Early in the morning, the early riser and the autumn people, dressed neatly, nervously went out with the sketches to the headquarters of the largest manga weekly, the "Weekly Shonen Jump" building. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I'm so nervous, it's finally here, we, the middle school students, can come here to submit, it feels like a dream. ”

"As long as you can draw the original manuscript, anyone can do it. "Looking up at the building with the highest confidence.

"The question is what kind of evaluation your work will get. ”

"yes, but I'm sure we can!

"Yes!"

The two teenagers encouraged each other, and it seemed that their eyes were about to bloom with divine light, and their blood was surging.

"Since you're so confident, why do you want to pull me as a comic assistant? Hey, I'm just a comic assistant, that is, it's not the original work, it's not the original painting, why are you pulling me here?" Wang Xiu reluctantly slapped the back of the head from behind him, and the two of them staggered.

"Okay, let's go, standing at the gate of the house, the security guards are glaring at the two of you. ”

"Ah, yes, yes. "I'm sorry, Wang Xiu, we were rude. ”

The three of them were in the shape of one in front and two behind, Wang Xiu was in front, the highest and Qiu people were behind, and the bodyguard walked into the reception hall on the first floor, Wang Xiu's face was expressionless, no, it should be said that he was calm and calm, and swept left and right at will, a security guard walked over, Wang Xiu explained his intention to come to contribute, and the security guard guided the reception.

Wang Xiu calmly took the two teenagers forward, the two teenagers followed behind, holding the manuscript bag in their hands, holding them with both hands, nervous to death, the security guards looked funny, but they were also commonplace, and they saw more of this kind of picture.

The security guard thought to himself, this should be a new cartoonist with two cartoon assistants to see the world, it's really young, fourteen or fifteen years old boy began to be a cartoonist's assistant, hey, it reminds me of my youth, I also wanted to be a cartoonist, I was a cartoonist's assistant, but I really don't have this talent......

"Hey, Qiuren, it's too right to let Wang Xiu bring us here, it's great to have an adult like him in front, it's great, most of my nervousness is gone. ”

"Eun, when the security guard came just now, I was almost scared, and I forgot that I was here to contribute. ”

Hawkers,That's the general content of the eye contact between the two of them at this time.,I think this decision is too right!

Wang Xiu calmly filled out the formalities form at the reception according to the requirements, and handed it to the front desk lady.

The three of them were placed in the No. 3 reception room, and when they passed by the No. 2 reception room, a man in his twenties with a pale face came out of the reception room.

"Thank you, I understand where my shortcomings are, please give me two months, no, a month, I will definitely draw a satisfactory mouth!"

"Miyamoto, you're probably in college, and if you draw manga like this, you'll miss class. ”

"It's summer, I have a lot of time, my dream is to become a cartoonist, and when I go to college, I have more time to draw comics, I can definitely do it!"

"This, Miyamoto, this will affect my university studies, so ......"

"I'll be able to!"

"Hey, Miyamoto, since two years ago, you have submitted more than a dozen drafts to me, and I have seen your efforts in my heart, and there is progress, but with all due respect, cartoonists need talent, and you may not really be suitable for this industry, I think, I still advise you to study well in college and complete your studies, so that you can find a good job in the future and live well in this world.

"No, editor, I'm sure I can, please give me another month, I'll definitely draw interesting comics to your satisfaction, I will. ”

"Well, let's talk about it in a month, Miyamoto, you can think about my suggestion again, you don't have the talent to be a manga artist. ”

A chubby, short, thick-rimmed editor shook his head and walked away from the trio.

"This is an unqualified editor. Gao Gao and Qiu Ren heard Wang Xiu's whispered muttering at the same time.

"He's probably going to kill someone. ”

The two of them didn't understand what it meant, and suddenly, both of them looked panicked at the same time, and the man who had been sentenced to death by the editor, his desperate eyes as godless as dead fish, swept the two of them emptily. At that moment, the hearts of the two trembled, and that dead silence affected their hearts.

"I ...... Do I really have no talent? I really don't have the talent to be a cartoonist?" he walked beside the two of them step by step, holding the bag of manuscripts in his hand but clutching them to death.

"The real loser is the real failure from admitting defeat, do you understand? Do you understand?" Wang Xiu's voice sounded without the slightest emotion, the first one was to ask the highest and Qiu people, and the second one was to stand in front of the desperate man, staring at his dead fish-like eyes.

"I ...... I ......"

"You're a weakling!" Wang Xiu grabbed the bag in the man's hand with one hand, took out his manuscript, and tore it with his big hand!

"Ahh

"Aren't you already desperately self-doubting about yourself? Do you want to break off yourself? Why do you still care about your manuscript? Garbage! Scum! Don't you want to die? Why do you still care about your manuscript? Say, do you still want to draw comics, do you still want to be a cartoonist?"

Thunderous and depressed questions, a series of pressing questions to the desperate man, and he had only one answer.

"Woo woo woo...... I, I want to draw comics, I want to be a cartoonist!"

"That's enough! Go back with your original comic manuscript and keep drawing!"

It wasn't until two minutes before the arrival of the Hattori editor that the desperate man picked up all the sketches that had been torn up by Wang Xiu and wiped away with tears.

Qiu Ren was silent, swallowed his saliva and said: "Wang, Wang Xiu, you shred his original manuscript like that, really, can you really save him?"

Wang Xiu sat casually on the chair in the reception room and replied lazily: "Do you know what is more terrible than despair?"

"Uh...... Worse than despair...... Uh, I, I don't know. The highest shook his head, and the autumn man beside him also shook his head.

"It's numbness! The walking dead is numb! I shred his manuscript, shredded the last hope in his heart, and shredded the numbness in his heart, so then, either he became strong in despair and gave birth to new motivation, or he struggled to blacken in despair, gave birth to the thought of death again, and killed himself......"

"You say you're all so extreme...... It should be said that all the losers who are desperate for the so-called natural talent will be so extreme, either they commit suicide after despair, or they become numb for a lifetime after despair, or they are conscious and strong after despair......

"I gave him a choice, at least blackening suicide after despair is not the only option, the rest is up to him. ”

"Oh......" "Got it." Gao Kazuto nodded ignorantly.

"Now, are you two still nervous?"

"No, don't be nervous. ”

"After seeing the despair, I think these tensions are nothing. ”

"Yes. Wang Xiu smiled lightly and nodded, Very good, it is in vain that I used the power of the divine soul in the language for the first time, and used a technique similar to a simplified version of the awakening technique, which dispelled the tension between the two, and also dispelled the blackened suicidal tendency after despair for the man.

Don't thank me, who told me that I had been as desperate and even numb as you had before.

Hehe, the power of the divine soul, cultivation, is getting more and more interesting.

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