"Hey, kids, don't imitate adults' speech. And every time you call me uncle, I always feel a little weird. You should call me my name, Lin Mao! You know, get in the car!"

After such a prank-like conversation, the relationship between the two was much better than before, at least it was no longer like before.

Zhao Chen skillfully opened the car door and got into the passenger seat. Lin Mao couldn't help but stay stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the boy named Zhao Chen knew how to open the car door. This boy who seemed to be from the countryside seemed to be shrouded in a mystery.

However, Lin Mao hid his inner shock well and started the engine very skillfully and said, "Zhao Chen, where are you planning to go?"

Zhao Chen fastened his seat belt while answering: "Tseung Kwan O!"

Lin Mao watched Zhao Chen fasten his seat belt, which made him think that Zhao Chen had been in someone else's car before, so he put away his inner surprise. However, he couldn't figure out how such a poor boy would let him get in the car easily!

"Teik Kwan O is too far away, so I'd better take you to the bus stop! I don't understand. You don't look old, so why do you get so much money to buy these painting tools? It doesn't look like you came from a wealthy family!"

"I draw comics just to make money, I want to be a professional cartoonist!"

"The courage is commendable, but I still want to remind you that it is not easy to get involved in every industry in Xiangjiang, and it takes a lot of time to master it. Let's talk about this comic. Although I have not learned it, I have read many comic works and still know a little about this knowledge. If you want to become a regular cartoonist, you have to learn more. It is not something that can be achieved by just having interests and hobbies. The most important thing is persistence and talent! If not, you should change one. After all, the comic industry is not easy to get started. Just a painter will have to learn for a long time."

Lin Mao talked freely and said it was very reasonable, but Zhao Chen still analyzed from it that Lin Mao should be a comic fan, otherwise how could he analyze so much?

"I get it, I will work hard!"

Seeing Zhao Chen say this, Lin Mao couldn't help but sigh. His intention was actually to make Zhao Chen give up, because he knew that just learning painting well would not take much time, and even more so, he didn't know how much money it would cost during this period. This was not something that a child from a poor family could bear. He also thought about Zhao Chen.

Unfortunately, Lin Mao would never think that these are really nothing to Zhao Chen. He has sufficient confidence in his paintings, especially since he also knows that the classic animation works and extraordinary insights of later generations are his most precious wealth.

This section of the road is actually not far, only about one kilometer. Soon, they arrived at the bus stop amid the conversation between the two. Lin Mao got off the cab and helped Zhao Chen take down the cardboard box from the trunk.

"Zhao Chen, no matter how tortuous the road ahead is, you still have to step by step and step by step! Only by never giving up can you achieve success!"

Zhao Chen was a little moved by Lin Mao's encouragement, after all, the two of them had just met.

"Uncle Lin Mao, I'll leave first! But I sincerely hope that the word Azai can be removed next time I meet, that would be even better!"

Seeing Zhao Chen waving his hand on the bus, Lin Mao stood there and shook his head with a wry smile, and said to himself: "I hope you can remove the word "Uncle". That would be the real joy for everyone!"

After several bus trips, Zhao Chen returned to Tseung Kwan O. He held the cardboard box in his hands and followed him towards his home.

Along the way, he wanted to lose some weight, as it was too hard to hold it. Moreover, his home was about two kilometers away from the bus stop.

Crystal beads of sweat kept rippling on his forehead, and his clothes seemed to be wet with water, just so close to his body, making him feel very uncomfortable. But even so, he still moved forward unswervingly, except occasionally taking a few breaths in the shadow corners.

"Huh, it's coming soon, come on!"

While Zhao Chen was cheering himself up, two young men suddenly appeared from the corner next to him, and the gaze of their eyes when they looked at Zhao Chen was obviously scrutinized.

"Isn't this Zhao Chen? I heard that you were injured yesterday, so why did you come out now? What are you holding in your hand? Let me take a good look at it, otherwise you should understand the consequences!" One of the young men with dark eyes clearly knew Zhao Chen. He just glanced at Zhao Chen, then looked away and turned to the cardboard box. Judging from his past experience, if Zhao Chen was so tired, I'm afraid this cardboard box is a bit heavy, and maybe there will be good things inside.

