Chapter 6 Hexi Hedong

Although he drew the animation setting very late at night, Meng Zhe, who was in trouble, still got up early the next day.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth for breakfast, Meng Zhe carefully cut the first page and put it aside from an art book that had already been full of "Panda Notes". Then, Meng Zhe sorted out the settings drawn last night and put them in the drawer of the desk.

There is only a small piece of 2B pencil left on the table, which makes Meng Zhe feel that it is necessary to buy a batch of tools for drawing comics.

Although in later generations, Meng Zhe has seldom been drawing comics, and most of the time he is drawing with a computer. However, Meng Zhe still remembers all kinds of tools needed for hand-drawn comics.

Seeing that it was still early, Meng Zhe took all the seventy-two yuan and five pocket money he had accumulated for many years, but spent in the second half of the second semester of the second year of junior high school, and went downstairs in the direction of Xinhua Bookstore. He remembered that there was an art store next to Xinhua Bookstore in a small county called Wufeng County.

Wufeng County, as its name is indeed a small county surrounded by mountains, and the endless river flows slowly from the edge of the county.

In the early morning of summer, there will always be a little fog and cold in the county. The early vegetable farmer wore old clothes and pushed the cart to sell vegetables along the street; the old man in the morning exercise wore Zhongshan clothes and staggered by Meng Zhe; the men and women working in various political axe departments rode bicycles and wore suit jackets that did not take off their sleeves...

The buildings along the street, with no more than four floors, look very old. There are few cars on the road, and you can even smell the fragrance of soil in the air.

No one would have expected that this small isolated mountain county town would change into a lot of tall buildings in 20 years. Only Meng Zhe walked all the way, as if he had passed away.

Meng Zhe, with emotion, walked to the art supplies store when the door had been opened, and the female owner who ran the store was packing up the new goods that had just arrived.

"Children, what do you want to buy?" Seeing Meng Zhe walk into the store, the female boss asked casually. She thought that Meng Zhe probably came to buy small things such as brushes, so she did not stop her work.

They are all called children. Standing outside the counter, they need to look up at Meng Zhe, the female boss. She can only pretend to be tender: "Auntie, I want to buy ten 2B pencils, ten HB pencils, two automatic pencils, five boxes of pencil cores, two drawing erasers, ruler, triangular ruler, cloud ruler, snake ruler, black ink, duckbill pen, dipping Water pen, D tip, G tip, white paint, hand knife, copy table, hanging net knife, dot paper, 20 full pieces of manuscript paper..."

Well, Meng Zhe is really a little dark, because he keeps reporting his name in one breath.

The female boss looked at Meng Zhe in surprise. She was surprised by the professional words reported by Meng Zhe. After reacting, she could only reply with a wry smile, "Kid, please report what you want again. Can you say the same slowly?"

Meng Zhe slowly reported it again with a smile. He reported the same as the female boss and went to find the same, but in the end, Meng Zhe didn't get all the items he wanted.

There is no copy desk for sale in the store, no outlet paper for sale, no...

There is nothing I can do. Meng Zhe can only buy it first. After buying it, he asked the female shopkeeper to help him wrap it up. On the way home, Meng Zhe cut a piece of glass in the glass shop at home. When he went back, he piled up two piles of books and put the glass in the middle, and then put the lamp flat under it, which is a copy table for drawing comics.

The problem of dot paper is a little troublesome. This thing is used to paste all kinds of shadows and cloud patterns in the comics. If not, hand-painting can grind people to death, and you can only wait for the female boss of the art supply store to buy it.

Meng Zhe, who came home with a lot of things in his arms, counted only six or three cents of private money left, and had to think about the problem of making money.

Meng Zhe vaguely remembers that China's first animation magazine "Painting Book King" will be launched at the end of 1993. It should be able to be submitted patiently in 1994, but can six yuan and thirty-five cents last for so long?

Meng Zhe is deeply skeptical... Picking up his future wife, pleasing his future sister-in-law, and buying some small things for his parents, which one can't cost money?

Meng Zhe, who was thinking hard about how to make money, took out the key and opened the door. He found that his mother was not at home, so he quickly wrapped his painting utensils and ran into his room.

Put everything away, Meng Zhe folded the sketch of the "Panda Notebook" that had been cut, put it in his trousers pocket, turned around and pushed the door out.

Yesterday, I forgot to make a specific meeting time with Jiang Xiyao. As a mature man, Meng Zhe felt that it was necessary to wait early. This is not about the nonsense gentleman's demeanor. It's about my sister-in-law's impression of myself. If I don't deal with my sister-in-law first, how can I pick up my future wife?

It's just that when he went down to the family building, Meng Zhe met a person he hated very much - the vice principal, to be precise, Tian Minglun, the vice president of No. 1 Middle School in the past few years.

Meng Zhe remembered that in 1996, the year he graduated, Tian Minglun was exposed by ** female teachers in the school, and the problem of collecting money and not doing anything, which shocked Wufeng County for a while.

If that's the case, Meng Zhe and Tian Minglun don't violate the river. The main reason why Meng Zhe hates Tian Minglun is that Tian Minglun and his father Meng Guozhu had a conflict after the start of school. In the next few years, Tian Minglun used his authority to give Meng Guozhu a lot of shoes.

Meng Zhe originally wanted to ignore Tian Minglun, but Tian Minglun glanced at Meng Zhe, who was dressed in shabby clothes, and pointed to Meng Zhe and ordered in a natural tone, "Are you the boy of Meng Guozhu's family who has just been transferred from the countryside to our city on the fourth floor? Just in time, help me pour the dustpan downstairs, and then bring the dustpan up to me again. I'm your father's leader and the principal of No. 1 Middle School.

Meng Zhe's anger rose sharply. He stopped the footsteps of the small building and looked down at Tian Minglun coldly. After a while, he said with sarcasm and said, "Oh, principal? Excuse me, do you know that two sayings?

Tian Minglun was also angry. He didn't expect Meng Zhe to dare not obey his orders at all.

It's the opposite! Am I the vice principal, or is your father the vice principal?!

"The first sentence - people are doing it, and the sky is watching." Meng Zhe said loudly.

When Tian Minglun's words were trembled by Meng Zhe's words and began to dodge, Meng Zhe paused slightly and continued to say, "The second sentence, thirty years of Hexi, thirty years of Hedong."

After saying that, Meng Zhe didn't wait for Tian Minglun to react. He calmly straightened his clothes and didn't bother to look at Tian Minglun again.

People are doing it, and the sky is watching?

Thirty years of Hexi, thirty years of Hedong?

Tian Minglun stood still and was in a daze for a long time. This sentence and Meng Zhe's expression when he had just spoken made him instinctively feel fear.

An eleven or twelve-year-old child, an eleven or twelve-year-old child, dares to say such a thing to the vice principal of No. 1 Middle School. If this is not taught by an adult, this child is simply too evil!

Huh?

Wait... It's taught by adults?!

Yes! It must have been taught by adults!

Meng Guozhu, relying on his good teaching results, did not give me a gift when he entered No. 1 Middle School, and threatened to look down on me. He must have taught me that just now!

OK, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, right?

Meng Guozhu, school will start in a month. Let's see who Hexi is! Look at who is Hedong? ;