The big adventure in Doraemon

After Chu Mushan sent Nobita, who was frustrated, home, he walked in the direction of the nearby convenience store, because since he was ready to draw comics and submit them, it would definitely be impossible to draw with amateur drawing paper brushes, otherwise the people of the publishing house might not be too lazy to look at it and throw it aside, regardless of whether the drawing skills are good or not, if the surface work is done well, there will always be less bumps.

Soon arrived at the nearby convenience store, originally thought that buying these tools to draw comics does not need too much money, but did not expect that drawing comics needed too many tools, as for Chu Mushan has the knowledge and memory of introductory comics, why do I not know what comic tools are needed, of course, because the memory is not completely absorbed, can only pick important knowledge to use freely. Other knowledge can only be remembered when encountered, for example, Chu Mushan entered the convenience store, originally just to buy some manuscript paper and a pen tip for painting, but saw the needle pen, and a series of uses and knowledge of the needle pen suddenly appeared in his mind.

So Chu Mushan bought all the ink, D nib, G nib and a series of comic tools. Finally, after two days, Chu Mushan used up all the pocket money that he had saved for a year, took the last 1,000 yuan bill on his body, and walked out of the convenience store in the happy welcome of the convenience boss in the next patronage, and suddenly made a business of 10,000 yuan, of course, the boss is not funny.

Chu Mushan looked at the time, the sky is starry and now it is more than eight o’clock, almost nine o’clock, if you walk back, it will be too slow, and your parents seem to leave work around nine o’clock, when the time is not lucky, if you run into it, it can be bad, looked at the last ticket in your hand, ruthlessly stopped the passing taxi directly, the old one does not go to the new one. And Chu Mushan can be so free, but because of the consciousness of the original body, if he goes home after nine o’clock and is discovered, it is estimated that he will not be so free, but I heard that Japanese taxis are very expensive, I don’t know if my thousand yuan is enough, it should be enough.

“Is there something wrong with the child? Why don’t you come home so late? The taxi driver looked at Chu Mushan who had not returned home at eight or nine o’clock strangely.

“Of course I’m going home, the driver is going to this location.” Chu Mushan pulled the car door and sat in, saying the address of his home.

Making a taxi is fast, of course, the ticket in my pocket is also fast, just such a little distance will cost Chu Mushan 500 yuan, the starting price alone is 320 yen, Chu Mushan can be regarded as knowing how crazy Japanese taxis are. Taking the five hundred yuan found by the taxi driver, he quickly walked into the yard and opened the door with his key, looking at the darkness in the house, obviously his parents had not returned yet, Chu Mushan was slightly relieved.

But speaking of being busy for so long, Chu Mushan has not eaten dinner, now that everything is done, his stomach is hungry all of a sudden, and he quickly warmed up the dinner that his parents prepared in the morning and then started, today’s food is quite good is steak rice, quite nutritious.

After eating, Chu Mushan cleaned everything up and returned to his room, ready to start drawing the comics that he had been “conceived” for a long time, first drawing all the characters and characters, and then the first episode of the first volume: The Selected Children. As soon as I started writing, I heard the door opening, it should be my parents coming back, followed by a gentle sound of going upstairs. Because the original body is generally ready to sleep at this time, Chu Mushan should feel that his parents in this life should be ready to see if he is asleep.

“Xiaoshirt, are you asleep? Kindness? Why haven’t you slept yet? The door was gently opened, and a soft female voice came, it was the mother of the little shirt. The little shirt mother looked at Chu Mushan who was still doing something at the desk and was slightly stunned, this is a rare situation, the little shirt mother thought that Chu Mushan did not finish his homework and did his homework here.

“Mom, didn’t I tell you in the morning, I want to take some time to learn how to draw comics, because I have already read all the books at home, and I want to find some of my hobbies.” Chu Mushan looked back at this familiar and strange mother, in fact, Chu Mushan did not know how to face the original parents, under the memory of the original body, Chu Mushan had feelings for the original parents, but it was not as close as the original body, but it was a little embarrassing.

“Okay, okay, kid you let Xiao Shi go, when did Xiao Shirt let us down? But Xiaoshirt, you must go to bed before eleven o’clock, you know. At this time, a thick and powerful male voice came, it turned out that the father of the little shirt came up and pulled the little shirt mother down, and the father always supported his children’s hobbies and interests.

“Got it.” Chu Mushan returned to a sound, watching his parents close the door and continue to draw comics, after all, there are various fighting skills in his mind but dare not use them easily, this feeling is really unpleasant, just a light backflip can make the muscles slightly strained, of course, ordinary people may not notice it, but Chu Mushan can detect it.

I don’t know how long it took, Chu Mushan was able to draw a third of the first sentence, as for why it was so fast, it was because Chu Mushan was completely copying, and he didn’t have to think about anything that Chu Mushan who had a comic book introduction had a character of a Digimon in his previous life, the main plot line, etc., Chu Mushan was simply not too easy to draw.

Looking at his brain, at half past ten, Chu Mushan sorted out his school bag a little, sorted out his drawing tools, and prepared to take it to school tomorrow to draw during the lunch break. After all, if there are no better medicinal materials and supplements, the unique exercise techniques in Chu Mushan’s mind cannot be used at all, otherwise it is completely pressing the body, just like Muay Thai’s desperate pressing body, and his physical fitness plummets after the age of thirty.

So before he had his own financial resources, Chu Mushan could only do sit-ups, running and the like. There is no need to think about medicinal baths and medicinal food, and there is no need to think about it. After doing the bedtime exercise, Chu Mushan directly slept with clothes, and today is indeed a little tired.