Bai Yueguang kills daily life

Chapter 38 This is a box

Covering her face with the quilt, Nan Xun felt a little dazed.

She blinked slightly, but it seemed that because of the long rest time during the day, she couldn't fall asleep at this time.

Nan Xun had no choice but to close his eyes and start counting sheep.

But after counting more than 3000, Nan Xun's mind was still clear, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

She couldn't help but lifted the quilt.

There was a jug of water in the room, Nan Xun got up and poured a glass, and after Gulu Gulu drank it in one gulp, he let out a sharp breath.

But when Nan Xun was about to return to the bed, he suddenly found a small box under the table. The box was not high, but its width and length were not small.

Nan Xun was a little surprised.

Immediately afterwards, he squatted down and pulled the box out from under the table.

But the box is locked, and a combination is required to unlock it.

Nan Xun was a little taken aback.

What is the password...

After a pause, she desperately entered her most frequently used number: 5678.

But to Nan Xun's surprise, the lock was opened with this number! !
Nan Xun suppressed the surprise in her heart, but when she opened the box and saw the very familiar painting tools inside, she was a little dazed for a moment.

This is--

Fuck, she has been thinking about the digital tablet for a long time in her last life! !

In addition to the digital board, there are a lot of draft paper for drawing and various pens.

Nan Xun was overjoyed and surprised in his heart.

She didn't remember that it was written in the original book that the original owner could draw.

Moreover, this tablet is expensive...

Nan Xun had been a small eighteenth-line cartoonist in her previous life.

Not much money, but enough to support myself.

In addition, both of her parents died, and she was the only one left in the family, so no one cares about what she wants to live in the end.

Therefore, I directly chose to draw comics in the apartment I bought with my savings for several years.

Painting is one of Nanxun's hobbies.

But in the past life, because I didn’t have many tools at my fingertips, and because I didn’t want to have too much contact with the signed website, I devoted myself to handing in two chapters of manuscripts in every mood, and then waited for a small amount of manuscript fee every month. .

Anyway, enough to support himself, Nan Xun doesn't like to communicate with young readers, and the content and setting of the painting are not novel.

Therefore, I have been on the website as an [-]th-line Xiaopiaojie.

In addition, Nan Xun has no plans to find a boyfriend, so she has been living in the apartment all the time, and she has become a real "Miss Qianjin".

Apart from a few close friends and his editor, Nan Xun really didn't know many people.

Now, they are all transmigrated into a book. Nan Xun had already planned a path for himself, but the comics he had come into contact with and loved in his previous life suddenly came across him unexpectedly.

For a moment, Nan Xun felt a little complicated in his heart.

She sighed faintly, wanting to lock these things back into the box, but when she touched the tablet, she still couldn't help gritting her teeth.

In the end, she made up her mind, took out all the contents inside, and finally put it directly on the table, turned on the desktop computer on it, and connected it to the digital board.

After finishing her work, Nan Xun looked at this familiar tool with both helplessness and joy.

(End of this chapter)