1983 Past Life Manga King

“But now that only episode 1 has been serialized, I think we should wait a little longer. So, the two teachers pushed the original story as it was.

Please go out.”

“At the moment, it has no choice but to do so. Because the overall direction and concept of the story have been completed.”

Samsara has already decided on the story from the beginning to the middle and the outcome. There is also a double track that appears in the middle in order to go back and mesh like a cogwheel as a whole.

I have to take it all back.

While having a conversation with Jiro, he turned to Seonhee.

Again, Seon-hee was not particularly interested in our conversation. I just focus on the reality of painting.

Are you mentally good or are you not interested?

“For now, please read the continuity and give your opinion.”

“Is that so?”

The person in charge reads the story with a happy face.

“Ah, the continuity is smoother than the last time I saw it.”

“Yeah. Probably because I’ve seen it a few more times.”

“i See.”

As he nods his head, he hears a knock on the studio door. Sung Joon-hee goes out and opens the door.

“Mr. Daebong Lee…….”

“Hey, it’s James.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. James is here.”

“Brother, are you here?”

“Yes. I’m here.”

Lee Dae-bong, who raised his hand like that, looked at Ji-ro and flinched. and then smirk

“Ah, Japanese publisher, you are in charge.”

“Ah yes. Good morning.”

“Good morning. This is James.”

Saying that, he reached out his hand and Jiro met him.

Then, Dae-bong Lee patted the back of Ji-ro’s hand and smiled.

“Wow, she’s Japanese, so her skin is really nice.”

At that moment, Jiro’s body convulsed, and he hurriedly grabbed his hand and pulled it out.

Then, Lee Dae-bong smiled brightly.

“I’m ashamed.”

When Jiro made a creepy expression at those words, Park Sang-sik shouted.

“Hyung, don’t play around with such strange things.”

“What? I’m serious?”

A moment of silence flows

And soon, Park Sang-sik broke the silence and became annoyed.

“madam. Really.”

“And that’s why I call him James.”

“Don’t turn around.”

“I don’t know why people don’t understand my heart.”

“Because you don’t!”

At that moment, the female assistants giggle and laugh as if they were having fun.

“By the way, what’s going on?”

Daebong Lee turned to my words and answered with a slight frown.

“You, what do I have to do to come here?”

“It’s written on your face that you have a business.”

“Ugh, look fast.”

Daebong Lee, who was smiling like that, approached me.

“I started a new story, can you take a look?”

“Hyung, you said you wrote a story about school violence.”

“Oh, what? Sang-gil must have said it.”

“okay.”

“Hey, thinking about that makes me feel bad even now. That’s a really fun story. It’s a wonderful story that overflows with the loyalty of a man.”

“Brother, that idea is good. If you draw such a cartoon in a world like this now, you might be arrested for drawing bad manga, Mr. Jeon Sang-gil.”

At my words, Lee Dae-bong’s expression turned pale.

“Know. So my brother also dried up. He was forced to leave, but it is still a bit disappointing.”

“Still, don’t throw it away and leave it alone. The opportunity may come.”

“Okay.”

“Then the story I wrote this time is a food story after all?”

“Did you hear that too? Why is he so cheap?”

“Stop complaining and give it to me.”

He handed me a notebook with the outline of the story.

Although it appears to be written simply, the plot is well organized, and the flow and feeling of the story are understandable.

Not a bad story flow.

It is definitely a calming healing product.

However, it is unclear whether such a story will apply to Korea in this day and age.

By the way, does this person really have the superpower to predict future trends?

“What do you think?”

He looks at me with a happy smile and asks if he was satisfied with my surprised expression.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“The story is quiet.”

“Huh. This is a story about food-related stories while looking for local Korean food. That’s why the story is small and quiet.”

“How did you come up with this story?”

“Oh, from the reaction, it’s not bad. Am I right?”

“Answer me quickly.”

“okay okay. The man is impatient.”

After saying that, he paused for a moment and immediately smiled and talked.

“Our Yunhwan knows it well.”

“We’re leaving out our Yoonhwan, right now he’s an older brother or something…”

Lee Dae-bong is surprised to see a blood clot standing on my forehead.

“Oh, okay, okay. It’s tough at times like this, so that’s our Yunhwan…, big. Anyway, there was an interesting manga in a Japanese manga magazine I got in Itaewon. the picture is

Well, it was bland and nothing special. The material is food.”

“You are a master of taste.”

“uh? Is that title, Master of Taste?”

That’s it, I mean, I didn’t know Japanese, so that’s what caught my eye. The picture wouldn’t have been that great either.

“okay. The magazine he saw was Big Comic Spirits. A monthly manga magazine founded in 1980, bi-weekly since 1981.”

Of course, in 1986, it turned into a week again. Since it is the future by today’s standards, this story has been omitted.

Anyway, Master of Taste started serialization in 1983 and continued until 2015, and is an extra-long 111-volume comic strip. A story that can be told with food

It’s a legendary cartoon.

It is said that Daebong Lee saw such a cartoon by chance.

It’s a bit strange that he saw it by chance and that it caught his eye.

“Hey, as expected, we are big. Anyway, I was so curious about the contents of the manga, so I asked my friends and watched it. It was so much fun. You can make cartoons even with food.

