1983 Past Life Manga King

After the meal, people gathered one by one towards the comic book.

Then, one by one, he begins to carry the books in order.

Originally, there were 7 books left, but all the books disappeared in an instant.

Up to the drawing part and character touch, they sit and read in a spacious place, but the rest of the people are gathering and reading with their haircuts.

“Oh, Mr. I haven’t seen it all. Just don’t let it go.”

“Ah, kid. read a little faster I have to read it all during lunch, I don’t have time.”

“Oh, little. It shakes because the book keeps moving.”

“Stop talking and move on quickly!”

At one point, the studio was filled with people who had read comic books. For a moment, I was confused as to whether this was a Japanese studio or a manga room.

Park Sang-sik, who saw that, looked at me and widened his eyes.

*

A few days later, we were contacted to come back to the studio, and we found Team B again.

But the moment we entered, people’s eyes were on us.

What’s the matter?

As we and Park Sang-sik walked to our seats with bewildered expressions, Chu Yang-gu approached us.

“Let’s go see Sang-gil hyung.”

“Now?”

“Yeah.”

Normally, if you wait for an hour or two, a messenger came down from upstairs and called us, but for some reason today, come up as soon as you arrive. It is also surprising that the stiff Chuyanggu directly delivered those words to us.

We went straight upstairs and entered Team A’s firebox. Then Jeon Sang-gil saw us and raised his hand warmly.

“Uh, are you here? Come this way.”

Saying so, he beckons to his room. He went into the room first and we followed him in.

“sit down.”

He pointed to the sofa and the two of us sat on the sofa side by side.

Jeon Sang-gil sits across from her, clasps her hands and clenches her chin, smiling brightly.

“You guys, the ‘King of Management’ that Team B worked on this time.”

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“I got a call from the publisher saying that the response was good. There is also a request to work on a sequel as soon as possible.”

“If it’s a sequel, I’ve already worked on it.”

“No, the next sequel.”

“Yeah?”

Park Sang-sik looked at him with a bewildered expression on his face, and he smiled awkwardly and opened his mouth.

“I know you guys are already busy with ‘Flat-footed Striker’, but I’m also trying to ask you to write a sequel to King of Management, I’m sorry, really.

At that, I opened my mouth.

“I heard that Team B is receiving a new story right now.”

In fact, as the number of team B personnel increased and the amount of work increased, it seemed like the next best solution was to buy some B team stories from outside. So I said it after I remember hearing that I was going to work with it.

“Yeah, right. However, the king of management seems to have responded better than expected. So, I’m going to ask you guys about your intentions and decide.”

“So, you’re saying that if we can’t do it, we’ll make another cartoon with the story we bought.”

“okay. Because the story isn’t bad either. However, I want to work on a sequel to King of Management first as much as possible. After all, work is going with the flow, so it’s not bad to push it right now.”

Then, when Park Sang-sik showed a slightly troubled expression, Jeon Sang-gil nodded his head with an expression that he could not help it.

“Oh yeah. That’s right. Probably because there are stories you are writing right now. Sorry, I guess I was blinded by greed for a while. Okay, let’s talk about this later.”

He made a face of regret, but soon accepted the situation and backed away. Then he walked over to his desk, opened the drawer, pulled out two envelopes, and handed it to us.

“This is an extra bonus, as promised before. I also got a call saying that additional reprints would be started in a few days.”

Then I uttered a word.

“Available.”

“What?”

He asked with a curious expression while holding the envelope, not understanding what he meant.

“It is possible. The sequel.”

“…is that really true?”

“Yeah.”

For the flatfoot strike, only Park Sang-sik’s continuity work was left, but all the work was finished. Still, the idea for a sequel to King of Management was somewhat finished, so it was also in the process of being organized with Park Sang-sik in advance.

But at that moment, Jeon Sang-gil asked an unexpected question.

“how much?”

“Yeah?”

“How possible? How many books?”

“How much do you need?”

“30 volumes.”

At that, Park Sang-sik shouted.

“Yeah?! Nonsense!”

To that, Jeon Sang-gil hurriedly added his words.

“Right now, it’s only 10 books, but don’t finish it. About 30 books are basically about figuring out what you want to develop. Of course, with the sequel in mind. The publisher is hoping for at least 20 volumes. Of course, he said that he would like to do about 30 books if possible. I thought it was fun too, but the reaction seems to have exceeded my expectations.”

At that moment, Park Sang-sik turned to me.

Ultimately, it’s my decision that matters.

To be honest, the length of the story doesn’t matter. In the first place, it was up to me to decide that this was the road to corporate comics like this.

Episodes. By applying the stories I’ve seen so far, I was confident that I could make 100 volumes with some jokes and a little bit of imagination by mixing events from recent newspapers.

That’s because there were a lot of fictional parts in the script’s manga story at this time, and readers didn’t really care whether it was realistic or not if it was interesting.

No, even if there were complaints, it was because the Internet was not developed in the first place, and there was no place to talk about complaints openly.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Is it difficult?”

“If it’s about 10 books right now, it’ll be okay, but I don’t know much more than that.”

However, it was a bit of a stretch for him to do what he told me to do, so I adjusted it to about 10 books.

