Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

After discussing the banquet, Hojo Kyosuke chatted with Tsuyoshi Aisaka for a while. The latter was planning to write a new book because his wife planned to have a child and had to work hard to make money to support the child.

"This time I plan to write a lighter novel. I will use you as the prototype. I will write about a college dropout who is obsessed with love. No matter where he goes, he will be entangled by women, and then he will be involved in inexplicable cases. This young man will travel while traveling. While solving the case, I will win the hearts of beautiful women along the way and fulfill my great wish of spreading seeds all over the world."

On the phone, Aisaka said enthusiastically that he finally understood from Hojo Kyosuke that there is no money in writing traditional novels, and Sese is the primary productive force. Add a small spoonful of violence, a small spoonful of murder, and finally a large spoonful of beauty, and a perfect novel is born.

Although if you do this, you will inevitably be looked down upon by your peers, but if you think about it from another perspective, if you come out of the harsh traditional novel world and enter the light novel world, is it not a random killing? When the time comes, asking Hojo to help him promote himself once every three days will not be in vain as he helps him run around for so long.

Maybe by then I will have countless beautiful book fans like him, it would be perfect.

The more Gosaka thought about it, the more excited he became, and he talked endlessly about the plot that would follow.

"First of all, the protagonist must be ranked first in his grade in high school, then join the kendo club and baseball club, single-handedly bring the originally weak team into the national competition, and dominate the University of Tokyo with the first place in the country. When I was in second grade, I completed all my credits and then took a leave of absence to go out to practice. When I left the school, the streets were empty. The school girls and seniors all crowded into the open door to see each other off, and the ground was soaked with tears.

The protagonist’s first stop after leaving school is..."

Aisaka paused for a moment before saying this, and then asked:

"Hey, Hojo, how did you meet the first of those girls around you?"

Kyousuke Hojo, who had been speechless for a long time, resisted the urge to kick Go Saka in the butt and complained:

"You guys, are you really going to write like me?"

"Yes, didn't I say that before? How about being a co-author with you? The royalties will be split equally, but you have to admit that it is your true experience." Aisaka responded with a smile.

"What a beautiful idea, you bastard, why don't you write your own experience, a guide to visiting custom shops, teach young teenagers how to sneak into high schools and women's colleges to see beautiful girls, and discuss the dead stock water and three-point swimsuits during the process Which one is more suitable for girls, the new gymnastics uniform or the old-fashioned gymnastics uniform? I think if you write it like this, the sales volume will definitely not be bad."

"Tsk, I'm moved by what you said, but I haven't planned to divorce my wife yet."

"You are afraid of being beaten by your wife," Hojo Kyosuke said scornfully.

"How can you say whether you are afraid of things between husband and wife? You kid is really..."

After being poked in the painful spot, Aizaka Tsuyoshi immediately muttered words that no one could understand, like reciting a great tragedy curse. Hojo Kyosuke guessed that it was the curse he used to comfort himself every time after being scolded by his wife.

"Ah! I remembered, the first one was Miss Yamauchi, right? I remember they were childhood sweethearts, how nice it is. So it's decided that after the protagonist leaves school, the first stop is to return to his hometown. He wants to start from the beginning. Set out from somewhere and then discover..."

Di——

Hojo Kyosuke hung up the phone directly.

That guy is hopeless and has completely immersed himself in the fantasy world.

The next message came from Tetsuya Shimomura, his editor in charge.

As soon as he opened the message interface, Hojo Kyosuke quickly clicked out.

I didn’t see this message, and he never sent this message. It’s all the fault of spam apps and spam networks.

Just when Kyousuke Hojo stepped on his own conscience and pinched the neck of his super brain to force it to delete the incident from its memory bank, the editor-in-chief of Memo Shimomura called.

He closed his eyes in pain, and he wanted to continue pretending to be dead, but his conscience, which had just been stepped on, suddenly became prickly.

"Moxi Moxi-" He answered the phone.

"Hojo! Did you see the message just now? Why didn't you reply? Do you want to pretend you didn't see it? I've arranged the high school detective manga for you. I've even arranged the layout for you. As long as you get the investigation three times in a row If you rank in the top three of the questionnaire, I can help you get it on the cover. So as for the content of the first issue, please give it to me quickly."

