1983 Past Life Manga King

At that moment, Sumire flinched in surprise.

“Don’t shoot like that. He’s surprised.”

“Who’s going to shoot? It’s just a glance.”

“My brother just saw it, but other people say he feels life in his gaze.”

“What kind of martial arts samurai am I?”

He grumbled like that, then looked at the drawing again and thought about it for a moment.

Then he immediately opened his mouth.

Of course in Japanese.

“If you whine, I’ll get rid of it, so take care of it.”

At those words, Sumire’s expression quickly brightened and he bowed his head.

“Thank you!”

“I didn’t do anything, thank you, and the manuscript is finished in about an hour, so until then, draw as many pen lines as you can complete.

“Yes sir.”

Sumire glanced at me once, then went straight to the table in the center and started drawing on the blank paper.

Silver, who saw such a scene, looked at me, kicked his tongue, and immediately immersed himself in the pen touch.

The fishermen who grasped the general atmosphere laughed.

It’s because he knows that Silver’s acting like that is purely awkward.

After a while,

After Silver finishes the pen line work, he hands over the manuscript directly to Ki-cheol Kim. And immediately called Sumire.

“Isn’t it over yet?”

“Oh, yes. It’s over now.”

“Bring it.”

At those words, Sumire jumped up from her seat, grabbed an illustration she had been working on, and approached Silver.

“I’m here.”

“Well.”

Silver, who has accepted the manuscript Sumire presented, slowly begins to examine the painting. Then, with a frown on his face, he stretches out his hand and says:

“Give me the drawing you drew earlier.”

“Yes? Oh, yes.”

Sumire hurriedly went back to the table with a nervous face, grabbed a drawing, and handed it straight to Silver.

Silver wrinkled his nostrils with a look of displeasure, and he began examining the pen and pencil drawings side by side.

Then he scratches his head and thinks.

Sumire just stands in front of him, restless, as if he had become a sinner.

Others just pretend they don’t know and focus on their work.

As long as I’ve already entrusted it to Silver, I don’t think I’ll be too concerned.

Soon Silver opened her mouth.

“The problem is that you try to draw too neatly.”

“……”

“Try it twice.”

“…twice, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t try to draw neatly all at once with the pen line, try drawing with double lines, just this one cut.”

“Ah yes.”

It is a style of pen drawing that is used quite a lot in pure manga, so it seems that you understood it right away.

Then, using the drawing manuscript, I paint with a pen line with two double lines.

As soon as one cut was completed, it was immediately presented to Silver.

Silver, who was looking at it, tilted his head slightly this time. It still looks like something is not right.

“Three times, you know what I mean?”

“Yes sir.”

Previously, I went to the table and finished one cut and brought it out again.

Silver, who saw it, had a slightly better expression than before, but it still felt lacking.

“This time, the same three times, but the third time, try adding a little bit of strength to the line.”

“The third time, strong and weak…. Yes. I understand.”

And when we’re done with the work, let’s bring it back.

Silver nodded her head for the first time.

Seeing that, Sumire’s expression brightened.

At first, I was just very nervous, but I feel like he is starting to get a sense of something.

Then, Silver opened his mouth.

“Look carefully. I’ll draw only one cut using your method.”

“Oh, yes. Please.”

“…wow, it’s very noisy.”

“Sin, I’m sorry.”

Seeing Sumire bowing her head, Silver frowns a little as if she doesn’t like her, then takes out her pen, puts it in her water bottle, rinses it gently, and dips it into her inkwell.

Then, after drawing several times on a blank piece of paper, he goes straight to the pencil drawing without hesitation.

The style is the same as Sumire just did.

However, as much as there is a difference in speed and proficiency, the movement is very different.

The speed may be a bit slow for Seon-hee, but as far as the skill level is concerned, it can be said that he is truly a master.

Sumire, who was looking at the skillful silver pen line work with surprised eyes, also hardened her expression. It probably means you won’t miss a single scene.

After Silver finishes the work that is not so long, immediately rinse the nib with water and wipe it off with a tissue. Then Silver opened her mouth.

“Go now. This is the end of class for today.”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Yes, thank you.”

Sumire nods her head again and picks up her manuscript from her silver seat and brings it to her table. Then he compares it with the pen line she drew and starts drawing anew.

Silver, who had been watching the scene, immediately turned away and immediately opened the comic book and started reading. Now that the manuscript work has been completed, he has fallen into his usual hobby of reading comic books.

the next Saturday morning.

After Seon-hee and Kyung-hee went to school, they went to the studio in time for work, and on the floor, her mother was cutting green onions.

Apparently, Sumire was concerned that she was guarding the studio alone.

She went into the studio and the room was clean.

She said, “They’ve been cleaning since early in the morning. Even if they say it’s okay, they keep it clean. Ugh, they’re not diligent.”

She went into the studio, and Sumire, who was sitting at her table and concentrating on painting, jumped up from her seat. Then he looks at me and greets me with a bright expression.

“Are you here?”

