Rebirth of the Father of Anime

This time He Chen traveled to Europe in a light and simple way. The only people accompanying him were He Chen's personal translator and bodyguard Ling Yan - actually it was because Ling Yan's grandpa was also going this time and happened to want to go sightseeing in Europe, so he followed him. .

Of course, after learning the lesson he learned last time in Tokyo, He Chen would no longer be so casual.

After all, he is considered a famous figure now. He must be a heavyweight character who is at the top of the kidnapping lists of many vicious kidnappers. Naturally, he cannot be careless.

So Zhou Zhe arranged for He Chen to have a very good one among the bodyguards he recruited, as a driver and attendant.

This had been arranged for He Chen a long time ago, but there was no limit to He Chen's residence. So this bodyguard has been on standby at the company headquarters, receiving a high salary as a personal bodyguard, and doing leisurely work as a security guard. If his peers find out, I am afraid he will be envied by bodyguards all over the world.

As for his strength, He Chen didn't know how to test it. After all, he didn't have Bulma by his side, so he couldn't make "Dragon Ball" glasses, and his combat effectiveness could be seen at a glance.

However, after Ling Yan saw it, he nodded firmly to He Chen and said, "This person is very powerful!"

After hearing this, He Chen was shocked and turned to look. The man had an unattractive appearance, steady eyes, and a burly figure. He didn't look as good as a fitness instructor, but He Chen had no doubt about the terrifying power that could be unleashed from those thick arms.

He Chen thought to himself, how could Ling Yan see that he was "very powerful" at a glance? Could it be that Ling Yan has already mastered the legendary human radar - breath sensing?

"Ling Yan, how did you see it?" He Chen asked Ling Yan in a low voice, extremely curious about this magical ability.

Ling Yan said calmly: "I have seen him in the army."

"..."

He Chen was filled with grief and anger. Couldn't he be allowed to keep his young heart?

Anyway. No matter what this man's strength is, He Chen is also reassured by him because Zhou Zhe has obtained a gun license... For He Chen, who lives in a peaceful era, the sense of security brought by a gun is not No other skill can match it.

for example. When a person robs you and you say I know Kung Fu, even if you can beat him to death, he will still come and rob you.

But when you say you have a gun, he will definitely turn around and run away, and maybe even leave the money in his pocket for you.

This is the difference.

He Chen went with Ling Qianshan. Ling Qianshan also brought two people with him, one was a bodyguard. After all, he was considered a treasure of the country. Even if he didn't take him with him, the country had to be worthy, otherwise something would happen. That is a huge loss to the country. The other is his student, Wu Ze, He Chen’s teacher in college.

This is an art exchange meeting, not a wolf in a tiger's den. There is no need to make a big fanfare and support each other. The two of them basically dress lightly and keep things simple.

"Grandpa Ling, Angkor." In the VIP area of ​​the airport. Wearing sunglasses and a hat, He Chen, who looked low-key and outstanding, greeted the two of them familiarly.

Ling Qianshan smiled and shook his head: "It's like a spy connection."

VIP passages and VIP lounges can easily block out all worries.

For this luxurious and considerate gesture, He Chen wants to give 32 likes.

Without waiting for He Chen's reply, Wu Ze joked to He Chen: "Teacher, now Master He Chen is an idol-level art master who values ​​both talent and appearance, wisdom and wealth, and is well-known at home and abroad, especially since he is not married yet. His popularity is unmatched by you.”

He Chen looked helpless. He sometimes went to school for classes. Tianman's cooperation with Yanjing University was also very in-depth. Speaking of which, the two of them were closer now than when He Chen was at school.

Looked at He Chen. Wu Ze sighed in his heart. He was worthy of being noticed as soon as the school started. He was a rare talent in China that could only be seen in a hundred years.

He himself was once hailed as a genius, and his journey was smooth sailing. He had the famous teacher Ling Qianshan as his teacher, and he also made a little name for himself, but now he is still a lecturer.

On the other hand, He Chen, his student, did not have a famous teacher - he could not teach He Chen anything at all. He relied entirely on his own talent to create a brand new art - comics, and was hired back as a professor before he graduated.

In just a few years, he has created a new generation and is famous all over the world. He must be a master-level figure.

At this World Art Exchange Conference in Europe, he himself was only favored and supported by his teacher Ling Qianshan. He was lucky enough to participate as an assistant, and He Chen was among the invitees, which is enough to show that the world recognizes him.

With such a talent, he couldn't even feel envious. He could only sigh with emotion - How could such a monster be born in the world? This unscientific!

As for this trip to Europe, He Chen also felt a lot of pain in his balls.

If this was a comics exchange summit, He Chen wouldn't be able to finish talking even if he talked for three days and nights. But this is an "art" exchange meeting. He Chen has always had a dark eye for "art", the most advanced thing in human history.

He can draw well and is proficient in various painting techniques. Even ink painting, oil painting, and gouache painting, he has redeemed them from the system, and has tried to use his techniques in comics. In terms of painting ability alone, he can proudly say that he is definitely not inferior to anyone in the world.

But the "exchange meeting" focuses on "communication". Let him explain why he painted like this? Or what kind of deep connotation do you want to express in this painting?

What a nonsense explanation.

He doesn't know why he painted it like this.

Could it be that "Hey, there is an omnipotent system in my soul. After exchanging the painting skills, any painting I draw can directly show where to use how much force, what color, and what kind of strokes." ."?

