my sister is not a helper

Chapter 179 The fellow meets fellow
People say that Yingdao is clean everywhere, and the leather shoes don't need to be polished after a week of wearing.

But Lin Zhe took the little assistant and avoided the four puddles of liquid that smelled like urine.

People say that Yingdao's blackness will be very strong, the more tattoos on the body, the higher the rank.

Lin Zhe walked in the alley for 5 minutes, and indeed met a few tattooed men, carved dragons and painted tigers with flowers on their butts.

But the youngest of them is probably in their fifties, and the others are all poor old men with stooped bodies.

Lin Zhe spotted the oldest old man, paid [-] yen as a wayfinding fee, and found the person he was looking for——Kamakura Nosuke.

"Mr. Lin, is that Kamakura Nosuke you mentioned singing? Or playing football?"

The little assistant kept turning his head, looking at the dark windows around him, and felt that the people living here were gangsters.

Lin Zhe said in a daze, "It's a painter, a manga artist."

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Lin Zhe and Yu Juan found the sign of "Kamakura Painting Studio" on the top floor of an old apartment building.

It's just that there is an arrow on the sign, pointing in the direction of the rooftop above.

Ok!Lin Zhe knew that Kamakura Nosuke was very poor at this time, but he didn't expect that he would be so poor that he would live on the rooftop.

Lin Zhe took Yu Juan up to the rooftop and saw several chaotic wooden houses.
And there is also a sign on a log cabin, looking in from the only small window, there is a man with glasses with disheveled hair.

At this moment, the man with glasses was sitting on a chair with his back to the window, concentrating on the computer in front of him, his hands trembling under his lower abdomen.

Yu Juan didn't move forward.

She was very angry.

She thought that a young man like Lin Zhe, who was evaluated as "perfect" by Liu Huiyu, should not interact with the man in glasses in front of him.

"Ahem, Yu Juan, you have to understand the physical and mental needs of an otaku. It doesn't harm the society, it's good for your physical and mental health."

Lin Zhe stepped forward to call the door. Although it was hateful to interrupt a man's good deeds, he was afraid that if he waited any longer, Yu Juan would call his elder sister Lin Xi directly to report.

Near Mo Zhehei, my sister would definitely call for her life, and Hedong Shiro ordered him to leave immediately.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk, Mr. Kamakura?"

Lin Zhe knocked on the window, and saw the man inside jumped up like a rabbit.

But when he turned around, Lin Zhe and Yu Juan realized that he was holding a folder with a set of comic patterns in his hand.

Just now he put the painting clip on his lower abdomen, it turned out that he was drawing quickly.

But this painting pose is simply speechless.

The door of the cabin opened, and Lin Zhe saw the other party's face clearly.

Thin, haggard, and vicissitudes, revealing a sense of decadence.

Looking at his hair and beard, he seems to be 40 years old, but Lin Zhe knows that if he is Kamakura Nosuke, he should be in his early twenties this year.

Lin Zhe was about to speak, but the man with glasses on the opposite side bowed deeply first, and then spoke a series of Yingdao dialect.

The little assistant blinked and said to Lin Zhe: "He misunderstood us and thought we were coming to collect debts. I hope we can give him a few more days."

"Ask him if he is Kamakura Nosuke."

After getting a definite answer, Lin Zhe said, "Hello, Mr. Kamakura, we are not here to collect debts."

Kamakura Nosuke was stunned for a moment, and said timidly, "Aren't you from Huadong Gang?"

"No, I'm from Dawei, and I want to talk to you about cooperation."

"Cooperation?"

Sparks lit up in Kamakura Nosuke's dark eyes, and he asked nervously, "What kind of cooperation?"

"I want to hire you to draw a set of comics according to my script."

Lin Zhe was a little ashamed, because the script he was going to propose was actually the work of Kamakura Nosuke three years later.

The parallel dimension of the Great Wei Dynasty is different from Lan Xing. Some people have appeared, some people have not appeared, some things have happened, and some things have not happened.

Because of the difference in history, the cultural influence of the Great Wei Dynasty in the Yadong area was much stronger than that of Lanxing Time and Space. The cultural development of Yingdao area was suppressed and penetrated, so the comics industry with Yingdao's characteristics was not as developed as Lanxing.

For example, Master Akira Toriyama did not appear.

