Rebirth Dad with Mangaka System

With the business card given by Qin Mu, An Yilun and Yingli Li also came to Yingxue Street and stood in front of Qin Mu's residence.

When the doorbell rang, a Qingli girl wearing a JK suit trot out to open the door for them.

"Classmate Ueno?"

"Classmate Ze Cun? Classmate An Yi?"

The three of them were all high school students. When I saw them, I felt extremely complicated. After carefully verifying the address on the business card and making sure I didn’t go wrong, Eri looked at Ueno Mengzi with a little excitement. , That is a precursor to the inspiration of the artists and painters.

A cartoonist lives with a female high school student!From Yinglili's point of view, there seems to be something that has to be said ♀.

Ueno Mengzi brought the other party into the house, and after telling some basic situations, Yinglili's eyes on Ueno Mengzi gradually returned to normal, but only a little lost.

An Yilun also recounted his intentions.

"Look for Mr. Qin Mu, but Mr. Qin Mu took Xiaotian and Xiaoxue to buy drawing paper. I have texted to tell Mr. Qin Mu that the teacher should be back soon, please wait a moment."

Ueno Mengzi made a cup of black tea for the two, and treated them like a mistress.

"Really like Yamato Fuzi."

An Yilun also looked at the skill of Ueno Mengzi when he was entertaining himself, and simply sighed. As a result, Yinglili came to a double ponytail attack.

"His aunt."

After a cup of tea, Qin Mu came back, and the two little guys walked in with a plush doll of equal height, very cute.

" (Welcome back)."

Ueno Mengzi came out from inside, took Qin Mu's coat and manuscript paper in his hand, took Qin Tian and Qin Xue upstairs to play.

"Let you wait for a long time, Anyi classmates, do you have anything?" Qin Mu, dressed casually, said with a smile.

"Teacher Qin Mu! I'm sorry!" At the same time, the two people apologized for their 90-degree bow. "The first place in the spring benzine award should be "White Album 2" or "Fate of Fate" participated by Qin Mu. ", but I insulted this game."

"The two classmates stand up straight." Tan Mu said with ease, without any blame.

"If I guessed right, classmate An Yi's cousin should be called Sanyi Qingyi."

"Do you know?" An Yilun was also surprised.

"She's my little aunt." Tan Mu blinked playfully.

"Huh?" An Yilun also exclaimed at the same time as Yinglili.

...

Qin Mu told An Yilun that his wife was Qinglian Sannomiya, and An Yilun also looked at the cousin in front of him unbelievably.

An Yilun also only knew that her cousin Qinglian had eloped with a man four years ago, and then there was no news until the day when her cousin Qinglian had a car accident.

The Sannomiya family also blocked Qin Mu's information, so for An Yilun, she didn't know who her husband's husband was.

A few hours ago, Zhong Qiusheng just called Qin Mu and told him the internal news of Chunben Awards. Qin Mu learned that everything was the ghost of Sannomiya Qingyi for revenge.

Qin Mu doesn't care about these things. In college, because she robbed her sister, Sanyi Qingyi always likes to target herself everywhere. Although she is very smart, she is like a child in this regard.

And when Qin Mu, who is only 18 years old with a psychological age, is still a senior mansion, and learns that An Yilun is also his nephew, that kind of feeling is unbelievable.

"On this matter, I am actually sorry to say that, if it were not for me, Qing Yi would not involve you."

Qin Mu stood up and bowed ninety degrees: "Trouble you, sorry!"

An Yilun also quickly stood up with Yinglili in return.

The two sides apologized to each other for three minutes, and finally ended.

"We won't go to receive the award at Chunben Awards tomorrow. After all, this award does not belong to us. Tomorrow, I plan to apologize to the White Snow Society and the Orange Blossom Society."

Qin Mu felt that there was nothing wrong with An Yilun's treatment.

Qin Mu and An Yilun also chatted a few words. It was not early and An Yilun also got up and planned to leave.

After understanding, he looked a lot lighter, but Yinglili held the skirt tightly from beginning to end, and the doll-like delicate face was very tangled, but it was difficult to tell.

"Lun also sits here for a while, can Zecun students help me go to the back garden to tidy up the flowers?"

Qin Mu noticed that Yinglili had something to say to himself, but because An Yilun was also there, he had no chance to be alone, so he took the initiative to mention it.

"Well!" Seeing the opportunity of being alone, Yinglili stood up happily and went to the back garden with Qin Mu, leaving only An Yilun sitting on the sofa in the living room at a loss.

...

"Classmate Ze Cun should ask me questions." In the back garden, Tan Mu picked up the shower and watered it. "It should be a question about the painting of "The Glass of Liuli."

Yinglili followed behind, and "hmm" softly.

"Since I lost to Teacher Qin Mu last time, I was particularly unwilling. I wanted to defeat the teacher and wanted to draw a painting that Lun agreed with. In the end, what I drew gave people a sense of disobedience."

Yinglili said with a red face, because the paintings expressed Yinglili's feelings for An Yilun, and he only wanted to make An Yilun agree, that is to say, the original paintings were like a diary of a little girl, writing Like a boy, and when these diaries are seen, they will naturally be embarrassed.

"The teacher said last time that I was too restrictive and the painting was not free, but Yinglili didn't understand. If one person's painting can't satisfy the person he cherishes, how can this painting satisfy others? If When a person is painting, thinking about whether his painting can satisfy him is a constraint. What is freedom?"

"The person that Zecun classmate said is Lun." Qin Mu turned his head with a smile, just like a monk asked a puzzled little girl.

Yinglili's little face turned red, silently silent, in fact, it was the default.

"Actually, classmate Ze Cun has always made a mistake." Qin Mu put the shower down and sat on the Musuke behind.

"If an artist paints why? Is it for the reader? Or for the most important person in his heart?"

Qin Mu said slowly, somewhat enjoying the feeling of confusing others.

"Yinglili chooses between them, I don't think it is necessary.

"Because both are important."