godfather of tokyo entertainment

"Attention, this week's class report is about to be distributed. Remember to show it to your parents."

In a middle school, the teacher held a class newspaper in his hand and said.

After the class newspaper was passed around one by one, the students opened the newspaper and burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

"Fujino, you are a pretty good artist."

"Fujino, this week's four-frame comic is also very interesting."

The classmates said one after another.

There was a funny four-frame cartoon in the newspaper. The drawing was very sloppy, but the content was very interesting, which made the classmates laugh.

At this moment, the person who was being praised and discussed by his classmates was putting his elbows on the desk pretending not to care, and said with some pride in his tone: "Actually, this... I just drew it casually, and it only took five minutes. Hey, no.

Come to think of it, it looks pretty decent."

A junior high school girl named Fujino leaned back, pretending not to care, while secretly observing the reactions of her classmates with the corner of her eye.

"That's awesome, you can become a cartoonist." A boy said.

"A cartoonist... I feel so bored sitting all day long."

"Fujino, you are good at sports, but an athlete is more suitable for you."

"Well, I think so too. Then I'll just become an athlete." Fujino said, with an expression that made his nose almost go up to the sky.

"Ha, just sign your name for me first. It will be worth a lot of money when you become famous."

However, while she was having fun with her classmates, the head teacher suddenly found her.

"Fujino, in the four-frame comic in the class newspaper, can you please make a space for Kyomoto to play chess?"

"Who is Kyomoto?"

"There is a child in the next class who has a somewhat autistic personality and is very reluctant to come to school. Although he does not come to school, I heard that he seems to be drawing."

"Okay, I don't care." Fujino said nonchalantly, "But painting is difficult for a layman. How can a person who doesn't even come to school draw well?"

However, when the next class report came out, Fujino couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

Two four-panel comics are placed on the same page, but the painting styles are very different. Her comics are still funny four-panels, with messy lines and sloppy drawing work. However, the four-panel comic next to it looks like it came from a comic magazine.

It's the same as cut out, the lines are very neat and graceful.

"Awesome, who painted this?"

"It feels like a professional..."

"Compared with this, I feel that Fujino's is nothing special." The students began to discuss one after another.

While returning home from school, Fujino was walking alone on a country road with a lonely look on his face. Thinking back to his family and classmates' praise of his painting skills, he couldn't stand the gap for a while.

"I understand..." Fujino suddenly stopped, "That guy Kyomoto spent all the time I spent studying on drawing comics!"

"Damn it! I will never allow anyone in the country to draw better than me!"

After leaving school, Fujino began to look for painting books everywhere and practiced painting hard.

Whether in class, between classes, or at home; no matter day or night, no matter the scorching heat or the severe winter, she kept painting...

Seeing this, the girl with eyes pushed up the frame and thought to herself: It's a very heartwarming little story. Is it a plot about the struggle of a cartoonist? [A love letter to the creator], is that what it means?

Various scene changes on the screen show Fujino drawing. After a long period of background music, the camera gives a close-up shot of Fujino, who is still lying in front of her desk drawing comics.

"Fujino." At this time, a girl came over, "What are you drawing?"

"skeleton……"

"I said, we are already in third grade. Next year we will be high school students. Do you still want to keep drawing?"

"..."

"As a friend, I think I should advise you...you should give up painting, right? You have gradually alienated us now, even if we are together

When I play, I just draw and don’t even talk.”

"If you continue to draw in high school, you will be regarded as a nerd and disgusting. Is that okay?"

Fujino lowered his head and remained silent.

In the evening, after returning home, my sister also opened the door and asked herself: "How long do you want to draw comics? Why don't you come to my karate club? You have such good motor skills, it will definitely suit you, and you can also write in

Higher education resume."

Fujino ignored it.

"Mom, they have always been worried about you, but they just didn't say anything. You kept yourself in your room, and your grades were very bad."

"go out……"

After his sister left, Fujino held the pen in his hand, but there was a hint of sadness on his stubborn little face.

Soon, it’s time for a new class newspaper to be released.

Fujino immediately picked up the newspaper and turned to the one where he and Kyomoto drew a four-frame comic.

Although she has made progress, she draws Kyomoto better, and the gap between her and herself seems to be getting wider.

I obviously painted very hard...why...

Fujino looked at the class report in his hand expressionlessly, but the sadness could almost overflow from his face.

"Xiaomei, let's go back and eat ice cream together today." Fujino seemed to have figured out something and turned back to his friend.

"Huh? Okay! It's been a long time since we played together."

Fujino gave up comics and returned to her old life, spending more time with her family and friends. Although the drafts she drew before were piled up like a mountain, she asked her mother to help throw them away.