Tetsu Shimomura over there didn't even say hello, just a roar.

Hojo Kyosuke groaned in his throat, so he wanted to pretend not to see it. Now the update frequency of both "Attack on Titan" and "One Punch Man" has become very slow. He himself wanted to suspend the publication or end it directly, but the magazine firmly disagreed, so Tetsuya Shimomura kept urging He came up with a new work and even went to great lengths to please Glass by dubbing the characters correctly.

"I'm painting, I'm painting..."

He casually said, "As a cartoonist, how can you not delay the draft?" He didn't understand it before, but now he has become a mature cartoonist. Compared with many other seniors who are addicted to mahjong, honeymoons, and maid cafes, he is already quite conscientious.

Just the last time he went to Eishusha's headquarters, Hojo Kyosuke saw an editor quarreling with the author. The reason is that the cartoonist is addicted to reading the comics of other authors, and even becomes the comic assistant of the other author in order to see the following plot as soon as possible. I completely put my own works aside and painted shadows with great interest every day, as happy as a 200-pound child.

The editor cried when he made the phone call. His hysterical look made Hojo Kyosuke worried whether he would jump out of the window in the next second, but he might also have gone to pinch the author of "Here Is Not Thinking of Shu" by grabbing his neck. Come later, after all, that editor looks like he has really strong muscles in his arms.

Thinking of this, Hojo Kyosuke was worried for a moment whether Tetsuya Shimomura would also jump out of the window, so he said another sentence to strengthen his credibility:

"real!"

"Are you drawing? Send it to me now for a look." Tetsuya Shimomura didn't accept this idea at all. It was rare to catch this guy, so he had to settle the matter.

"I haven't finished the painting yet. At least I have finished a complete chapter..."

"What about the character design? The protagonist you mentioned last time changed from a high school student to an elementary school student after drinking magic black tea. You should have completed the high school appearance and elementary school character design, right? As your editor and reviewer It's my responsibility." Tetsuya Shimomura pressed forward step by step.

"Hey, hey, hey, Shimomura, what are you talking about? Do you suspect that I haven't even determined my character? We have worked together for so many years, and we don't even have this bit of trust?" Hojo Kyosuke was shocked.

"There used to be, before you became a dove spirit. And I heard from Tongmeng Animation that you have only participated in one discussion meeting on your work so far. You are not just letting my doves go. If you do it again If this continues, your nickname in the industry will change from "Almighty Hojo" to "Never See Hojo". "

"Ahem... I'm not the only one who creates the first original painting. The painting supervisor hasn't assigned me a task yet. How can I say that I'm letting go? How can I say that the original painter's matter is..."

As if the scene was reappearing, the mantra spoken by Ohsaka Tsuyoshi was recited in Hojo Kyosuke's mouth.

"Hojo, I'm really worried about whether you will still be drawing this year's manuscript next Christmas. If you become such a person, as your editor, I will definitely be nailed to the pillar of shame in the industry. , was told as a fable to every new editor who just entered the industry. When I think of that scene, I feel that it would be better to die early. But I didn’t see the real man getting married and having children, and I... I was really unwilling to do so. Ah. By the way, speaking of which, your work was probably introduced to me by Masao.

Hey, it would be very painful for Masao if he knew that his idol had become such a person. It's all because of my incompetence as a father who can't even complete his job. Do you know Hojo, my hair has fallen out..."

Tetsuya Shimomura said heartbrokenly, and started to choke when he finished speaking.

Hojo Kyosuke's scalp went numb when he heard this, and he also felt a little embarrassed at the same time.

"Ahem, the drawing is really done. I'll send it to you immediately after hanging up the phone!" he said quickly.

"Really?"

"Really, really, I'm dead!" The resentful tone on the other end scared Hojo Kyosuke to goosebumps.

After hanging up the phone, he immediately picked up the tablet beside him and started drawing with a pen.

No one may believe it, but he is actually the president of a very serious animation company, so he is always ready for such things.

Now he is no longer the rookie who had to work hard to draw the egg figures. It only took five or six minutes to draw, and the images of Maori Ran, Kudo Shinichi, and Edogawa Conan appeared on the screen. Of course, the screen of his mobile phone was always on during this period. Editor Shimomura, who had not received the email, was making serial death calls.

call--

Exhaling, Hojo Kyosuke looked at the tablet for a moment and nodded with satisfaction.

