Comprehensive comics: I am the master of depressive comics

Early in the morning, Yu Kamiya went to school alone. As for the plot like Wang Dao love comics, childhood sweethearts cannot appear in his life.

Kamiya Yu studied at Chiba City Sobu High School, which is a key school with a high deviation value in Chiba City, and the most famous school in the school is J class, that is, the key class, Kamiya Yu is not one of them.

Wearing a Western-style school uniform and brown leather shoes on his feet, Yu Kamiya slowly walked into the noisy classroom with his head bowed. The classmates glanced at it and ignored it.

The seat was the penultimate row by the window, and Yu Kamiya hung up his schoolbag and lay on the table.

The broadcast of the corridor

sounded, and Kamiya, who had just fallen asleep, slowly raised his head and looked at Shizune Hiratsuka on the podium. She held a stack of essays in her hand and ordered someone to hand it out.

In class, Hiratsuka continued to explain the key points of the ancient text, writing on the blackboard from time to time. Kamiya under the stage went in with his left ear and out with his right ear, and he didn't know where he had already gone.

He is now combing and will draw the plot of the comic, after all, reading the comic and drawing it himself are two concepts.

The day flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for school. Kamiya, who was in his seat, reluctantly got up and walked towards the service ministry.

Most of the students in Sakurajima Country participate in clubs because, for them, clubs are a means for them to sweat and celebrate their youth, at least Kamiya thinks.

The Ministry of Service was in the east corner of the second floor of the community building, and Kamiya Yu adjusted his mood and knocked on the door to enter.

"Please come in"

A cold female voice came from inside the classroom, and Kamiya pulled the door to enter. The girl in front of her sat in the same position as yesterday, looking down at the book in her hand.

Seeing this scene, Kamiya Yu's steps slowed down a lot, for fear of disturbing Yukino under the snow.

"Kamiya-san, do you have any friends to get along with?"

Yukinoshita closed her book and looked at Yukiya Kamiya two meters away.

Hear this question under the snow.

Kamiya Yu looked down and thought.

......

......

After thinking for a while, Kamiya Yu was sure that he had no friends, and he spoke for sure.

"Yukoshita-san, there are no real friends, but there is a friend who has fun in the game. The

atmosphere between the two fell silent, and an icy aura emanated from under the snow.

Kamiya-kun is worthy of being the number one problem boy in the general martial arts high school, and he said the fact that he has no friends so freshly and vulgarly. "

It's okay," Kamiya responded softly by scratching his messy hair with his right hand.

"Kamiya-san, this is not praising you, since Shizuki-sensei Hiratsuka asked me to correct your obedient personality, I must be responsible to the end. The

thin cherry-colored lips under the snow kept swinging up and down, with a hint of persistence in his tone.

At Sobu High School, Yukinoshita Yukino is known as the Queen of Ice by her students, largely because of her cold, upright personality, and strict with others and herself, and she speaks mercilessly.

"Forget it, Kamiya-san, I suggest you try to make a realistic friend first.

Yukishita Yukino tapped the book, and the cold tone bit the word "reality" very hard.

The young man raised his head, and there was a look of confusion on his face, as if he had heard something incredible.

The classmate under the snow next to him, seeing Kamiya Yuu's appearance, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Forget it, when another problem child comes, you can exchange ideas, anyway, they are the same kind." "

The slender little hand on the forehead looks very headache.

Kamiya Yu nodded, and then walked to the back row, he was ready to use this time to draw manga, after all, the time was a little tight.

Brought two desks, took out the drawing tools in my bag, and placed them on one of the tables.

The pencil in the hand of "Sha Sha"

constantly rubbed on the original paper, rustling.

Yukinoshita Yukino next to him stopped flipping through the book and turned his head to look at Kamiya Yu. The boy in his eyes leaned forward, and his side face was covered by a little short hair, but he could still see the handsome and serious face of the teenager.

The girl's curiosity was aroused, and it was difficult to ask directly. I can only lean forward slightly, stick my head out, and vaguely see the figure on the paper.

On the paper, there is a girl with furrowed eyebrows, squatting on the ground as if looking at something. In the next box on the paper, an octopus eating bread appears.

Just as he was fascinated by the snow, Kamiya stopped his movements.

Yukishita was a little puzzled, and looked towards Kamiya Yu, who happened to be looking at her as well. The girl's side face was slightly red, as if she had done something wrong, and her heart unconsciously became weak.

"So, Yukinoshita-san, is there something wrong with you?" asked Kamiya Yu slightly looking up at the girl.

Hearing Kamiya Yu's words, his face became a little hot. Turn your head and spit out softly: It's okay.

Seeing the movement under the snow, Kamiya Yuya sensed the meaning of the snow and whispered.

"Yukinoshita-san, if you can, can you help me see the work? "

Good,"

the room sounded under the snow, and at the same time moved the chair towards Yu Kamiya.

Sitting under the snow beside him, the sound of breathing poured into Kamiya Yu's ears, making him a little nervous, and hurriedly drew the manga in front of him, trying to divert his attention.

In fact, it also worked, and Kamiya Yu devoted himself to painting, not noticing the surprise of the girl next to him.

"With such smooth lines and clear storyboards, Kamiya-san must have put a lot of effort into it.

Yukinoshita thought silently, her eyes constantly fixed on the contents of the paper.

Some time later, when Kamiya Yu drew a large page. On the paper, a girl with bruises at the corners of her eyes and dirt on her clothes stood in place with a collar, her eyes blank.

The corner of Yukishita's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but speak.

"Kamiya-san, aren't you drawing a warm manga

?" "Isn't there an octopus in front of you that looks like Doraemon and can take out props at will?" "Isn't

the plot supposed to help the girl reconcile with her classmates?"

Yukinoshita Yukino spoke repeatedly, causing Kamiya to stop his pencil unconsciously. Seeing Yu Kamiya's actions, Yukinoshita Yukino realized that something was wrong.

"I'm sorry Kamiya-san, for interrupting your drawing.

Kamiya smiled and spoke gently: It's okay Yukinoshita-san, this is just a plot need, and it will change later.

In fact, Yu Kamiya did not tell Yukoshita how the plot changed, and she may be more surprised if he told her.

"You're in trouble"

Kamiya Yu nodded, indicating that he knew, and then buried himself in painting again.

The plot of the manga progressed quickly, and soon Yu Kamiya drew it to 20 pages. All of his drawings are now just drafts, and when he goes back, he has to re-stroke and correct them.