Finally, when it was time for graduation, the teacher found Fujino again and handed her a graduation certificate, hoping that she could send it to Kyomoto's home.

Fujino actually didn't want to go, but he couldn't resist the teacher's request, so he finally took his graduation certificate and found the Kyomoto family.

[In view of the general environment, I rang the doorbell of Kyomoto’s house, but no one answered. The door was ajar, and Fujino walked in.

"Is anyone at home? I'm here to deliver the certificate?"

Still no one said a word.

"I put my diploma here!" Fujino put the certificate on the ground and heard a "clang" not far away.

"It turns out there is someone, really, and there is no response." Fujino muttered with some dissatisfaction and walked over...

In front of you is a long corridor, with a closed wooden door at the end.

Both sides of the narrow corridor were piled with notebooks, each filled with sketches.

If the sketches Fujino painted over the past year were a hill, then there were more than a dozen such hills piled up in the corridor in front of him.

Fujino looked at the scene in front of her, as if she was shocked. She didn't want to be troublesome at first, and she didn't want to say anything more to the manga genius who "crushed" her, but when she lowered her head, she saw a blank four-frame

Paper, but suddenly inspiration came to me.

She picked up the piece of paper and started drawing comics on it.

The comics in the movie are presented by simple animations, and Ohno Nagaharu spent a lot of time just to make this animation.

The content of the comic is a bunch of stick figures. Some of these stick figures are shouting "Don't come out!" and some are shouting "Come out!"

Outside a wooden door, a loudspeaker shouted: "The World Series Finals at home! The current first place is the Kyoto player who is far ahead!"

However, after the painting was completed, there was a skeleton behind the door with a sign on it that read "Kyomoto".

After finishing the drawing, Fujino stared blankly at the four-frame comic in his hand and said self-deprecatingly: "Really, what am I doing..."

Then he threw the painting away, but the four-frame cartoon floated out and slipped into the crack of the door.

"Ah!" Fujino suddenly panicked.

"Huh?" The person at the door must have seen this comic and made a confused sound.

"I left my diploma outside! Excuse me!"

After finishing speaking,

Fujino ran out in a panic. However, before he took a few steps out of the house, there were footsteps behind him.

"Fujino-sensei!"

A girl wearing plaid pajamas chased out, it was the person from Kyoto.

Kyomoto's hair was messy and his eyes looked a little dull. Although he chased him out, he acted very panicked and seemed embarrassed to even speak.

"Ahem... Well... I read the class newspaper every week... I... I have been reading Mr. Fujino's comics since a long time ago... I, I, I..."

Kyomoto took a deep breath, "I am a fan of Mr. Fujino! Please give me your autograph!"

Fujino seemed to have no reaction and looked at Kyomoto expressionlessly.

"That...signature pad...forget it, put it on your back! Please sign it on my back!"

"Okay..." Fujino still didn't react. He picked up a pen and wrote his name one stroke at a time on Kyomoto's arched back.

Kyomoto looked very excited and kept talking. The main content was the works serialized by Fujino in the class newspaper. Kyomoto was very familiar with all the comics drawn by Fujino.

"I always have no time to draw and can't publish it in every issue. In comparison, Mr. Fujino is really amazing. He can serialize comics every week while going to school. I can't believe that you and I are both junior high school students...

And Fujino-sensei, your drawings have been getting better and better since last year! Fujino-sensei, you are a genius!"

Fujino said nothing. After signing, he put his schoolbag back on his back.

"But... why did you stop drawing when you were in third grade?"

Fujino thought for a moment and dodged Kyomoto's gaze: "Well... I'm actually considering participating in the Manga Award, but I'm suspending it in order to go further."

Jingmoto was stunned, his eyes suddenly flashed with excitement: "The Manga Award! It's amazing... I want to see it, I want to see it..."

"Ahem, it's just an idea for now..."

"I want to see, I want to see, I want to see..."

Fujino was silent for a while, as if he had made a certain decision again.

"Okay, after I finalize the story, I can give it to you to read first..."

"It's raining, I'm going home. Goodbye..."

"Goodbye Fujino-sensei!" Kyomoto waved desperately behind Fujino.

Fujino lowered his head and walked on the way home. It started to rain lightly in the sky. Fujino walked faster and faster, as if there were motors on his feet. In the end, he couldn't help but jump.

Fujino stepped on the weeds on the country road, and couldn't help but dance in the drizzle. As she danced, she had a moved expression on her face, and the mucus almost flew away from her nose.

The girl with glasses was stunned for a moment and subconsciously clenched her fists.

This dancing design is so cool!

It’s a really good idea to express the characters’ inner feelings through beautiful lenses!

This movie has something!

Sima Guitai