Early the next morning, Wu Sheng received a call from Tina.

Saying that Chloe didn't know why, he suddenly found Keya's guardian to resign last night, and revealed that he concealed his identity and found Zangao to get rid of Usopp.

Then Keya's guardian immediately called the police.

And Tina, who had been staring at Chloe for a long time, naturally received the news and took Chloe back to the police station as soon as possible.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt strange, because as long as Chloe kept silent, she couldn't do anything about him.

However, when she expressed her doubts to Karp, she only got one sentence: "Do what you do, don't worry about the rest." ”

She naturally muttered in her heart, although this matter involves your grandson, but there are too many weirdness in it, isn't it worth the police badge on your shoulder if you don't investigate it well?

"It seems that I have to secretly investigate it myself...... "The more Tina thought about what happened before and after, the deeper the doubts in her heart, and she had an obsessive-compulsive attack, so she decided to secretly investigate these high school students by herself.

“...... Yes, Usopp-san, I've already sent him back to school...... Okay, let's keep in touch, and maybe we'll have you and Usopp make a transcript...... Okay, goodbye. ”

"Mm-hmm, goodbye." Wu Sheng hung up Tina's phone, yawned, and looked at the faintly lit sky outside the window a little stunned.

What time is it, and I called before dawn!

He rubbed his hair, which slept like a chicken coop, and stood up to stretch his muscles: "But the reaction to the destruction of this temple came too quickly, right?" He turned himself in overnight...... Now that you're awake, go for a workout. ”

Wu Sheng washed up a little, walked into the room that had been turned into a gym, and started today's homework.

In the previous life, if this product had been so diligent when he was young, it is estimated that he would have already had a bumper harvest of health and wealth.

......

Energetic exercise, take a shower and go to school full of energy, and then paddle for a day at school.

Finally got out of school in the afternoon.

Usopp still didn't come to school today, and after being protected for so many days, he was worried about Keya, after all, Keya didn't reply to the messages she sent to him in the past few days.

As soon as Tina informed him that he could go, she hurried to the hospital, presumably spending a day in the hospital with Keya.

It is unknown how he explained his disappearance, but he went home with Nami as soon as he got out of school, because today was the date when Hattori came to pick up the manuscript of the third episode, and he would also bring a sample of the "Weekly Shonen Junk" on Monday, that is, the magazine that published the first episode of "Notes of the Dead King".

"Okay, the third episode was completed on time, and Mr. Fukada's painting skills have improved significantly in the past two weeks!" After reading the third episode of "Notes of the Dead King", Hattori looked at the original manuscript in his hand with a sigh, he was originally worried that the assistants would only come four days a week, and the quality of the drawings could not be guaranteed, but now he was sure that his worries were unnecessary.

"Genius! In just two weeks, we have made great progress! He thought in his heart, but this praise did not speak, he was afraid that young people would have an unstable mentality and be easy to be proud.

Nami couldn't help but laugh proudly when she heard Hattori say that she was making rapid progress, and the effort was really not for outsiders.

Hattori put away the sketch and was about to leave, when he found Takekatsu and Nami still staring at him, and asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Magazine samples, Mr. Hattori!" Wu Sheng urged, he didn't ask for leave today, and he had to rush back to GM Tokyo to work!

"Oh! Look at my memory ......" Hattori took out two thick magazines from his bag and handed them to Takekatsu and Nami respectively.

The cover page of the magazine is a large color page of the moon and the god of death Ryuk, and it is written on the left and right sides and at the bottom: [Genius high school students reappear! ] New serialization! Dead King's Notes! 】

In the lower left corner are their names: [Painting: Nami Fukada; Drama: Takeda Asahi

None of them used pen names, and this was all because of Wusheng's plan of "increased popularity = increased influence = increased combat effectiveness".

At that time, he did not expect that the sin realm was so complicated, that the water was so deep, and that there were even other awakened beings.

Seeing his and Nami's names appear on this, Wu Sheng also regretted it a little in his heart, feeling that he was still a little reckless, and he made this decision after listening to Elig's half-understood explanation.

It's too late to regret it now, the sample issue is available, then this issue should have been printed in full, and now it should start loading and sending it to the whole country......

"In the future, when I go to the criminal world, I will still have a nickname, don't call it my real name......" Wu Sheng regretted in his heart: "Eh, the nickname can be called Wu Sheng!" Nice, nice......"

