Kishimoto was very efficient, and as soon as Eguchi returned to the dormitory, Kishimoto called him, saying that the contract had been finalized, and asked him to meet at Dorollun at seven o'clock in the morning.

Eguchi sent a text message to Kuko to explain that he is now a member of the painting club, and he still has to report if he can't participate in the club activities in the morning.

However, he guessed that Yamashita Kuko's temper would definitely call him to lose his temper, so he simply turned off the phone.

I waited until eight o'clock to cope with dinner casually, and began to study the recent issues of "JUMP".

About the matter of Yamashita Jiuzi, he has some ideas, there are a lot of comics serialized on "JUMP" now, and the top sales are all shonen manga, and he has a lot of inventory in his head, maybe he can start from this aspect and make a profit.

But after all, he doesn't know much about this circle, and he still has to rely on Yamashita Jiuzi.

So he couldn't offend her either.

Looks like I'm going to see her tomorrow first.

Eguchi Changqing's legs widened, turned his chair around, and looked up and sighed.

Although I don't know why, his mentality has changed a lot since the last time he went to Dorolun with Jiuzi.

I wanted to be a gangster and live this life casually, but the overdrawn credit card was telling him that he didn't deserve good food at all.

It's actually quite uncomfortable.

In the past, he also had dreams, he also wanted to be a voice actor, and he also wanted to become a manga artist.

So he went to school for so many years, stayed up so many nights, did so many exercises, learned to be left and right, withstood all kinds of pressure, participated in cruel various exams, and then interned, fell in love, broke up, worked, and worked overtime.

worked so hard, and finally lived as an ordinary person.

"It's so boring to do it all over again." He muttered, lowered his head and continued to draw the manuscript.

When you are lost, it will be more reassuring to choose the more difficult path.

Eguchi Changqing painted until three o'clock in the morning before going to bed in the dark, and after sleeping for about three hours, he got up.

It was already dawn at six o'clock in the morning, and except for a little cold, I felt that everything else was fine, especially the sense of accomplishment of waking up early.

He got out of bed lightly and washed up, and went downstairs to the convenience store to buy a cup of noodles and a ham.

I finished the last udon yesterday, and I have to go to the supermarket in the evening to buy some more and put it in the refrigerator, otherwise I won't have to eat it in the future.

Three minutes to come.

Eguchi Changqing lifted the lid, folded his hands and whispered, "I'm going to start." ”

The aroma of the cup noodles lingers in the room, and the noodle soup is golden and looks delicious.

He picked up a fork of noodles and threw it into his mouth, and the soup was thrown onto the table.

The taste is average.

The cup noodle thing just smelled like he thought, and he was a little tasteless.

I used to think that the taste of Nissin Lawang was really nothing, and I would still get tired of eating too much.

He solved the cup noodles in three or two bites, and finally ate the essence of the ham, and nodded with satisfaction.

Although the taste is average, satiety is a sense of happiness.

"Changqing-chan, get up so early?" Yamashita Kigawa beats Hatcher.

"I have something to do today, and I want you to help me." Eguchi Changqing changed into yesterday's preppy little dress.

When Yamashita Kikawa heard this, he suddenly became refreshed.

"Okay." He quickly climbed down from the top bunk, thinking about what makeup to draw for Eguchi Changqing today.

"Let me think about it first, eyeliner, eyeshadow, blush...... What is the best eyeshadow color? He muttered as he rummaged through his makeup in his pajamas.

Eguchi Changqing looked at him with some amusement.

"Light makeup is fine, I'm in a hurry." He said, pausing for a few seconds to look at him, "You still have to help me during this time, I will learn slowly, I will do this simple by myself." ”

Yamashita Kikawa was a little unhappy to bring the makeup case over.

"I'll just come."

"You can't be by my side all the time helping me with my makeup."

"Why can't it be?"

"What if I go to the show one day, what happens to you?"

This ...... "Okay."

What Eguchi Changqing said also makes sense, Yamashita Kikawa helped Eguchi put on makeup, and told him how difficult it is to put on makeup, just let him come, Eguchi Changqing only went in the left ear and out of the right ear.

After putting on his makeup, Yamashita Kikawa didn't have time to ask him what he was going to do, and Eguchi hurriedly slipped away, otherwise he would have to listen to Yamashita Ninkoto about how powerful Kishimoto was.

At seven o'clock there was no one on the streets of Tokyo, and only three or two housewives on the street were pushing grocery carts to the supermarket to buy food for the next day.

The city was quiet and comfortable, and he loved it.

Dorolen Cafe.

The front desk is still that beautiful chick, not sleepy because of the relationship between the morning shift, but very energetic.

"Welcome to Dorolun."

"Good morning."

He smiled and nodded to the talking front desk chick, and sat down in a position with the best view.

Kishimoto is also a person with a great sense of time, and as soon as Eguchi Changqing sat down, he walked into Dorolen, and immediately noticed him sitting in the corner.

"Miss Eguchi." Kishimoto walked over with a smile, followed by a person.

The man was also wearing a suit, but it was far from Kishimoto's temperament, but he looked a little hanging, with an OK taper on his cheek, like a troubled teenager.

Eguchi stood up and reached out to take Kishimoto's outstretched hand.

"Good morning, Kishimoto-kun."

"Good morning, Miss Eguchi."

Kishimoto seemed to be in a good mood, and he vacated a position so that Eguchi could better see the 'problem boy' in the suit behind him.

"This is my friend, an illustrator, who recently wanted to serialize his own comics, so I brought him over to meet you."

"Ah, it's an honor, my name is Eguchi Changqing, let me ...... Kind of a composer. Eguchi Changqing said.

Kishimoto laughed twice: "Miss Eguchi is humble again. ”

He stretched out his hand to the problem boy as a sign of politeness, but the boy was very awkward, and reached out to shake it back unnaturally.

"My name is Eiichiro Oda."

Eguchi Changqing: "??? ”

……

Who?

Eiichiro Oda?

Eguchi Changqing's mind began to get confused again.

He looked up and down at this problem boy who didn't fit in with the suit, couldn't this be another broken more weird, right?

Mom.

His luck is too extreme, why did he encounter all these strange breaks?

In his mess, the three of them took their seats, Eguchi Changqing ordered a cup of Blue Mountain coffee, Kishimoto ordered a cup of American, and Oda ordered a cappuccino.

There is a saying that is true, depending on who a person is, just ask him what kind of coffee he drinks.

But Eguchi Changqing's attention at this time was not on this.

From the moment she sat down, she had been looking directly at Oda.

If she's not mistaken, Oda looks like she's only 15 years old, so she should still be a junior high school student, right?

"How old are you?" Eguchi Changqing didn't think much about it, and asked directly.

After asking, I found that this question was a bit rude, especially when she still had a coaxing child's expression.

It made Oda a little angry.

"Y-that's rude." He didn't answer the question, and Eguchi was a little sorry.

"Sorry, I was a little rude."

Seeing this, Kishimoto explained the same as the guy.

"Oda is a little younger, but he is no worse than me in terms of manga attainments." Kishimoto didn't treat Oda as a child, and in Kishimoto's eyes, Oda has always been a respectable manga artist.

"I'm sorry, I was rude." Eguchi Changqing apologized again and again, and Kishimoto hurriedly waved his hand.

"I didn't mean that, I mean, Oda is really small, but Miss Eguchi shouldn't think he's incapable because of his age."

Eguchi nodded and looked at Oda again.

"Oda-kun, may I ask you, what type of manga do you want to serialize lately?"