The infinitely powerful man mixed in the comics

After Jiang Jing closed his eyes, Shiina Mashiro looked down at him for a while, then took out a colored pen and sketch pad from his backpack. Gradually, the outline of a face emerged on the paper.

The girl lowers her head and sketches, while the boy sleeps with his head on his knees

When the male classmates who happened to pass by saw this scene, they all looked at the comfortable-looking Xian Chong with hostile eyes, but this kind of eyes had no effect on Jiang Jing.

It wasn't until the bell rang for class in the afternoon that Jiang Jing opened his eyes, yawned and said lazily, "Maashiro, class is here."

Shiina Mashiro remained motionless, painting bit by bit with her hands very carefully, and said in a calm voice: "Sata, don't move, it's not healed yet." He had no intention of going to class.

"All right."

Hearing that the river view didn't matter, he just lay there and looked at Mashiro Shiina from another angle, and then realized that the two peaks seemed to be bigger again.

"Mashiro, it seems like you've been eating more meat lately and it's having some effect."

"Eat meat, Sorata, have you noticed that I have grown taller?" Mashiro Shiina stopped her hand and looked down at Jiang Jing with a hint of happiness in her eyes.

"Sorata, I measured myself yesterday and found that I have grown one centimeter taller. Sure enough, I need to eat more meat to grow taller." Mashiro Shiina affirmed.

"Uh...really." Jiang Jing thought for a moment, but still didn't say that what he said about growing up and what Shiina Mashiro said about growing taller actually meant different things.

As for Shiina Mashiro's growth, it should be that the lawful bloodline network began to play a role. When transforming her body, it also made Shiina Mashiro's body evolve in the perfect direction.

No matter what kind of life it is, the path of cultivation is actually to evolve to perfection as close as possible. This perfection is not about appearance, but another kind of Dzogchen.

However, in this process, the appearance will adjust itself as the strength increases.

There is no accurate concept of the perfect appearance of a human being. Anyway, a man is handsome, tall and slender. The woman is beautiful, tall and plump.

In other words, Mashiro Shiina, who is as delicate as a human elf, will become more and more beautiful as time goes by.

No, it seems that after this misunderstanding, Shiina Mashiro will feel more confident when shooting the meat in his bowl in the future. Jiang Jing suddenly thought of this question.

"Sorata, Ayano sent a message at noon saying that my application to speed up the serialization of EVA has been approved." Mashiro Shiina said suddenly.

Jiang Jing nodded casually: "Have you been publishing ten pages at a time in the weekly since this week?"

"No, it's twenty pages." Shiina Mashiro corrected.

"What?"

Jiang Jing was a little surprised: "Why is it twenty pages?"

Weekly comics are an opportunity for many new Neon artists to make their debuts. Each issue of the weekly magazine gives five pages to one artist. Works that receive a good response will continue to be serialized after release, while works that have a poor response will be cut directly.

Therefore, although Mashiro Shiina publishes ten pages at a time, it is a bit embarrassing for Ayano, but with the current popularity of EVA being more popular than all the serial comics in the weekly, it is normal to be able to pass Ekage.

But twenty pages is a bit strange, and it doesn’t make sense for one person to occupy four places.

Shiina Mashiro said quietly: "I just told Ayano that I wanted to serialize it faster, and she said that the last three comic anime serializations did not work well, so she gave me the position."

"Is that so?" Jiang Jing raised his eyebrows, vaguely guessing that it was because of his identity.

And just as Jiang Jing thought, as Shiina Mashiro's editor, Iida Ayano had already received a reminder from the board of directors above to meet all Shiina Mashiro's needs.

Similarly, whether Jiang Jing's works are adapted from novels or comics, anime adaptations and game adaptations are also regarded as the most important thing.

The most resources and the most publicity are devoted, and the only purpose is to make this boss happy and satisfied.

For the Uemura family behind Dengeki Bunko, sacrificing some useless money to curry favor with a powerful transcendent is a hugely profitable investment.

After all, hundreds of millions and billions of money are of little use to a family of their status, but the goodwill of a transcendent who might be killed at a critical moment is more important than anything else.

