The two exhibition halls of this exhibition are not small, but the first exhibition hall is two or three times larger than the second exhibition hall, and the flow of people is more than ten times. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Most comic book fans are here for the famous manga artists.

Take a look at the latest chapter that Okami is serializing but has not yet been released, take a closer look at Okami, and if you're lucky, you can even get an autograph or a group photo.

If you can't do it, you can also look at the girls in cosplay, and it's good to eat tofu with your eyes.

The cosplay girls are trying hard to show off their good bodies. Although the Japanese girls are not tall, they are very open-minded and interact with comic fans very actively. It's not like a lot of models who are invited from other places, just standing there and ignoring people.

Nobita is a standard otaku who stays at home every day except for work, and anime, comics, and games are the focus of his life. So I'm nearly thirty years old and haven't talked about a girlfriend yet.

Comic fairs are one of the few events he does when he goes out, and every time he hears of a comic book exhibition anywhere, he will definitely attend it, no matter how big or small.

Coming to see comics is one of the reasons.,Another purpose is to see girls.。

Right now he's talking to a cosplay girl.

The comics in this exhibition are space-themed and tell the story of space battleships and alien PK.

The girl wears a custom-made space battleship military uniform, and cosplays into a character in the comics.

The neckline of the military uniform is oversized, the lower body is a miniskirt, and Nobita Nobita drools when he looks at his white thighs.

"What's your name, girl? How old is this year? Nobe Bear asked.

The girl was not disgusted because the other party was a lewd man and looked at herself with lust, but answered all questions, "My name is Yoshizawa Mingbu, and I am twenty-three years old this year." ”

"What a name! Mingbu-chan, can we be a pot friend? ”

"Of course you can, this is my business card, I have a wide range of business, as a pot friend, you can call me 24 hours a day. For only 50,000 yen, we can have an in-depth exchange for an hour. Yoshizawa handed over her business card.

"50,000 yen is so expensive! Aren't we pot friends? ”

"Pot friends are going to eat too! This is already a friendship price! Yoshizawa said in a soft tone.

"I thought with our friendship we could be free! I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! ”

"Free? You insane! Sister Yoshizawa turned around and left.

"Mingbu-chan, don't be in a hurry to leave! Let's talk again! Nobita strode towards the girl, accidentally bumped into someone, and the glasses were knocked to the ground.

Nobita is a big myopia of 800 degrees because he plays games and watches anime all year round, and he is basically blind without glasses.

He quickly lay on the ground and found it, there were too many people who came to participate in the comic book exhibition, people came and went, only to hear a click, and the glasses were trampled.

Nobita touched his glasses and found that one side of the glasses had fallen off, and the other side had several cracks.

That's when his phone rang.

"Nobita, where are you? Come to me! "On the other end of the phone is Yasuo, a classmate and friend of Nobita.,The same otaku.,The same comic book fan.,The difference is that one loves to see.,The other loves to draw.。

The two met to become manga artists when they were students, and Yasuo succeeded, and although he was only a newcomer, he finally took his first step.

Nobita's hobbies are too many, and now he prefers video games to comics.

Nobita came to the comic con today not only to read comics and girls, but also to cheer for his friends, but he was so fascinated by his sister's big white legs that he couldn't walk, and he forgot about it.

When a friend called, he remembered that he thought Yasuo was looking for him to help him.

"Come on, come on~ What's the hurry, I'm chatting happily with a sister, and the sister has agreed to be a pot friend with me."

"You'll regret it if you don't come soon!"

"Is it so serious, are you going to break off with me?"

"What are you talking nonsense! Anyway, hurry up, I'm in Hall 2, booth B153, don't be mistaken. ”

Although the first exhibition hall is large, each booth occupies a large area, with a total of 100 booths.

A table in the second exhibition hall is a booth, so although the place is small, there are 400 numbers, Wang Ling's seat is more corner, and the number is also very high, and B386 is his number.

Yasuo's B153 is in the best position in the middle.

Nobita took his one-sided glasses and touched the second exhibition hall and quickly found Yasuo, not because his position was in the middle of the exhibition hall, but because he could see with one eye that Yasuo was standing on the table, standing so high that it was difficult to find it.

"What nerves do you have? What are you doing standing on the table? Isn't it crazy? ”

"You're coming, coming, let's stand up together!"

"Wait, why are you so empty here, where have all the people gone? Hey, why are so many people around? Nobita also noticed that something was wrong with the second exhibition hall.

"Look closely."

Nobita strained with one of his eyes, and finally found the holographic caricature through the cracked lens.

As a fan of technology nerds and comics, Nobita was immediately fascinated by holographic projection technology and Wang Ling's extraordinary painting skills.

Comic fans in the first exhibition hall will also move to the second exhibition hall, and once they arrive at the second exhibition hall, they will be like meat buns beating dogs. The number of people in the first exhibition hall slowly decreased, attracting the attention of those who became famous manga artists.

