Comic cheating, dream-eating life

“I paint because I like it.”

Cang Shuhong looked at her for a long time before speaking slowly.

"Really? I understand."

Chunxiang looked at this scene and couldn't help but defend Nan Shiji. She asked: "Why can't we draw comics? Aren't cartoonists very good?"

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Aiko Iwase looked at her: "Who are you?"

Chunxiang replied: "I am also a freshman, Nam Chunxiang."

"It's my problem." Iwase Aiko apologized and left with her bag.

However, halfway through, he looked back at the three people in Nanjiji.

"What's the relationship between you three?"

If it weren't for maintaining her cold personality, she would really want to ask this question.

The handsome guy and the beautiful girl are hugging each other, they must be lovers, right? But senior Cang Shuhong looked at him with admiration, which made her confused.

Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about it. It was an irrelevant matter.

…

"I want to share a male perspective with you."

She went to a bench aside and gathered her skirt and sat down. Cang Shuhong took out the storyboard she carried with her and handed it to Nan Siji.

Nan Siji looked at the time, nodded and took it.

This is a modified version of Aoki Hong, adding the stories of Tsukamoto Tenma and Harima Kenji.

The perspective has always been on Tsukamoto Tenma's story, and it really lacks a sense of substitution.

"Did your editor say that? He is a very capable editor."

Editors see comics from a different perspective than others.

Nan Shiji can find shortcomings and shortcomings in comics, but it is difficult to find problems with the perspective of comics because it is too broad.

"Well, I can't tell you at the moment. I'll call you after I finish work."

"Please."

…

Nan Jiji returned home, and the director of the Literature Department of Dongying University discussed with him the matter of special enrollment.

After thinking carefully, Nan Siji still refused.

International first-class universities like Dongying have very high academic requirements for students.

Even special admissions.

He remembered the story of Ke Jie in his previous life.

Although he is still the number one in the country, his dominance is not as good as before.

In international competitions, I haven't achieved results for a long time.

He would lose to other players in inexplicable places.

This is due to the emergence of artificial intelligence, but it has to be said that it is also closely related to the fact that his energy is scattered and not as concentrated as before.

So Nan Shiki refused to enroll in Dongying and devoted himself to comics.

…

At night, almost twelve o'clock, today's work is finally over.

Nan Siji apologized and thanked the two assistants.

"It doesn't matter," Oba shook his head with a smile: "After all, teacher, you gave me twice my salary. Oh, no, there will be no public transportation! I'm leaving now!"

Nan Siji took the car keys and saw him disappear in a flash before she could stop him.

"I'll give it to you." He said to Airi Sawachi.

"Okay." Airi said in surprise.

At the door of the villa, the housekeeper smiled while looking at the message on his cell phone, started the car and disappeared into the night.

In the garage, Minami Shiki started the car and picked up Airi Sawachika at the door.

Amid the neon lights, the car slowly drove forward.

Looking at the smile of the girl next to him, Nan Siji became more and more confused, what should he do?

Just like the common male protagonists in animation, he doesn't take the initiative and simply enjoys the happiness of everyone being together.

I don’t know how long time has passed.

"Hey, Nan, what do you think of me?" Airi Sawachika asked quietly, leaning against the car window, her golden hair flowing.

"I..." Nan Siji's throat was dry and he swallowed. The night was so hot.

"Sawachika is very beautiful, a heartthrob loved by many people."

"What about you?"

"Me? I..."

"Creak."

With a sudden stop, Nan Siji smiled, with a sense of luck: "We're here."

The manor next to it is Airi Sawachi's home.

Airi Sawachika glared at Minami Shiki angrily and prepared to get out of the car.

But when Nan Siji was relaxing, she suddenly kissed him on the cheek.

The ice was cold, and the southern seasons became silent for a moment. The body was stiff and unable to move.

Now in the car, she smiled triumphantly.

"No one is home, do you want to sit down?"

"I...I..." Nan Siji was struggling, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Forget it, I was joking."

The girl turned around and waved her hand above her head: "See you on Monday."

"Fool--"

Nan Siji seemed to hear a small voice of resentment.

"Goodbye," he said.

At this time, he had mixed feelings in his heart. He didn't know whether he was annoyed or happy. Maybe he was more annoyed.

…

At night, after returning to the bedroom.

Nan Siji looked at her phone and promised to discuss comics with Cang Shuhong.

But I was so confused inside that I couldn't think of anything.

Only one text message can be sent.

"Sorry, it's already very late. Let's talk at 10 o'clock tomorrow night. Good night."

Cang Shuhong's reply was simple: "Good night."

Cang Shuhong hugged her legs and sat on the balcony, looking at the dark night, the expectation in her heart disappeared.

On Saturday, Nan Siji called on time at 10 o'clock.

He told Cang Shuhong about Mashiro Takashi and Azu Miho.

"We fell in love at first sight in elementary school and confirmed our feelings in the third year of junior high school. But we agreed that we would not meet until we realized our dreams, and we basically never met again after that."

There was only one period, that is, when Mashiro Toutou was sick and hospitalized.

Azumiho was also working hard for the dreams of both of them.

But after Minami Shiki finished speaking, she analyzed the man's mood and position, and hurriedly hung up the phone.

In terms of the purpose, it was accomplished very well.

Aoki Hong had a direction based on the perspective of the male protagonist Shoichiro.

However, there was no usual relaxed atmosphere. It seemed that a strict teacher was teaching, and the whole process was just talking about how to draw comics and why to draw like this.

"Teacher Chun Xiaqiu is very busy."

Looking at the phone, Aoki Hong thought.

...

On Monday, "Ultraman Tiga" was released.

This is the last episode of "Ultra Star".

Mr. Yoshino only knew that the follow-up content was already there when he saw his youngest son reading the comics.

"It's only a week, not a month?"

The youngest son explained to him the difference between monthly and weekly magazines.

"Well, you are quite capable, Chun Xiaqiu."

He nodded and praised Chun Xiaqiu rarely.

"But," he quickly realized, "Why isn't "Ultraman 1" updated weekly?"

He can read the comics faster.

"Of course Tiga is more interesting and more popular." The youngest son shrugged and said.

"How is that possible?" Yoshino snatched the comic book from his youngest son, pointed at Tiga on the cover and said, "How can this be better than Ultraman 1? Hum, let me see it."

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"You old man, really, I haven't finished reading it yet." The youngest son shook his head and went upstairs to play games.

In the comics, Da Gu caught up with Chaliga.

The other party put the umbrella in his hand with the handle facing up, jumped on the umbrella and flew up.

After a round of shooting, Chaliga disappeared.

On the other side, the progress of the comics was not smooth.

The cartoonist Chun Xia Qiu was very distressed until he took out a polyhedron crystal.

In his memory, it was the M87 nebula, given to him by a distant alien friend.

It was a night by the lake, Ultraman was standing on a high place, another back view.