Comic cheating, dream-eating life

"Ah! Ah!"

Bomo Quan'er's mouth dropped to the ground in surprise, and he pointed at Nan Jiji who was sitting in the main seat and was speechless.

"It's hard...it's hard...don't tell me!"

"Who is this person?" Akane Shinno looked like she was looking at an idiot.

"Teacher Chun Xia Qiu, call the police quickly."

"Chun, Xia and Qiu!" Bo Moquan'er pointed at the Southern Four Seasons: "You are Spring, Xia and Qiu!"

"Draw the spring, summer and autumn of this great work "Ultraman Tiga"!"

His expression was excited, his eyes were as wide as bells, and his face was bloodshot. He was really worried that he might die suddenly.

"You're an avid fan that you heard about somewhere." Shiratori Jiichi nodded firmly and picked up the phone as if he knew the way.

"I've also encountered this kind of situation with Mr. Oda. It's normal among cartoonists. I just call the police. It's no big deal."

Miss Shinno looked at him with admiration. She was still looking forward to the new experience in comics. Shiratoriji's effortless look seemed to let her see her capable self in the future.

This greatly satisfied Shiratori's vanity.

"I said stop!"

Nan Siji quickly laid his hands in the air: "He is my classmate and a practitioner who is ready to enter the industry."

"Stare~"

Miss Shinno looked at Shiratori Jiichi.

Shiratori put down his cell phone.

"Bomo-kun, please don't tell anyone about me. →" He said to Bomo Quan'er.

He still wants to retain his identity as a cartoonist as much as possible.

After all, you are still a high school student, and if something happens, you will be exaggerated by the public. It’s easy to make a mountain out of a molehill.

And will be targeted by jealous people.

Very troublesome thing.

"How is that possible!"

Bomo Quan'er waved his hand so hard that his sunglasses fell to the ground.

"It's surprising enough that that guy Karasuma is Nijo! You, a playboy like Minami, are actually also in spring, summer, and autumn!"

He gasped hard and trembled all over.

"Ahahaha, am I dreaming? I've been dreaming."

"Yes!" Nan Siji's eyes lit up, looking forward to it: "You are dreaming, you can wake up now when you go home."

"Do you think I'm an idiot! What's with that disappointed expression? Damn it." Bo Moquan'er said angrily.

"Eh? The teacher is a playboy," Miss Shinno said with contempt: "I didn't expect him to be this kind of person. It's really disgusting."

"Hahaha, teacher, please teach me, I'm not married yet." Shiratoriji saw the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, so he leaned over.

"Oh, don't look at my joke," Nan Siji shook his head helplessly: "As you know, I basically have to draw comics every day, so I don't have time for dates."

"You guy, stop spreading rumors!" he yelled at Bomo Quan'er.

Bo Moquan'er rushed to Nan Siji and turned over the drawings in his hands.

"The extra-dimensional monster Jilanbo." His lips trembled: "Children don't need to dream. Before they grow up, they just need to be manipulated by adults like toys."

"This is Da Gu...it turns out to be Teacher Chun Xia Qiu."

"Such a warm comic..." He looked at Nan Jiji with complicated eyes: "I didn't expect you to draw it."

Like seeing a delinquent taking care of an abandoned cat in the rain.

Bomo Quan'er's heart was full of mixed feelings, and Nan Siji, who was sitting upright, also grew taller in his heart.

"I'm a genius, that's okay," Nan Siji raised his eyebrows, always feeling that this person was looking down on him.

"It's not my fault that I'm handsome. But since Nijo-sensei can draw "Genroku Self-Defense Force" and Arizuma Eiji can draw "Crow", it's not a problem for me to draw "Ultraman Tiga" in spring, summer and autumn. I can do it if I have the skills. ”

The current comic industry is really interesting, and the great masters are in a vacant period.

The top cartoonists who are still serializing are actually high school students.

It's so strange.

"Seeing you working makes me feel better."

Bo Moquan'er was wearing a maintenance uniform, and his dark face under the hat was even darker.

You can act like a burnt person by wrapping it in a cloth.

"That's right!" Bomo Quan'er said anxiously, "Classmate Nan, no, Teacher Chun Xia Qiu, please let me see your storyboard. You have to go to work later."

"Humph," Nan Siji crossed his arms and said, "I admit my identity."

"It was my fault just now," Bo Moquan'er clasped his hands together, "I'm begging you."

"Let's take a look."

Nan Siji took out the storyboard.

"Thank you very much!" Bomo bowed repeatedly and flipped through the storyboard: "This is "Aliens Who Came to Earth"? It hasn't been serialized yet."

"It's okay, I believe you."

"It's so touching!" He burst into tears.

"How disgusting!"

Bomo Quan'er sat aside and learned the storyboarding techniques of "Ultraman Tega".

Although I have tried my best to endure it, I will still scream when I see the critical moment.

"This is the time to fight Ligardron! Human emotions are still so touching. Woohoo."

"Be patient..." Miss Shinno held the g-pen, veins popping out on her forehead.

"Oh! Air combat with Gazot! I didn't expect the storyboards to be so detailed, and the character's image is so complete!"

"The bad guy over there!" Ms. Shinno waved her hands and said, "Be quiet!"

"I'm so sorry." He nodded and hunched over, making zipper movements with his hands at the corners of his mouth.

Really flexible and flexible.

About 40 minutes passed, and Bo Mo Quan'er put down the comic manuscript. A long sigh.

“I really don’t know when I’ll be able to draw a comic like this.”

He said goodbye to Nan Siji.

"Teacher Chun Xia Qiu, I have to go to work, thank you."

Bo Moquan'er turned and left.

"Um, Bomo." Nan Shiki stopped him.

"Are you still drawing comics?"

"Of course!" He gave a thumbs up and smiled.

"That's good," Nan Siji put down the brush of "Halloween Night" and said happily: "You have to stick to your dreams and don't be affected by society and weird things."

"You are most handsome when you work hard for your dreams when you know right from wrong."

"Ah!" Bo Moquan'er stood up straight: "I'm leaving."

After he left, the studio became quiet again.

"Oh, "Halloween Night"... it's such a story of pain and love."

Akane Shinno recalled the past when her father stopped her from doing comics.

If the love for comics had not emerged again, there might not be Assistant Shinno sitting here now.

But a doll without dreams.

"My childhood dream was to become a firefighter." Shiratori Jiichi remembered fondly.

"Sitting on the red car, there was a whistle sound of "woo~um, woo~um". It was very majestic."

"Firefighters are tall and powerful, and they go against safety. Their tall and mighty appearance is particularly charming. I want to be such a person."

"Didn't Mr. Shiratori fall in love with drawing comics because of "Phantom Thief Black Jack"?" Minami Shiki asked strangely.

"That happened later, after I learned about the dangers of firefighters." The smile on his lips disappeared.