[Brothers, Lao Jiang has fallen to the fifth place of the newcomer list! Now I can’t even keep the newcomer list. It’s a bleak thing to push like this! Please help! Don’t be stingy with the votes in your hands! Blow at Lao Jiang hard! Spit blood and ask for votes, thank you everyone!]

Li Xuan was impatiently waiting and said anxiously: "Jiangxi Wen, what are you two saying?"

"Don't worry, I won't sell the country yet. This little Japanese just wants to ask for directions. I'll take him there later." After Jiangxi Wen said that, he shook his head and sighed: "Oh, no knowledge will kill people."

This was just to tease Li Xuan, who had developed limbs, but when Ziqing heard it, she felt very ashamed and her face turned red. She looked up at Jiangxiwen and said seriously: "Little classmate, you speak Japanese so well, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Jiangxi Wen say, "Li Xuan, I'm leaving, take good care of your girlfriend, don't mess around anymore." He then greeted the Japanese young man and turned back to the alley.

"No, he is not my boyfriend..." Ziqing hurriedly explained after hearing Jiangxi Wen's words, but Jiangxi Wen had already strided away and left the alley with the Japanese youth.

Li Xuan scratched his head and said, "Ziqing, a little brat, my old leader's granddaughter's classmate, there is no need to talk to him so much, anyway, we can know it ourselves."

"Luckily Yuling is not here, otherwise she would have misunderstood me."

"How can it be? She is your classmate and your good friend." Li Xuan smiled and said, "I'm leaving, I'm going to find her at Yangjiang Normal University. I'll take you back to school so I won't encounter hooligans again."

"That was not a hooligan just now, thanks to this young classmate." Ziqing said seriously.

Li Xuan scratched his head again and said, "I understand, Ziqing, I love being serious, let's go."

Let’s not talk about Li Xuan and the others for now. Jiangxi Wen took the Japanese youth into a taxi and drove all the way. He soon arrived at the only five-star foreign-related hotel in Yangjiang.

In the car, Jiangxi Wen learned that the Japanese young man was named Inaba Qingnan, who was a Japanese young cartoonist. However, Jiangxi Wen had never heard of his name.

What made Jiangxi Wen even more open was that the thin man in glasses actually said that he had learned painting from Masami Cheda, Akira Toriyama, and Hojoji, but everyone's style of painting was not what he wanted. It was not until one day that he came into contact with Chinese culture that he found the style he really liked and published two or three comics, but unfortunately it was not popular in the Japanese market.

It seems that he is a scholar who is not recognized by talent. Jiangxi Wen thought to himself, no matter whether he is bragging or not, it is quite happy to chat with him. Even if he guesses and puzzles, he can learn a lot of Japanese.

Jiangxi Wen is very familiar with Chinese classical culture and Japanese animation, which also makes Inaba Qingnan more and more interested. When talking about his purpose in China, it was because a publishing house editor in Taiwan invited him to draw some Chinese martial arts story-style comics. He never agreed, because although he likes Chinese culture, he always lacks a kind of resonance and is afraid that he will fail again.

This time he came to China alone to experience Chinese culture personally. After more than two months of travel, he has found a feeling and basically created a new Chinese style in his painting style.

Soon the car arrived at the Yangjiang Hotel. The young man from Inaba was very enthusiastic and forced Jiangxi Wen to his room. When Jiangxi Wen was wondering if this guy was a glass, the young man from Inaba took out some of his own paintings and asked Jiangxi Wen to evaluate it.

The first painting attracted Jiangxi literature. Yan Qing, the prodigal son, has beautiful lines, a chivalrous style and sharp overall, which perfectly combines classical and fantasy elements.

The next few copies include landscapes and beauties. Jiangxi Wen thought about it, and perhaps her works could be published before the advent of the Internet era.

"Daoye, is your comic lacking stories?"

When the young man from Inaba heard this, he nodded repeatedly, then bowed again and said, "Xiwenjun, can you help me find someone who can write Chinese stories? My writing ability is very poor."

Jiangxi Wen thought the thin man was very cute, and immediately smiled and said, "Okay, the person who can write stories is right in front of you."

"Are you? That's great." Inaba's young man didn't doubt at all. He was as happy as a child. "Why don't we talk about the specific story tonight."

Jiangxi Wen made a helpless gesture and said, "I am still a student, I want to go home, otherwise my parents would say they are worried. Tomorrow, I will come here to find you tomorrow."

The young man in Inaba did not hide his disappointment, but then he became happy: "Okay, Xiwenjun, I will wait for you tomorrow morning."

The next morning, Wen from Jiangxi went to Wang Wu's house on time, and it was the day to learn boxing again. But Wang Wu was listless today. After asking for a long time, the straightforward man said that he saw the old company commander today, but the company commander seemed to not know him and ignored him.

Jiangxi Wen comforted him for a long time, but Wang Wu could not let go. If it were someone else, Jiangxi Wen might have made up a lie to him, saying that the company commander deliberately teased him, but Jiangxi Wen would never lie to Wang Wu, and he would not want to say even a kind lie.

Being with this big guy who is both a teacher and a friend made Jiangxi Wen see the purest and cleanest side of his heart, no pressure or restraint, a pure man and a pure fist.

It was about to make an appointment with the Japanese skinny man, Jiangxi Wen had to say goodbye. He took a taxi to Yangjiang Hotel. The door of the Inaba Light Man was open, and this guy was lying on his head.

Jiangxi Wen prefers to call the light man as a thin man. The pronunciation of the light man in Aoye is really awkward for him. When Daoye heard Jiangxi Wen call him, he just nodded and continued to create.

Sure enough, he had the style of an artist. When he played art, he couldn't care about anything. A few minutes later, a man in his thirties came in outside the door. He politely extended his hand to Jiangxi Wen and introduced himself that it was a Japanese translator of the hotel and was temporarily invited by Inaba.

It's okay, otherwise there will be too many talks in a while and I'm afraid I won't be able to communicate. Jiangxi Wen thinks that Daoye's work is also quite meticulous.

After waiting for about half an hour, a painting by Daoye was completed. Hong Qigong fought against Ouyang Feng in seven consecutive moves, which was wonderful and gorgeous, without losing the taste of chivalrous culture.

When Jiangxi Wen was admiring the painting, Inaba kept bowing to him and the translator in order to apologize for his impoliteness when painting just now, fully reflecting the humble side of the Japanese.

Jiangxi Wen asked him to pray. When SSUN was developing programs for Japanese-funded enterprises, he had received such etiquette many times. At first, he was a little uncomfortable. After a long time, he simply regarded it as their apology to the land of China for the crime of invasion of China that year, and he felt at ease.
Chapter completed!