1983 Past Life Manga King

Of course, to say that it is a special story, it is only a story made mainly for the game. However, it seems that the response has been quite good, perhaps because of the hard focus on the dramatic depiction of the game.

Thanks to this, Jeon Sang-gil was calling Park Sang-sik several times a day.

“I’ll tell Yunhwan well about that. Yes. Yes. Then, have a good time at work.”

Park Sang-sik says so, and he hangs up the phone.

Seeing that, I asked with a puzzled expression.

“What are you good at?”

“Oh, Sang-gil Jeon also knows that you are the center of the story, so I ask you to help me a lot so that you can come up with ideas quickly.”

Park Sang-sik says so and laughs.

“I can’t help it. I hear you’re getting a call from the publisher like that. It seems that Dondok has risen properly.”

“Are you a teacher?”

Park Sang-sik shook his head at my question.

“No, the publisher. My teacher doesn’t listen to me even if I say that I can’t increase my work speed any more. Publishers seem to think that cartoonists are just machines that print pictures.”

“At that point, the shooting speed is right. There’s a reason why script-based comics are called factory comics.”

“Oh, is that so?”

Park Sang-sik smiles as he rolls his eyes.

However, thanks to that, there is a lot of cash coming in, so I am always torn down to my ears whether I am happy every day.

“By the way, the story for this third part has already been made. As for the continuity, I just need to hurry up a little bit more, so why are you telling me to slow it down? I’m doing it because I’m in a hurry.”

“Your brother also works with some control. Then the body is completely destroyed. And if you keep passing it on like that, you’ll take it for granted later on. Then only hyung gets tired. The studio is a work shared by several people, so even so, it’s not like my brother or I.”

“······is it?”

Park Sang-sik makes a strange expression.

I don’t know if I understood or not.

“So. Greedy for money is good, but think about your body and work.”

Park Sang-sik nodded his head when I said it as if to make a promise once more.

“okay. okay.”

“By the way, when do you think the continuity work will be finished if you do it normally?

“I think it will be completed in about the next day or so.”

“Then, wait for a day or so, then hand it over.

“Why is that again?”

“just. give it so at your leisure.”

“okay. I don’t know why.”

“Why? I mean don’t get too caught up in it. Now that I have some money, I do it with my body in mind.”

“Okay, okay.”

Thanks to my recent move, I was robbed of all my money, and a large amount of money is coming in, making it easier for me to carry out my next plan.

The next goal is, of course, to find a firebox.

If you want to start making comics with Seon-hee in earnest, you need a studio. In fact, it is unreasonable for Seon-hee to make a comic strip by herself.

Of course, she admits that Seon-hee has a talent for comics and is fast enough to handle on her own, but anyway, Seon-hee is now a high school student.

Even if you get good grades even if you don’t study at home, it’s inevitable that you don’t always have enough time as long as you’re at school. I don’t want to make Seonhee do the ignorant thing that makes her work alone.

Anyway, if you want to start as a writer, you need to have a working space and some degree of assistance to help.

My current opinion is that Seon-hee must focus on her main work, drawing, in order to be able to serialize it in the future.

I’m drowning in miscellaneous thoughts like that, and Park Sang-sik hits me.

“Why?”

“What are you thinking so hard about?”

“Because of future work.”

“You are all good, but you seem to think too much.”

“I?”

“uh.”

Having said that, he immediately smiled.

“Well, you can come up with such a great story.”

“·················ogue.”

It’s not like that.

I’m not a particularly great person as Park Sang-sik thinks, because I’m only composing stories based on my experiences as a devotee.

But on the other hand, no matter how much I think of it as a fan, I know that the story is plausible and well made. It seems to be increasing as I keep doing this, and the more I make it, the better it seems to be complete.

Was it possible that I had a talent for storytelling rather than drawing in the first place?

I just didn’t see the light because I hadn’t had a chance in the meantime, and finally, my talent… There’s no way I’ve ever had it.

Don’t get too excited just because you’re doing well.

I don’t know, but thanks to that cat, something special might have been acquired here as well.

Thinking like that makes me lose my strength.

eh.

“Why are you sighing?”

“Nothing.”

“After all, you’re also doing this because it’s burdensome to write a story. Haha, I can understand how you feel.”

“·················ogue.”

“By the way, did the Japanese editor go home with the manuscript?”

Park Sang-sik stopped working on the story and asked, scratching his head with the back of a pencil.

“I don’t know.”

To be honest, it’s been a few days and there’s no contact, so I’m just thinking about it comfortably. After all, there is nothing I can do if the relationship has not been reached after it has left my hand.

“I haven’t contacted you for a few days, so maybe things are going wrong? Oh, me too. rude words.”

Park Sang-sik slaps his mouth with the palm of his hand to see if he thinks he has made a speech mistake.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Well, I’ve done everything I need to, so I have no choice but to wait. And if things don’t go well, you can try again.”

“When you look at it like this, I don’t know if you are very bold or if you are not impressed with everything you do.”

“If possible, do something bold. That’s good to hear.”

Park Sang-sik smiles at my words and nods his head. Then he looked up at the wall clock and opened his mouth.

“By the way, what do you eat for lunch? The only thing I can eat is ramen.”

