Chapter 271: unemployed

Early in the morning, get off work.
　　 Li Nuo came home with a sesame seed in his mouth. The first thing he did was to lie down on the soft bed. He felt numb and exhausted.
　　 After eating the whole biscuits in a tummy position, he punched himself with blood and stood up again, took out his mobile phone, and checked his bank account for any new contribution fees.
　　 If so, he decides to reward himself, have a full meal before going to bed, and order a takeaway. Of course, the price must be a discounted meal within 30.
　　 Then...
　　 "...In fact, sesame seed cakes are also good."
　　 Like the profession he is doing now, better to be called a cartoonist. The compromise is to draw cartoons, and the real point is to be a vagrant.
　　Because he was a key national care worker, he didn't need to worry about medical insurance, social security and pension. After he recovered, he realized what it was like to live poorer than poor.
　　 He really didn't care if he had money or not. It didn't matter if he was poor. If one day was short of a few thousand dollars, it would be easy to deal with it.
But now is different. In his words, he has no motivation to die in order not to cause trouble to the society, so he still has to find a way to earn money, at least in the future, he can rest assured that he can order takeaways without looking at discounts. Product.
　　 Li Nuo’s big ambitions are so short. If he is not sick, if he grows up healthy, he is the strongest diligence and is a neighborhood committee network manager.
After sitting on the edge of the bed and hesitating again and again, Li Nuo reluctantly left the soft bed under his buttocks, got up and sat down at the desk, took out the drawing and the pen, turned on the vintage TV made in 2010 behind him, and listened to the noise on the screen. Start to work".
　　 Of course, this is not to miss the touch of his mother when he was painting when his mother was watching TV. Li Nuo turned on the TV to make a little noise to keep him from dozing off.
Although he is lazy and has no ambitions, he still likes to do everything from one thing to the next. For example, he refuses the temptation to sleep and picks up a pen to paint. There is nothing for someone who can refuse even in his dreams. Beautiful woman with white waist, then he...
　　 Then he must give up his pen and go to the end of primitiveness and wildness.
　　 Well, it's just so steadfast.
　　 I said before that Li Nuo’s cartoon is called, in his own words:
　　 The story of a little who has nothing to do all day long and makes trouble everywhere.
　　 The whole is very plain and warm. For example, the plot now going on is the story of how the protagonist was forced to order the hut by the head teacher...
　　 In the words he painted now, there happened to be a new character he recently joined, a classmate named Ma who only appeared in the toilet.
　　In Li Nuo's plan, there will be a new character in the future, a transfer student, a girl with mouthless albino.
　　 But this plan is too early, this comic is facing the situation of being cut in half.
In a fast-food society, the public likes to watch fast-paced stories. Even if it is not "I am invincible in the world", it has to be "I want to protect my village." However, slow-paced comic stories with plain life are rarely seen. I will read it patiently. If it were not for his strong painters, I am afraid that this comic would not have the chance to be serialized.
He thought about transforming the story, such as letting the protagonist pick up a cat, unlock the chains of another world, and transform into a hot-blooded comic, but he denied this idea because at that time, he could feel that his body might not be able to support it. To the day when the cat becomes a girl.
　　 Li Nuo once lamented that he was born in the wrong place. If he were in a country with a developed comics industry, there would be dozens of book fans on the day of the funeral.
But thinking about it, he thinks the place now is very good, especially after the body is healed, he went downstairs and walked the bay freely, played chess with the uncles, and then wantonly enjoyed the pleasure of the blank-haired old man’s face. Or go to the fried chicken shop to find Yang Chen Cengfan to help him solve the problem of inflation.
　　Life is so monotonous, but everywhere is full of seasonings. Even if you don’t have a family, you can still live well as long as you think about it.
　　 In fact, Li Nuo is not without relatives. Relatives of his mother's family live in this city, but they have basically had no contact since childhood.
　　 The most recent time was when his aunt suddenly drove to the phone to greet him last week. The whole conversation was friendly and cordial. They didn’t know that Li Nuo had healed, so they helped him to look at a cemetery...
　　 Then Li Nuo paid for the cemetery.
　　 The price of buying a cemetery in this era can buy a toilet in a commercial building in the city center, so his aunt gave a suggestion to transfer the house where Li Nuo lives now to them and sell it...
　　 Finally, in Li Nuo’s cordial greeting of "I'm going to your son's mother", this chain of relatives was completely cut.
Poor in the downtown area, no one asks, rich in the mountains have distant relatives, the voice is different, the truth is similar, as long as you have useable value, as long as you can squeeze a drop of oil, someone will cover their face under the name of caring , Regardless of the era.
　　 "A famous actor was taken away by the police for smoking du, and the reporter was a Chaoyang person..."
　　 "Five college students from the city went missing after a climber, and suspected bodies were found..."
　　 Li Nuo indifferently completed the work of hooking the line in all kinds of news about his father.
　　 Now three hours have passed since he picked up the paintbrush, and the sun had already climbed to the top of the building, his sleepiness disappeared completely because of the stamina of his brain.
　　 took out an apple from the kitchen and sat lazily on the sofa, enjoying the happy time of the vagrant.
　　 In fact, young people watching TV in this era are already a rare species. With the rapid shift of young audiences from traditional media to new media, with the exception of middle-aged and elderly people, young audiences are drifting away and gradually losing contact.
But for Li Nuo, the content on TV and the content on the Internet are actually the same. They are all watching, and there is also no truth. Reality shows act in scripts, idol actors set dramas and negative energy. It doesn't matter which one is at all, it's enough to spend time and find the fun.
　　 The morning news is over long ago, and now it’s a TV drama about the anti-Japanese period, commonly known as the anti-Japanese drama.
　　 After watching this episode of the TV series, Li Nuo thought it was quite interesting, so he subconsciously took out his mobile phone to search for the show.
　　 "There are 70 episodes, so I can watch it for a while."
Three seconds later, he pursed his mouth to let this terrible plan disappear. Then he lay on his side on the sofa, picked up the remote control and turned a few stations, found a talk show, wanted to listen to the story, relax, and then Sleep unconsciously before returning to the "Endless Corridor" at night.
　　 Sitting across from the host on the screen is a middle-aged entrepreneur with a peaceful face, telling his family history in a calm and sophisticated language.
　　 Li Nuo is not very interested in such stories, but it happens that these stories are more sleep-friendly.
　　 A photo appeared on the TV screen. It was a family photo of the entrepreneur when he first started his family in his early years.
　　 "Mr. Ma, we can see that your family was thriving fifteen years ago, with one son and one daughter. Your family must be lively and happy now."
　　 Li Nuo's eyes just about to close were awakened by this photo and the host's words.
　　 He leaned close to the TV, staring at the screen with wrinkled eyes.
　　 then took out his mobile phone to find out the news related to this entrepreneur, but he didn't realize it for a moment.
　　 "...isn't it?"