1983 Past Life Manga King

Chapter 31

That fact isn’t important right now.

“It’s okay to just leave a lasting impression and end it.”

“The standard of 10 volumes is ambiguous.”

“However, compared to a while ago, he’s a yangban. At that time, I had to finish in three or four volumes.”

“That’s right.”

“In Japan, popular sports cartoons are often serialized as super-lengths, so it’s not a problem for the games to run for a long time.”

“Is that common in Japanese manga?”

“okay. There, that’s a serial. It’s common to spend months on one game.”

“How many months? After all, soccer cartoons serialized in Treasure Castle are also interesting because a game usually lasts for three or four months.”

“That’s the case with weekly magazines, but if you draw sports cartoons for monthly magazines, it might take several years for one game.”

At that, Park Sang-sik smirked with an absurd expression on his face.

“The years will pass by watching cartoons. After a few games, I will just grow old.”

In fact, such manga will appear frequently in Japan in the future.

Even if it’s not a sport, popular cartoons may not be concluded until death.

“By the way, do you know of a popular soccer cartoon in Japan these days?”

“Let’s see, now…, as expected, the original tower is Captain Tsubasaji.”

It is a bit annoying to have to think about 1983 with the standard in mind as well.

“One tower?”

“Ah, what is the most popular work? Anyway, that’s Captain Tsubasa.”

“Captain Tsubasa? That’s the best soccer manga in Japan right now. But how else do you know that?”

He gave a curious look, but it was hard to explain, so he just laughed and passed it on.

“Anyway, it wouldn’t be too difficult for 10 books of 100 pages in this way. On the football side, I have a hard time with storytelling, so I have to refer to other cartoons.”

Park Sang-sik smirks and says that he is full of motivation.

“By the way, I’m terribly funny, I don’t know what the teacher will say.”

I’m worried about that too. no matter what

“Well, if that doesn’t work, you can just wash your hands.”

Park Sang-sik laughed at my words.

“Well, it’s us. What. It’s okay to stay in Team B.”

I had no intention of staying in Team B. Of course, Team A is not the final destination either.

As long as you fall for the charm of being a story writer at some point, you can’t spend time with just one writer like this.

In the meantime, I started with the idea that it would just be money without much thought, but now I have quite a bit of aspiration. Of course, I think it’s a bit absurd.

***

Finally, it was the third day that Jeon Sang-gil requested.

However, the exact place and time to meet are not set.

As soon as we had breakfast, we went downstairs to Park Sang-sik’s house.

But why is this human condition a bit strange?

Park Sang-sik is blinded by what he has been doing all night.

Looking at the comic books and notebooks on the floor, it’s understandable.

“what? You couldn’t even sleep because you were working on the storyline?”

“I slept a little over an hour.”

“Then I won’t sleep.”

“Oh my gosh, I have no mind.”

From my point of view, Park Sang-sik looks insane.

“Oh, it’s silly. Do it in moderation.”

“Oh, what. I was so greedy that I couldn’t help it.”

“It’s greed.”

“Yes. There were so many great scenes that I couldn’t just make a continuity. So that’s why I’ve been making edits. But there is a problem.”

“What?”

“I only worked on six volumes.”

He smiled awkwardly with his eyes wide open and scratched the back of his head.

I looked at him as if it was ridiculous and smiled.

“Did you forget? Don’t you have to finish it?”

“What?”

“From the beginning, all the teacher asked for was a rough story. It just means let’s work on a continuity. I didn’t mean to finish it all.”

“·······Oh, right?”

At that moment, as if he remembered what Jeon Sang-gil had said, he scratched his head and murmured, “Oh,” and frowned.

“Oh my gosh, such a foolish person.”

“Well, it can’t be helped. In fact, that’s why I did this out of passion.”

Haha, if it were Park Sang-sik’s temperament, it would be.

Anyway, he is fed up with how funny the situation is now.

In the afternoon, I received a call from Jeon Sang-gil.

“What did you say?”

Park Sang-sik asked as he hung up the phone.

“It’s 4 pm, meeting at the coffee shop where we met before.”

Again, it’s out of the firebox.

Looking at the time, I have a bit of spare time.

“okay? Then I’ll change my clothes and go out.”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“uh.”

After a while, we left the house together.

And at 3:40, I went into the coffee shop and sat down. It’s not good to come late on purpose, but I went a little early on purpose.

Park Sang-sik seems to be quite nervous, so he lowers his right leg.

“stop. Good luck.”

“Oh sorry.”

With both hands, he grabs his limp legs.

But he stopped shaking his legs, and this time he licked his lips incessantly.

I’m just getting more mental. Better to just leave it alone.

At around 4:10 pm, you can see the coffee shop Jeon Sang-gil opening the cafe door and entering. He glances around a bit, sees us, raises his hand slightly, and approaches us with a smile.

As we stand up and say hello, he nods and takes a seat across from us.

As usual, he orders Ssanghwacha and looks at the envelopes on the table.

“Is that it?”

“Ah yes. Here you go.”

Park Sang-sik picks up a briefcase and handed it to him, and he accepts it and pulls out the notebook inside.

All three notes.

“uh? Why are there so many?”

He tilted his head slightly and picked up the first note with the number ‘1’ on it.

But as he turned the first page, he paused and lifted his head to look at us.