But some works cannot be buried. Without Akira Toriyama, there was Nosuke Kamakura, who created a world-class manga-Dragon Ball.

It's just that unlike Akira Toriyama's fate of gaining both fame and fortune, Kamakura Nosuke did not gain fame and wealth from "Dragon Ball".

When "Dragon Ball" made a sensation in the world, Kamakura Nosuke died in the slums of Yingdao Kyoto because of financial difficulties.

So Lin Zhe came to "steal" this masterpiece of manga this time, and it is not a heinous crime. At least he will make Kamakura Nosuke a rich man, and even give him all the remuneration.

But the surrounding influence brought by "Dragon Ball" must belong to Lin Zhe.

Moreover, a generation of genius masters is not allowed to pass away in poverty.

"Sir, do you want to customize a set of comics?"

"Correct!"

"Please come in, please come in, I'm really sorry, this place is too messy and rude"

After listening to Yu Juan's translation, Kamakura Nosuke was overwhelmed with excitement, and hurriedly welcomed Lin Zhe into the cabin.

"Please sit, please sit!"

Kamakura Nosuke gave up the only chair in the room, but Lin Zhe looked at the mottled marks on it and still refused.

Kamakura Nosuke was very frightened, hurriedly took out a stack of manga books, bowed at ninety degrees with his hands stretched forward, and handed it to Lin Zhe.

"This is my work, please take a look, which style you need to customize."

Lin Zhe took it over and took a look, his pupils shrank involuntarily.

And the little assistant Yu Juan who was standing next to him blushed instantly.

These comic books are simply restricted, more exciting than the many xx that Lin Zhe has read.

The colors, poses, and body shapes are all exaggerated, but also very harmonious. Even though Lin Zhe is invulnerable, he is still a little emotional.

"Well, the painter is really good!"

Lin Zhe quickly closed the album, stretched his legs, and asked Kamakura Nosuke: "Have you ever drawn a copy of "Robot Doll"?"

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Kamakura Nosuke was stunned, staring at Lin Zhe in a daze, as if he had been petrified.

Lin Zhe asked again: "Also, have you ever drawn a copy of "The Story of Penguin Village"?"

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"Woooooooooo~"

Kamakura Nosuke was crying, a big man squatting on the ground like a child and crying loudly.

"I don't want to draw this kind of erotic manga, but only this kind of manga can be sold"

"I also want to draw stories I like. But loan sharks come to collect debts every day."

Kamakura Nosuke's crying moved the little assistant in charge of translation, making the corners of her eyes flush.

The facts are clear, Kamakura Nosuke was "forced into prostitution". If he didn't draw this kind of manga, he wouldn't be able to make money, and if he couldn't make money, he wouldn't be able to pay off his debts.

This is like some street writers, on the road of creation day and night, because of the pressure from the outside world, they finally lose their heart and start to go on evil paths.

After all, there are really only a handful of successful people who can reach the top.

People cheer for these successful people, but they never pay attention to those unlucky ghosts who are left behind halfway. They have already become bones in the ditches on both sides of the road.

Lin Zhe picked up Nosuke Kamakura's drawing board and drew several Q-version characters on it.

"Are you willing to accept this style of painting? If so, we can talk about the conditions of cooperation."

"Of course, that's exactly the style I like."

Kamakura Nosuke was very happy, because the characters drawn by Lin Zhe were very in line with his aesthetics.

But as if he had thought of something, he bowed in embarrassment and begged, "I'm really sorry, I know it's rude to ask now, but can you pay a deposit of 2 yuan first?"

Before Lin Zhe could answer, the little assistant yelled angrily, "You need a deposit before you start talking, which is against the rules."

But after 5 minutes, Yu Juan understood why Kamakura Nosuke had to put forward the deposit first.

The debt collectors came.

Darkness will.

They spoke broken Wei dialect, mixed with a special curse of a plant.

And they started smashing the door as soon as they entered, which is not civilized at all.

"Hey, what are you two looking at? Why don't you go away? Grass~~"

Lin Zhe also understood why Kamakura Nosuke recognized himself as a debt collector when they met just now.

Because he spoke the Da Wei dialect, Yu Juan had to translate it.

These gangsters turned out to be Wei people.

It's really hard to like when fellow villagers see fellow villagers.

(End of this chapter)