They Gather Here

Luo Zhen didn't dare to ask.

however……

"Whether you are discussing the "Road Traffic Law" or jumping up and down beside the bicycle, I am there." Kato Megumi smiled even more.

"Pfft!" Yukinoshita made an inexplicable voice and rushed through the school gate.

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Throughout Monday, Luo Zhen never saw Yukinoshita again.

This made him feel a little awkward, and even hesitant to go to the club activity room.

However, Kato Megumi pushed him: "You go to the activity room first, there is a problem with my math homework, so I have to go to Onomichi-sensei."

I'm really thankful that I don't have to go with this girl.

Luo Zhen went to the teacher's office first and found that the key to the home economics classroom had been borrowed by Chitanda, so he went directly through the corridor connecting the special building and came to the door of the home economics classroom.

Is Yukinoshita here?

Luo Zhen probed into the door.

Fortunately, there were only two people in the classroom—Chitanda and Eiri.

Luo Zhen couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when he saw that Xuexia was not there.

To be honest, after being hit by Megumi Kato in the morning as a "good thing", he was really a little afraid of facing Yukinoshita.

Although, even he himself didn't know what he was afraid of.

Luo Zhen regained his spirits and stepped into the home economics classroom.

Seeing the senior enter the door, Chitanda did not say hello, but made a "shush" gesture, and then pointed in the direction of Eri.

Luo Zhen looked away.

Inri Pear's condition is even worse than in the morning.

She drooped her head and was writing something on her B5-sized Campus notebook. The plasters had been replaced with new ones, and the pure gold twintails had faded a lot.

This guy……

"Sawamura, did you fight with someone last night?" Luo Zhen asked cautiously out of concern.

"How is that possible?" Ying Lili replied angrily, "This joke is not funny."

"Then why the plaster?" Luo Zhen was puzzled.

"Here!" Inri raised her wrist, "Mild tenosynovitis."

"Here!" Eiri pointed at her neck, "Shoulders are sore."

"Here!" Ying Lili held her forehead, "Migraine headache."

"Now, do you understand?" In the end, she ended the case with a gorgeous rhetorical question.

Luo really understands.

Combining the few words he had heard from Ying Lili before, he gave a judgment: "Deadline?"

"That's right." Ying Lili nodded, "I still have one thing to say. To be precise, I haven't even finished the storyboard, and now I'm writing the lines."

Saying that, she frantically smashed the notebook in front of her with her double ponytail, as if she was going crazy.

Anyone can see that this girl is in a bad mood, and it is best not to provoke her at this time.

However, there is one thing Luo really can't understand--

Shouldn't writing the lines be the last few steps of a storyboard?

Although Luo Zhen doesn't understand the drawing process, he also knows that the method that Ying Lili is taking now is unreasonable.

Write the lines first, although you can determine questions such as "which character will speak in what tone" and "what a character will say in this situation", but from the actual situation, because the layout is limited, and the lens From a different perspective, the lines written at the beginning are often shortened when filling in the dialog box.

Even, in order to accurately express the original intention, the lines are very likely to be overturned, and the mirroring efficiency will naturally slow down.

Eiri, as the ace of the art department, has no reason to make such an obvious mistake.

Is it a habit?

Or is there another reason?

Luo Zhen couldn't help but feel curious.

He leaned forward a little and focused his eyes on Eri's Campus book.

The above is indeed the lines, and the content is very simple.

It's overly simple.

……

Man: Your lips are so hot, so warm

Female: Um...

Male: Um...

Female (psychological): To be melted!

……

This is?

This is!

Luo Zhen glanced back roughly again, and couldn't help swallowing.

content……

It's really not enough for outsiders.

Now, Luo Zhen is not just skeptical about Ying Lili's racing, but the evidence is solid.

He couldn't control his emotions, and sprayed directly: "Pfft!"

Noisy!

Eiri raised her head, only to realize that what she wrote had been exposed.

Her face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she stretched out her hands to protect the book: "Who let you read it?"

Seeing the two seniors' reactions so strange, Chitanda tilted her head and said eagerly, "I'm curious about what Sawamura-senpai is creating!"

Done!

I forgot about this curious baby!

"Don't be curious!" The two second-year students said in unison.

"Hmm..." Chitanda showed an aggrieved expression.

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Chapter 3 Deadlines and Nutritious Meals

As a normal boy, Luo Zhen is somewhat "experiencing", of course, he can guess what type of comics with all the lines "Hmmmmmm".

Still, he was skeptical.

Is it true that a young lady like Eiri can draw that kind of thing?

Almost subconsciously, Luo Zhen said the question in his heart: "Sawamura, did you draw 'that'?"

"That's right." Eiri nodded as if giving up, "It's 'that'."

"..."

"..."

There was silence in the home economics classroom.

Chitanda's gaze went back and forth between Luo Zhen and Eiri, as if watching a table tennis match.

She knew that the seniors were playing dumb riddles, but she didn't dare to ask more questions. She couldn't help but puff out her cheeks like an angry Xiao Long Bao.

Luo Zhen can guess that this girl is curious.

However, the fact that Eiri is a book artist is really not suitable for public discussion.

Can only find a way to divert the topic.

Luo Zhen pondered for a moment, winked at Ying Lili, and then asked, "Sawamura, you must have had a hard time last weekend, right?"

When talking about this topic, Ying Lili seems to be aggrieved and does not vomit unpleasantly.

"It's really hard work!" She complained very fast, "I was ordered to retreat to rush drafts by the editor in charge, accidentally kicked the power supply, and the tablet was scrapped."

"Also, I went to the corner of the library at noon to write a line list, but I was ridiculed by the art department."