Walking the Path of a Workaholic in Cliché Novels (QT) Chapter 139

“Chirp.” The two parrots shook their feathers comfortably as they entered An Yinong’s room.

It was winter vacation now, the eve of the New Year. It was raining outside and it felt cold and damp, but An Yinong’s room had a heater.

Although this bulky machine was very noisy, it was a luxury item that many people desired most in this era, and it was also a life-saving item for the cold-fearing An Yinong in winter.

Winter in Hong Kong was generally not cold, with the outdoor temperature above ten degrees. But recently, he didn’t know if it was because of cold air or something, the temperature had dropped below ten degrees and was raining, which dealt double damage.

If there were no central heating, ‘Yinong’ and ‘Gu Pan’ might have had to stop updating for a while due to ‘force majeure’.

“I heard from people that you two are friends and have a very close relationship. Why haven’t I heard you mention him?” Xie Jiu asked casually.

How to explain this, he and Gu Pan…he is Gu Pan.

An Yinong held his face up and looked at Xie Jiu: “We have a good relationship, right? Uncle Jiu is curious?”

“Compared to his comics, your “Monster City” is more suitable for animation. Are you giving up this opportunity because… he is your friend?”

Xie Jiu, who had only read the ‘Yinong’ comics, spoke as if it were true.

“No, no, Gu Pan’s “The Imperial Spirit Girl” has a wider audience. It is very impressive that it can attract both male and female readers. The audiences of “Legend of the Desert Heroes” and “Monster City” are mostly male.”

An Yinong analyzed it seriously, but in the eyes of others, it was a preference for “Gu Pan”.

This bystander was Xie Jiu.

Xie Jiu has always known that Yinong and Gu Pan have a good relationship, but he actually gave the first animation spot to Gu Pan, and made the decision directly as a director. So, has their relationship exceeded a certain limit?

“Sir?” At this moment, he remembered the two words that An Yinong once shouted at him, and Gu Pan’s new comic was called “Master Scholar”.

This comic is very famous and many female readers are discussing it. Even if Xie Jiu doesn’t care, he knows that “Master Scholar” is about a teacher-student love story between two people (ghosts) with huge differences in status.

There was a huge difference in their status, teacher and student… Considering that An Yinong had learned the painting and swordsmanship at an unknown time, Xie Jiu suddenly thought, could ‘Gu Pan’ be the ‘teacher’ who taught An Yinong to paint?

“Tiantong, don’t underestimate yourself. Of course, I know you and Gu Pan are friends. When friends see each other, there’s always something special. I don’t know what kind of person Gu Pan is. I really want to get to know him.”

Xie Jiu’s disguise was flawless, but An Yinong still sensed something was wrong with his sixth sense. He rolled his eyes and said, “He is older than me, a knowledgeable and gentle senior, and he once taught me swordsmanship.”

It was true. Xie Jiu became more and more certain of his guess: this shameless guy not only seduced a minor, but also secretly beautified the incident and drew it into a cartoon. No matter how mature Tiantong was, he was still a child after all, and didn’t know the filth and ugliness of adults.

Xie Jiu did not reveal his attitude. He even said in a friendly manner, “Really? That’s really good.”

“Yeah, come to think of it, he is a bit like Uncle Jiu. They both have a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes.” An Yinong smiled and looked at Xie Jiu, “Sure enough, beautiful people all have similarities.”

For a moment, Xie Jiu didn’t know whether he should be happy or angry.

“Uncle Jiu is a man, how can you describe him as handsome? Is Tiantong close to that Mr. ‘Gu Pan’? Since that ‘Gu Pan’ is your teacher, a teacher is like a father, and you should treat him like your own father.” Xie Jiu said seriously, his words were righteous.

“Okay, I’ll listen to Uncle Jiu.”

An Yinong’s cooperation finally made Xie Jiu feel relieved. One continued to paint while one looked at the other, until noon, when the president of the magazine called and said that a lot of things had been delivered to the magazine. The delivery worker said that Young Master He bought them in their supermarket and sent them there, so he came to inquire about the situation.

“I bought them. Each person gets a box of snacks, a box of fruit, and a 100-yuan supermarket voucher. The editor-in-chief gets another box of red wine. Oh, and the year-end bonus is just one month’s salary.”

An Yinong casually spent tens of thousands of dollars. As a working man, the president was of course very happy, and he could even hear faint cheers from the other end. He put down the phone with a smile and met Xie Jiu’s thoughtful expression.

“What’s wrong, Uncle Jiu? Are you feeling unwell?”

“Tiantong just suddenly reminded me that this year’s benefits have not been prepared yet. I was thinking about what I should prepare.” Xie Jiu, who has never given benefits other than year-end bonuses to employees, said.

Xie Jiu left, saying that he had to prepare employee benefits. An Yinong put down his paintbrush, held his cheek with one hand, and smiled like a little fox: “When did this happen? How come I didn’t notice it before?”

“What’s the matter?” The system popped up.

“You came?”

“Yes, if I don’t show up again, all you will know is the parrot.” The system said faintly.

Nearly a year had passed, and the host had gone from a fourth-grade student to a fifth-grade student. The New Year was approaching, but the mission progress was zero. The legendary mission target, Wen Long, was as quiet as if he were dead, but his adoptive father who had died long ago would appear in front of the host from time to time.

Why are you shaking? Will shaking increase your regret points?

That’s fine, but this adoptive father also raised an unlucky pet, saying something like “Xiexie” to grab the host’s attention and make him angry.

“I thought you didn’t want to pay attention to me.” An Yinong pinched the system. Considering that they might not meet again in this life, he decided to be nicer to the system.

“Hmph. By the way, host, what did you just say?”