“Do you have cold rice?”

“No.”

“Then I’ll go home and bring you some cold rice, so hyung, make some ramen.”

“Okay. I’m cooking ramen again, right?”

While Park Sang-sik was making ramen in the kitchen, I rode my bike to my house.

This guy, also called a new user’s bike, is a rustic model that can ride with a straight body.

Even if it’s close to home, it’s a 10-minute walk if you walk slowly. So I decided to buy a bike with a big heart.

When I say why I had a big heart, it is because bicycles in those days were more expensive than I thought. Even on a bike without gears.

I’m riding a bike, but my form doesn’t really work.

Anyway, when I arrived at the front of the house, opened the door and entered the house, I saw a child playing for the first time in the yard.

He is a boy who appears to be about 5 years old.

what? Who is this guy?

Did you come to play next door?

“Little boy. who are you?”

“·················ogue.”

I approached the child, crouched down and asked him, and this guy, with his eyes wide open, went straight to the door and shouted.

“sister! sister!”

“sister?”

Soon the door opened and a woman poked her head out.

have brown hair

Uh, but isn’t it brown?

“Why is that, Junmo?”

“sister.”

The child has brown hair, but not anymore. Anyway, he clings to a woman.

I think Kyung-hee told me her name before… did I say Sung Jun-hee?

Anyway, I had a younger brother like that.

“uh. are you here?”

“Is he your brother?”

“uh.”

“There must be a big age difference between me and my brother.”

“okay.”

Anyone with brown hair would say that he was the son of Jun-hee Sung.

Of course, you can’t say that without being polite.

“But what are you doing at my house?”

“Ah, that’s…”

Then, Kyung Hee opens the door and comes out.

“Is your brother here?”

“uh. By the way······.”

“Oh, Junhee unnie? When he met before, he told me to come over to his house today. Today, my mother also went to the temple, and her older sister is also busy studying, so Seon-hee and I are the only ones at home.”

“Did you?”

Saying that, he grabs her legs with Sung Joon-hee and looks down at the boy hiding behind her.

It wouldn’t be easy to take care of a younger brother like that.

“Brother, but didn’t you have something to talk about?”

“Oh. Do you have any cold rice?”

“Why cold rice?”

“Common sense hyung cooks ramen. I will eat rice.”

“Did you come here on purpose?”

“okay. give it to me soon Go quickly.”

“No, don’t do that, let’s eat together. I’ll call you right away to ask you to come too. I have a phone at home at times like this, so it’s really convenient, hehe.”

So he groaned and ran to the living room.

However, the child who is still stuck to Sung Joon-hee’s leg and bangs his head is still watching me.

“Hey, you look like your little sister. Come on, pocket money.”

Saying that, he held out a 100-won coin from his pocket. Then, the little guy slowly looked at Ji-noona’s eyes, then came straight up to me, took the coin, and said hello to my belly button.

“It’s Komatsumi.”

“Oh Olchi, your greetings are good too.”

I stroked the little guy’s head.

“how old?”

Junmo spreads her four fingers at my words.

“Oh, you are four years old.”

“It’s a new year, so I’m five years old.”

“okay?”

I stroked Junmo’s hair, opened the door and entered her house.

Before closing the door at the sound of a child’s laughter, I turned around and saw a coin in my hand, running around the yard looking for something good.

Seong Joon-hee, looking at such a child, looks like a real mother.

Soon after shrugging her shoulders, I entered the living room and headed towards her twin room.

smart.

After knocking and opening the door, I see Seon-hee sitting at her desk and concentrating on her paintings.

“What are you doing?”

“······Drawing.”

When I got closer, I saw that she was working hard on her drawings.

“Are you going to draw the next episode after sending it to Japan?”

“No, from the beginning again.”

“Eh? Why all of a sudden?”

“Something clumsy.”

“Where?”

“Just a feeling.”

She says so and is quick to tease her pencil.

She looked at the already finished drawing manuscript.

The story is the same, but it is a drawing with a very different feeling.

What?

What has changed?

The basic screen layout is the same. However, the feeling of the painting was different.

is three-dimensional.

The three-dimensional effect was overwhelmingly stronger than before.

After seeing and digging Dongmong and Akira countless times over the years, did they finally create this feeling?

The proportions of the human character were also fairly stable.

I started drawing in earnest not long ago, but my drawing skills are improving like crazy. No, it’s only been a while, so it’s only natural that progress is rapid? It’s a good skill right from the start, so it seems that his skill is growing terrifyingly.

What’s even more surprising is the speed.

When I asked him to focus only on the drawing, the detail of the drawing itself rose to a considerable level.

In the case of the background, I was told to express only the characteristics and not to draw in detail, but the characteristics alone are very detailed. Still, the movement of the hands is amazing.

It’s a sketchy movement, but it’s surprisingly accurate, and it looks like a machine is drawing a picture.

Come to think of it, the finished drawing is 18 pages in total.

The one I’m drawing right now is the 19th page.

“Since when did you draw?”

“After breakfast. from 9 o’clock”

I checked the time and it had been about 3 hours.

It took me 3 hours to work on 18 pages of this detailed manuscript…