After all, this place is a poor Tseung Kwan O. Most people live a life of hunger and fullness. Everyone is struggling to survive. Such things like robbing others' property are simply common and happening in Tseung Kwan O every day.

"Zhao Fei, you are blocking the way!" Zhao Chen put down the cardboard box in his hand and looked at Zhao Fei in front of him coldly. He naturally knew him because Zhao Chen had been bullied by him before.

"Hey, Zhao Chen, I see you are being beaten up in the head, ah, it hurts, let go!" Zhao Fei had just shown a sarcastic expression in his mouth, and stretched out his right hand to warn him. Unfortunately, the next moment, Zhao Chen accepted the gift directly, held his wrist and twisted it, twisting Zhao Fei's wrist into a twist, making Zhao Fei's wrist so painful that he wanted to pull out his right hand, but he couldn't break free.

Although Zhao Chen was just a cartoonist assistant in his previous life, he served two years of military service before entering society. His skills are naturally not bad, and he is still sure to deal with three or five ordinary people.

The young man who looked stronger beside Zhao Fei also reacted at this time and punched Zhao Chen in the head.

Zhao Chen seemed extremely calm. As soon as his fist was hit, his head tilted to the side, avoiding this heavy punch with a slight difference. He raised his foot and kicked the strong young man's stomach directly.

"ah!"

The strong young man would never have thought that Zhao Chen would be so powerful. He was kicked to the ground with a heavy kick and covered his stomach and made a painful sensation.

"Zhao Chen, let me go quickly, otherwise you will look better!" Zhao Fei couldn't help but feel a little panicked when he saw Zhao Chen knocking his friend down with one move, but he still said stubbornly.

"Zhao Fei, do you really think I am so easy to bully! You dare to threaten me. Don't you know that I hate threats from others the most!"

At the end of the conversation, Zhao Chen raised his knee and pushed him hard on Zhao Fei's abdomen.

"I know what you hate the most!" Zhao Fei just felt a cramp in his stomach, and he subconsciously covered his stomach with his hands, and almost fell to the ground in pain.

"The two adults can't beat a junior high school student, it's useless!" Zhao Chen picked up the cardboard box placed on the ground and said something contemptuous before leaving.

Zhao Fei was so angry that he staggered from the ground and rushed towards Zhao Chen from behind, wanting to launch a sneak attack to vent his hatred. But unexpectedly, Zhao Chen was always on guard and was ready when the footsteps came from behind. His slightly pointed ears trembled and he counted silently in his heart. When Zhao Fei was two meters away from him, he swung his right leg and turned his left foot and kicked him from the side.

The timing of this kick was very appropriate. Zhao Fei, who suddenly kicked and tried to attack, kicked him in the shoulder first. The huge force directly penetrated his shoulder, causing him to fall on the mud on the side.

Zhao Chen's kick was quite powerful. At least he was confident that Zhao Fei would not be able to get up in a short period of time. In severe cases, it might even hurt his bones.

"Go on your own, dear!"

Zhao Chen left this sentence and returned home along the way with a cardboard box. Except for Zhao Fei and the other two, he never encountered anything like that along the way.

When he was about to get home, Zhao Chen saw his mother standing at the door with a wooden stick, and couldn't help but speed up.

"Mom, why are you standing here? Why don't you go and have a rest!"

"Just stand for a while, nothing is wrong! Chen'er, are you going out this time for this? What is there in it?" Wang Ya said while looking at the cardboard box in Zhao Chen's hand.

Zhao Chen naturally told the truth. He knew very well that even if he hid it, he would not hide it for long. After all, the home is so big, and there are not even a few pieces of furniture. It is really easy to discover so many painting tools.

After he finished speaking, he saw that his mother's face had a tendency to change, and he couldn't help but explain: "Mom, if you are worried, I'll just draw it for you later. I just hope you can agree!"

Wang Ya's pale face changed several times before she sighed and said, "Okay, if you can't even pass this level of mother, then don't go astray again in the future. The right way is to concentrate on studying!"
Chapter completed!