http://10.168.58.178/qidian/post.php?id=1003671791&cid=343281548 "Is it right here?"

Led by Maiko, Lee travels to a neighborhood near the outskirts of Tokyo. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info look around, the environment is very quiet, every house is detached, the quiet street winds into the distance, away from the noisy city center and the road, it is a very suitable place for manga artists to live.

"Yes, at No. 1293 XX Road, the two teachers live in front." Maiko said a little nervously, "Teacher, can we really invite Fujiko Fujio-sensei?" Mr. Fujiko is the housekeeper of the Elementary School Building.,I grew up watching "Little Ghost Q Taro"! ”

How much influence "Little Ghost Q Taro" has on people in this era, Li Shanhe is not clear.

But he knows one thing:

Qtaro is the main source of funding for Shonen Sunday! More valued than Tezuka!

It was thanks to the success of this manga that the Shogakukan was able to raise enough funds to move to its current location. That's why the Shogakukan building is called the Qtaro building in the circle!

It is no exaggeration to say that if Fujiko Fujio is poached, even if the Shogakukan is not lame, it will be a big loss of vitality!

"It's not feasible to poach people, and cartoonists generally serialize multiple comics at the same time. There are very few exclusive serialization contracts. Li Shanhe smiled, "However, co-authoring a work with him, I don't think the teacher will refuse." I've even thought of the slogan, 'fateful master-apprentice showdown', what do you think? ”

Maiko's eyes lit up: "Worthy of a teacher!" Rub Tezuka's popularity, so as to make up for our shortcomings! ”

Li Shanhe couldn't help complaining: "Hey, what is a short board, I'm also famous!" Although it's not as good as Tezuka, it's also a first-line writer! ”

At this moment, a few people ran in the distance and waved at them from afar.

The first person is Li Shanhe's comic assistant, Hiroshi Honguya.

He ran over panting and said, "Teacher, I've finally found you!" This is what the president asked me to bring.,Dorayaki from Kabayakiya! Please bring it to Fujiko Fujio-sensei! ”

Li Shanhe took the paper bag and smacked his tongue: "Pu Yao House? It's hard to buy, since you queue for two hours, why don't you bring me a little more bean Dafu. ”

"One person can only buy one, and by the time we get in line, the other desserts have already been sold out." The female assistant next to her, Akiko Yamabuki, said a little nervously, "Teacher, can we go and see Fujiko Fujio together?" He's my idol. ”

"Huh? Isn't your idol me? ”

Arnold...... Although the teacher is very powerful, there is no sense of mystery when they meet every day. I still feel that Fujiko Sensei has more of the gentle charm of a mature man......"

Damn, the only bright color in the studio, the big-breasted Akiko has also rebelled! Am I immature, am I not gentle!

He finally understood where Tezuka's jealousy came from. Peers are enemies!

He refused very unhappily: "You stay here, I'll go alone." ”

"Huh? Why? ”

"You are too conspicuous, Maiko is so beautiful, Akiko is in such a good figure, and Hiroshi Hongiya is a junior of Tokiwaso. It's inconvenient to move with a lot of people, but I'm going to dig people, and it's not good if the editor of the Shogakukan finds out! ”

Maiko touched her smooth skin and said narcissistically, "It sounds very reasonable, hey, it's distressing for a woman to be beautiful......"

Li Shanhe resisted the desire to complain and reassured: "Don't worry, I will definitely turn Mr. Fujiko over, and you can ask for autographs as much as you like when the time comes." ”

In this way, everyone was persuaded to leave step by step.

Seeing everyone's figures disappear at the end of the street, Li Shanhe snorted and looked at the paper bag in his hand.

"Damn, the dessert of Kabayakiya actually bought such a useless thing as dorayaki. Why not Bean Daifuku! Are you afraid that I will steal it? ”

It was also a red bean dessert, smelling the fragrance coming from the high-end carton, Li Shanhe swallowed his saliva, but he still held back and didn't open it.

Walking down the street alone, he soon arrived at Fujiko Fujio's residence. House number 1293, this is a detached house.

Li Shanhe rang the doorbell, and after a while, the door opened.

When he just wanted to introduce himself, he found that the door was opened by a middle-aged man with a cigarette in his mouth, a wrinkled suit, and red eyes.

Who's this?

This thought flashed, and Li Shanhe said with a smile: "Hello, is Mr. Fujiko Fujio here?" ”

"Are you here to urge the draft?" The middle-aged man said vigilantly.

Li Shanhe thought for a while: "No, I'm here to ask the teacher for a manuscript." ”

"The teacher is not here!"

The middle-aged man was impatient to close the door, but Li Shanhe hurriedly held it with his hand and said quickly: "This time our manuscript fee is 3 million yuan!" Sign up and get it! Excuse me, notify Fujiko Fujio-sensei! ”

3 million is already a very high price, and Li Shanhe only got 1 million a year when he first debuted. This is not an exclusive contract, which shows the huge amount of money that Shueisha has invested this time.