“Did you make it out of conti?”

“Yeah.”

“You can just write a story…”

It gives off a nuance as if something is a little bit disappointing. In the first place, it is a face that neither expected nor expected continuity.

But soon, with a look of no concern, he began to turn the paper of the note again.

Since it’s a storytelling style, it’s quite fast to look at the pictures and check the lines or not.

“Still, the storyline is pretty well made. It’s simple, but the pictures are just as good.”

Even if it’s rough, I’ll throw in a short review about the painting.

Although it is a croquis style drawing, Park Sang-sik was also a student in the past, and he has basic skills as he aimed to become a cartoonist.

So, the completeness of the storyline is high, so the immersion will be higher than expected.

Anyway, his expression, which was nodding his head from time to time and passing the story without a special expression, changed quickly.

“·················ogue.”

What scene did you see?

The eyes narrow slightly.

But he suddenly changed his sitting position.

His body, which had been leaning on the sofa and leaning over it, was leaning forward.

Then he takes out a cigarette, bites it, and lights it.

“Whoa.”

He took a deep sip of his cigarette and went into the continuity.

At first glance, it feels like an uncle who enters a comic book room and immerses himself in comic books.

At some point I put down the first note and pick up the second one. And it didn’t take long until the third note.

His turn, who was busily passing the continuity, came to a halt at some point.

Looking at the amount that was passed, it was the point where the work was roughly completed.

He stared at the notebook for a moment, then put it down on the table, rubbed the smoked cigarette out, put another cigarette in his mouth, and lit it again.

“Whoa.”

Jeon Sang-gil gives strength to his forehead and looks at us alternately with strange expressions.

“Is this a thing?”

Park Sang-sik’s eyes widened at those words. And then he looked back at me.

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Park Sang-sik himself thought it was fun. However, the reaction of Jeon Sang-gil, who was worried, was more than expected, so he was a little surprised.

Well, actually, I was a bit like that.

“How many books have I seen so far?”

“It will be less than six volumes.”

“Since it’s the 6th book, I was so immersed in it, it means I’ve already seen more than half. Hmm, the story of the protagonist’s past is quite interesting, but the game is far more interesting than that. Even though I was a child, I like the sense of urgency and excitement that is no less than that of adult sports. Besides······.”

Jeon Sang-gil looks at Park Sang-sik.

“The storyline is better than I thought. I like the composition. To be honest, I was a little surprised.”

“What, what? The story is interesting, so I just put a lot of work into it without realizing it.”

“okay. The story is definitely interesting. The cartoons made by Team A were mostly dramas, but I think I learned something new that sports games alone can provide this much fun. In any case, I think it can be made into a fairly long film if it is done this way.”

He took another sip of his cigarette and fell asleep for a moment. And then he looks at us again.

“Can I take this now?”

“The third note is still in the works, except for that.”

“How about the rest of the story?”

“The concept has been completed to some extent, so all we need to do is make a continuity. Should I check the backstory first?”

“No, the presenter itself is fun, so let’s watch it when the storyline is complete. When do you think the continuity will be completed?”

“Well, I think it will be about two days.”

“Okay, then I guess I’ll just have to go.”

Saying so, I take my notes.

“I’ll give you the money as soon as the story is finished, and I’ll give you 280,000 won per book. And if you like the market reaction, give more. Oh, and can I write a contract for the second copyright or something?”

“Yeah.”

When I answered, I smiled and got up from my seat.

“Anyway, I tried. You did a good job.”

“Yeah.”

“Ah.”

“And since it was hard work, go out and eat something delicious.”

Saying that, he takes out 100,000 won again, calculates the price of the Ssanghwa car, and leaves.

We greeted Jeon Sang-gil as we left and sat down again.

Park Sang-sik looked at Jeon Sang-gil’s back with an expression of disbelief, and as he disappeared, he quickly went to the seat where Jeon was sitting and sat down.

And he looked at me and said with excitement.

“I knew it was fun, but to be honest, I was a little nervous. Judging from the reaction, this is more than I expected.”

“Yeah.”

To be honest, I didn’t know that Yangban would be so excited and liked.

Sports cartoons in those days were actually exaggerated, and even after they were made, they were still fussy.

***

“See you tomorrow, goodbye.”

“Yeah, hello!”

I got off the bus and said goodbye to my friends and parted. And Kyung-hee went home with Seon-hee and continued the chatter that she couldn’t finish earlier on the bus.

“・・・・. It could also be an auto reverse. The radio is also very good. The one in my house is old and the antenna is broken, so to pick up the frequency, huh.”

“·················ogue.”

However, after talking for a while, Kyunghee noticed something.

“Seonhee, over there.”

Kyung Hee points to the stall on the other side.

This place sells fish cakes, tteokbokki, and dumplings.

“Let’s eat that. I got money from you this morning.”

Saying so, he showed me two thousand won bills. Then Seon-hee takes out the same amount of money from her pocket and shows it.

“Hey, that’s right. I wasn’t the only one who gave it to you.”

He grumbled like that, and dragged Seon-hee toward the food cart.

“Ajumma, while I eat oden, please give me 500 won worth of dumplings.”

“Okay.”

When Kyung Hee lifts the wooden stick with the fish paste in it, she brings it to her mouth and bites it in a delicious way.