1983 Past Life Manga King

After answering that, Park Sang-sik opened the door first and entered.

“What?!”

Suddenly, as if surprised, a man’s voice is heard from inside.

“Hey, you! Something like that in advance.”

Maybe it’s because they didn’t let them know in advance that the guests are coming.

I would be concerned about strangers coming to my personal space.

Haha, it’s my fault for suddenly following.

As we open the door and enter, the dark interior of the room comes into view with a cool breeze.

I don’t know why, but I was working with a reading light turned on, with a black-out curtain on the window.

He seemed to be the type of person who could concentrate well if he did this.

Instead, there might be a problem of not knowing how the time of the day goes.

A man with his hair sparsely removed from the dark books and blankets, then walks through the blackout curtains.

As the light rushes into the room, dust and cigarette smoke catch my eye.

A rough-looking beard that hasn’t been shaved for a few days, messy hair, and clear eyes that look over the big glasses. The man hurriedly opened the window to ventilate and told us.

“If I had known that guests were coming, I would have prepared something.”

Having said that, he came towards me.

“welcome. My name is Kang Yong-cheol.”

He held out his hand to me with his red-tinted eyes and grabbed it.

“Good morning. This is Yunhwan Lee.”

“Because this friend also wants to help with the work. I came here by accident.”

“Still, this isn’t it. I’m not in a position to give money. And you don’t even need to come.”

“What are you talking about? You cried like that last night.”

Kang Yong-cheol coughs at Park Sang-sik’s words.

“I was a little tired yesterday, so I was out of my mind. That’s why you wake up in the morning and do it so hard. But after doing it, it seems like something will happen.”

At that, Park Sang-sik put on a face that was ridiculous.

“I really have to say something that makes sense. Don’t I know you’re slow?”

“Hey, it’s not that my hands are slow, it’s that it takes a lot of time because I’m trying to improve the quality.”

“The level of perfection is a bummer, even though it’s not a particularly meticulous drawing. And now it’s a speed war, a speed war. Even if it’s not a script, you need to have a basic speed for the serialization to work properly.”

“This time, it’s a short story.”

“You have to think about the future. I can’t make a living with short stories alone.”

“okay. I will draw harder in the future.”

“It should be.”

Having said that, Park Sang-sik touched the floor a few times and frowned.

“Why is the air cool, why is the floor so cold? briquettes?”

He pauses for a moment at Park Sang-sik’s interrogation and says:

“Ah, it’s been a few days since it fell.”

“Is this because you want to die not because of work, but by killing yourself?”

He gets angry and goes outside.

“Hey, where are you going?”

“The idiot is silent.”

The idiot is silent, and she’s like some old theater line and a novella, so her laughter pops out.

Kang Yong-cheol looked at me with a strange expression, but I had no choice but to avoid his gaze.

Why is this situation so funny?

Anyway, Park Sang-sik, who had left, immediately came in.

Two briquettes attached to a rope in one hand and a lightning bolt in the other.

“Hey, what are you buying on purpose?”

“shut up.”

Having said that, he went into the kitchen. And after a while, a creaking sound is heard, and soon he enters the room.

Seeing the pungent smell of smoke, it looks like a lightning bolt was lit.

“Because I ordered 100 pieces from the briquette shop. When you earn money later, you pay it back.”

Park Sang-sik, who came in with a sniff, nagged a few more times, and Kang Yong-cheol, who was quietly listening, sighed.

“You seem to be getting more and more nagging as the days go by.”

“You make my brother nagging.”

It was the first time I knew that Park Sang-sik was also secretly doing tsundere.

It seemed like he was going to laugh again at his unusual appearance, but he desperately endured it.

However, there is something serious and bitter about it.

“Yeah, I’m sorry.”

This is not supposed to laugh, right?

But Kang Yong-cheol looks back at me.

uh? did you hear it?

But he soon put on an apologetic expression.

“I forgot about your nagging. A lot of guests came along, but I don’t have anything to offer. Wait a minute. I······.”

“done. We bought something to eat.”

Saying that, I took out what I bought at the store I stopped by.

Kang Yong-cheol’s eyes widen when he takes out the banana milk.

“Wow, this precious thing. It would be expensive.”

“Of course it is expensive.”

Saying that, Park Sang-sik chuckled.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“These days, I do well because of Yunhwan.”

Then, when he put out a straw and held it out, Kang Yong-cheol took it carefully.

“I heard it coming and going. Good.”

“Well, I have a bit of a seal.”

“Inbok is a horn. In the meantime, I’ve been struggling like that. By the way, I really wanted to eat this.”

“Eat if you want to eat, and don’t live in poverty.

“It’s noisy, you bastard.”

Saying that, people put on a nice smile.

Park Sang-sik glanced at Kang Yong-cheol and said while holding his own banana milk.

“Actually, I also bought this because it reminded me of the old days when I was working in a Japanese studio.”

Perhaps the two of them are lost in their old thoughts, for a moment there is no word.

Somehow, they said that I had to buy banana milk, so that’s what he meant.

“By the way, even the guests came like this, and I couldn’t even treat them.”

As Kang Yong-cheol carefully sucks the banana milk and says, Park Sang-sik wiggles his hand to the side and says:

“That’s because it happened.”

“Yeah. You don’t have to worry about it. And let go. You’re senior in common sense, so you’re older than me.”

“Still in the first page…….”

“Brother, here you go again. Let go when told to let go. Our Yunhwan is a person who will grow big in the future. In a time like this, create a network of giants.”

