1983 Past Life Manga King

Of course, in front of other people, I only pretended to be Dragon Ball and Fist of the Bokuto, but of course no one was deceived by it, and in any case, ‘Grand Crown’ was made with a new adaptation based on the manga Sumire first brought. So the basic story is the same, but the directing and drawing are different, so it looks like a completely different cartoon.

Of course, the level of perfection has improved tremendously, and thanks to Silver’s help of fixing the pen line, the drawing gives a richer feeling, and after teaching directing a few times, it’s hard to feel like a rookie because it’s portrayed so well.

It wasn’t a sloppy cartoon that was just needlessly complicated like it used to be.

“Is this the pen that Shimbong oppa taught me before?”

“Yeah. But I’m more proficient than I was back then.”

“It looks like you practiced a lot by yourself. He really looks sky-dark, but he’s surprisingly smart.”

“By the way, the patterns on the clothes are really amazing. Even simple clothes stand out because of the patterns.”

“I want to try on clothes like this too.”

As they say, the clothes patterns are really… … , I drew it so meticulously that I could only say it was amazing.

He said that he had a special passion for clothes patterns, but in the end, he seems to have unraveled his circle in the short story.

Well, is such a feeling unavoidable?

Seonhee also made me deform to draw efficiently, but I still make Easter eggs in every nook and cranny of the comics I see for the first time.

I don’t even want to dry it out like that.

Of course, I’m always asking and checking what that means.

This is because, as before, if the story continues without my knowledge as the original author, a big problem may eventually arise.

Anyway, this Grand Crown will be an important piece for Sumire as well.

Depending on the reaction of this, whether or not you get the chance to be tested with a short story of three or four will depend on it. And if you take the test, you will have the opportunity to work on a serial again.

By the way, Seonhee looked at Sumire’s painting for a while, wondering if she liked Sumire’s painting.

Looking at his face, he seems to be motivating himself.

Hagi-ya, when it comes to the splendor of clothes, to be honest, Sumire did better than Seon-hee.

Especially in the case of Seon-hee, she came to like colorful clothes while drawing the Dark Princess.

Then, Daebong Lee enters the studio.

“What are you looking at together like that?”

“A short story, a short story, a manga drawn by Sumire.”

As Kim Ki-cheol answered, Lee Dae-bong, who had been rolling his eyes for a moment, nodded his head.

“Sumire? Oh, the one who said he came when I wasn’t there before?”

“Yeah”

“That Silver taught him? By the way, is it a short story already?”

“Yeah. That’s right. In addition to that, in Boy Jump.”

When Park So-mi interrupts and says, Lee Dae-bong is startled.

“What? Boy Jump? Really?”

“Yeah. Isn’t that great?”

“That’s right. By the way, it’s a high-speed promotion at once.”

“Is this a high-speed promotion?”

“That’s right. It’s the best manga magazine in Japan, not a mid-level boy hero magazine. That basically means that more readers than us read it. Plus, if we start serialization, we might be completely behind in monograph sales.”

At Lee Dae-bong’s words, Silver lifted his head with an annoyed expression.

“Anyway, even if that hateful person says…”

“I’m not saying I’m wrong. It’s true that Boy Jump is also number one in Japan.”

“Then, you can move on to juvenile jump too.”

“Hey, that’s up to me…”

As I say that, my eyes meet. And what he saw in my eyes suddenly changed his words.

“You’re talking so rudely again, you’re just saying that, you say.”

“Anyway, a bat-like guy.”

“What? Bat? Are you done?”

Another two people fight.

Of course, people don’t seem to want to dry it.

After all, it’s the most interesting spectacle in the studio.

Anyway, in the midst of such a loud noise, the doorbell rang, and Sung Joon-hee, who went out, whimpered and brought something hard.

After seeing it, I went out of the studio and accepted it.

It is a parcel from Japan, and it is a large box and weighs quite a bit.

I took it and went into the studio and put it on the table. Then, he uses scissors to open the box, and Lee Dae-bong comes over and sneaks in to see if he is curious.

“What is that?”

“Ah, an illustrated booklet.”

“Illustration booklet?”

As soon as the box is opened, there are a bunch of small, thin booklets inside.

“Is this a Samsara illustration booklet?”

“uh.”

“But why so many?”

“I have to send you back to Japan.”

“Again? Why?”

“You have to sign this and send it back to Japan.”

“sign?”

“uh.”

Having said that, I immediately called Seon-hee.

“Huh.”

Seonhee stopped drawing and sat down in front of the table.

Seon-hee had already heard about it, so as soon as she sat down, she took one from the box and started to sign the inside of the booklet with an oil-based pen.

Drawing like a machine with familiar movements.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

In the meantime, the technology has increased, so it’s a pretty cool sign.

In addition to that, beside the sign, you can easily draw pictures of various characters.

Lee Dae-bong, who was looking at her, asked.

“How many copies are there in all?”

“It will be a little over 500.”

“500 books?”

“uh.”

She finds the fish are also curious, so she gathers around and examines the illustrations.

“Oh, is this the one you sent to Japan before? Little teacher’s practice field.”

“Yeah.”

I nodded my head and answered.