When it comes to angles, as expected, these bastards are…”

Having said that, he glanced at Jiro and flinched.

“Alas, this bastard’s snout.”

Lee Dae-bong, who had tapped his mouth, spoke again.

“Anyway, Japanese kids have a great imagination.”

“So, did you decide that your next work will be a food manga?”

“okay. But Sang-gil hyung said that this was boring and not fun, so he told me to do something else. Do you think the same?”

“It’s okay too.”

If you are satisfied with my answer, your face immediately turns bright.

“right?”

“But now, I don’t think it would fit well with the script.”

“uh? Why?”

“The script is mainly for comics that are consumed lightly. It would be difficult for emotional stories about food like this to work in such a place.”

“Is that so?”

“Well, maybe not. I wouldn’t have thought that corporate management cartoons would work just a few years ago. It is difficult to predict trends.”

“Trend, you’re good at saying something cool, too.”

“Listen to the content, to the content.”

“Okay. And?”

“Anyway, the readers who read the script book manga these days are very different from what they used to be. I don’t know maybe it will be good. Why are business cartoons so popular?

You can see it.”

Of course, King of Management ended the serial a while ago.

Probably because of the boom in corporate comics, competition has arisen here and there, and the popularity has dropped.

“Then you’re saying that Yunhwan is saying that cartoons about food are also worth doing?”

“What if it’s just fun?”

“Fun is also important.”

“You seem to have forgotten something more important than that?”

“What?”

“I’m trying to convince the teacher. If it doesn’t, there’s no point in making it anyway.”

“Oh, what. That’s because I’ll try to convince Sang-gil well. Don’t mind me and give me your opinion.”

I don’t think it will be easy.

“Make an episode well. Stories related to food, the more moving the better.”

“Do you want food to impress?”

“A vague memory and food are a fantastic combination.”

“Oh, that’s good. It’s a sad memory.”

Saying that, he took out his notebook and diligently took notes.

Then he immediately got up from his seat, said hello to Jiro and his family, and went outside.

“Wow, you have a lot of passion.”

“Yeah. It’s a bit harsh.”

“By the way, it’s a food cartoon. I also saw a manga called Master of Taste, and it was quite interesting.”

“There may be a food comic boom in the future.”

At my words, Jiro had a strange expression on his face and then smiled.

“Ah, maybe.”

< To make matters worse, breaking through the thousand won (2) > End

After the second episode of Samsara was serialized, the result of the postcard voting was 11th.

The editorial department was shocked by this result as we were hearing a lot of talk about it from the beginning because of the lower-than-expected grades.

Executives who were interested in the Samsara series from the beginning also reacted negatively to this result.

Thanks to this, the editor-in-chief of Weekly Shonen Hero was called to a major executive meeting.

“I was so fussed that I was a genius writer, and the reaction was too bad, wasn’t it?”

“A genius rookie said, ‘What can I do to feed a publishing house? I am.”

“I don’t know if it’s worth visiting Korea several times a month, even though the circumstances of the publishing company aren’t that good.”

“Honestly, if you’re going to put a lot of effort into this, wouldn’t it be better to bring in an A-grade cartoonist from another magazine?”

Then the executives on the other side protested.

“It is not. The other magazines aren’t stupid either. Did you just let the signboard writers go? And even amongst the manga magazines, they are keeping good morals. sleep blindly

There is no way we can stand still to take away the Guinness writers, and then we will end up fighting each other for money. Who would initiate such a destructive thing? good for the future

It’s not a job.”

“What are you talking about? Not only Weekly Boy Hero, but also Monthly Power Hero’s two A-class writers have already moved on to Boy’s Monday. No.”

“It wasn’t that they stole it, it was the manga artist who finished the serialization and moved it by writing a new one.”

“How do you know if there was a back deal?”

“Stop making unconfirmed guesses.”

“what?”

“Honestly, Boys’ Monday is different from ours, but the cartoonists also went because they wanted to play in bigger water.”

“Come on, let’s stop talking off-topic.”

As the story suddenly flows sideways and the atmosphere becomes harsh, Executive Director Okada evoked the atmosphere.

Then, the executives turn their gaze to the editor-in-chief Shingo Sugo, who sits in a seat surrounded by them.

“Look. editor in chief.”

Director Okada called.

“Yeah.”

“Let the editor-in-chief say something. Don’t be so still. There must be something you want to say too.”

“There is no face.”

“It is not a situation to say that there is no face. Say something responsibly.”

“I didn’t mean to evade responsibility.”

At those words, one of the manager’s eyes fluttered open.

“Sudo editor-in-chief. So are you saying you’re going to take responsibility?”

“There are only two episodes going on now. And most of the editors confirmed the writer’s talent. After watching this meeting a little more, I think it is not too late to do it.

Each.”

At those words, the executives of the managing director immediately questioned the editor.

“Are you watching? There’s not a lot of money spent by the publishing house for that one writer so far. Even if you have talent, it’s not like you’re waiting for it, right?”

“If you have talent, why isn’t it popular? You say you’re experts, don’t you know that?”

“I don’t understand why they forced a non-Japanese to include Koreans. Even by throwing a huge amount of money to raise about three rookies. now