In late autumn, there is an autumn rain and a cold.

It was raining again this day, the temperature dropped further, and the air conditioner had been turned on in the comic studio.

The winter in Pujiang is wet and cold, and the cold air is so cold that it makes people feel scary.

At this time, it was dark early, and it was already dark at five o'clock, street lights were lit one after another, and the lights of thousands of homes were all bright.

In the Little Red Horse Comic Studio, everyone got off work one after another.

"Shopping to ski, are you going?"

"Oh, I'm going to go, so looking forward to it."

"Boss Zhang is mighty."

"I went to Sichuan and Hunan last year, and this year I went to Northeast China to ski, and I haven't skied yet."

...

Everyone was talking about it. The studio announced today that it was snowing in the northeast. In a few days, we organized everyone to go on vacation and go to the snow town for a few days, as a company benefit.

"Xiaoxue, aren't you off work yet?"

"I'll have something to do right now."

"Go home early, it's cold, so I need to add clothes."

"I know, so are you, bye."

"Bye-Bye."

Yang Xiaoxue said goodbye to her colleagues, and soon she was the only one left in the office.

When there was no one, she sighed helplessly, feeling a little worried.

Nowadays, the Little Red Horse Comic Studio is booming, and there are three projects being done, namely "The Ming Yue of Qin", "The Insect Master", and "The Swordsman's Life and Death Fight".

Among them, the person in charge of "The Ming Yue of Qin" is Xin Xiaoguang, the person in charge of "The Insect Master" is Liu Xiangsheng, and the person in charge of "The Sword and Heroes' Life and Death Fight" is Xu Qizhe.

Three people, each of them shared a piece.

In addition, there is Wu Shiying, who is not specifically responsible for comics, mainly connecting comics and film and television companies, and being independent to the outside world.

Not long ago, Zhang Tan found her to chat and intended to let her be responsible for the other part independently, but he did not say what project she was responsible for.

Yang Xiaoxue naturally thought that Zhang Tan probably wanted to test her to see what works she could produce.

Yang Xiaoxue cherishes such an opportunity very much. Before she came to Xiaohongma, she was a comic artist with a certain reputation. She had painted some works and accumulated some creativity. However, these creativity now seem to be not very outstanding.

After staying in Little Red Horse for a long time, her vision and aesthetics also improved unconsciously. She subconsciously compared her creativity with "The Ming Yue of Qin" and "The Dream Journey", and naturally felt that her creativity was overshadowed, and her confidence was hit.

Several days have passed since Zhang Tan talked to her. She has not come up with a better plan and is getting more and more irritable.

The studio was empty. She sat for a while and looked at the dark night outside the window. Various nice little breasts sounds came from the classroom next to her. Her irritable heart was relieved, and her dizzy and extremely heavy head was much better.

She got up to pack her things, and when she got home from work, she found that it was raining heavily and the temperature was very cold.

She shivered and stood under the eaves and didn't know what to do.

“hiahiahia~~~~”

Suddenly, laughter came from her ears. She turned her head and saw a child coming out under the eaves next door. She stood against the wall and looked at her with a smile.

"Xi'er?" Yang Xiaoxue shouted, "It's cold outside, hurry up and go to the house."

Of course she knew Xier, and this little baby was one of the treasures in the school.

Upon hearing this, Xier not only did not go back to the house, but instead approached a little, came to the edge of the corridor, and asked her: "Sister, don't you bring an umbrella?"

Yang Xiaoxue: "Yes, it was sunny in the morning, but it started to rain in the afternoon."

"Oh." Xier nodded, raised her face and looked at the drizzle of raindrops under the eaves, "Sister, I don't bring an umbrella, either."

Yang Xiaoxue: "You are not in a hurry. You haven't left so quickly. The rain should stop when the time comes."

"Sister, are you going to get off work?"

"Yes."

"But you don't have an umbrella."

"I'll wait."

"Xi'er borrows an umbrella for you."

After saying that, Xier ran back to the classroom and wanted to borrow an umbrella for her.

Yang Xiaoxue wanted to call her back, it was too late and Xier was gone.

She looked at the rain under the eaves, ran over in the rain, and followed into the classroom.

The classroom was so warm, as if we had come to another world, the window was bright and the children were playing, and all kinds of small breasts were ringing in their ears.

