Cartoonist in Doraemon

As the test papers were distributed to each student's desk, the atmosphere in the entire examination room gradually rose. Read М

Other people may not feel much.

But Nobita felt that the days were long.

He had so much fun during the previous holidays that he had forgotten some of the things he had learned before. It was not until he was about to take the exam that he gradually began to panic and fear.

But it was too late to get nervous now.

Looking at the black and white test paper in front of him, Nobita felt dizzy. The questions on it might know him, but he didn't know the questions on it, which was quite uncomfortable.

During the entire exam, it is estimated that there were only two people who could remain calm from beginning to end.

One was the well-deserved academic class leader Dekisugi.

As the best student in the whole class, such a test was just a drop in the bucket for him.

The other was the new international transfer student Lin Feng.

As an adult who has experienced higher education, the questions of the fifth-grade elementary school students in front of him are basically not too stressful for Lin Feng.

In addition to the two of them, even Shizuka, who has a relatively good academic performance in the class, frowned slightly while doing the questions.

It seems that they must have encountered a more difficult question.

"It's over, it's over, I can't answer any questions, what should I do..."

At this time, Nobita's hand holding the pencil was shaking constantly, and his heart was even more panicked.

Although he did borrow Shizuka's notebook to cram for a while, with Nobita's learning ability, it seems that just a cursory glance would not have any effect at all.

At this moment, the fear and panic of facing the test paper have dispersed all his few memories just now, and his brain is now completely blank.

"There is no way, I can only leave it to fate..."

After searching his mind and confirming that he had no memory of these questions, Nobita could only put his hands together, prayed silently in his heart, and then began to answer.

. . . . . .

The time of the exam always makes people feel that it passes quickly.

As the bell rang for the second class in the morning, the first quiz of the new semester also ended.

After handing in the papers, everyone's faces gradually became relaxed, and the atmosphere in the whole classroom changed from the previous tense to the current lively.

Of course, Nobita, who was confused throughout the test, still couldn't relax.

He has now begun to think about how to hide the test paper after the results are released.

"Look, Fat Tiger, Nobita's miserable look must have messed up the exam again, hahaha..."

"Isn't this normal? Nobita, doesn't he always behave like this in every exam? If I guess correctly, he probably got zero points this time, hahaha..."

As Nobita's good friends, Suneo and Fat Tiger couldn't help but start to mock Nobita after seeing the distraught expression of Nobita after the exam.

But it was obvious that Nobita was immune to this level of ridicule.

So he just looked up at the two guys who were watching the fun with some reluctance, and then lowered his head in a dull manner.

In terms of studying, Nobita was really useless except for laziness.

There was no way, some people were really not suitable for studying, no matter how hard they studied, there was not much effect.

On the contrary, in some fields other than studying, they could achieve some achievements that ordinary people could not achieve.

Maybe Nobita Nobi was such a person.

After the next two cultural classes, it was lunch time again.

Today, Lin Feng prepared egg and scallion oil noodles for lunch, which is also a more traditional delicacy in China.

The classmates around him were already used to it, so there was no such thing as the first day, when so many pairs of eyes looked at him.

Instead, there was some curiosity in Shizuka's eyes.

Although the lunch Lin Feng prepared for himself was not a very luxurious and rich lunch, it was still very appropriate to describe it as delicious.

After lunch, everyone gradually entered the stage of lunch break.

Lin Feng was not sleepy at all, so he simply took out a blank drawing paper from his backpack and started painting on the spot.

He didn't have much money in his pocket now, and he might need to spend money in the next few days.

Although he would visit Nobita's house after school this afternoon, he might be able to borrow auxiliary props from Doraemon.

But it was not Lin Feng's style to always pin his hopes on others.

And Doraemon was not so reliable sometimes.

What if he sent all the props for inspection, or if there were some other problems and he couldn't borrow props from him.

In the end, it still depended on Lin Feng himself to create paintings.

So Lin Feng's time was actually quite tight now.

"Student Lin Feng, are you going to draw comics here..."

Shizuka had just put away her lunch box and was about to lie on the table for a nap when she suddenly noticed that Lin Feng took out the draft paper from his backpack and spread it on the table.

She did not expect that Lin Feng's obsession with drawing comics had reached this level.

"Well, I couldn't sleep, so I found something to do."

Lin Feng smiled and explained.

"Didn't you get enough rest last night..."

Although Shizuka said this, her eyes were involuntarily on the brush in Lin Feng's hand.

As Lin Feng's arm holding the brush moved on the blank draft paper, some clueless lines gradually connected into some pictures.

Last night, Lin Feng was rushing to finish the first episode of "Demon Slayer", and he had already drawn the content of Tanjiro bidding farewell to his mother and younger brothers and sisters at home and going down the mountain to sell charcoal.

So today, he was going to start drawing the scene where Tanjiro was going back to his home in the mountains after selling charcoal, but encountered a heavy snowstorm, and was then left to stay overnight by an uncle named Saburo.

In fact, when most people saw this scene before, they complained that the uncle was meddling in other people's business.