“I suspect that Xie Jiu is interested in me.” An Yinong smiled wickedly.

“What?” The system jumped up, pointing at An Yinong and then at the next door, “Stepmother’s Literature?”

“…”

An Yinong stretched out his finger to flick the system away: “Can you put some normal things in your mind? What about stepmother literature? I have nothing to do with being a son.”

“It has nothing to do with being a son, but it has something to do with being an adoptive father?” The system, which had rolled around on the table, quickly got up. It had forgotten its mission and approached with a grin. “I think the way you two get along… is a little bit off?”

“What do you want to say?” An Yinong lowered his head to look at the system.

“There is adultery——” The system was ejected again, but even though it was ejected, it still loudly said the last word, “Love!”

“Ha.” An Yinong thought to himself: Do I need you to tell me this?

After the New Year’s Eve, the pace of the world seemed to speed up. The great cartoonist no longer had leisure time to paint. He was taken by his parents to meet various relatives and friends, and was also taken to various banquets.

“We only see each other once a year, and we go back after we see each other. Many people only come back to Hong Kong during the Chinese New Year, so I’ll go see them and let them see how good my children are.”

His growth this year made them see his potential. They no longer regarded An Yinong as a child, but as an adult who could go out and socialize.

Although He Chengjue had always been called an incompetent rich second generation, he had a lot of connections, including people in politics, business, and even in the gray area. As for Li Yufeng, she knew more people in the folk art circle.

In front of these people, An Yinong of course pretended to be good with his drinks. Anyway, he looked young and his voice was soft, so it would not be wrong to call him uncle, aunt, and so on.

There are often many people of the same age at these parties, but he don’t feel like they were hispeers. They no longer had much of a student vibe.

Yes, most of these families have several wives, and they have to compete with brothers and sisters from different fathers and mothers. Those who come out of the Gu-raising model would definitely mature more precociously and be more realistic.

They also came to find An Yinong, but the latter didn’t like the “interest” that were not hidden in their eyes, so he stayed away from He Chengjue and Li Yufeng, looking like a good boy who hasn’t left the greenhouse yet.

“I might as well go back and have hotpot with my husband,” he thought.

In fact, at this time, many wealthy people would choose to go abroad for vacation to celebrate the New Year. Some people would choose places covered with ice and snow, and some people chose to go to warmer places. But Grandpa He was a traditional person. He thought that the New Year should be celebrated at home.

It is said that the He family had two relatives who have settled abroad and will come back for the Chinese New Year.

“Master He.”

An Yinong turned his head and saw a brown-haired mixed-race boy. He recognized this man. His name was Zhang Rongsheng, and his English name was Richard. His father was a shipping businessman and his mother was an exotic dancer. He was considered an illegitimate child. He Chengjue had recently been working with the other party’s father to open up a shipping line.

An Yinong had to say that this scumbag dad was not the type to sit down and do business, but he did have a unique vision. Real estate and shipping were both industries that could make money in the future.

“Call me Tiantong.” An Yinong raised his signature smile, “Would you like to eat together?”

This was a buffet-style dance party. After eating, people go up to dance, and when they get tired, they come down to eat and chat. However, not many people actually sit down to eat.

“Okay.” The boy, who looked a little shy, sat down.

“I heard that the magazine ‘Huayou’ is yours, have you ever met Gu Pan?”

An Yinong thought that the other party was looking for him to make friends, but he didn’t expect that the young man thought for a long time and the first question he asked was this.

An Gu Pan himself Yinong picked up the juice and said, “I haven’t seen him. It’s the editor’s job to contact the author.”

“Well, can I meet him? Of course, it doesn’t matter if it’s not convenient recently, I can wait.” Zhang Rongsheng clenched his fists.

“…Excuse me, are you a fan of his books?” Looking at the way he clenched his fist, it didn’t look like he was going to meet his idol, but more like he was going to fight.

“No,” Zhang Rongsheng said, “I’m a fan of Yinong’s books.”

“…Calm down. Hitting people is wrong. I don’t think Yinong will be happy either. They are good friends.” An Yinong said seriously. This boy was two years younger than him. He was in his second year of middle school and it was easy for him to go astray.

Zhang Rongsheng shook his head: “I know, I’m just curious about what it’s like to be friends with Yinong and be protected by him.”

If that’s the case, shouldn’t he be more curious about what ‘Yinong’ looks like?

An Yinong asked, and the young man blushed and said, “I think he should be in his twenties or almost thirty, a mature man with elegant manners, knowledge and cultivation. I am embarrassed to meet him.” …Young man, your idea is very dangerous.

He patted the other person’s shoulder and stood up: “Stay closer to the work and farther away from the author.”

The young reader was successfully warned, and An Yinong left the party and drove through the streets decorated with lights. Various colorful neon lights, bright red lanterns, red couplets and banners brought the New Year atmosphere, and children in brightly colored clothes ran on the roadside.

Even the gangsters, who were usually hard to approach, smiled.

“It’s really the New Year.”

There was no festive atmosphere in the house with only a few people living there, and there was not much sign of the approaching New Year at the banquet just now. But the street in front of him reminded him that the celebration was really coming, his first New Year in this world.

An Yinong seemed to be infected by the atmosphere. He blew on the car window and then wrote on it: May everything go smoothly in the new year.

But in the end, he felt childish again and wiped off the words on the car window: “Uncle Cai, can we take a detour to the fireworks store? I want to buy some fireworks. Oh, by the way, I also want to buy some ingredients for hot pot.”

“Okay, Master, do you want to cook hot pot tonight?”

“Yeah, I didn’t eat much at the banquet, so I’m so hungry. I wonder if Mr. Xie next door would like to have a midnight snack?”