Wu Sheng, who has never forgotten his real name, praised himself in his heart, after all, forgetting the past is tantamount to betrayal, but he is in Cao Ying's heart in Han.

Wu Sheng looked at his name and was fascinated, Nami had already opened the magazine, gently stroking the works she had drawn one by one, although her heart had settled down on this matter, but when she really touched the magazine, she couldn't help but have slightly red eyes, quite excited.

Neither Hattori nor the assistants on the side disturbed the two.

They know that the joy of this kind of success needs to be tasted secretly in their hearts, the two of them are young, and they are just in a daze, which is already relatively stable.

Wu Sheng took a rough look at it, and wanted to check if there was anything missing, but suddenly reacted again, the publishing house must have a proofreading department, don't bother him, he stabilized his mind, picked up the magazine and stood up, bowed slightly again and thanked Hattori.

When Nami heard this, she hurriedly thanked Hattori again.

"You're welcome, it's all your own talent, okay, keep it up!" Hattori hurriedly stood up and saluted back, and said to Wu Sheng seriously: "Takeda-kun, don't forget your promise to me!" ”

Wu Sheng knew that he was talking about a part-time job, he was a little embarrassed, and felt that he was indeed a little inauthentic, so he nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, remember, as long as you fall out of the sixth place, you will start to adjust the storyboard......"

After all, Hattori is an old editor, and he has worked in JUNK for many years, and he has long known that some geniuses are some strange quirks, and he restrained his desire to forcibly persuade Takeshi not to work. I guessed that the death of my parents might have made this 16-year-old high school student insecure, so he worked so hard to make money.

So he decided to hold his opinion for the time being until the reader's vote fell to sixth place, and then persuade Takekatsu and Nami.

"Then I'll quit and go back to the company first, you guys come on, and I'll tell you about the readers' voting ranking a few days after the release next week."

"Okay, I'm sorry for you."

Takekatsu and Nami send Hattori out.

Then Wu Sheng didn't stay long, said hello to the two assistant sisters, and went to GM Tokyo with the sample magazine, and he promised to give GM's partners the first time to see his work.

Wu Sheng went out.

The two assistant ladies came to Nami's side and asked a little worriedly, "Fukada-sensei, can Takeda-sensei stand it like this?" It's a part-time job and a creator. "They don't know about the 20-episode storyboard.

"Don't worry!" Nami smiled lightly, "Takeda has already drawn a 20-episode storyboard before submission!" ”

In fact, now that Wu Sheng has drawn the storyboard of the whole story, Nami likes this ending very much, so her self-confidence is also bursting!

"Chapter 20!" Before the two young ladies could recover from their shock, Nami said, "He still has the energy to try to conceive another work." ”

"Awesome!" The young ladies' eyes lit up, and they looked at Nami with envy, they were going to meet such a friend when they were in high school, maybe they wouldn't be assistants, right?

"But when I was in high school, I really didn't have the level and consciousness of Fukada-sensei," and they thought about Nami'......s lifeless daily drawing and practice, and they really realized the difference between people......

Most people don't have a strong desire to succeed, let alone the determination to do whatever it takes.

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At this time, Wu Shengjia didn't go back, and went back to school with his sample magazine.

Because Luffy and Zoro Brook also want to be the first to see.

Wu Sheng has nothing to do, anyway, he works along the way to fulfill their small wishes.

In a series of congratulations and "awesome" compliments, Wu Sheng walked out of the school with an irrepressible smile.

A pretending fire burned in his heart, and he felt that he was walking with the wind, and he took two steps and a leap, which was very cheerful.

Walking downstairs to GM Tokyo, Wu Sheng coughed, sorted out the smile on his cheeks, recovered a hint of reserved expression, and ran up to the second floor in two steps of three steps.

This GM Tokyo is still preparing, and when he saw Takekatsu coming up, Sanji's eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly in the kitchen, "Takeda! ”

"Oh!" Wu Sheng waved at him calmly, as if the company leader was meeting a small employee.

"Got it?" Sanji washed his hands, walked out of the kitchen, raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes were mysterious.

"There it is." Takesheng also leaned over, and he also looked around in a pretended manner, as he reached into his backpack, as if he was making an illegal deal with Sanji.

The sneaky appearance of the two naturally attracted the attention of everyone present.

"What are you doing?" Miss Songjing, the pastry chef, is the most lively one in the restaurant, and seeing the mystery of the two of them, she immediately came over curiously to see what the two little boys were doing.

