It is said that it is said that CM started in 1975 in old Tokyo, which was a very strange time, and mankind had not yet been able to get rid of the shackles of the earth's gravity, and hundreds of countries were divided on the earth, and the old Tokyo was still the capital of a country called Japan at that time, and the first CM (ComicMarket) (also known as C1) was held in the conference room of the Japan Fire Hall.

Wait until the first human-insect war.,CM because the war is shrinking day by day.,By the end of the war, it has been completely suspended.,Until the end of the war.,Forty years after the establishment of the Earth Federation.,The first generation of post-war children grew up and established a new family.,The second generation of children also began to be born in large numbers.,CM was held again under the promotion of the Cultural Restoration Committee.,Marceau has seen the first fan-fair.,Because the trauma of the first human-insect war is still there.,So the content is all about the first human-insect war movie fandom.,The content of the whole session is all muscles.,Friendship and tears.,For girls can have ten-pack abs war movie fandom. ,It can only be said that the style of painting is too surprising.,It's a little unacceptable to the cat.。

Now, after a hundred years of development, CM has long become a grand meeting for young people in the entire federation. After the opening of the Ayaroc Chronicles,Every open era is a push for CM,The first open era,CM is overwhelming with living people against the undead book,Of course, there are some undead people pushing the book of the living,It's just that it's not popular because of the general environment;The second open era,Players promote the unification of the Eastern Continent,Ashur than the banner of the Holy Covenant is raised,The north and south camps play each other's brains,CM is so overwhelming thirteen years of unification war,Painters composed of players use their own fandom to hack each other's camps have become a landscape of the later CM。

In the era of the third opening up, wars broke out again in the divided eastern continent. The southern and northern camps are once again in a mess.,This time the overwhelming fanbook on the CM depicts how much suffering the war has caused to the ordinary aborigines.,Several of today's ancient touches also entered the CM circle in the third open era.,"The Floating Record of War" describes the head of an aboriginal family.,Fifty-five-year-old miller Mr. finally broke up because of the war.,Three children participated in the North and South camps respectively and eventually died on the battlefield.。 One of the two daughters was captured by the rebels and disappeared, and the other starved to death because of the war, and the old man and his wife finally chose to organically combine themselves with ropes and dead trees, which was the most deafening condemnation of the initiators of the unjust war by players in that era. It was precisely because of this fandom that players eventually refused to serve the war maniacs, and many joined the banner of the original royal family of the aborigines, crusading against the unrighteous warlords and evil legions of players.

In the fourth open era, it was the great era of the Song people's recovery of Shenzhou and the pacification of the troubled times, and the Song people, who had lived in the Ayarok Continent for five hundred years, began an epic continental recapture operation under the leadership of their Emperor Majesty, so the CM was overwhelming about the Song people's troubled continent. For the first time, the customs of the foreign continent appeared in the eyes of the players, in which the Cyreis players almost went crazy in role-playing - they directly pushed the account of their Zhao son of Celis to the throne of the Song Emperor, and under the review of the little prince, one by one the legions of Cyrese players walked through the ruins of Hangzhou City, and then threw themselves into the battlefield until they used up all the life stones and re-established the number, they attacked the city controlled by the barbarians, and liberated their fellow natives who were slaves. The battle to kill those barbarians who have been strengthened by evil gods has become the material for many female painters to sing and cry about.

And is it now the fifth era of openness...... Silently put down the book in his hand. The younger sister of the Lin family sisters glanced at the stall owner: "The painting is so bad, how dare you come to draw the grassland elves, forget it if you do, you even draw a human-oriented book, I haven't even seen the size of the grassland elves, bad reviews!"

The painter Min-eun faces is a young fat man. This guy's face is blue, and Marceau has looked at his book twice, saying that his painting style is not suitable for him, and the size of the steppe elves is all wrong. As for how Marceau knows, the meow has lived with the girls for all these years, and where they have one or two more meat kittens on their bodies, they can be seen by visual inspection.

My sister just hit a guy.,Sister over there also put down the fandom in her hand.,The greatest and the fearless of the owners snorted coldly in the face of the girl in front of him: "You are full of calligraphy and painting style, the shape of people and objects is out of shape, the actions in bed are hateful, and the lines are extremely hateful, and there is no one who is mirrored, and you still want me to pay for it as a grassland elf player?

…… Akemi, I know you're a perfectionist, but you can't abuse sandbags like this.

Here, the Lin sisters were still killing people, and Marceau turned his head to look at Yang and Annie.

"I'm telling you, it's good that it's on CM, and if you let me read this book outside of CM, believe it or not I'll smash the siren in your face. Yang said to the stall owner with a book of doujinshi in front of a stall, and the latter smiled shyly: "I'm not here to ask you to take a look, right?,The two over there have too high a vision.,I'm afraid I'm being criticized for being embarrassed.,I just want you to help me see.,Is there anything wrong with my painting style.。 ”

"Is that so, um......" Yang looked down and flipped through it, then raised his head and nodded: "Your painting style and lines are very soft, which is very suitable for the grassland elves, and the human body shape of the grassland elves is also very good, it seems that you understand something." ”

"Yes, I specially asked a steppe elf girl to be my model in the game. "This must be a player, and judging by his Beatles hair and fairly handsome face, Marceau thinks this guy isn't too bad - otherwise the steppe elf girl wouldn't be his model.

"But you're still mistaken, and your guy's plot is too dark, it's tentacles and three in, why should I answer your question, pervert!" Yang threw the book in his face, and then walked over to Marceau in a huff.

"Why did he draw it wrong?" Marceau felt that this guy had a prairie spirit as a model, how could he draw it wrong.

He mistook the Steppe Elves' fertile body shape with their usual body shape, which would have more fat in their abdomen and rounder limbs. When Yang said this, Marceau looked at Yang's waist and found that the girl's waist was ...... It seems to be a little wider than the previous one.

Well, maybe the girl is a little fatter.

Marceau thought of this, turned his head to look at Anne and Changjiu not far away, these two girls were bagging books, well, I think I can make the two girls see the good doujinshi, it must be general.

Thinking like this, Marceau suddenly recognized Mr. stall owner, hey, isn't this the ancient touch that appeared in the third open era, Aunt Yukimi Nakata, who is known as the cat's ear strong attack and control!?

Watching Anne carry a large bag of books behind her and walk after Chang Jiu, Marceau somehow always felt a hint of murderous intent.

"How long are you going to play?" asked Marceau, out of concern for his own safety.

"There are so many places I haven't been to yet, don't worry!" said with a long red face, "It's so interesting and fun here!"

"Really?" Marceau smiled.

…… No kidding, one more second here would be fatal to the kittens. (To be continued......)

PS: I fell today and it feels terrible......