"What's going on? Why are there fewer and fewer people? A Japanese cartoonist asked his assistant.

The assistant shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

"Then why are you still stunned, go and take a look!"

There were many cartoonists who sent people to inquire about information, but none of the people they sent came back, not even a phone call.

Although the people sent were only assistants, they were also professionals in the industry, and they had never seen such miraculous painting skills, and they were attracted by Wang Ling's cartoons at a glance, so that they forgot the purpose of their own visit, and they didn't wake up from a dream until their teacher called.

I don't know who yelled in the first exhibition hall, "There's something nice over there, everyone, come on!" "It has accelerated the loss of comic book fans.

Everyone is curious, you say that there is something good-looking, but you don't say what it is, everyone is very curious, and they all want to know what's going on.

There are only 500 cartoonists participating in the comic fair, but there are tens of thousands of comic book fans, and the second exhibition hall is relatively small, and it will be crowded with comic fans one after another.

Wang Ling's position was in the corner, and only some people could see his holographic projection, and the people who came behind could only see a little vaguely, and they couldn't see it clearly at all.

The people who watched in front didn't want to leave, and the people who came back desperately squeezed inside, causing chaos in the second exhibition hall, and the people in the organizing committee were also sweating profusely.

The staff of the organizing committee revealed their identities and wanted to squeeze around Wang Ling, but who knew that it caused strong dissatisfaction among comic fans.

"Squeeze what?"

"Squeeze it again and I'll squash you!"

"Let's get out of the way, let's get over."

"Whoever you are, I'm going to let you pass."

"We are from the organizing committee, and we have something to do with that teacher."

"Blow, what can you do?"

"The organizing committee is amazing! The organizing committee also has to line up to read comics, want to go ahead of me? Dream! ”

"I wanted everyone to see clearly, so I had to talk to the teacher about changing positions."

Only then did everyone give way to them, and the staff squeezed in front of Wang Ling with great effort.

"Mr. DarkLord, we are the staff of the Comic Con Organizing Committee." The staff reported themselves in English.

"Oh! Hello, what's the matter? Only then did Wang Ling wake up from the realm of selfless painting.

He looked up and saw that it was a good guy, there was a sea of people in front of him, surrounded by people, and the effect of the holographic projection was really powerful.

"We want to ask you to change your position, it's too far out to see your masterpiece."

This is a good thing, of course Wang Ling has no reason to refuse, change his position, so that more people can see his comics, and the votes can be higher, so that he can have a chance to enter the second round of competition.

Where to change, of course, it is the most central position in the exhibition hall, and the change of position is very coincidental, it is the rookie cartoonist named Yasuo.

The organizers made this decision without consulting him, but Yasuo didn't mind at all, in his opinion, it was an honor for him to give up his position to this god-level manga artist. He didn't go to Wang Ling's original seat, but stood behind Wang Ling, and he was ecstatic to learn Wang Ling's painting skills at such a close distance.

Wang Ling is very satisfied with his current position, and in the middle of the hall, the holographic projection can give full play to its effect.

He reset the projector, and four identical cartoons appeared in the air, facing the four directions, and the position was higher than the original, so that comic fans in each direction could see their drawings clearly.

After setting it up, he put his mind back to painting.

After a while, it was close to noon, and his Dragon Ball had also finished two words, and he re-set the projector again, and the projector had a memory function that could replay the painted paintings. In this way, two of them continue to follow his brush, and the other two hundred play the content of the two words he drew earlier, so that the audience who had not seen the previous content has the opportunity to read it from the beginning.

The flow of people is getting less and less, and everyone who enters the second exhibition hall never comes out again, and the cartoonists in the first exhibition hall are anxious, and they all know what happened in the second exhibition hall after contacting their assistants, but they can't watch it like ordinary comic fans because of their own face, and their own comic booth can't be without their own sitting.

This is not the way to go, and several well-known Japanese cartoonists have come to the organizing committee to protest.

"What did your organizing committee do, how could such a situation occur!"

"It's a choice for the fans, and we don't have the right to interfere with whose comics they like to read." said the head of the organizer.

"That can't be like this, can such a comic exhibition still be called a comic exhibition?"

"Why can't it be called a comic book exhibition, our flow of people has not decreased, but has increased, and this is the most successful comic book exhibition."

"Everyone has gone to the second exhibition hall, where do you put the faces of us famous cartoonists? That's just a newcomer, I don't believe his comics are so good! ”

"I haven't read the teacher's cartoons, but it's very good, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to attract so many people. If you don't believe it, you can see it with your own eyes. ”

"We're not going!"

"......, what do you want to do? You can't drive people away, but they have paid the registration fee. ”

Several cartoonists buried their heads in the discussion and said to the person in charge of the exhibition: "Let him come to the first exhibition hall to draw, and we will see where he is sacred." ”