Sure enough, good people only like to play with good people.

Shen Rough Nervous Jiang Iron and Steel Straight Men Ling ignored Shi An and Ye Feng's previous ambiguous factors, and firmly believed that the other party was a socialist brotherhood.

He clenched his fists and made up his mind secretly that he must draw comics well, strive to achieve the status of Shi'an and Yefeng, and then he will be able to make friends with them!

Shi'an and Yefeng Cafe have a lot of seats, so you can enter the venue in advance without queuing.

There was nothing wrong with Shi'an's face, but when he walked past and showed his back, Shen Jiangling couldn't help laughing.

For no other reason, the little tug on the back of Shi'an's head is so cute!

Along with his footsteps, Xiaozhuo trembled, making people want to tug at it.

In an interview, the reporter asked about Xiaoouou, saying that his fans had made a lot of speculations about this Xiaoouou.

Some people say that this little dog is his source of inspiration, some people say that this little dog is to show his uniqueness, and some people say that his little dog is the essence.

Shi'an was amused by these wild speculations. He bluntly said that he sometimes plunged into the comics, and he did not go out for ten days and a half months. His hair was too long to take care of it, so he simply tied it with a hair rope and cut the comics after he finished drawing.

Although the master explained the reason for Xiao Guou, there are still many people who don't believe it and believe in their own guesses.

Shi An and Ye Feng entered the arena directly after signing their names, and Shen Jiangling retracted his gaze, feeling a little regretful.

"Are you a fan of Da An?" The baby face behind him poked Shen Jiangling with a hint of excitement in his tone.

"Well." Shen Jiangling nodded, "You too?"

"Of course, I've seen all of An Da's works!" The baby face clenched his fists, proud and proud, "By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. My pseudonym is Tongzi, how about you?"

"Boy? I've read your comics. Your protagonist is very funny, especially the part of the cave." Shen Jiangling said with a smile, "My pen name is Qingzhou."

"You are the light boat!" Baby face was stunned.

"Huh?" Shen Jiangling blinked, "What's wrong?"

"I've seen your comics, and you're very good at drawing!" The baby face was full of admiration, "Are you really a pure newcomer?"

"right."

"Wow, you are amazing!"

"Are we talking to each other in business now?" Shen Jiangling couldn't help laughing, he joked.

"Hey, I'm sincere." The boy also smiled.

The chat time passed quickly, and it didn't take long for them to enter the arena.

Shen Jiangling was fine at first and didn't feel nervous.

But when he took the signature pen and walked over to the poster on the website, he saw so many cameras facing him that he was almost on the same foot.

After signing his name in a hurry, he was about to leave without even thinking about it.

As a result, the cameraman pulled back and took a few pictures.

This little guy made a lot of cameramen and reporters laugh.

I usually only see comic writers who are dawdling and can't wait to rely on the front of the camera.

This is the first time have seen a newcomer like Shen Jiangling who has gone through the motions.

With a big red face, after taking the photo, Shen Jiangling went in and quickly found a corner where no one was around to hide.

Gu Chaoci saw this scene from the surveillance, and his eyes were filled with a little smile.

Why is this little idiot so cute?

After a while, Shen Jiangling looked around and was relieved to see that no one was paying attention to him.

After Shi'an and Yefeng entered the arena with their autographs, they were surrounded by many cartoonists.

Although Shen Jiangling admired Shi'an, he didn't lean in, just watched from a distance.

He has a lot in his heart, knowing that his level is too far from Shi'an, and he is not suitable to be a friend.

Friends should be evenly matched and able to help each other when they need it.

But he is too weak now, and he can't bring benefits to the other party. Instead, he will drag his feet.

To make an inappropriate analogy, the two people's levels are almost double cultivation, and the difference is too much to supplement.

The former is mutual benefit and win-win, and progress together.

The latter means that one party sacrifices his own cultivation to help the other party improve his level.

He can't do such a rude thing.

Shen Jiangling sighed and took a bite of the small cake.

He made up his mind to be a quiet Mr. Wallflower, after the tenth anniversary celebration, enjoy the luxury of a luxurious business suite, and then pat his ass and go home.

He never expected Ling Ran to appear suddenly, and he carried him to Shi An and Ye Feng.

Shen Jiangling: "..."

Looking at the two big men who seemed to be shining with golden light, Shen Jiangling put his legs together and put his hands on his knees, and he looked trembling like a shivering chicken that fell into the eagle's nest.

"You are Qingzhou?" Seeing Shen Jiangling's restraint, Shi An chuckled softly and took the initiative to speak.

"Yes!" Shen Jiangling replied dryly, he wanted to say more, but his mind was blank, and he was sweating in a hurry.

"Do I look so scary?" Shi An's eyes were full of jokes.

"No, no!" Shen Jiangling shook his head like a rattle.

"Then why are you so nervous." Shi An rested her cheek with one hand, looking at Shen Jiangling with all her leisure, "Could it be that you want to use this way to show that you are different from those coquettish guys, a pure and unpretentious little white flower?"

"Should I say "Man, you managed to get my attention!" "And then the sofa bangs on you?"

This is a little more intimate.

Shi An believed that Ling Ran's vision and Shen Jiangling's senses were also good, otherwise he would not let himself go like this.

Just facing other comics writers, he is serious.

"I didn't mean that!" Shen Jiangling waved his hands again and again.

"Just kidding, don't take it seriously." Shi An reached for the cocktail on the table, blocked the night wind, and stuffed him a glass of orange juice.

Shi An gave him a white look, Ye Feng insisted, he pouted, and finally took the orange juice and took a sip.