Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 1131 Firefighter vs. Cartoonist 74
Zhou Shu walked in, bypassing the scripts sealed on the ground. He had long legs, wore a black jacket over a black T-shirt, and had straight shoulders. He scoffed lightly, leaned back in a chair, and sat down. His profile was deep and slightly cold. "Aren't you afraid of getting distracted while playing on your phone?"

"If you keep arguing with me, I won't watch the shop for you anymore," Zhou Jinyao said, gnashing her teeth in anger as she watched Zhou Shu sitting there, and muttered under her breath, "You think you're so tough..."

"What?" He turned his head to the side.

Light and shadow danced and shifted, and the outlines became clearer inch by inch in the field of vision.

"It's nothing," Zhou Jinyao said quickly, then, as if remembering something, she put down her phone with a thud on the dark wooden table at the front desk and hurriedly told Zhou Shu, "A lady just came by and gave you a painting. She just left and you're back now, do you want to take a look?"

"painting?"

"Yeah, she said she's your friend, her name is... Lin Zhian? It's a pretty name, and she's really beautiful, with fair skin. Hey, bro, are you listening to me?"

Time seemed to stand still at some point.

Zhou Shu's gaze fell on the painting. In the dim light, he was sitting in a chair in the e-sports arena, his back slightly hunched, his long fingers crossed and casually resting on his knees. The veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible, and the lines of his wrist bones extending upwards were cold and hard.

The shop was dark, and the dim light of dusk half-lit floated across his chin.

His eyes always seemed serene.

"I remembered!"

Zhou Jinyao suddenly stood up abruptly, clapping her hands in realization, "I've heard you mention that name before! When you went to Zhoucheng that year, didn't you mention a little girl named Lin Zhian in the earthquake-stricken area? The one who kept crying!"

"I have a good memory, right?" Zhou Jinyao said proudly, "I can remember everything from all these years..."

Hey.

It's footsteps.

Neither light nor heavy.

He straightened his back inch by inch and stood up.

I walked slowly and deliberately to the picture frame leaning against the front desk.

I lingered there for a long time, my shoe tips touching the ground.

He bent down and picked up the huge picture frame.

The finger bones are long and well-defined.

Zhou Jinyao suddenly realized something. Wait a minute, if that's the case, isn't that girl the one his brother saved? Knowing Zhou Shu's personality, he definitely wouldn't accept this gift. Oh no!

"elder brother……"

The setting sun cast its rays upon him, creating undulating lines.

It has also illuminated the most rugged peaks, fulfilling his arrogance.

"Keep it."

In silence.

Three words of calm were uttered.

Later, when the canvas was lifted, the night was deep.

The Zero Matrix eSports Arena shimmers with a technological blue light in the night.

Zhou Shu stood alone in front of the painting, looking at it for a very long time.

The light and shadow in the painting, and the night outside the painting, seem to be telling a story in silence.

Even the most aloof moonlight will eventually listen to the hardships along the way for someone.

……

"Lin Zhian, something has happened."

Have you seen the news online?

"What?" Lin Zhian was already at the company when she received the call from the editor.

The editor told her, "Your latest comic, 'Your Voice,' has been found by Ji Yixuan's fans to be highly similar to the comic Ji Yixuan released two years ago. The paneling and character designs are almost identical. Now everyone online is saying that you plagiarized."

After hearing the whole story, Lin Zhian concluded, "Impossible."

No one understands the conception in her writing better than Lin Zhian.

No two leaves in the world are exactly alike, so plagiarism is impossible.

"You can take a look." The editor was also quite troubled. "The company will definitely protect Ji Yixuan, and I heard that her boyfriend is quite capable, plus..." The editor lowered his voice, "Hasn't the company always said that Ji Yixuan's father is the president of the Writers Association?"