The middle-aged man really glanced at him in surprise, but the vigilance in his eyes deepened, "I said, the teacher is not here now!" If you can't find someone, no amount of money you give! ”

With that, the door slammed shut.

What's going on? Just came to the door and ate the closed door? Can't even see each other?

Li Shanhe was a little strange, he walked around the house and found that there was a section of the fence that was relatively low.

He placed the paper bag containing the dorayaki on the ground, then jumped up and looked inside the wall, and saw that the house was crowded with people, as if there were many people in a meeting.

Sure enough, something terrible is going on here.

Just as he was thinking about whether to leave first or rush in, he suddenly found that the paper bag that had been placed aside had been taken away.

A thin middle-aged man grabbed the paper bag in a panic, tore open the box as he ran, and stuffed the gong into his mouth.

I'm going to go!

Grab food in broad daylight! This is a high-end product to give as a gift!

Li Shanhe was furious, took three steps and made two steps, and a tiger pounced and pressed the thin man under him.

The thin man may have been so hungry that he didn't care about it, and he bit off most of it in one bite, and then made up for it, and ate one in two seconds.

Li Shanhe was anxious, grabbed the other party's collar and shook it vigorously: "Bastard!" Spit it out for me! This is a high-end product of Kabayaya! I can't bear to eat it myself, you dare to be ahead of me! ”

The thin man was shaken with meat and eight vegetables, and he couldn't even say a word, but his mouth didn't stop at all, and he stuffed a dorayaki into his mouth, which was like the reincarnation of a starving ghost.

Just as Li Shanhe decided to chant his nirvana, a shout interrupted his action.

A man ran in the distance. It was a panting little fat man, who stopped in front of the two, so tired that he almost didn't fall, holding his knees and panting: "Teacher! Teacher! Finally found you! ”

Who is this man? How do you recognize mine?

Li Shanhe has always paid attention to his image in front of outsiders, he coughed, let go of the thin man who grabbed food, and patted the folds of his clothes.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw the fat man bypassing Li Shanhe, rushing to the thin man's side, and wailing:

"Mr. Fujimoto! Finally found you! Don't run away this time! ”

What the?

Li Shanhe looked at the thin man who was not good-looking, Fujimoto, in this case, it could only be that person.

This guy who is reincarnated like a hungry ghost turns out to be one of Fujiko Fujio's duo, Hiroshi Fujimoto?

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As a first-line manga artist, Hiroshi Fujimoto should not be short of money.

But the middle-aged man in his early thirties in front of him seemed to be a man named Hanako, with oily curly hair, eye droppings in the corners of his eyes, and a strange smell on his body, but he ignored it and stuffed a dorayaki into his mouth in a big gulp, just like a refugee.

If they see it, they will definitely be sad that the idol will be shattered.

Just after the fat man yelled and broke the identity of Hiroshi Fujimoto.

There was a bang, and the door of house 1293 was suddenly blasted open.

"Did you find Fujimoto-sensei?" A large crowd hurried out, and when they saw the thin man, like a vicious dog, they pounced on him, and surrounded him tightly.

"Mr. Fujimoto! It's almost the deadline, how did you sneak out! This has been delayed for most of the day! ”

"Our magazine is still waiting for your manuscript, and it will be handed over to the printing house tomorrow!"

"Fujimoto thief! Don't try to escape this time, you have to finish the draft! ”

Everyone was talking nonsense, and some people even couldn't wait to grab Fujimoto Hiroshi's hand and take him into the house.

A drop of cold sweat on Li Shanhe's head, it turns out that this is the life of a cartoonist in this era?

No wonder everyone says that a manga artist is a Shura field, and short-lived people must not enter this industry.

If he didn't have a golden finger, he wouldn't be a cartoonist if he was killed!

Although Fujimoto Hiroshi was eating dorayaki and begging for mercy again and again, the editors were not merciful at all, and they grabbed and pushed, and finally escorted Fujimoto Hiroshi into the house.

Li Shanhe followed the bustling crowd, walked at the back, and entered the house.

As soon as he entered the living room, Li Shanhe was startled, and it was full of people. Not only on the sofa in the living room, but even on the stairs leading to the second floor, restless editors were seated. The ashtray placed in the corner was full of cigarette butts, and the room was filled with the exhaust fumes of secondhand smoke.

These...... Are all editors waiting for a reminder?

Another drop of cold sweat dropped on his head, no wonder the person who opened the door before was so unkind, it turned out that the conditions of his colleagues here were so difficult.

As he escorted Fujimoto Hiroshi into the studio, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a person who was originally working the table, suddenly rushed over, grabbed Fujimoto Hiroshi's collar and shook it back and forth:

"Damn! Great! Throw all the work at me! I'm going to die! You won't have a good time! ”

Fujimoto Hiroshi was dizzy by the shaking eyes, and said with difficulty, "Wait...... Suxiong ...... Quickly release the ...... I'm not...... Are you back...... Just go for ...... Walk...... By the way......"

"Did you go for a walk all day! You're just running away! The man said angrily.

