On the other side, Takekatsu and Nami had already boarded the train.

Things went well, the efforts were not in vain, Wu Sheng was also happy, and said to Nami next to him: "Ha, it's really smooth, I'll tell you as soon as I get the news tonight." ”

Half-silent, Nami didn't reply.

He turned his head to see that the afterglow of the setting sun was quietly sticking to Nami's face, her long eyelashes were shining, her eyes were dyed bright orange under the eyelashes, and her orange hair was dyed with a pale red and warm sheen, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

"Nami? Nami! ”

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Don't get distracted on the train, or you'll pass the station in a flash." Wu Sheng said with a smile.

"How could things have gone so well?" Nami answered the question, and felt that today's submission was too smooth.

"We did so much preparation, day and night, to make an original drawing of this quality, why didn't it go well? One minute on stage, ten years of work off stage. ”

Nami listened to his strange but apt words, and her heart was still a little apprehensive.

She thought that the most she would do for the interview was to ask the editor to give them some comments on the original drawing, and then they would keep revising it and then decide to publish it after a long period of repeated revisions.

But I didn't expect to have a chance to serialize it directly.

"I just didn't expect it to be on the agenda of serialization right away." Nami looked apprehensive.

Wu Sheng saw that she was restless, and hurriedly comforted: "You still read too few juvenile comics, go back and read all the comics in my light music department, you will know how powerful we are, give yourself some confidence!" ”

"Things are going well, are we going to have dinner together tonight?" He asked.

"No, I'm going back to make dinner for my sister." Since Aaron settled, her relationship with her sister has returned to the past.

Normally, she goes back from class to prepare dinner, and her sister gets up early to prepare breakfast.

"Okay, remember not to mute the phone, I'll notify you as soon as there's a message." Wu Sheng said confidently, as if he had confirmed the serialization, "I'll get off at the next station, transfer here, you go back and be careful." ”

"Okay." Nami looked at Wu Sheng with a confident expression with a complicated expression, this guy usually looks like a cautious and steady person, but how can he be so confident that he is a little conceited in this matter? Could it be that you were infected by Luffy's stupidity?

I don't know at all, even if the work "Notes of the Dead King" is really not accepted by the JUNK of this world, Wu Sheng can still come up with countless stories, and the heritage of half the world is condensed in him.

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【Sinful Pirates】

Wu: @路飞@目标是剑圣 Everything went well.

Orange Kitten: Sigh. JPG

Wu: It seems that they are still practicing in the club

Wu: By the way, how much do you think they will pay us? 8,000 yen per page?

Orange Kitten: Please don't put up this kind of flag, be a person.

Wu: Okay...

Wu: What are you going to eat tonight?

Orange Kitten: ......

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At this time, the bustling city of Tokyo is bustling with activity, regardless of the area.

Nami got down from the station near her home and looked at the sunset and the people passing by the roadside.

People have just finished their day's work and are hurrying home.

On the streets, children from video game stores are shouting and walking in the direction of their homes, and some fruit and vegetable shops are still closed, waiting for those who like to cook their own meals when they come home from work, and clear the last goods of the day.

"Something doesn't feel right with my youth story." Nami, who was picking tomatoes, suddenly thought.

It's not that it's not enthusiastic enough, it's not young enough, it's not exciting enough.

It's wrong, how did it get to this extent?

Nami went home after shopping for groceries, and while thinking about the dishes she made tonight, she continued to complain about herself who seemed to have fallen into a demon for more than two weeks:

"I'm an ordinary high school girl and I'm going to become a professional cartoonist?"

"Or is it serialized in a manga magazine like Shonen Junk Weekly, which most boys read?"

"It's all that hateful man who deceives me with money, what an annual income of billions of yen! I listened and listened to it and was fooled by him! ”

Nami walked in pieces, and after a while she walked downstairs to the house, went upstairs to open the door, closed the door, and prepared to put her bag into the room.

However, when she walked into her room, she was stunned.

In the room, desks are cluttered with tools and fountain pens;

A mountain of comic landscape references, comic architecture references and other materials piled up next to the desk;

On the other side of the desk, there was a thick pile of scrap manuscripts piled up on the floor, and there were hundreds of them.

She suddenly remembered that Wu Sheng had been looking at her right hand today, she raised it and looked at the ink marks and cocoons on her hand, and suddenly understood why Wu Sheng had been so calm.