She looked around and saw Xier running out of the room far away, and jumping into another room like a gust of wind.

She hurried over and happened to meet Xier running out with a big black umbrella. Hiahia smiled, "I'm so happy, I didn't look at the road, but she hit Yang Xiaoxue's leg, staggered back several steps, and almost fell down. It was Yang Xiaoxue who helped her.

"For you, sister~ you can go home." Xier handed her the big black umbrella.

"Where did you come from?" Yang Xiaoxue asked.

Xier said she borrowed it.

This was indeed borrowed by her. This kind of big black umbrella is standard in the school and is specially prepared for rain.

"Thank you, Xier, then I'll leave."

"Bye-Bye."

"Bye-Bye."

Xier brought a small stool, came to a bunch of babies, sat at the outermost edge, and pricked up her ears to listen to Cheng Cheng telling stories.

Yang Xiaoxue was going to leave, but she was a little curious when she saw this. She had always heard that Cheng Cheng was good at telling stories, but she had never heard of it. Today, she was not as good as her chance to tell stories. Cheng Cheng was about to tell stories.

She stood at the outermost point and stopped to hear Cheng Cheng tell a story.

As soon as Cheng Cheng sat down, Liuliu diligently brought her baby cup and invited her to drink water. After serving her, she sat back. She was the one who was under one person and was more than ten thousand people.

Yang Xiaoxue was laughing, Liuliu felt so terrible, hahaha, such a cute terrible.

She looked down at Xier at her feet again. She sat so far and was so small that she had to stretch her neck.

"Xi'er, don't you sit there?" she asked.

Xier raised her little face and smiled at her, saying that she was the latest and she could not go to the line.

So she sat obediently at the outside, without the airs of Liuliu like "I am Da Yanyan, I can't sit on the edge".

Cheng Cheng started telling stories. She was telling "City of the Sky". A child still enjoyed it after listening to it several times.

Yang Xiaoxue didn't pay much attention to the content of the story at the beginning. She was mainly observing Cheng Cheng. Although this little girl is small, she is very knowledgeable when telling a story, very methodical, very particular, and very attractive. Not to mention the children, even she was unconsciously inspired to be emotional, and her emotions changed according to the narration of the story.

Huh?

Yang Xiaoxue's face suddenly changed, and she listened more and more seriously. This story is very interesting!

Moreover, she had never heard of this story before!

The story is over, oh no, the story has not been over, but it is said that the part of the story today has been over, that is, "If you want to know the next thing, please listen to the next breakdown."

The children dispersed one after another, but Yang Xiaoxue did not leave, but came to Chengcheng with Xier.

Yang Xiaoxue asked shamelessly, asking Cheng Cheng to tell her the story of "Sky City". Baru and the pirates' spaceship encountered a tornado. Have you found the Sky City? Is the depth of the storm the Lost Sky City?

As Cheng Cheng told, the appearance of this story gradually appeared in Yang Xiaoxue's mind. The comics' sense of picture is very good. While listening to the story, she portrayed the story in her mind. She felt more and more excited. She felt that the story was very romantic, and it was ups and downs, full of innocence and infinite imagination.

It would be great if I could draw it.

"Where did you hear this story?" Yang Xiaoxue asked.

Liuliu sat aside, quietly listening to the story, listening with relish. At this time, he pointed to himself with a thick face and said it was her, the strong little pomegranate thought about the story.

Cheng Cheng frowned and looked at her, but did not expose it.

Xierzehiahia laughed. Just as she was about to speak, Liuliu covered her mouth and couldn't help but blink and look behind Liuliu.

"Fat Juliu~~Why do you eat small biscuits?"

It's dude.

When Liuliu heard this, he didn't care about bragging and immediately followed Dudu.

Xier took the opportunity to whisper to Yang Xiaoxue that Liuliu was bragging and that the story was told by Boss Zhang.

When Cheng Cheng heard this, his eyes dimmed a little.

Yang Xiaoxue: “…”

She was so happy that she thought she had found a good idea, but it turned out to be the ones who came from Boss Zhang.

Boss Zhang is really a ubiquitous devil.

The next morning, just after going to work, Zhang Tan came, found Yang Xiaoxue, chatted with her, and handed her a comic script.

Yang Xiaoxue opened it and saw: "City of the Sky"!

"Draw, draw this?"
Chapter completed!