The man wore large brown glasses, and his hair, though combed with hairspray, was loose and unkempt from long hours of work. He loosened Hiroshi Fujimoto's collar and jumped to his feet angrily, and the editors next to him began to persuade again:

"Mr. Fujimoto, Mr. An Sun Tzu, hurry up and work, this time so many manuscripts are piled up, and if you can't hand in the manuscripts, the editor-in-chief will be really angry."

Li Shanhe patted his head, since Fujimoto Hiroshi appeared, then this is An Sun Tzu Suxiong, right?

Contrary to ordinary people's perception, Fujiko Fujio is actually the pen name shared by the two authors.

Hiroshi Fujimoto and Suo Yasuko, who have been friends since elementary school, came to Tokyo together as they grew older, and entered the world of manga artists in order to realize their dreams. Not only do they have a deep friendship, but they also help each other in their careers, which is why so many wonderful works have come out.

An Sun Tzu Suxiong held his sunglasses with his hand, and said angrily: "Let it go this time, next time I will run away, let you draw alone until you die!" ”

An editor said with an ugly face: "Teacher, please stop talking about running away!" This time, we will draw our manuscript well! ”

Wiping his sweat, an editor rushed up and said, "Teacher, the end of "Superman Prabhu" (aka "The Flying Man") should start drawing, right?" Please, hurry up, the editor-in-chief has already called several times! ”

"And our '21emon' (aka 'The Alien Monsters)!"

"Our "Prince of Sour Plum Stars" ......"

""Ninja Hatuli" has only been serialized for a few issues, so it can't just be stopped!"

"Monster Taro can't wait!"

"The Black Laughing Salesman" ("Seven Laughing Stars") ......"

Li Shanhe was amazed again and again, the two teachers were really extraordinary, and so many issues of works were serialized at the same time. I don't have the ability to draw 50 pages a day with Osamu Tezuka, and I dare to take on so much work, I really don't know how to write dead words!

Seeing the editors rushing up one by one, Fujimoto Hiroshi couldn't help but shout:

"Wait, don't worry! I'm hungry! I have to eat enough to have the strength to work! ”

"You're trying to escape! Isn't it enough to eat so many dorayaki? This time we'll order you takeout! ”

Fujimoto Hiroshi's voice immediately became smaller, and he chirped, "It's so troublesome for you, isn't it?" ”

"You've caused us a lot of trouble!"

"Ugh! Then I want to eat boiled fish and Zuo Zongtang chicken! ……”

"Isn't that unique to Kunlun Restaurant? It's going to be a long queue! …… Okay, okay, I'll give you some food, teacher, you can draw first! That, two editors, watch them here, don't let them run away! ”

Immediately, two men walked up and volunteered to stay in the room to keep an eye on them. Fujiko Fujio protested, but was dismissed.

The editors left the studio temporarily, and Li Shanhe couldn't find a chance to talk to Hiroshi Fujimoto during the whole process!

What can I do, I can't find the time to make an appointment.

When he went out, a person touched Li Shanhe's shoulder:

"Hey, thank you before, if you hadn't caught the teacher, he would have run away again. Which magazine are you from? I haven't seen you before? ”

Li Shanhe found that this person was the little fat man he met at the door before, and the little fat man had a rich expression and winked at him.

"Oh, I'm the president of the Shanhe Society, and I'm here to ask Mr. Fujiko for a manuscript in person."

"New here, then you may be in the order of this meeting." He sighed.

Meeting? What meeting?

During the time that the editors were concentrated, the little fat man Balabala poured it all to him.

It turned out that Fujiko Fujio had so much work to do, so before the deadline, the editors would hold a "sequential meeting" to decide the order of the two teachers' drawings.

The order is completely negotiated by lip service, depending on everyone's confidence and chips. If it's a new magazine, it's already a thousand thanks to be able to get the manuscript, don't expect the order to be advanced. As for how many days it will drag on in the end, it all depends on luck.

The person in front sent a form, and Li Shanhe filled in the name of his magazine. He couldn't help but have a headache, it turned out that it was such a troublesome thing to ask Fujiko Fujio to make an appointment, not to mention anything else, how to defeat other opponents and grab the schedule, it was a very head-scratching thing.

"Mr. Fujimoto is very good, as long as you come up with an idea that arouses his interest, you can easily get an appointment with him." The little fat man said as he filled out the form, "When the teacher goes to the bathroom, I'll help you cover up, so you can come up with a good idea." ”

Li Shanhe couldn't help but have a good impression of this little fat man. "Thank you."

"Hey, I haven't thanked you yet, that's the dorayaki of Kabayakiya, the teacher's favorite sweet. Your preparation is also very detailed, if it weren't for the teacher's escape, maybe you would have been able to make a successful appointment. ”

Is that so? It turns out that the dorayaki bought by the president of Shueisha still has this meaning.

While the two were chatting, someone coughed, jumped on the table, and began the sequential meeting.

"See that guy? He is the 'head of the prisoners,' the person who takes turns presiding over the meeting each month. The little fat man pointed to a person and whispered.

Li Shanhe looked in the direction, and the man was the man in the suit who opened the door for him before.

(To be continued.) )