Huimin was still in kindergarten, her mother found that she had musical talent, so she worked part-time jobs outside and bought a piano for her study, but she was unable to hire a piano teacher to teach. Zhou Huimin relied on self-study, and was able to earn living expenses as a pianist tutor in middle school and obtained the level 10 piano qualification. This has to be said that she is really a genius. She was able to achieve success in later generations entirely through her own talents, and was much better than most female stars who only rely on their faces and figures in later generations.

"Okay, Zhao Chen, then I'll leave first, goodbye!" Zhou Huimin greeted politely and turned around and left.

"I thought you knew each other before!" The middle-aged uncle looked surprised. When the two introduced themselves to each other, he realized that he had preconceived ideas.

"Uncle, I just asked for a way, but she took me here, which helped me a lot and brought you a profit!"

Zhao Chen did not go to see the middle-aged uncle, but looked at Zhou Huimin's back as he left, with a heartfelt smile on his face.

"That's good. The girl just now was not only beautiful, but also so good at heart. It's rare for us. You should seize the opportunity quickly. If you miss this next time, it will be difficult to meet."
Chapter completed!