In such a short period of time, such a large amount of work, the two have completed such a work together, isn't this a perfect embodiment of ability? Why are you afraid?

She smiled relievedly: "Let's cook." ”

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At the same time, the editorial department of JUNK Weekly.

"Editor-in-chief, our group has to add one more work to this serialization meeting."

"Oh? Isn't it set? ”

"Today, Hattori met a pair of rookie cartoonists and dug up the golden eggs."

"Golden eggs? It's rare for you to say something like that, right? Have you read the draft? ”

"Look, it's funny, it's amazing, it's amazing in every sense."

"Oh? You're an old editor too...... Take it for me to see. ”

"Good!"

......

1 hour later.

"There's something there, okay, add it, this quarterly serialization meeting is finally getting a little interesting."

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At this time, Wu Sheng was thinking about how to solve today's dinner.

"Let's eat Chinese food! Go to a family-style Sichuan restaurant not far from your house! ”

This Sichuan restaurant is a treasure restaurant that he has excavated near Jimbocho in the past few weeks, and it is quite to his taste.

After all, he is a Chinese in his bones, and Japanese cuisine pays attention to the original taste of ingredients and miso, which is relatively light.

Although the staple food of Japanese food is also rice, a set meal is brought out, fish, meat, boiled vegetables, pickles, miso soup and everything, colorful on a plate, it really makes people appetite, and it is very good to eat occasionally.

But if he wants to eat every day, Wu Sheng, who is used to eating Chinese food, really can't stand it, and he is really poor.

The Treasure Sichuan restaurant is not on a busy avenue, but in a small alley, and there are surprisingly many signboards on the streets of Japan, and it is difficult to find them without looking carefully at the signboards on the road.

He was on his way back from the sin world exercise last Thursday night when he met two Chinese-speaking college students who came out for supper, and then followed them to find him.

The proprietress is from the Northeast, and it is estimated that she learned Sichuan cuisine in the chef school, and the taste is indeed very positive. He has been to Sichuan restaurants opened by other Japanese, and they are either too sweet or too spicy, or they are not very numb, and it seems that people here do not like the feeling of hemp.

"Boss, let's have a rattan pepper chicken set." He speaks Chinese here.

He didn't bring Luffy and them over, this shop was like his own little secret base, where he could freely speak Chinese, chat with the proprietor, understand the world of China, and let him find a little comfort in this foreign land.

At first, Ma Chao was also surprised that he could speak Chinese, but he and Erlig used the power of the criminal realm and the development of the brain domain to fool him, after all, he now speaks English very well.

"It's early tonight, huh?" The proprietress has also been in Japan for many years, and the northeast taste in her mouth has faded a lot, "The chicken sent today is good, the beef is good, or the whole plate of boiled meat slices?" She thought that Wu Sheng came to Japan to study in high school, and there are many such students in China, many of whom have not read anything famous, and have worked in Japan for 2 years, and then returned to China in disgrace.

Studying, if you don't read well at home, you can only get worse abroad, foreign teachers won't work as hard as domestic teachers to manage you, and your parents are not around, those who yearn for Japanese-style youth spend money to run to Japan, and with a little temptation, they can fly directly on the spot, and then fall heavily two years later. Of course, those who really read some results are really fierce people.

Getting back to the point, usually Wu Sheng comes back from work to eat a bowl of noodles here, and he hasn't eaten much of her family's meal, Wu Sheng hesitated, nodded, changed the boiled meat slices, and ordered a small portion of mixed noodles.

After a while, things came up, Wu Sheng picked up the meat slices, first sandwiched a full of chopsticks bean sprouts, "click" to eat, the fragrant hemp of the red soup penetrated into the bean sprouts, and a few peppercorns and minced garlic were mixed in the meantime, and the fresh and hemp after the bean sprouts and peppercorns were bitten at the same time fused in the mouth, cool!

Wu Sheng didn't eat either, so he mixed the pea noodles, and ate the bean sprouts in the boiled meat slices with the noodles and minced beans in a big gulp. He sighed comfortably before picking up his rice bowl and slowly starting to eat meat with white rice.

At this time, the mobile phone he put aside rang, and when he looked at the caller ID, it was Hattori.

He put down the dishes and chopsticks, took out a tissue and wiped the red oil from his mouth, and picked up the phone.

"Good evening, I'm Asahi Takeda."

