The two of them walked in the community. The deciduous plants were already bare, and the evergreen plants were no longer fresh in color and became gray.

If it weren't for the fancy AR special effects, it would have been quite miserable if it didn't snow in the north.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but Dong Qingchen feels that the New Year atmosphere in his hometown is much stronger than that in the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

My dad would greet everyone he met along the way, but Dong Qingchen was going to school outside, so there were very few people he knew, but he also heard from his dad's introduction, and the uncles, uncles, grandpa, aunts and grandmas shouted.

When the two returned home, Ning Shuiqing, who was wearing an apron, and Dong Qingchen, the mother who was cooking, came out of the kitchen and immediately surrounded him for a moment of care.

"In the early morning, you see that you have lost weight again, don't you know how to eat more at school?"

"Don't be reluctant to spend money. If you don't earn enough money, tell your family that there is no need to hold on. It's already very good to be able to bear some college fees, and it's better than your father."

"He was not very good at school at the beginning. He spent all his time playing games and reading novels, but he didn't make any name for him. He was not as good as me..."

"You said, what do you do when you are a child? Just bring it with you. It's a negative textbook. I also have a job in college, okay..."

Comrade Dong was very unhappy, but he could only whisper to him. After all, he has arrived home now, not outside.

Ning Shuiqing glared at him, "Why are you talking so much? Let's go look at the pot!"

"Okay."

Seeing that my dad was like this as soon as he got home, Dong Qingchen couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, and the depression along the way disappeared immediately.

My father went there to look at the pot, and Dong Qingchen took out the two small boxes from his pocket and gave them to his mother.

Originally, Ning Shuiqing would say "spending money again", but when she heard her son say it was given by her girlfriend, she immediately smiled.

When I opened the box, I found that there were two brooches, one koi and the other. They were all very unique in shape and all had the meaning of auspiciousness. It was also suitable to give them to elders as Spring Festival gifts.

When Dong Qingchen saw these two brooches, he realized that it was actually made by Xu Ruqiu himself.

Their courses include retro stop-motion animation, which includes prop production courses. Although not taught much, students can still understand the artistic nature of this course.

At that time, there were props to make in class assignments. Dong Qingchen had seen Xu Ruqiu do these things, but his skills were not very good when he first started learning.

After class, Xu Ruqiu fell in love with these things and began to study them. He had seen some exquisite little things she made, so now he could tell it at a glance.

Ning Shuiqing was even happier when she heard her son say this, but what did her son give her a gift with such a thoughtful heart?

"Uh...I plan to buy some specialties and send them to you..."

Obviously, the gap here is huge, so he was interrupted by his mother before he finished speaking.

"How can this be done? The little girl has prepared so carefully, so you can get some specialties to get through. Not to mention their parents, I can't even see it."

"It doesn't matter if a boy has thick lines, but you can't have a wire rope. I wonder, how can you have a girlfriend in this situation..."

Seeing that his mother was a little embarrassed, Dong Qingchen could only whisper like his father just now, "I can find a girlfriend, probably because she is more charming..."

"What's your charm? Look at your sloppy hair. Look at your hair. I don't know if you're too old. The Chinese New Year will be in ten days. Are you preparing to cut your hair in the first month of the year?" Ning Shuiqing pulled Dong Qingchen's hair, very disgusted.

"I'll cut it for me tomorrow."

"My hair has finally grown...well, whatever you say is."

Seeing his mother's face flirtingly, Dong Qingchen decisively chose to admit defeat for the time being.

Anyway, my hair is indeed long, and it is the kind of "non-shaped length", so I should repair it, but he has to keep it long, so there is no doubt about this.

The bald head that once appeared in my mind repeatedly was too lethal. What he had to do now is to get the farther away from the bald head, the better. Leaving hair is the first step.

When he was having a meal, Dong Qingchen could still feel the love of his mother. Although his mother was nagging, he still knew how to pick up food when it was time to pick up food. He even knocked off the food that his father had already picked up and snatched it to him.

"What are you doing with such a big person eating so much? Don't you know that your child is still growing up? Sitting in the house every day without exercising, so let me take a diet and lose weight."

Comrade Dong felt that since his son came back, his status at home had plummeted, so he went into his study and wrote after dinner.

In this case, both mother and son smiled.

After eating, just put the tableware in the kitchen. The kitchen smart device will clean and store it by itself. The same is true for the previous pot. When they were eating, the pot had been cleaned.

When you don’t have to clean up your own tableware and take care of the kitchen, there are still many people who like to cook their own meals.

Before, technology was underdeveloped, only rich people could use it, and it was not smart and only automatic. Now that technology is developed, you can only make up one without much money.

Dong Qingchen still remembered that his mother was watching TV at that time. When she saw this, she immediately said, "Get me a piece of it."

Then my father made a fool of himself and delivered the goods to his door at noon the next day.

There was nothing to do at night. Ning Shuiqing originally wanted to pull Dong Qingchen to talk about his girlfriend. She didn't even ask clearly at the dining table, but after receiving a message, she gave up.

She was helpless because the time she agreed with her sisters was up, and the communication just now urged her to go up to the account and form a group to swipe the boss.

Dong Qingchen, who escaped the disaster, knew that as a stepmother of 2000, born in 2001, she played more games than she had ever seen. Playing games was a violent output that was indispensable in the team!

The trophys in her cabinet represent the youth of her Internet-addicted girl back then.

But it was just right that he didn't have to talk to his mother about his personal relationships, so he hurriedly slipped into the study.

When I came in, I saw that his father was all in good business and was not typing. However, when I got closer, I found that it was not in the water group, but to attract sponsorship.

When it comes to my father's novels, Dong Qingchen has read a lot. My father has written books for so many years and has achieved some results. He also sold several packaged copyrights when he was young, but he never put them on the big screen. At most, he had serialized comics.

Because science fiction novels are going to be turned into film and television, the investment is too great.

Later, he became famous and turned to the physical book science fiction market. He went through publishing channels and sold a lot of books. The copyright was in his own hands, but no one asked him to turn the novel content into film and television works.

Although I have not been the most successful novelist over the years, I have reached the middle class and made a lot of money. Otherwise, I wouldn't have changed my car in a few years.

But now he is old, and he really wants to see his book being changed into a movie or TV series in his lifetime, even animation.

He has small money, and he has medium money, but if you want to create high-quality film and television works, it is far from the point of being able to create this money.

He didn't want to use 50 cents special effects and PPT frames to destroy his work, so he had to slowly attract sponsorship.

I have found my own relationships in the industry and some big shots, but the results are not very ideal. Now I can only make a living in my own book friend group.

Maybe some hidden wealthy people in the group can invest in this investment and bring their works to the screen and screen.

No matter where it is, just move.

After all, in the book friend group, if those group members themselves do not recognize their identities, no one knows whether there is a mine in his family.
Chapter completed!