"No, no! It's not what time I'm."

He Chen quickly denied that he had a premonition that once he admitted it, something very terrifying would appear. After thinking about it, his fame seemed not to be too great to dare to report it, so he admitted it calmly.

"Okay, let me tell you, I'm actually a porter."

“…”

Yi Jingge was silent for a moment and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, I'm so laughing to death. Do you still dare to say that you are a porter!"

After laughing, he looked at He Chen with contempt: "Did you see that I like his comics, so I pretend to be a great god? Humph, I have seen such small tricks too many times! Last week, I met three people who claimed to be porters!"

Yi Jingge looked up and down at He Chen, and curled her lips disdainfully: "Just because of your appearance, tsk tsk, let's go home and put on makeup again!"

He Chen was stunned at first, but he didn't expect that he would be pretended to be. This surprised him and a little surprised.

Then he looked at himself. Although he didn't look luxurious, he was clean and tidy. He touched his face and was not narcissistic, but he felt that his appearance was okay. He was not as good as those idol stars, but he was also considered pretty and handsome.

“…I’m a porter!”

I clearly reported my ID, but others didn't believe it. Is there anything more tragic than this?

"Hmph! The porter can create such a good story and draw such a cute pet. It must be a man with a story who pursues his dreams and is full of artistic atmosphere!"

Yi Jingge held her hands in front of her chest and described her dream "porter" to He Chen.

"You guy, you haven't even grown all your hair, how could you create such a wonderful story?"

I'm sorry for not having artistic atmosphere!

He Chen felt in his heart that although he copied these comics from the system, he had seen those cartoonists in his previous life and did not feel that those people had any special aura.

So, fantasy is full, reality is skinny.

Yi Jingge's eyes turned and suddenly said, "Unless, you have evidence to prove that you are a porter!"

prove?

Yi Jingge pushed the computer in front of He Chen. She had already logged out of her account, then pointed to the login above, signaling He Chen. Her bright eyes hit He Chen like a searchlight, and even her sunglasses could not be covered.

The best way to prove your identity is to log in to Dmfun's account. The IDs here are unique and cannot be repeated. As long as you log in, you can see them at a glance at the ID.

But He Chen couldn't do this the easiest way.

"Sorry, I can't log in to this. The account is limited to logging in on only a few computers. Any other computer cannot log in even if it knows the password."

He Chen’s account is very important, but he has the highest authority for Dmfun and has a comic account that earns hundreds of thousands of yuan a day in the background.

If it is stolen, it will be a big problem, so Luo Hao took special security measures for He Chen's account.

Yi Jingying chuckled, as if she had expected this: "Hmph! They are all stinky men, and this kind of excuse is already ruined. Wouldn't they change something new?"

"I can't log in, but I can draw it!"

As long as you draw it, you should be able to prove your identity.

But Yi Jingying still doesn't like this: "Creation is difficult, but imitation is too simple. I have seen two people who can copy the paintings of the great god."

"Not this can do it?! What about the story? I know the plot later, so no one else will know about it!"

"Haha, the story of the next chapter can be inferred. If it is a long story afterwards, only the porter god in the world knows that if you are right, you can't prove it now; if you are wrong, you will have already run away and will have no effect on you."

Big breasts and brainlessness are indeed correct.

Yi Jingying has a flat chest and a very flexible mind. She can hear the problem as soon as she hears it.

Now He Chen has no way to prove his identity...

Hey, it seems something is wrong, why should he prove his identity?

After thinking for a long time, He Chen suddenly realized that there was no need to prove that he was a porter. Even if she misunderstood what time it was, what would it be like? Can you still eat it?

Thinking of this, I no longer have any worries in my heart.

"Okay, I can't prove it, just pretend I'm not a porter."

"...what is the time you are?!" Yi Jingying said viciously again, and all the conversation seemed to have returned to the starting point.

He Chen looked at her lazily: "Whatever you think, even if I am, what do you want?"

"you……"

Yi Jingge was about to get angry when she was choked by He Chen.

If you think about it carefully, she just hates saying that Digimon is better than Pokemon and wants to correct his wrong ideas.

"Hmph! The ugly pets of Digimon are not as good as those of "Pokemon" at all!"

"Well, there is no way to tell which of these two looks better. If you insist on saying it, you can only say that each has its own characteristics."

He Chen explained his views to him, not as an author, but as a reader.

