Comic cheating, dream-eating life

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when Nan Shiki came home, and he got a dinner from Kodansha.

When he entered the house, Chunxiang and the three of them were sitting together watching TV.

"Still that teacher and Ninomiya?"

Nan Siji straightened her clothes and asked in surprise, they have been watching this show recently.

"Um."

Chunxiang answered absentmindedly.

Qianqiu also stared and said nothing.

Nan Siji could only sit next to Chunxiang and watch this bloody story together.

"Eh? Why are these two people hospitalized?"

Bandaged, eyes glazed over.

"Because he was hit by a car."

"Two of you together?"

"no."

Southern Four Seasons: "..."

He continued to watch, and saw the teacher and Ninomiya wandering the streets in a daze, with doctors and nurses chasing them out.

They were crossing the road and saw a car speeding towards them!

The doctor quickly stepped forward to stop the car.

"I won't let you hurt the teacher and Ninomiya-kun again."

The driver turned the steering wheel sharply to avoid it, and bumped into the teacher and Ninomiya who were walking beside him...

TV is over.

"Sister Chunxiang, complain about the TV." Qianqiu said.

She felt fooled.

He gets hit by a car as soon as he starts to get better. Romantic dramas are too cliche.

The four seasons in the south are very visual.

For a while, Korean dramas had this kind of plot, and it was criticized for a long time. I didn't expect Japanese dramas to be more powerful, this is the third car accident plot.

And it seemed that both of them had lost their memory.

"Ah, Shiki, how was it going to Kodansha today?" Nam Chunxiang began to change the subject.

"Ah, yes, have you met Mr. Morikawa Joeji, the author of "The First Divine Fist"?" Xia Nai turned around and asked hurriedly.

Xia Nai really likes this fist-in-hand fighting comic.

"Mr. Morikawa, you're not here. There are very few cartoonists, most of them are behind-the-scenes staff."

"Tch, that's really boring."

Xia Nai lost interest.

"This weekend, let's go out for dinner together. We just have enough money for publishing."

Looking at Xia Nai's look, Nan Shiji thought of the roast duck he had eaten this morning.

"Oh! Let's eat barbecue!"

Shana stood up and cheered.

"Barbecuing is so boring. I'll take you to eat Chinese food."

Nan Siji talked about his experience this morning. He described the roast duck as being full of meat and amazing. If you don't eat it, it will be a big loss.

"Gudu." Xia Nai swallowed, obviously feeling moved.

"Brother Siji, how much royalties did you receive?" Qianqiu asked curiously.

Chunxiang and Xia Nai also came over to take a look, staring at Nan Shiki.

Nan Shiji smiled: "1.14 million yen."

The royalties from Yourongshe are directly given as after-tax income. So it’s a complete 1.14 million yen, without any discount.

"1.14 million!" Xia Nai exclaimed.

"As much pudding as you can eat..."

She calculated it with her hands and immediately gave up with cramps.

"Get rich! Yay!"

"That's amazing, Brother Shiki. Qianqiu stared with big eyes, his admiration was beyond words.

Nam Chunxiang opened her mouth in shock and didn't speak for a long time.

Nan Siji crossed his arms and nodded. This is the happiest moment for a man.

This must also be done calmly, as being too exaggerated will ruin this feeling.

Feeling like a pillar.

"Xia Nai, I want to give some of it to Uncle Jian." Chunxiang said after thinking about it.

After the death of the Nan family couple, their compensation was paid to Chunxiang every month by their elders.

The Nan family had no income, so they borrowed money from Uncle Jian, who paid monthly.

1.5 million yen.

Paid studio rent, comic desk, drawing tools.

Finally, there is the salary of the assistants.

"Ah~" Xia Nai was a little disappointed: "Jian can pay back the money later."

"Xia Nai!" Chunxiang's voice was stern.

"Yes, I understand." Xia Nai curled her lips.

…

On Tuesday, Nan Siji discussed the dinner party with his assistants.

Finally set the time for Saturday afternoon.

"Although there will be a banquet on Saturday, it is better for the teacher to treat us," said Akane Niino.

"No, no, no, no, there's nothing wrong with you going to the banquet." Nan Siji thought.

"It's Saturday. I won't have lunch at noon. I'm going to have a big meal." Shiratori touched his belly and grinned.

"Then I'll eat two meals." Akane Shinno is very competitive.

"Three meals for me!"

"Four meals!"

"I said, stop!" Nan Siji quickly pressed his hands. The way they were eating, they would not starve him.

“Overeating is bad for your mental and physical health.”

He said with a grimace.

"Hahaha."

The two people covered their mouths and snickered.

"Shiratori-san is indeed right."

"The teacher is still so stingy."

"It's so interesting."×2

"Okay, it turns out you were just kidding me." Nan Siji clenched his fists: "The 200-pound British strongman can't lift a finger of mine. I don't know if I don't beat you until your faces are full of peach blossoms." Why are the flowers so red?”

"Guo Baa Ma Sai, Guo Baa Ma Sai. Teacher. Hahaha."

Today's Spring, Summer, and Autumn studio is still so lively, gratifying, and congratulatory.

…

When I got home at 11 o'clock, Xia Nai waved again.

"How are the results?"

"Quick reporting is number one." Nan Siji replied honestly.

He thinks this result is about right and there is nothing to be happy about.

That's it.

"Well, it's okay this time. Keep up the good work. You have to work hard at comics. Don't let your hair slip." Xia Nai nodded and said seriously.

"You are really my little housekeeper." Nan Siji shook his head helplessly.

"╭(╯^╰)╮."

"Go to bed early, you have to get up early tomorrow."

Nan Shiki looked at Qianqiu who was sleeping like a baby and said to Xia Nai.

"Brother Siji, it's great." Qianqiu muttered.

"This flatterer!" Xia Nai curled her lips: "Okay, good night."

"Good night."

I had a dreamless night and woke up in the morning with birds chirping on the branches.

Nan Shiji gathered some of the monster design pictures he drew and went to school full of energy.

"Senior Nan, you are still in high spirits."

"Wearing a school uniform looks like a beautiful boy from a comic book."

"That's right, that's right."

"Nan-senpai is much more handsome than a cartoon character."

"No, no."

"Huh? Just like His Highness Sesshomaru."

"Oh, right, right."

"Minami-senpai doesn't have the cold aura of His Highness Sesshomaru, he is obviously very gentle."

"Yes, no, no."

Seeing the two classmates arguing, the third high school student with double ponytails was at a loss.

In the end, he could only say vaguely: "Yes...right?"

Class 2c.

As expected, Harima Fist didn't come.

Did you also give up your comic career?

What a shame, he is obviously very talented.

Nan Siji thought.

Nothing happened all morning.

At noon, Koji Yoshida called.

"Teacher Chun Xia Qiu, jumk has decided to use the color page of "Ultraman Tega" for the next comic cover. Please design it in advance. Give it to me before Friday."

"Eh? Is there finally a coloring page?"

"Well, the new episode of "Ultraman Tiga" is so exciting. So the editor wants to keep up the good work."