In this case, he is not like a master of comics or art, but more like a master of secondary school. He is still the kind of medicine that cannot be stopped.

As the saying goes, there is a thin line between genius and madness.

If he hadn't said this, He Chen would have been a master admired by the world. If he had said this, He Chen might have been sent to a mental hospital to receive treatment from Professor Yang.

Therefore, He Chen has always been afraid of this kind of so-called "exchange" meeting. Moreover, apart from increasing He Chen's personal prowess, these gadgets have almost no help to his animation career. Therefore, invitations to some domestic art exhibitions are basically rejected because they are "too busy drawing comics."

But this time it was Ling Yan's grandfather Ling Qianshan who invited him. Moreover, the system also asked him to go to Berlin to collect information - Berlin was where the exchange meeting was held.

Faced with the temptation of "Fullmetal Alchemist" and the friendship that Ling Yan had helped him for so long, He Chen had no choice but to go.

So He Chen finally agreed, but this time he had the mentality of watching the masters showing off and learning the profound skills of showing off. Enrich your pretentious posture for similar things you may face in the future.

He adheres to the principle of "not speaking" and guarantees that during the "exchange meeting", he will not speak if he can. He knows that the more he talks, the more likely he is to make mistakes, and the less he says, the less likely he will be wrong. Not bad.

At the same time, we will also take a look at the European comics market and experience the atmosphere here personally, so that we can develop the market in a targeted and targeted manner in the future, and it is best to seek a group of partners.

Those who negotiated with Zhou Zhe for a long time without reaching an agreement were all big companies, and they all had their own main markets. The desire is not so strong when it comes to works that are not in line with their market.

He Chen considered that if it didn't work out, he could just bypass them and establish the Tianman branch directly here. Although funds have been a little tight recently, there is still no problem in establishing a bridgehead to enter the European market.

It’s just that I’m not very clear about the attitude of the government here, and I don’t know whether it will let it carry out “cultural invasion”, so I haven’t had in-depth exchanges with them. He Chen was still unsure about paying attention.

Among the people who came with He Chen, there were also Yi Jingshuo and Mamizi who came to see him off. He Chen's formation was scheduled for the day after the Golden Melody Awards. Yi Jingshuo rushed back almost as soon as the Golden Melody Awards were over. , before he had time to be gentle, he had to send He Chen away again.

This time, it was the longest separation between the two.

Yi Jingshuo was used to falling asleep listening to He Chen's questions every day, and was quite reluctant to leave He Chen.

However, "Farewell with Tears" is both romantic and bloody. Things that can easily greatly stimulate the secretion of male and female hormones did not happen to Yi Jingshuo.

"Pay attention to safety." Yi Jingshuo silently adjusted He Chen's collar.

"Yes." He Chen hugged Yi Jingshu's waist and kissed her forehead gently.

"Be careful about the woman over there." Yi Jingshuo continued.

"……Well."

"The women over there are very enthusiastic, especially those who are proud of being married to celebrities. You must protect your virginity. You are mine, so you have to keep me to eat."

"..." He Chen suddenly felt strange in his heart, as if Yi Jingshuo was a man and he was a woman.

"It's legal over there. You're not allowed to go to prostitutes. It's very dirty and makes me sick. There's also AIDS, syphilis..."

"..." He Chen was speechless.

"If you let me know that you were eaten by someone else...then I will be heartbroken. If I am sad, I will do something that even I am afraid of. Maybe I will break your legs. As for which one Legs, no need for me to say more, right?"

"..." He Chen shuddered.

"...If you can't help it, just masturbate to Ling Yan." Maybe she felt that her words were too much, so she was silent for a few seconds, and then Yi Jingshuo made the biggest concession.

He Chen thought about it and decided to forget it. If he did this, Ling Yan would kill him without Yi Jingshuo taking action.

"Don't worry, I will keep an eye on him." Ling Yan suddenly interrupted.

He Chen felt his hair suddenly stand on end. Did she hear everything he said just now?

Yi Jingshuo and Ling Yan also hugged each other and said solemnly: "Leave it to you!"

Then Yi Jingshuo said seriously to He Chen's bodyguard: "Nothing can happen."

The bodyguard nodded to Yi Jingshuo. Why did He Chen feel that he didn't look like his own bodyguard, but instead looked like Yi Jingshuo's bodyguard?

Before He Chen asked, Yi Jingshuo told He Chen, "This is one of the people arranged by the family. You can give me whatever you want. He is very reliable."

Depend on!

He Chen sighed silently, Zhou Zhe also hired bodyguards, I'm afraid those bodyguards' identities are very suspicious!

But knowing this, He Chen felt more relieved.

It was time to board the plane. After a few final greetings and farewells to Yi Jingshuo and Mamizi, He Chen and others boarded the plane.

"Mr. Chen, have a nice journey." Mamiko happily sent Congratulations to Chen on his way to the west. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please read it.)

PS: I was confused yesterday when I wrote, my head was so dizzy... I forgot that Yi Jingshuo sang "The Cruel Angel's Program of Action", my favorite song... Hey, just think it was because of the sensational effect of Miku. Didn't win the prize?

If the title here is written, a large number of people will definitely misunderstand it.

Will he be called a clickbait party in the future?

It’s hard to come up with a title.