Then Kang Yong-cheol laughed awkwardly.

“Is that so?”

“Yeah. Do by that way.”

“Then, you speak like common sense. Like a brother, without fault.”

“Yeah. no. Yes, okay, bro.”

Kang Yong-cheol was slightly surprised at that. And seeing that, Park Sang-sik laughed.

“Our Yunhwan is such a kid. If you were born a long time ago, younger than us, you are the person we should serve as lords.”

“Why are you overdoing again?”

It’s not even the resolution of the Three Kingdoms, it’s true.

“Even when I look at it, the eyes seem special.”

It’s getting worse and worse. Do you have any invisible scripts?

“By the way, how busy are you right now?”

“Uh, what. He has three days left to beat today. What they want is page 18. Now there are 12 pages left.”

“what? Only 6 pages? And 12 pages in three days? I have to do 4 pages a day, but I can do it myself?!”

At Kang Yong-cheol’s words, Park Sang-sik shouted.

“Well, if you don’t sleep…”

“What kind of machine is your brother? How do you work without sleeping? And then I fell down.”

“Even so, it is an opportunity that has come a long way and cannot be missed.”

“What kind of opportunity is that? By the way, can I take a look at the story? Have you been working on a continuity?”

“Uh, wait a minute.”

Kang Yong-cheol picked up a notebook on his desk and held it to Park Sang-sik.

Park Sang-sik, who received it, opened the notebook and began to scan it.

And then his face hardens.

Kang Yong-cheol, who was watching the scene carefully, asked.

“How are you?”

“Are you honest?”

“······uh.”

“This is just a list of pictures. I have nothing to say.”

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“Yeah, it’s still too harsh. And it’s only an 18-page short story. How much of an impact would that have?”

“This hyung is making noises that he can’t understand again. The shorter the story, the more impact it should have. And your brother just did it. It’s an opportunity that came like never before. But you can’t make up a silly story like this.”

“.. . . . . . . . . . .

Then I interrupted the conversation.

“Brother, can I take a look at it?”

“uh? uh. okay. Please read it once and say something to this frustrated hyung.”

“You too? I am not yet mentally prepared.”

“Noisy! My brother must be a little shocked. And you have to come to terms with reality.”

“However, your common sense seems to have changed a lot.”

“what?”

“No, I didn’t mean it in a particularly bad way, so don’t be offended.”

“So, what do you mean?”

While the two continued to fight, I was reviewing Kang Yong-cheol’s short story.

The title is ‘The Leopard of Orion’.

First of all, the genre seems to be SF.

The conti itself is clean and looks good.

The overall scene composition isn’t bad either.

Although the basics are strong, I think the personality is probably meticulous when you look at the delicate scenes.

The overall feeling is like this for now, and then it’s time to look at the story.

It’s an ordinary story that doesn’t come out with good lines.

The few people left on a huge ship floating in space.

Looking at the material alone, it feels gloomy, but it feels like something interesting.

However, unlike the mood of the painting, it just flows normally, and suddenly it is a bit of an abrupt ending, ‘Let’s still have hope’.

At first I thought it was going to be a bit dark, but it suddenly ended with a bright feeling, so if this is a reversal, then it’s a reversal. It’s only then that I mumble and I don’t remember anything.

At this point, it is understandable that, as Park Sang-sik said, it is a cartoon with only pictures.

Next, I looked at the completed six-page manuscript, not the continuity.

The finished manuscript is as neat and well made as I felt during the continuation.

The scenes and scenes were painstakingly drawn, and without wasting scenes, they were meticulously drawn with craftsmanship.

The background of the universe was used efficiently, and the shading effect was not bad.

The overall sense of the universe and mechanics is similar to Yuki Hijiri’s ‘Superman Locke’. The characters have a strange feeling as if they are a mixture of typical Japanese and Korean styles, but they seem to have a good balance.

If you do this, it doesn’t look like it will go anywhere as a picture. In fact, when I think about those days, I personally think it looks better than Koh Jung-jeong, who left a big mark in the science fiction field.

Of course, from my standards, it is unavoidable to look clumsy as the times are the times.

Anyway, it seems clear that he has a decent level of painting skills.

In any case, it is clear that he is a person with a strong passion for painting.

However, the problem was with the story.

Thanks to the boring story that is not commonplace, the wonderful picture does not leave a very impressive impression.

In addition, if the speed of work is slow while drawing such meticulous drawings, it is a fatal flaw for a cartoonist.

For now, I think we should put aside that and talk about this short comic.

As the two of them kept arguing in front of me, I quietly opened my mouth.

“My thoughts are the same as common sense hyung. It’s too bland.”

At that moment, the two who had been chatting and arguing stopped. And soon, Park Sang-sik showed the victor’s smile.

“Look, Yoonhwan is saying that too. As I said before, Yoon-hwan is sharper than me.”

“…Ah, is that so?”

“what? You trembled like that at my words, but why did you agree with Yunhwan all at once?”

“Yeah. How can I stand?”

“what? That’s too much.”

“By the way, the story is the biggest weakness I have.”

“I’ll give you a call or something. Then I wouldn’t have helped in any way in making the story.”

“I did it because I didn’t want to bother you.”

“Oh, it’s like this. Really.”

“I don’t have time now, so I can’t help it. I just have to finish the rest of the painting and work hard.”

“It has to be so.”

Park Sang-sik agrees with a look that he can’t help it.