Even if this strong person may not care about these actions, everything has a process. They only need to express respect and goodwill, and the rest will be discussed separately.

"Look Sorata." At this moment, Shiina Mashiro finally finished the work in his hand.

"Oh, let me take a look." Jiang Jing sat up and took the sketch pad from Shiina Mashiro's hand.

However, when Jiang Jing saw Mashiro's work, his eyes couldn't help but move slightly. It was him who was painted on the drawing board, but it was not his usual lazy look.

The sharp-angular face has three-dimensional features, and a piece of black hair that is as long as the ears falls down diagonally, slightly covering the pair of straight sword-shaped eyebrows that hint of sharpness.

A pair of clear black and white eyes below shine like stars, with a distant look in their cold eyes, like a god holding a throne high above the stars and overlooking all living beings.

Majestic, indifferent, and indifferent to everything.

What caught Jiang Jing's attention was not the painting that almost looked like a real person in front of him, but the subtle Taoist charm on the painting.

After possessing extraordinary power and Shiina Mashiro's abnormal talent for painting, it was not surprising that Jiang Jing found the way to Taoism through painting, but it was a bit surprising to him that he had accomplished this in just two or three days.

Jiang Jing didn't care much about how he looked like in Shiina Mashiro's eyes. With all living beings, he never cared what he looked like in other people's eyes.

"How about Sorata, don't you look very majestic like this?" Shiina Mashiro looked at Jiang Jing.

Hearing this, Jiang Jing smiled slightly, handed her the drawing board and nodded: "The painting is good. I think you can try to enter the Tao through painting."

"Enter Dao through painting?" Mashiro Shiina tilted her head and looked at Jiang Jing in confusion.

"Whether it's painting, singing, or playing the piano, it's all just to convey your emotions and ideas you want to express."

"The so-called Taoism through painting is to express one's knowledge and perception of the scenery or characters you want to paint more strongly with ideas that are so strong that they interfere with reality."

And just when Jiang Jing was explaining to Shiina Mashiro what it means to enter the Tao through painting, in the activity room of the Mysterious Research Department, Rias was sitting on her exclusive boss chair and quietly looking at the ancient books in her hands.

In the sofa area, Himejima Akeno and Tashiro Koneko didn't go to class today, and sat comfortably opposite each other enjoying tea and snacks.

However, from the occasional shaking of Himejima Akeno's hand holding the tea cup, it can be seen that her heart is not as calm as it seems.

"It seems that Sorata won't be coming this afternoon. It's rare that they have specially prepared snacks and good tea for him." Himejima Akeno said with some regret.

"Sarata? At noon, my classmate said that he saw Sorata sleeping under the shade of a tree behind the teaching building with his head on Shiina-senpai's knees." Tacheng Kitten said casually while eating biscuits.

Hearing this, Rias put down the demon book in her hand, put her hands together and supported her chin and said calmly: "Really, no wonder."

After the banquet that day, Rias and the others and Mashiro Shiina had a tacit understanding that they should not offend the river.

Jiang Jing belonged to Shiina Mashiro at Sakurasou and school in the morning and noon. In the afternoon, Jiang Jing no longer went to sleep on the rooftop, but went to the activity department to enjoy the service of the two women. They had a tacit understanding.

But today this tacit understanding seemed to be broken.

"Forget it, we are a step too late after all. There is no point in arguing about this. Anyway, our relationship with Sorata is no longer an outsider." When Akeno Himejima looked at Rias, Rias said lightly.

Akeno Himejima lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and smiled slightly: "Yes, we demons have a long time, we don't care who is beside Sorata now, as long as we will still be by his side thousands of years later."

"Buchou, Akeno-senpai, do you like Sorata that much? Is the love in human words really that good?" The young Tacheng kitten opposite looked at Rias and the others with some confusion.

Looking at the kitten, Himejima Akeno said with a smile: "The so-called love is not that complicated. At first, I was just a little curious about Sorata, but as we got along with each other for a long time and things happened, I gradually became attracted to him."