I'm on the peninsula, and I start living with my aunt and my teammates.

Chapter 1: Auntie, you really made me cry.

"Hey, where is your kid now?"

As soon as Lin Yan answered the phone, the editor's roar came from the other side.

"Uncle Ken, you know me. I never like that kind of situation." He knew Hirai Ken's character very well. After all, the two of them have been together for three years.

The relationship between cartoonists and editors is like fish and water. No one can live without the other. I have been able to transform from a little-known Chinese rookie to a well-known new cartoonist today. All of this is inseparable from the person on the other side of the phone. Editor's help.

"The award ceremony is too late, so when will your new manuscript be handed in?"

Ken Hirai, a senior editor, felt that his blood pressure had been much higher since he took Lin Yan into his care. It was even higher than when he was tutoring his second daughter with homework, and the few hairs he had left were beginning to be in danger.

His daughter is not smart because she accidentally hit her head when she was a child, and this kid is just lazy.

Cartoonist, it’s a profession that doesn’t feel normal without some quirks.

"Uncle Jian...I can't hear clearly what you said..."

Lin Yan deliberately pulled the phone farther away, pretending that the signal was not good.

"Do you want me to come to your house now?" Ken Hirai doesn't like this. Sometimes, urging manuscripts is more demanding than debt collection. It's not that old editors can't adapt to it at all.

"No need, hey."

"then you……"

Before Ken Hirai could finish what he said, Lin Yan quickly stopped the conversation: "Uncle Ken, I plan to go out to collect information and prepare for opening a new pit, so the manuscript must be postponed a little bit."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly hung up the phone and continued to pack his things.

Lin Yan's residence in this city is not too big. After all, he has lived here for more than three years, whether it is a long time or a short time.

The room was very clean.

The only place that seems messy is probably a place that looks like a studio, with scattered papers and unfinished drawings everywhere.

If any fans see these manuscripts, I believe they will immediately recognize that this is a popular shojo manga that just ended.

Yes, Lin Yan is a girl comic writer, and a girl cartoonist who has just won an award and whose works have been adapted.

"Oh, I don't know when I will meet my Mamiko."

He picked up a manuscript, looked at the heroine written by himself, and sighed quietly.

As a girl cartoonist, contrary to popular speculation, Lin Yan has not been in love yet, and has never even held a girl's hand.

Commonly known as: Otaku.

This broke the hearts of Lin Yan's relatives, especially his aunt.

What's more, Lin Yan has a hobby that he is shy about talking about, that is, his aesthetic point of view is different from most people. He likes relatively older girls.

If he had to choose between 28 years old and 28 years old, Lin Yan would definitely choose 38 years old. 48 years old is not impossible, [-] years old...

Well, it's a bit unlikely. Only those who are very beautiful or very rich should consider it.

"Uncle Jian, don't blame me. I didn't mean to run away. When I find inspiration, I will deliver the manuscript on time."

Lin Yan patted the packed suitcase and looked at the tickets he had booked in advance.

He just took this opportunity to relax after finishing the manuscript. He also received the award and the money. If he forced himself to work, it would be an act against humanity. It was time to take a rest.

No, it cannot be called rest, it should be called collecting wind.

Yes, just use this reason to fool Uncle Hirai. I believe he will be surprised when he sees his empty apartment in a few days.

If you have the ability, go to another country and find me.

Goodbye, editor who only knows how to push manuscripts.

Goodbye, lovely little fans.

Goodbye, this city that brought me fame and money.

He needs a fresh start.

"Auntie..."

"Hey, hey, I told you not to call me that. I feel so old."

Lin Yan stood at the entrance of the airport and talked on the phone helplessly: "Then what should my name be?"

"Don't call me aunt, call me tiffany."

"Aunt Tiffany?"

"Yeah, you want to die, don't you?"

The female voice on the other side of the phone suddenly became louder.

Lin Yan put the phone away from a distance. His aunt was indeed one of the lead singers of the national girl group, and her voice was really loud.

"Auntie, my mother is your sister. Isn't it normal for me to call you that?" "Okay, I won't argue with you about this. Have you gotten off the plane?" A woman named Tiffany may feel that she can't be more stubborn than her nephew, so Decisively changed the topic.

This little guy makes me feel several years older every time I talk to him, it's so annoying.

"Well, just arrived."

"That's good. Why did you suddenly think of coming here? I've never heard of you before."

"Auntie, I want to see the place where you have struggled. Aren't you going to come back in a while?"

"Ah, yes, I want to go back too..." Tiffany's tone was a little evasive, and she seemed to be feeling guilty.

"Auntie, you said you arranged a place for me to live. You should tell me now, right?"

Lin Yan wrapped up his clothes. The weather in February was still slightly cool.

"Well, I'll send you an address. Just go there. The key is on the lower left corner of the carpet at the door."

"Is it okay if I just go and stay?" Lin Yan didn't trust his unreliable aunt. She did do some rash things sometimes.

"Yes, it's not very simple for my aunt to buy a house for you."

Tiffany is not happy that her ability to do things is being questioned.

Lin Yan quickly flattered her: "Yes, my aunt is a member of the national girl group, there is absolutely no problem."

His aunt liked to hear those compliments.

"I told you to find someone to pick you up, but if you don't do it, it will be troublesome to leave by yourself."

"Auntie, I am 23 years old."

"When did you grow up so big?"

"Guess what?"

Lin Yan hung up the phone speechlessly. If he continued chatting, his aunt's CPU would probably burn out in a while.

He walked out of the airport, hailed a taxi, reported the address he had just obtained, and then looked out the window with his arms on his hands.

Lin Yan, male, 23 years old.

Born in [-], he may have just graduated from college in many places, but at this time, the man was already a well-known cartoonist.

However, although Lin Yan works in that Two-dimensional country, in terms of blood and nationality, he is an out-and-out Chinese.

His aunt is American, and his mother is also American, but his father is Chinese. The love process of his parents is another story. In Lin Yan's impression, the most profound stories in childhood all come from that. Aunt named Tiffany.

The man once thought about it for ten days and ten nights but still couldn't figure out why his mother, a quiet beauty, had such an out-of-touch and unreliable sister.

When Lin Yan was young, he suffered a lot from his aunt who was less than ten years younger.

A certain Pani: Seven years old!

Well, there are advantages. He was able to embark on the path of a cartoonist thanks to the help of Aunt Tiffany. Otherwise, he would be a law or finance student now.

Therefore, Lin Yan always treated his aunt as an unreliable friend.

However, he never told his aunt what theme he painted.

There is not much difference between drawing comics and writing online articles. There is no scruple among like-minded people, but if friends and relatives find out, it will be very shameful, especially since Lin Yan draws a special subject.

Shoujo manga.

If that unscrupulous aunt found out that she, who had never been in love, was drawing girls' comics, she would definitely be laughed to death.

Therefore, we must ensure confidentiality.

When Lin Yan came here this time, he planned to stay for a year and a half, but he had no place to live abroad, so he had to ask his aunt for help.

Shouldn't there be any big problem?
After about an hour, the taxi finally took Lin Yan to his destination.

This is a very high-end neighborhood.

"My aunt turns out to be reliable sometimes."

He nodded secretly, and then followed the road signs to find the address on the text message.

key……

The lower left corner of the carpet at the door...

Hey, there really are.

Lin Yan opened the door.

then……

He was stunned at the same time as another small figure that appeared in the room.

(End of this chapter)