As I just said, this illustration booklet is a booklet I made from among the drawings I drew in Seonhee’s practice book.

“Wow, it’s really different because it’s made into a booklet like this.”

“Yeah. Give us some of these, too.”

“Other than 500 copies, I’ll keep them in the studio, so if you need one, take one.”

Fishermen like that word.

After all, people who like pictures are very greedy for this kind of booklet.

Well, anyway, the important thing is, why did you make this?

In fact, there is a reason.

The Samsara OVA will be completed soon, and it will be an illustration booklet to be used there.

The booklet is an idea that Jiro came up with, and when the OVA is sold, it’s going to be a kind of fan service.

The target sales volume is about 10,000 copies, so we plan to print that amount as a booklet, of which 500 copies were asked for opinions by the author’s autograph.

It’s not a big deal, of course it’s OK.

It’s selling our first anime, and that’s the basics.

Of course, I’ve already seen the OVA sent as a sample.

It was about 10 minutes long, but Seon-hee, who saw it, was so moved that she watched it dozens of times.

The studio family was also amazed to see Samsara come to life with high-quality pictures on the screen, and that it would be used for such an OVA sale, of course, Seonhee was also active.

While I was thinking about it for a while, more than 50 books have already been signed.

But what’s really great is that Seon-hee’s drawings while signing are all different.

One character is drawn in various directions or in different outfits, and in the middle, items that are the most recent issue are drawn.

He is definitely a gifted kid when it comes to drawing.

“Will you give me one too?”

Lee Dae-bong asks with a smile.

Then Silver snorts his nose.

“I can’t give it to the traitor who will go to Boy Jump.”

“Who’s the traitor?”

“You mean. You.”

“Really! Who says they’re going to boy jump?

And who are you that you are giving me this?!”

“Noisy, traitor.”

“Hey!”

***

dawn.

There is a group of people walking down a dark road.

They were talking nonstop as they walked down the city streets at dawn.

“Hey, are you really saying that only one place in Akihabara gives out autographed illustration booklets?”

“Uh, they seem to be giving out all the illustrated booklets, but only 500 signed copies.”

“Oh, by the way, Sunny’s unpublished illustrations, I really want them for that alone.”

“Yeah. It’s too tempting for aspiring cartoonists like us.”

“I wonder if it would have arrived this early in the morning? If it’s about 500 books, I think you can come right in time for the store’s opening time.”

“Don’t be silly. The guys from the school’s cartoon research group say that there are a lot of guys who are aiming for that this time.”

“okay?”

“And yes.”

A man carefully opened the bag, took out a file from there, and pulled out a piece of coated painting from there.

“What is it?”

“Huh, this is it. I got it from my friend yesterday.”

“Huh? Isn’t it Samsara’s illustration?”

“That’s right. My friend’s older brother works at a printing factory affiliated with Mitsuda Shoten, and he brought me some defective pictures. I knew I liked manga, so I brought them just in case. I was lucky.”

The friends looked at the paintings under the bright lights and looked envious.

“Isn’t this a character from Samsara?”

“What? I’ll see you. Huh? It’s true.”

“So, do you have any illustrations like this?”

“Yeah. And only 500 volumes have autographs.”

“Wow, I’m kind of excited.”

We walked around talking like that, and when we reached our destination, everyone was startled.

I saw people lining up in front of a videotape store.

“Huh? What? Why are there so many people at this hour?”

“Uh, are there people coming over there?”

“Damn it, run!”

As I hurriedly start running from this side, I see people from afar running straight to the store.

***

The sale of the video was informed that it was successful.

On the first day alone, more than 8,000 copies were sold, so it was expected that 30,000 copies would be okay.

The initial goal was to have over 10,000 copies, and I heard that if there were more than 20,000 copies, they would make a sequel.

The completed OVA was at a decent level.

It looks even better than ‘Area 88’, which will be released in a few days.

A large anime poster was also hung on the wall in the studio.

It was like that when the first comics made with my story were attached to the manga room, but now I feel more proud than then.

“By the way, why didn’t you come, Junhee?”

Park Sang-sik says it as if muttering.

Come to think of it, I went out to clean the front door of the firebox because it was dirty with briquettes, but it has not been coming in for quite some time.

“What are you cleaning for so long…”

I went straight out the front door.

As soon as you leave, you see Sung Joon-hee standing behind a broomstick.

I was about to approach it right away, but when I realized that someone was standing with me, I hesitated.

Anyone know?

He looks like a young man, but her face is hidden behind Sung Joon-hee’s back.

Should I keep my seat?

Well, I’ll be back when the story is over.

Thinking like that, I turned around and saw a man’s face. And his eyes met.

The thought of a face I don’t know is turning my body around, but isn’t he surprised when he sees me?

“……uh!”

“…?”

Why are you so surprised?

“Well then, let’s go.”

Having said that, he quickly turned around and left the place at a quick pace as if he was running away.

I am looking at it with an absurd gaze, and then Sung Joon-hee slowly comes back.

“We met by chance while cleaning.”

I was just wandering around for some reason to ask who it was, but Sung Joon-hee immediately opened her mouth.

“You know? The one you beat up before. My ex-boyfriend.”

What? is that him

Then maybe Junmo’s dad?