"Hello Takeda-kun, I'm Hattori of JUNK, and we exchanged phone calls this afternoon."

"Mm-hmm, we've been waiting for your news." He said politely, "I hope to hear good news." ”

"Haha!" Hattori smiled heartily on the phone, and it sounded like it was indeed good news: "It is indeed good news, our editor-in-chief has included "Notes of the Dead King" in the serial meeting the day after tomorrow!" ”

"Haha, that's great, Mr. Hattori is really too reliable. In fact, we were still a little nervous before we submitted the article. Wu Sheng said happily, he was also a little nervous in his heart.

Hattori modestly replied: "No, no, no, this is your strength, and any editor can push it." But he complained in his heart: "I didn't see you a little nervous in the afternoon, boy." ”

"So when will we get the latest news?" Wu Sheng asked.

"If it's the fastest, there will be news after the afternoon meeting the day after tomorrow, so let's slow down in the evening." Hattori replied, "You keep your phone open, and I'll contact you as soon as I have any news." ”

"Okay, then we'll wait for your news."

"Well, that's it, I'll not bother for now, and I'll contact you then."

"Okay, goodbye, thank you again!"

"You're welcome, it's my job. Good bye. ”

Wu Sheng hung up the phone and first sent a message in the group: [Included in the serial meeting! 】

Then I waited for a while, and watched Luffy and Zoro send congratulatory messages, but Nami didn't move yet. Wu Sheng guessed that she should be cooking or other things, so he called her directly.

"Hey! Takeda? Nami's voice was expectant.

Wu Sheng didn't talk nonsense: "It's included in the serial meeting!" ”

"Huh, really? That's great. Nami replied happily, her voice soft and calm, not at all like the gains and losses of the afternoon.

Wu Sheng was a little strange, this reaction was different from what he imagined, so he hurriedly asked, "Huh?" What happened to you? Not happy? "Shouldn't it be screaming in ecstasy, or even wanting to rush over and hug him and cheer in celebration?

"Hee-hee, happy, how can you not be happy." Nami snickered.

She also knows why Wu Sheng is strange, but her own mental journey is still kept secret~

Could it be that she is the same as Fan Jinzhongju? Happy silly? Countless thoughts flashed through Wu Sheng's heart, and he finally gave up, and then told her all the information that Hattori told him.

"So whether it's serialized or not, it depends on the afternoon the day after tomorrow?" Nami confirmed.

"Yes, I'm going to work the day after tomorrow, and if it drags on until the evening, I may not be able to get a call, so you can go to the restaurant with me then." Wu Sheng will not delay his part-time job because he finds it too good: the salary is good, the work is easy, the leadership is kind, the colleagues are friendly, the meals are delicious, and occasionally he teaches him some cooking skills.

This is still he didn't mention that he wanted to learn to cook, if he said he wanted to learn, it is estimated that those people would have saved up their energy to teach him, this is simply a dream working life in the second dimension, and he is reluctant to resign. Therefore, he also does not want to answer the phone and disturb everyone when he is at work.

"Okay, let's go together, I want to eat Sister Moe's cake too!" Occasionally, Sanji would bring her some new cakes to try, so she would occasionally come to the store to thank the people at Grand Maison Tokyo for their attention.

"OK, then I'll eat first, I also sent a message in the group, you also go and thank Luffy and Zoro for their congratulations hahaha."

"No problem!"

Wu Sheng hung up the phone, also mustered up his energy, picked up the rice bowl and quickly pulled it up, ate the rest of the meal in one go, paid the bill, said hello to the proprietress who was busy again and went home.

"Things did go well today, but overall, it's still expected, hehe." He touched his puberty's lower abdomen, which was still flat no matter how much he ate, and walked out of the alley.

At this time, Jimbocho is the busiest time of the night, and the youthful and wanton college students end their day's study life and noisily discuss what to eat for dinner tonight; Nearby residents also take children or couples for a walk in the streets; There are also migrant workers who are shopping for treasures in Jimbocho Used Book Street after work, as well as tourists who come to the 11th ward, and the streets are full of people.

Wu Sheng strode into the crowd and walked towards the main street of the used bookstore in Jimbo Town: "I've been busy day and night for a few weeks, give myself a little vacation tonight, and see if I can find any good things in the used bookstore in this two-dimensional world, hehehe." ”

As for what will be gained? You can't write it here, you know.