Comic cheating, dream-eating life

Nan Siji was very excited: "Yes, as long as "Tiga" is successful, we will definitely make a lot of money!"

He drew comics not for his ideals. After all, he was plagiarizing the masterpieces of his previous life. How could he be moved by the creator?

He has always been in it for money!

The family, ranging from Chunxiang to Qianqiu, are all students. Only the clan brother provides monthly living expenses and no other income, so life is tight.

He had never even been to a maid shop in Akihabara, it was too painful.

"Work hard to draw comics, and money will definitely be no problem."

Yoshida Koji put his hand on Minami Shiki's shoulder and began to seduce him: "Luxury cars and villas are no problem. If you keep drawing comics, these are just things you can get at your fingertips."

"You know, Mr. Eiichiro Oda, the author of "One Piece"? His after-tax income this year exceeds 3 billion yen. 3 billion yen! As long as you grow to the height of Mr. Oda, money is just a number to you."

"So, don't stop!"

Faced with Yoshida Koji's bewitchment, Minami Shiki's response was.

"Yes, I know, I will try my best!"

Completely hooked.

After the discussion, Yoshida Koji sat down at the desk in the bedroom and looked at Shingo seriously.

He would turn the page every once in a while, nodding seriously from time to time, and put down the storyboard after half an hour.

"Hoo~"

He breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "There are only a few small details, and the opinions I put forward have been implemented very well."

"No problem, just take this picture!"

Nan Siji listened to him anxiously and finally calmed down.

Just draw it again and you can serialize it!

He closed his eyes and felt the overwhelming gold coins coming towards him.

It’s great!

…

"My storyboarding ability has grown to 5 points. It's really effective to practice comics again."

Actually, Nan Shiji's real experience of drawing comics is only the 57 pages of the original manuscript.

To put it further, it is a month of smearing.

In his notebook from the beginning:

Storyboard 2

Painting skills 8

Plot 6

Until now:

Storyboard 5

Painting skill 9

Episode 8

The progress has been remarkable, it can be said that it has been completely transformed.

It won't be long before he reaches the level of Eiji Arizuma.

He looked at the notebook full of eraser scratches and sighed in his heart, fortunately, you have warmed my new life.

Eiji Niizuma has loved comics since he was a child. Instead of playing with other classmates, he spent his free time drawing.

A genius mind coupled with perseverance and passionate hobbies have created the current new wife Eiji.

As for myself, it only takes a short month to see the heels of Eiji's new wife.

"Hurry up and draw. As long as I draw, I will continue to improve. My comics will become more and more exciting."

Under the lights, Southern Seasons, who worked day and night to complete the storyboards, still did not stop, waving the G pen diligently to complete the classic in his heart.

The next day.

Under the light, Nan Siji completed another page of drawings. He raised his head slightly, and sunlight passed through the curtains, and the fine dust floating in the air was clearly visible.

"Ah~"

He hit the phone and looked at the time. It was already 7 o'clock in the morning.

Stayed up all night again.

He moved his body and didn't feel tired at all. He just felt it, and he didn't feel sorry for the hard work of the whole night.

"I drew 4 cartoons. There are 57 cartoons in total. As long as I work harder, I can finish them in 14 nights."

"But I could only draw three pictures at the same time in the past. As my drawing skills increase, I draw comics faster and faster."

The painting skill is now 9. Nan Siji picks up the eraser and prepares to increase it by 1.

only……

He looked at the notebook. The properties of this page changed a lot, and the eraser also wiped it a lot.

Once or twice will be fine. If you do it a few more times, the page will be scratched.

"Forget it, 9 is enough. Let's not change it for now."

He put the notebook in his jacket pocket again and patted it.

"My baby must be cherished."

After putting away the things on the table, Nan Siji opened the curtains and felt the warmth of the morning sun, feeling more comfortable.

After leaving the bedroom door and washing up in the bathroom, what he saw was Chunxiang wearing an apron and setting out breakfast.

Early in the morning, JK in an apron is making breakfast for you, which couldn't be more wonderful.

"Good morning."

"Good morning, Four Seasons," Chunxiang smiled, "I was just about to wake you up, but you got up unusually early."

"I'm not getting up early," Shiki walked to the kitchen and muttered, "I'll take care of this. You go get Xia Nai, Chiaki and the others to get up."

Chunxiang was a little confused, but didn't think much about it. She took off her apron and hung it aside. "Then I'll trouble you. The bread will be baked in half a minute. There are plates in the lower left locker and the chopsticks are in the drawer next to it."

Nan Siji wanted to scratch his head in embarrassment, but he just wanted to deal with breakfast, and then put it down sarcastically.

It's been two months since he traveled through time, one month to adapt, and another month to draw comics. He still doesn't know much about things at home.

It's really embarrassing to think about letting a little girl take care of her daily life.

"Chunxiang, I will take on the housework at home with you in the future."

When Nan Chunxiang heard this, she was stunned. She turned around mechanically and moved out of the kitchen step by step.

"?"

Nan Siji was surprised.

Nan Chunxiang left the kitchen and came back to her senses after a long while.

"Our Siji has grown up and become sensible."

She shuddered again, patted her face with both hands, and became distressed: "Am I a mother of someone else? We are obviously the same age. He was the one who took care of me when I was a child."

She remembered Nan Siji when she was a child. He was the king of children. From the river to school, he took her to play.

If there were children bullying her, it was Nan Siji who drove them away.

"I will always protect you, Chunxiang. Tell me loudly if you are bullied!"

He wore the most popular special drama helmet at the time, with a plastic sword in his hand, and he was full of vigor and spirit.

However, after his parents had an accident, he chose to take on everything and take good care of his sisters.

And Siji chose to sink...

Fortunately, now he has begun to have hobbies and work hard for them. Step by step, step by step, he has found his original self.

Before she knew it, Nan Chunxiang returned to her bedroom, stroking a painting mounted on the bookshelf. Her immature brushstrokes depicted a hero who defeated villains and protected the weak.

She shed tears with a gratified smile...

After an unknown amount of time,

"Chunxiang! Shana and Qianqiu have finished washing up, what are you doing?"

"I'm here."

She wiped away the tears from her eyes and smiled at the mirror.

With a beautiful mood, she walked to the dining table in the living room.

Nan Siji did a good job, and everything was done properly.

But he glanced at her with a sly look and whispered:

"Do you need a suppository? I heard that it works well."