“Uh. Did you sleep well?”

“Yeah.”

But somehow it seems that my eyes are open.

“Huh? Don’t you have dark circles in your eyes?”

“No. I’m fine.”

“You should sleep well. What are you going to do if you get sick?”

“I’m healthy.”

But when I look at her wrist, there is a patch attached to it.

“What is that? Is your wrist hurt?”

“Oh, no. That’s…”

“Have you been practicing your pen line until late?”

“…Yes. I want to learn it no matter what.”

“Hey, what if I can’t use my wrist after that, I don’t think I’m going to gain weight by drawing for a long time.”

“However…….”

“Do you know what kind of hot-blooded sport this is?”

“I’m sorry.”

Sumire bowed her head again and apologized.

Seeing this, her mother intervened.

“Why are you scolding a child like that? Don’t do that. You come to another country and suffer.”

I couldn’t understand what he was saying, but it seems he made his own judgment based on the situation. By the way, her mother, who doesn’t like Japanese very much, wraps her around Sumire, and she must have liked Sumire quite a bit.

No, maybe she’s just her cute daughter’s friend to her mother?

After hearing what she said to her mother, she said to Sumire.

“Can I take a look at what we practiced?”

“Yeah”

Show me the picture you were drawing.

It looks like he worked on a few new drawings overnight, but it seems he was wearing pen lines on it.

By the way… … .

I thought I drew it the way Silver taught me to draw, but something is a little different.

… … No. The method itself is the same.

It’s true that the drawing is painted with a pen line several times, but I think I misunderstood because it felt quite different from yesterday.

The way Silver taught me yesterday wasn’t bad, but what I see now isn’t bad either.

No, I think it’s better than Silver’s direct demonstration.

Of course, Silver-ya Sumire’s method was expressed at once, so it would be foolish to devalue Silver with this alone.

Because this kid has practiced the same method several times, and has found the most ideal one.

Anyway, that doesn’t change the fact that it’s great.

How could you make a pen like this overnight?

He’s a real thing too.

“…how are you?”

“Ah. Is this really a pen line…?”

Then he hears Silver say hello to his mother and soon enters the studio.

Seeing that, Sumire said hello.

“Good morning.”

“uh.”

“Huh? Why are you here so early?”

“You can come early, right?”

“I’m sorry, I’m just curious.”

At that, he clicked his tongue and then looked at the paper I was holding.

Then he comes right up and takes it away from me.

“Let’s do a little quicker.”

But Silver doesn’t listen to me, and immediately checks the picture. Then, his eyes widened immediately.

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Seeing Silver was surprised, I think he felt the same way I felt.

Well, if you know just a little bit of painting, it’s only natural for anyone to feel it.

Silver, who looked at the painting with a long-interesting look, was able to calm down and take care of his expression. Then he looked at Sumire, and when he saw the paste on her wrist, he asked with a dry voice.

“You seem to have practiced a lot.”

“Oh, no. I didn’t do much.”

“Hmm. Looks better than the pen that I demonstrated yesterday.”

“……Yeah?”

“Large.”

This is a level of praise that is hard to believe that it came from Silver, who is stingy with praise.

Perhaps because of that, Sumire’s expression brightened in an instant.

“Oh, thank you.”

“But, it’s still not enough.”

“Yes. I know.”

“It’s okay to know.”

After saying that, Silver, who was sitting in his seat, looked around at the drawing that he had to work on today.

Then she seemed to think for a moment, and then she opened her mouth.

“Draw some more. I’ll take a look at it even in the middle of work.”

“……Yeah?”

Oh, what’s wrong with this? This is something that would never be possible with normal silver. development of the family.

“If you don’t like it, quit.”

“Oh, no. I don’t hate it. If you look at me, I’m just grateful.”

“Then keep drawing.”

“Yeah!”

Sumire answered in a loud voice.

Then the fishermen started coming into the studio one by one.

It’s Saturday, so everyone has a bright expression since morning, probably because they think they’re leaving work earlier than usual.

No matter how good it is, a day off is still the best.

Soon, work on Saturday started and everyone was busy working on the manuscript.

Sumire tried to help Sung Joon-hee take care of her, but I stopped her.

“I’m just going to focus on practice today, and I’ll take care of you.”

“thank you.”

They seem to be curious about what the fishermen are talking about.

But Silver doesn’t seem to want to talk much, so I’d better keep my mouth shut. I went out to teach you for nothing, because I can’t pour cold water on it.

About an hour after starting work, Silver called Sumire and immediately started nagging.

“It’s not like I just habitually add strength and weakness to create a three-dimensional effect. The lines here, here, and here are weak and can be buried in the background. Don’t you know?”

“Oh, sorry.”

“I’m sorry, I want you to understand.”

“Yeah.”

Everyone was surprised to see Silver urging with a stronger tone than yesterday.

I know that Silver is usually grumbling and rough, but the way he teaches is because he feels more serious and heavy.

I just watched the two of them without saying anything.