As expected of me, I can draw manga about beautiful girls.

The Xiaolan he drew is not the version with the devilish scream on his head and his unique skill of knocking out the playboy Shinichi Kudou with a brutal collision, but the one in the original manga with the same hairstyle as the beautiful artificial Shizuka. Elegance and fashion. The contrast between this gentle image and Xiaolan's violent punch breaking a telephone pole is very helpful for character creation.

Conan's head is not drawn that big, but looks more like a normal person.

After checking it, he packaged the documents and sent them to Tetsuya Shimomura, who called him three seconds later. This time he was confident and picked up immediately.

"How about it? I thought about it for a long time before I decided."

It seemed that forcing his body to answer the phone just now had exhausted the last bit of strength in his conscience, so what he said now was so righteous.

Listening to his elder brother's words, Toshitaka Hirata, who was concentrating on driving in front, felt 1.2 million points of admiration in his heart.

"It doesn't feel good. Mao Lilan is not recognizable enough, and it is completely impossible for people to tell that she is the heroine at a glance."

What Hojo Kyosuke didn't expect was that Tetsuya Shimomura over there didn't even send compliments, but he was already ready to say humble words.

"Huh? What exactly is the problem? What suggestions do you have?"

He asked for advice honestly. Although he had a world behind him, he was not arrogant enough to think that he would never make mistakes. As a copywriter, he has always been cautious and conscientious. Whether it is the original comic "One Punch Man" or the later novel "The Devotion of Suspect X", he has always sought advice from more experienced people. Well, that is Yinglili and Shiyu. Actively draw on the experience of the two people, check for deficiencies and fill in the gaps, and then copy the current results.

"Mao Lilan's hairstyle would indeed be beautiful if she put it in reality, and even if you draw it, it would be beautiful, but it is not qualified as a comic character."

Tetsuya Shimomura said seriously:

"How about changing that arc to something more sharp?"

Hearing this, Hojo Kyousuke's heart skipped a beat.

"Or how about simply drawing it as a triangle? A girl with a triangular cone angle, no matter who you are, will notice her immediately. Who else can be such a character other than the heroine? And this way can also give The reader is given a hint that this girl is not as gentle as she seems..."

Listening to Tetsuya Shimomura's words over there, Kyousuke Hojo felt a ridiculous feeling in his heart.

It turns out that this is how the sharp-horned devil was born? Shimomura, do you think you have such a weird aesthetic?

"...In addition, there is a miniature version of the protagonist. Why is the head drawn so small? The children's characters are originally very small and inconspicuous. If the head is so small, readers will have a hard time reading it, and the head is bigger. It will also increase the cuteness of the characters. Although I haven’t seen the later content, but the interaction between the protagonist and the heroine in a smaller version is also an important point to watch, right? A cuter character will greatly improve the watchability of the plot."

Over there, Tetsuya Shimomura kept talking, and over here, Kyousuke Hojo's eyes opened wider and wider.

"...Since the heroine's hairstyle has been changed, shouldn't the male protagonist also change it? It will increase the sense of a couple."

"Editor Shimomura." Hojo Kyosuke said.

"Ah? What?" Tetsuya Shimomura, who was talking enthusiastically, was stunned.

"You're not saying that just to get back at me for delaying the manuscript, right?"

"Ha!? What are you talking about! I am giving advice from the perspective of a professional editor. Are you doubting the professionalism of a person who has climbed from a small editor to the position of editor-in-chief step by step! We have worked together for so many years, Don’t you even have this little trust in me?”

Hojo Kyosuke was silent for a moment and said softly:

"...Then tell me, do you know a man named Aoyama Gouchang?"

"Who is that? Your driver?" Tetsuya Shimomura said without knowing why.

"Hmm... Strictly speaking, he should be considered my God of Wealth, right?"

Someone breathed a sigh of relief and had an idea in his mind. Later, he would build a shrine for these generous authors and let them become gods in another world.

"Don't talk about those messy things. What do you think of what I just said?" Tetsuya Shimomura said.

"Let me try to change it first."

After hanging up the phone, Hojo Kyousuke picked up his tablet and started making changes.

Three minutes later, he fell into silence as he looked at the sharp-horned couple and their big-headed son.

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