Anyway, at my words, Jeon Sang-gil still nodded his head with a bright expression.

Then he looked right at me and said.

“Then, let’s do 10 volumes first. And like a flat-footed strike, the continuity is direct. If I want to start working right away, I have to focus on drawing Yanggu too. Of course, I’ll pay a little more for the manuscript. Can you do it in a week?”

“Yes, I will.”

“Thanks.”

I only accepted up to 10 volumes.

I also think that you have to row when the water comes in.

However, it is difficult for me to accept everything blindly just because I can.

I have plenty of time, but Park Sang-sik’s storytelling speed is not.

“Then I will ask you.”

As soon as I left the studio, I took a taxi again this time.

When Park Sang-sik receives cash like this, he unconditionally catches a taxi. It’s because he’s too embarrassed to go home with cash, and that’s a lot of money.

Well, that makes sense, it seems that there were a lot of pickpockets in front of banks or in crowded places in those days. If you look at it often on TV news.

Whatever it is, it’s best to be safe.

Anyway, we continued discussing this issue with Park Sang-sik while we were moving by taxi.

“I do not care. If only the story has been conceived, the storyline is simply an arrangement. Anyway, the storyline will be modified to some extent over there.”

“Okay then.”

“By the way, can you really develop more than 30 stories?”

“Well, somehow it won’t work.”

Park Sang-sik laughed at my somewhat irresponsible remark.

“Haha, how did you feel reassured when you said that?”

Upon arrival, I came home after breaking up with Park Sang-sik.

However, Kyung-hee and Seon-hee are sitting crouching in front of the house, and they see me and greet me warmly.

“Brother, now?”

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Seon-hee still only greets her with a blunt face. But where do you meet?

But there’s something in front of them.

“uh?”

When I looked at him with surprised eyes, Kyunghee said with a smile.

“Brother, isn’t this cat pretty?”

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The world is not up and down (3)

the cat looks up at me

those eyes.

Those eyes that can never be called a normal cat.

He must have been the same white cat that I had encountered several times over the years, but quickly disappeared.

Nyaaaan.

The boy looked at me and cried with inexplicable eyes.

“Seolgi, are you hungry? ok My sister will feed me.”

“Seulgi?”

Is your name Seolgi? Wasn’t there a celebrity with a similar name? Oh, that was the time I came.

But Seon-hee, who was stroking the cat’s head, looked at me and explained.

“Snow White.”

“What?”

“My name is Baek Seolgi.”

like that. My name is Baek Seolgi, so I just called him Seolgi.

Come to think of it, it looks like it’s too small and looks oddly fitting.

At that time, Kyung-hee, who went into the kitchen, came out looking for pieces of fish.

“Now, would you like to eat this?”

When a piece of fish is served on a plate, he immediately begins to take it and eat it.

If it was my time to live, there were a lot of cat food and treats, so I could buy them, but it’s not easy to find them now.

No, is it okay to give salted fish just like that?

However, the cat was already chewing and swallowing the whole fish with its bones.

“Is it delicious?”

Nyaaan.

The cat jumped on the railing on the second floor, apparently satisfied. Then he looks at me again.

The bitter feeling runs through my mind again.

Soon the cat runs over the railing and jumps off the edge.

“Mom!”

Kyung-hee runs to the edge of the railing from which the cat jumped and looks down. But soon after, I just looked around to see if I could find anything, and then came back. Then he said with a worried expression.

“Brother, the snow has gone down, but I can’t see it.”

“It didn’t fall, it jumped.”

“Maybe you got hurt?”

“It will be fine. I’ve jumped off the roof like that before. And there’s a cat trick.”

“A cat’s trick?”

“Well, even if you fall from a high place, you land stably.”

“Oh, but how do you know Seolgi?”

“I’ve seen it many times before.”

The problem is that I saw it beyond time and space.

“By the way, what’s wrong with that cat?”

“Ah, that cat came all the way with Seon-hee earlier.”

“Sun-hee?”

“Huh. Seon-hee gave the name Baek Seol-gi. We sometimes meet outside, but Seon-hee is a friend I’ve known for a while. He’s a complete glutton cat.”

“friend? with that guy?”

“Yes, Seon-hee, what is it?”

Kyunghee smiles faintly.

I guess I know what that means too.

Now that I know a little bit about Seon-hee.

But through what process did that cat named Bek Seol-gi and Seon-hee become friends?

Even if that cat approached me, what else does Seon-hee have to do with it?

But soon he shook his head.

I’ll admit that there’s something special about a cat that I’ve been through so far, but it’s hard to believe that Seon-hee has a special intention.

And it’s hard to think that we’re the only humans who are friendly with cats.

But it was then.

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All of a sudden, I felt a strange feeling in my head.

And the episode about the king of management began to naturally organize in my head.

Of course, I thought there would be no problem if I made up my mind and took the time to organize it, but it is another matter to come to mind so suddenly and naturally.

However, Kyung Hee asked with a puzzled expression whether my expression was strange.

“Why, brother?”

“Nothing.”

After saying that, I walk straight up the stairs to the roof.

“Where?”

“Oh, wait a minute. Let’s get some fresh air on the roof.”

“Why?”

“just. I have something to think about.”

“Oh, the story?”