Chapter 921
Brother, I might take Zhang Guo for a trip!
Chapter 921 Brother, I might have to go back to China!
Seeing the little guy staring at his face, Lu Shiyan raised his hand and touched his face, wondering, "What's wrong? Is there something dirty on Dad's face?"
"Father, father! This sweet water is so delicious!" Lu Yanbai shook his arm, looking at him with big clear eyes full of expectation, "I still want to drink, can I?"
So, Lu Shiyan turned back to the milk sales area just now, and put two boxes of strawberry milk into the shopping cart.
On the way back by car, Lu Yanbai held a bottle of strawberry milk and drank it happily.
Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she turned her head to look at the man in the driver's seat, with a serious expression on her face, and asked solemnly, "Dad, have you found your mother yet?"
The man who was concentrating on driving suddenly tightened his hands on the steering wheel, but the expression on Jun's face did not change much.
He glanced sideways at her slightly, pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "Why, does Yanbai miss mother?"
The little guy nodded sincerely, "I think."
Lu Shiyan stared at her soft, white and pink face, the color in his eyes darkened a little, "When Dad is on holiday on weekends, Yanbai will accompany Dad to find Mom, okay?"
Lu Yanbai was happy, even the expression on his little face became much more vivid, "Okay!"
…………
At that time, New York.
After Jiang Yihang finished the transoceanic video conference, it was almost midnight.
He raised his hand and pressed his temple, closed the computer, got up and walked out of the study.
When passing Jiang Lai's bedroom, he found that the door was not closed tightly, and the light was still on inside.
Jiang Yihang raised his hand and knocked on the door, and said softly, "Can I come in?"
Jiang Lai stopped the pressure-sensitive pen in his hand, his eyes still stayed on the drawing board in front of him, "Come in."
Jiang Yihang walked to the desk, glanced at the drawing board she had put on the desk, "Why are you still awake so late?"
The pressure-sensitive pen in Jiang Lai's hand continued to move quickly on the LCD screen, and a little Taoist priest who seemed to be only four or five years old jumped onto the screen from her pen, "I finished the drawing soon, today is the finale , After drawing this manga, it will be completely over.”
Jiang Yihang looked at the little Taoist priest she had drawn, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows curiously, "Xiao Lai, I didn't see that you have a talent for making up stories before, so how come the comics you draw now become No.1 on the best-selling list? "
"That's because you don't pay enough attention to me." Jiang Lai snorted softly, curled his lips and said, "Actually, although I would like to play games when I was in school, the process of playing games also gave me a lot of creative inspiration. In addition, I I originally studied design in college, so I have a certain foundation in painting! Of course, the most important thing is interest."
In addition to playing games, she also likes to read comics every night before going to bed. When she was reading comics at night, she felt that the author had a plot that was not perfect. The Lord is with, but departs, far away.
Probably after having such an idea, many wild and unconstrained ideas popped up in her head.
When she first went abroad, she didn't have any sustenance in her heart. Relying on comics, she slowly survived the most difficult days.
Therefore, this is probably the reason why she insists on creating.
After listening to her words, Jiang Yihang smiled and replied, "However, this interest is not bad. It will allow you to change from a gangster to a little rich woman in just two years."
"I have just started, and I will create more picture books in the future." When Jiang Lai said this, he suddenly thought of something, "By the way, brother, I may have to go back to China."
(End of this chapter)
Seeing the little guy staring at his face, Lu Shiyan raised his hand and touched his face, wondering, "What's wrong? Is there something dirty on Dad's face?"
"Father, father! This sweet water is so delicious!" Lu Yanbai shook his arm, looking at him with big clear eyes full of expectation, "I still want to drink, can I?"
So, Lu Shiyan turned back to the milk sales area just now, and put two boxes of strawberry milk into the shopping cart.
On the way back by car, Lu Yanbai held a bottle of strawberry milk and drank it happily.
Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she turned her head to look at the man in the driver's seat, with a serious expression on her face, and asked solemnly, "Dad, have you found your mother yet?"
The man who was concentrating on driving suddenly tightened his hands on the steering wheel, but the expression on Jun's face did not change much.
He glanced sideways at her slightly, pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "Why, does Yanbai miss mother?"
The little guy nodded sincerely, "I think."
Lu Shiyan stared at her soft, white and pink face, the color in his eyes darkened a little, "When Dad is on holiday on weekends, Yanbai will accompany Dad to find Mom, okay?"
Lu Yanbai was happy, even the expression on his little face became much more vivid, "Okay!"
…………
At that time, New York.
After Jiang Yihang finished the transoceanic video conference, it was almost midnight.
He raised his hand and pressed his temple, closed the computer, got up and walked out of the study.
When passing Jiang Lai's bedroom, he found that the door was not closed tightly, and the light was still on inside.
Jiang Yihang raised his hand and knocked on the door, and said softly, "Can I come in?"
Jiang Lai stopped the pressure-sensitive pen in his hand, his eyes still stayed on the drawing board in front of him, "Come in."
Jiang Yihang walked to the desk, glanced at the drawing board she had put on the desk, "Why are you still awake so late?"
The pressure-sensitive pen in Jiang Lai's hand continued to move quickly on the LCD screen, and a little Taoist priest who seemed to be only four or five years old jumped onto the screen from her pen, "I finished the drawing soon, today is the finale , After drawing this manga, it will be completely over.”
Jiang Yihang looked at the little Taoist priest she had drawn, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows curiously, "Xiao Lai, I didn't see that you have a talent for making up stories before, so how come the comics you draw now become No.1 on the best-selling list? "
"That's because you don't pay enough attention to me." Jiang Lai snorted softly, curled his lips and said, "Actually, although I would like to play games when I was in school, the process of playing games also gave me a lot of creative inspiration. In addition, I I originally studied design in college, so I have a certain foundation in painting! Of course, the most important thing is interest."
In addition to playing games, she also likes to read comics every night before going to bed. When she was reading comics at night, she felt that the author had a plot that was not perfect. The Lord is with, but departs, far away.
Probably after having such an idea, many wild and unconstrained ideas popped up in her head.
When she first went abroad, she didn't have any sustenance in her heart. Relying on comics, she slowly survived the most difficult days.
Therefore, this is probably the reason why she insists on creating.
After listening to her words, Jiang Yihang smiled and replied, "However, this interest is not bad. It will allow you to change from a gangster to a little rich woman in just two years."
"I have just started, and I will create more picture books in the future." When Jiang Lai said this, he suddenly thought of something, "By the way, brother, I may have to go back to China."
(End of this chapter)