Nanako devoted herself to the sketch, lying on the drawing table and writing hard, she didn't modify any of the plots, nor did she change any trace of the original painting style, but the original work of the Tomb of the Fireflies was reproduced on the drawing paper, because of this work, she didn't have the ability to modify anything, and she didn't think she had that qualification.

Even if the painting style is ancient, even if she can modify the painting style to be more beautiful and beautiful? This is not needed, she just needs to have a respectful heart, and recreate the picture in her memory one stroke at a time, it doesn't matter anything, it's just because of Nanako's own stubbornness, she stubbornly believes that the tomb of the fireflies should be the original appearance!

Monk head, white vest, brother Cheng Tian in green army pants, short hair with ears, and some baby fat sister Setsuko, some yellowed green grass, fireflies in the sky, dreamlike, full of warmth and dreams, and then, in the next second, the dark shadow cast by the bomber from the sky obscured all this brilliance, bringing a lingering haze to this dreamy color....

Everyone in the eighteen manga department was a little stunned and glanced at Nanako, who was just immersed in her own world, and she really couldn't find any words to describe the scene at this moment.

"....." Cheng Yao opened her mouth, wanted to speak and stopped, and after closing her mouth, she stopped talking and desired, and finally secretly sorted out the language in her heart, and then said, "You say, Nanazi, what's going on? I always feel that she is a little weird today, she is crying and in a daze, and now she suddenly seems to be enlightened, look at her now..."

Na Xing glanced at Cheng Yao and said, "I thought you had understood, didn't you persuade Nanazi just now." ”

"I'm just going to follow your words, okay. Cheng Yao said angrily, "Actually, I don't know what's going on at all, I just cooperated with you and helped pour a few mouthfuls of chicken soup for Nanazi, so what the hell is going on, Nanxi should know." ”

Nan Xi spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders, "It's not like this, Nanako's youth and confusion have arrived, so it's very difficult to do anything, so I'll help her and let her regain her decision-making ability." ”

"It's as simple as that?"

"It's that simple!"

Cheng Yao and Nan Xi stared at each other with big eyes, the scene was a little funny, Jiang Mi walked out with a smile and said: "Okay, you two don't play treasure anymore, now Nanazi has started to create, and a few of us don't even have a clue.... We can't lag behind Nanako too much, we're a whole, and we're members of the Eighteen Manga Department.

So we can't drag the entire eighteen comics department back.,Everyone should take action.,No matter what.,We're going to catch up.,Nanako is so powerful.,Still working hard.,And we can't waste time.,You don't want to wait for a day.,You can't even see Nanako's back.。 ”

Cheng Yao: "...... It's really a mouthful of poisonous chicken soup that caught you off guard, and comparing yourself with Nanako is really making people want to cry without tears. ”

Nan Xi also nodded, "Well, Jiang Mi, this chicken soup of yours is really poisonous, and I suddenly feel that the road ahead is worrying." ”

Jiang Mi: "...... can you talk well? I'm just encouraging everyone, what kind of poisonous chicken soup, it's good to drink it, even if it's poisonous, you have to give me a drink, turn it into nutrition and motivation for progress!

"Forget it, don't fight with you two guys, it's infuriating, I'm going to work hard anyway. Jiang Mi glanced at Cheng Yao and the others, turned around and left.

Cheng Yao nodded at Cheng Yao, "Ah Yao, work together!"

"Hmm!" Cheng Yao smiled and nodded in response.

"Huh.... You two. Nan Xi shivered with a cold cold, these two hot guys who were in love couldn't stand it, "Ah Yao, work together, it really makes my goosebumps fall off, ignore you, I also go to work hard, I want to hang firmly on Nanazi's legs as a pendant!"

The eighteen comics department returned to a quiet atmosphere again,Nanako's sketch,Jiang Mi and others conceived the outline and character design,For a while, there was only the sound of the brush sliding and writing on the drawing paper in the entire eighteen comics department,No matter what people outside say about their eighteen comics department,Say they just hugged Nanako's thigh,It's good to say that they are lucky to win an award and become famous.。

What will never change is the efforts of the members of the 18 comics department who will never slack off, how much effort and struggle, how much praise and slander can be endured, as long as we have been working hard, then one day, we will succeed, become famous, and stand on top of the world.

Officially, because of this excellent trait and persistence, Nanako will take a fancy to this group of friends in the eighteen comics department and give them help and guidance, because these friends are worthy of his help, and one day, these friends will help Nanako in turn and help her ascend to the throne of the ACG queen and complete her original dream.

For a week, everyone in the 18th Comic Department was in this atmosphere of hard work, and every morning at 8 o'clock, everyone would come here to start thinking and drawing, and until 6 o'clock in the evening, everyone would stop to rest and go out to play and relax.