"Hey, hey!" Takeshi smirked and pulled out this issue of JUNK and handed it to Sanji.

"Oh, oh, oh! Think about it!! Sanji took this thick weekly magazine, stared at the cover of the magazine with bright eyes, and after a cursory sweep, he saw the words Nami Fukada and Takeda Asahi, Sanji had mixed emotions in his heart.

The scene where Takekatsu invites Nami to draw a manga together seems like yesterday, and he is the only witness to the beginning of the group's beginnings.

At first, he just thought that Wu Sheng was playing tickets, and if Wu Sheng hadn't really given all the money from his part-time job to Nami to buy paintbrushes and materials, he would definitely dissuade Nami and tell her not to take this risk.

And the hardships and efforts in it, he also sees it in his eyes and envy it in his heart: every day at noon, after school in the afternoon, every moment, as long as Takeshi and Nami are together, they are discussing comics, creating comics, and optimizing comics, and that momentum and enthusiasm have moved him very much to this day.

Later, he was influenced by the two of them, and he couldn't help but learn about comics, so he bought a single book of basic popular comics and came back to read them in his spare time. However, the more he understood, the more he knew how low the probability of Takekatsu and Nami's success was, and on the one hand, he was anxious for the two of them, and on the other hand, there was nothing he could do to stop their enthusiasm.

Time passed day by day, he watched this cartoon from scratch, from existence to excellence, and then submitted, signed, serialized, and finally to this day, published in this magazine.

Looking at this wonderful and delicate color cover, the night god moon stood with his back to Ryuk45 The eyes full of dreams looking up at the sky, Sanji's eyes were slightly red, he only hated Nami for not being there, otherwise he would have been able to express his love in his heart to her directly!

Wu Sheng was also very moved when he saw his expression, and gave a thumbs up in his heart, worthy of being a partner! Sanji-san!

But if he knew what Sanji was thinking at the moment, he would probably only give his middle finger, right?

Sanji looked at the cover of the comic and was fascinated.,But the cute young lady didn't.,She snatched the magazine in Sanji's hand.,Just wanted to say, "Isn't it worthy of a male high school student.,Buying a comic magazine is so mysterious and mysterious?" ”

I also saw the words Nami Fukada and Takeda Asahi, my cute big eyes glared, my expression changed, and I raised my eyes to look at Takekatsu, as if I wanted to confirm something.

Wu Sheng couldn't control the apple muscles on his face, and a smile was about to overflow from the corners of his mouth, and he nodded slightly reservedly, indicating that yes, he was so handsome.

"Ahh Moe let out a scream.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Everyone from GM Tokyo gathered around.

"Takeda!" Meng Hua pointed at Wu Sheng, and then pointed to the comic in his hand, pointing back and forth so excited that he couldn't say anything: "Takeda...... Nami-chan ...... The manga ......" as if she had been serialized.

Wu Sheng naturally didn't embarrass her, coughed slightly, and continued: "This is a sample issue of our comics next Monday, and I said that I would bring it to you to read in advance first!" Hahahahaha! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the lobby manager Jing Ye put his arms around his neck from behind and rubbed his head vigorously with his left hand: "It's okay!" Takeda! Come on, come on, let's all see! ”

Others, including Chef Ohana and Ryuko, as well as Miss Hisumi, and other GM Tokyo colleagues were also very happy and wanted to see Takekatsu and Nami's painstaking masterpieces.

But after all, he is a professional, and Aohua waved her hands to stop the crowd that was swarming around: "Wait, today's business preparations are not finished yet!" What's more, there is only one copy, everyone takes turns to read it, and those who don't have their turn to finish their work first! ”

All the people were stunned, but the long-term habit made them shout inertly: "Yes!" Sous Chef! ”

Speaking of this, Wu Sheng also hurriedly went into the dressing room to change clothes and came out to help.

As soon as I came out after changing my clothes, I saw that Oka was holding the sample magazine and reading it with relish...... The others watched him with resentment as they went about their business.

“？？？” Wu Sheng has a question mark, didn't you say that you had to make preparations?

Chef Lunzi saw him come out, and hurriedly handed him a large basket of sea urchins to deal with.

“OK！” Wu Sheng took the sea urchin and got busy with all his attention.

Halfway through, he felt someone coming from his left, and when he turned his head, it was Tail Flower, and he praised with admiration: "It's so interesting!" This is an evil manga! How did you come up with such a story! ”

"Haha, isn't there a judge of life and death in the underworld in traditional Chinese mythology? I'm like what would happen if the judge's book fell to the world? And there is the story. ”

This is the excuse that Wu Sheng thought of early on.