"The story of "Pokemon" is single, with a clear main line, and it is a humorous and funny stream. The pets try to be more cute as possible, and the overall rhythm is very bright. Although "Digimon" has the same theme, compared with the overhead continent with Pokemon, it is a time-travel flow, and the feeling of inclusion is far greater than that of "Pokemon". It is a funny and passionate stream, and there are battles at the beginning, and the plot fluctuates, which makes it easier to arouse the readers' passion."

When Yi Jingye heard He Chen's analysis, he compared it in his heart, isn't it right?

Although she doesn't like the vicious pets of Digimon, she can't help but worry about them when she saw those children being called into that world and encountering monster attacks at the beginning.

"I can't tell, you are a good person!" Yi Jingge raised her chin, sniffed, and said to He Chen, "Can you analyze why the great god didn't draw such a story in "Pokemon"? Instead, it opened another one?"

He Chen thought for a while and said with certainty: "Picture style!"

"Picture style? What?"

He Chen is the only one who talks about comics in the world, so the concept of painting style is not yet known.

"As the name suggests, the style of painting is the style of painting!" He Chen said, "Different stories and different characters should also match the style of painting. Just like the faces in comedy, various faces represent various personalities."

Yi Jingge nodded, and after saying this, she immediately understood.

"The Pokemons need to be more humorous and relaxed, so you can't use a depressing style. Therefore, what you see is these cute Pokémons now, even the caterpillars are very beautiful!"

"Because in order to show combat and rescue, a slightly suppressed style must be used to make those pets look wild and powerful. The style of "Pokemon" is not suitable for this, so "Digimon" appears."

Seeing Yi Jingge seemingly ignorant, He Chen said again: "Have you read the novel? Just like in the novel, the enemy must write unforgivable things. In this way, the battle will make readers more arouse their hatred and enemies, and after defeating, they will be more refreshed... Just like the person who was entangled with you just now, it will be no good thing at first glance!"

Yi Jingge's eyes lit up, she looked at the man next to Luo Hao, and then nodded vigorously to He Chen.

When the man saw Yi Jingge looking at him, he was about to show a smile that he thought was elegant when he saw Yi Jingge turning his head to nod at He Chen, his smile froze on his face, and he glanced at He Chen viciously.

After looking at the time, the plane was about to arrive in Yanjing.

He Chen asked for paper and pen from the flight attendant. Yi Jingge said, "Do you finally want my signature? Humph, I didn't want to sign for you, but seeing that you like comics so much and told me so many things, I will show you a mercy! After that, I want me to write, I won't write if it's too naughty!"

Yi Jingge said as she reached out and was about to take the paper and pen, but He Chen did not let go and gave her a blank look.

"Who wants the signature of you, the little star!"

Yi Jingying seemed to be unable to believe it, pointed at her nose and said in surprise: "I, little star?"

He Chen glanced at her chest without leaving any trace and nodded: "'Little' star!"

"Go to die! I'll tell you, don't want my signature in the future!" Yi Jingge was furious.

He Chen ignored Yi Jingge and quickly outlined two faces on paper with the sketching ability given to him by the system.

A line is soft, sweet and cute, like an angel.

A line is tough and full of heroism, like a queen.

They are obviously the same person, but they draw two temperaments.

After finishing the drawing, He Chen thought about it and left his signature "He Chen" underneath, and then handed the paper to Yi Jingge.

Yi Jingge began to get angry, but looking at the gradually plump lines on the paper, anger turned into curiosity, and finally became shock.

The first time she saw someone who could draw a person's paintings slightly changed the weight and style of the brush, and his temperament changed drastically.

Is this the true meaning of the painting style?

"Give me?"

"For the sake of 'destined', I'll give it to you... Don't? I'll throw it away!"

"Hey!"

He Chen pretended to rub it off, and Yi Jingge hurriedly stood up and took it, almost throwing his body into He Chen's arms.

"For the first time, I think such a simple sketch is better than an artistic photo... Just the two words below, it's so annoying! I think I am a big star, who would like to have your broken signature!"

He Chen touched his nose, and the news that was about to land had already sounded on the radio, and he smiled and said, "I drew it with a pencil, if you don't like it, just wipe it off."

"Hmph! I must erase it! I want to write my name!"

Yi Jingge gently clamped the painting into her bag and said to He Chen with a sweet voice.

The plane landed and everyone was ready to get off the plane.

Yi Jingge suddenly said to He Chen: "Are you really a porter?" His eyes were hopeful.

"So what? Anyway, you won't believe it anymore."

He Chen smiled slightly.

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Chapter completed!