Because the last time all the members of the Eighteen Comics Department achieved a good ranking in the Magic Capital Comics Competition, they obtained results and recognition, so the school's management of them is very relaxed, except for the necessary professional classes and special activities, their Eighteen Comics Department has the privilege of not going to class..... Of course, the premise is that you can ensure that you do not fail the final exam, otherwise you will still have to retake the credits, which is not to be discussed.

Early in the morning, everyone came to the eighteen comics department for club activities as usual, and Jiang Mi and the others haven't even completely completed the idea and outline of the work, but Nanako's side has already completed the entire Tomb of the Fireflies, after all, she is completely copied this time, and there is no need to modify the character design and any plot.

And all the content of the Grave of the Fireflies is only the content of an animated movie, Nanako still tries to depict the storyboard and plot in great detail, and it only took him eight days, otherwise, with the speed of her humanoid printer, she would have completed all the works a long time ago.

Put the pen away, exhale, Nanako exhaled a long breath, these days, when she was painting the tomb of the fireflies, she suppressed her sad emotions almost the whole time, trying to make herself detached, don't let her emotions fall into the plot inside, but she still felt like her heart was pressed by a big stone, and she was a little out of breath when she was depressed.

Because of the reason for maintaining the state in the painting, Nanako almost didn't seriously experience the plot of the Grave of the Fireflies, but just transcribed the picture on the drawing paper according to the memory in her mind, and now it is finally completed.

With an inexplicable and relaxed mood, Nanako picked up the manuscript she had drawn these days and whispered to herself: "I still remember that I once decided that I would not watch you a second time, but today, I want to revisit you." ”

.............

In the .....club activity room, someone suddenly cried bitterly, Nanako's tear ducts were like they exploded, and tears collapsed instantly, and the whole person squatted on the ground, tears crossed his cheeks and wet the ground.

Several people from the eighteen comics department were immediately alarmed, and hurriedly walked over, Jiang Mi just wanted to say something, but was stopped by Cheng Yao, "Just let Nanako cry, her emotions have been very wrong these days, and she has been suppressing something, so let her cry now, just cry out, and it will be fine when she wipes away her tears, but she has been holding back, and I feel that something bad is going to happen." ”

Several people were silent, Nan Xi glanced at Nanako, pursed her lips, picked up the scattered sketches from the ground, patted the dust on them, and waved lightly at everyone, "The 'culprit' that made Nanako cry bitterly should be these sketches, how about it, who wants to take a look at it with me?"

"Hehe, I'm also curious, what kind of story can make Nanako, a warrior of love, cry like a child. ”

"Together. ”

Nan Xi sorted the drawings into a book according to the number of sorting pages at the bottom right of the sketch, and then everyone gathered together to read it.

On the evening of September 21, 63 years of the first year of the Dragon Kingdom, I died. The content of the first page of the sketch made Jiang Mi and the others couldn't help but be a little depressed, a young man's soul announced his death with an indifferent face, his tone was ordinary and simple, and he was just saying something inconsequential.

Setsuko, where are you?

The boy's body sat on the pillar in front of the station, staring blankly at the ground in front of him with empty eyes, and then slowly collapsed......

"Well, this is the beginning...... It's a little depressing, is it a style similar to Bloodthirsty Frenzy?" Cheng Yao frowned and glanced at Cui Ye.

Cui Ye shook his head, "I feel that it should be different, let's continue to read it." ”

The cleaner took the empty sugar jar from the boy's hand and threw it into the weeds in the distance, the empty sugar jar that was thrown swirled in the air, tumbling, and falling into the dark grass, there were fireflies flying, a little light, two lights, gradually, many glowing fires rose, floating, the faint cold light gradually brightened, the light softened, in the orange-red light, the figure of a little girl gradually became clear, and the innocent face looked at the rusty sugar jar in surprise.

The young man's indifferent expression melted in an instant the moment he saw the little girl, he walked over and patted her shoulder lightly, "Setsuko, my favorite sister, I've come to see you, and we're finally ............ Reunited again. ”

The boy took his sister's hand and led her out of the grass, and in the carriage, the souls of the brother and sister sat quietly in a corner, and the distant light outside the window shone on the faces of the brother and sister, fiery red, reminiscent of the warmth of the fire.

Setsuko, are you tired? Let's get some sleep. Rest assured, it's quiet, no war, no planes, no flaming petrol bombs, no homes in ruins, no hunger and cold, and no one will drive us away............ Only those beautiful fireflies, like stars, twinkle and twinkle......... Sleep, Setsuko, sleep......... Brother and you, never again!