"Oh, yes, yes! I'm looking forward to the next episode! Don't worry, even if I finish reading it today, I'll be going to buy a new magazine on Monday! And then you vote! After Weihua's words, Wu Sheng knew that he was an old two-dimensional.

"Haha, thank you, Mr. Ohana for your support!"

"As it should be!" In addition to talking about cooking, Oka is not usually a person who talks much, and when she finishes speaking, she turns around and goes about her own business.

Suddenly, the atmosphere of the whole restaurant was unusually quiet, and everyone was doing their own things calmly, only their eyes were looking at the person who was holding a comic from time to time, and they were nervously looking forward to it.

Everyone who has seen it first came over to praise Wu Sheng's comics, and when they returned to their posts, they couldn't help but relax their movements, immersing themselves in the plot while trying not to affect the people who were reading the comics.

Wu Sheng also stopped from time to time to observe everyone's expressions, even though this was not his original, even though it was just a small work that he loved very much on a different planet that was isolated from each other and separated from time and space. But after all, it took a lot of effort and energy from him and Nami, and he still hopes that people in this world can appreciate and like it.

And the result is naturally gratifying.,It can be seen that this work is really beyond everyone's imagination.,Even the young ladies who have never read comics.,All exaggerated that Takekatsu's ideas are exquisite.,Nami's painting also refreshed their perception of comics.。

While everyone was busy with the work at hand, they were laughing and discussing the follow-up plot, their faces were full of vitality to discover a new world, and they kept asking Wu Sheng: "And then!" And then what happened? ”

Wu Sheng was the youngest of them, and they looked at him with a secret and indescribable pride in their eyes: they looked at Wu Sheng with trust, pride, confidence, and pleasure, and this teenager who studied and created while working inspired them to have a beautiful hope.

Probably, there is nothing more gratifying than achieving something great after a long and arduous effort, right?

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On the same day, in the evening. In the studio of the manga group "Ajogi Mumeha", the editor of the young JUNK, Chubby Minatoura, took a sample issue with the cover of "Notes of the Dead King" and handed it to the tallest boy named Majo on the opposite side, and Akito Takagi wearing glasses.

"This is the work of the super newcomer group I've been talking to you about for the past few weeks!" Gangpu looked serious: "Their style is also evil!" Although it looks like there are some shadows of you......" He gritted his teeth and decided to tell the truth in his heart, he could feel that the enthusiasm of the two teenagers had decreased under the long-term serialization.

"Now that a similar opponent comes out, it may have an unexpected effect." That's what his predecessor Hattori said to him.

Although he doesn't quite approve of this way of being a threat to a cartoonist's self-confidence, he ..... Minato Ura gritted his teeth and said, "But! The editorial board agrees that they are your complete evolution, and that their style and story have been fully completed! ”

"And they're only one grade younger than you, just a freshman in high school! The editor-in-chief said that it would be possible to be another new wife, Eiji! And not another Yajo Mumengye. ”

The tallest in the real city, a middle two boy who draws comics by confessing to a girl who has a crush on each other and agreeing to get married, is the same as Nami, with deep black circles and weak eyes, which is a manifestation of mental deprivation that only appears after staying up late for a long time.

But after listening to Gangura's words, he still cheered up and took over this issue of the teenager JUNK.

When he saw the cover, his pupils shrank: "What a delicate painting style, it's just ......"

"It seems to the highest picture style!" Akito Takagi, who was sitting on the side, exclaimed.

They are also a group of cartoonists known for their exquisite art style.

"Yes, it's a 16-year-old high school girl who painted, well, I heard it's very cute." Gangpu said that the last sentence was a little embarrassed, after all, he was already 24 years in prison without a wife, and he would blush when he talked about girls, "Damn! I envy this drama called Takeda Asahi! ”

"What!" Behind them, a cute girl with pale orange hair and a ponytail also came over, this is Takagi's girlfriend, who usually helps with writing chores in the studio.

"Look at it first! Haven't you always been looking for a breakthrough between the royal path and the evil path? I think this story might inspire you! Minato put his hands on his thighs and looked at the two of them seriously, especially Takagi.

The two of them were silent, they each picked it up and opened it, and the more they looked at it, the more serious their expressions became.

30 minutes, 50 pages, two people in a grid, line by line, sentence by sentence, read carefully for 30 minutes!

Seeing the end, the night god Moon said to Ryuk, "I will become the god of the new world!" Takagi instantly felt the cold hair rise.

And then the last two pages, lead to L, who seems to be the opponent who observed Tsuki's crime.

"That's amazing!" Takagi praised the plot structure and the introduction that followed.

Majo looked at Takagi a little sluggishly, with a sluggish expression: "What do you think?" ”

Takagi said excitedly: "This one has no friendship, no effort, and no victory, it's too mature!" But in the fantasy, people can't help but think deeply, those accidents, those unprovoked deaths, is it the Grim Reaper who is secretly doing things?

This is the expression "Reality is so boring and low-level, but I'm going to change him!" "A kind of story, no matter what, makes me feel that it's not interesting on JUNK now, the highest, what do you think?"

"It's true, in terms of the level of fun, and the delicacy of the storyboard, it feels like it's surpassing us." Majo was a little lost.

Gangpu, who had been waiting for a long time, didn't see it, but said loudly: "Yes! Especially if you're the type of person who shows charm through dialogue, you generally want to compete in terms of settings and ideas, right? What's more, you're hesitating whether to go the evil way or the royal road to decide the winner, right? ”

"Ah, is this the moment when genius has a flash of inspiration?" Takagi's girlfriend also finished reading it and couldn't help but sigh.

"Ah, what an unwillingness! We have worked hard and struggled day and night since junior high school, but just one comic has been surpassed by newcomers younger than us, are geniuses so unreasonable? Majo said distressedly, thinking of his new wife Eiji, whom he had always regarded as an opponent, and JUNK's current number one player, who started at the same time as them, but was already ahead of countless opponents.

"No, Yacheng Mumeye!" Editor Minato's chubby cheeks trembled slightly with excitement: "You are also geniuses!" Don't be presumptuous! If you who can be serialized in JUNK at the age of 17 are still troubled, do you look down on those manga artists who are still struggling to get serialization opportunities at the age of 30?! ”

"That new wife, Eiji, hasn't you always regarded you as your biggest rival?"

"That being said, it's really daunting that such a mature work is the first work of two 16-year-old high school students." The steady Takagi leaned over his glasses and lowered his head, unable to see what his expression was.

"Oops, is that too much of a blow?" Gangpu noticed that the expressions of the two were even more depressed, and he was so panicked that he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and remembered that Hattori had said something: "These two people seem to have seen the works of Yachengmu Yumeha, so they want to try whether they can do it." ”

Minato quickly repeated Hattori's words.

Hearing that the author of "Notes of the Dead King" seemed to draw the manga because of himself, Mashiro and Takagi couldn't help but be a little surprised.

After a long time, Majo suddenly shouted loudly: "In that case, then we can't lose to the juniors, Takagi!" ”

"Oh...... Oh!! Takagi first subconsciously paused, and then instantly ignited, shouting, "Yes! This race has just begun! Comics can't be won or lost in one issue! ”

"......" looked at the two people who seemed to be alive again, Minato Pu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled wryly, being a comic editor is really tiring.

......

In another corner of Tokyo, in the apartment of the famous manga artist Eiji's new wife, a teenager with short purple hair squatted on a chair with this issue of JUNK and watched it carefully.

The mouth kept saying "Oh! Oh! Scare! Or! Ha! Aaa! Voice.

And next to him, there was another white-haired man, who also followed the boy with a serious face and looked at the "Notes of the Dead King" that was praised by the editor in this issue.

The white-haired man became more and more serious the more he looked, and as the last page turned, he said to the orange-haired editor next to him, "Yujiro, you can't be lying, right?" Such a work, 2 16-year-old high school students, painting or girls? ”

And the new wife Eiji sighed with satisfaction, as if she was reminiscing, and said at the same time: "Fukuda, Yacheng Mu Mengye and I are only 17 years old. ”

"Ah, what kind of monsters are you! What a time it is! Are we cartoonists over the age of 20 abandoned by the times? The white-haired man grumbled.

The editor named Yujiro comforted: "It's okay Fukuda, you should be an assistant to your new wife first, and I will try my best to help you fight for good ideas." ”

"Okay! I'm going to fight hard! Fukuda grabbed the head of his chicken nest and said irritably.

In the corner of the room, a huge, curly-headed male assistant who looked to be in his 30s was blacking out with a paintbrush, not daring to participate in their discussion.