"Let me tell you a terrible news, today, March 4th, school has started."

"Aren't we on our way to school right now?"

"That's right...... But I'm not telling you! ”

"And who are you talking to?"

"...... with Satania"

"What?"

“……”

When there is something to do, time flies quickly, although it is not as fast as the time of salted fish, but now it is time for the start of college.

Cen Ying and the others are now walking to the school together.

The report of the new semester of Huaxia Academy of Arts is very simple, just go and squeak with the counselor and sign it.

Tuition fees are paid on an annual basis, and this semester is not the time to collect tuition.

When you sign in, by the way, you can take a look at the courses you need for the new semester, and then get a class schedule, even if the report is finished.

Cen Ying and the others had already reported it yesterday, and now, they are coming directly to class.

"I've been so tired these past few days, and I finally finished painting before school started." Relaxed, Cen Ying, who didn't bring any textbooks, was holding his hands in his pockets, looking leisurely.

Sure enough, the salted fish life is the coolest when you don't do anything.

"We've helped you so much, Cen Ying, don't you have anything to say?" Rafil turned to look at him, smiling.

"Mean?" Cen Ying glanced at Ra Phil, "Cooking you a big meal?" ”

"Hey, you're really insincere." Jia Baili pouted.

Cen Ying looked ahead, pretending not to hear.

At this time, Wynette spoke: "Is it really good for us to be like this, use spells to cheat, and draw a short and medium-length comic in just ten days...... You may be deducted credits. Her tone was a little worried.

The credit deduction that Wynette was talking about was not a school on earth, but a school in their respective worlds.

No matter how tentacles you are, it is impossible to draw the content of the ten words in ten days.

So......

A little bit of a trick.

At first, Venette was strongly opposed, but later Cen Ying asked Rafil, who was evading taxes next to her, to persuade her, and she reluctantly agreed.

She herself was useless, just barely turning a blind eye to the three of them cheating with spells.

"It should be fine." Cen Ying smiled and said, "Winet, you didn't cheat. ”

"And Lafeir, didn't you go to help the patrol envoy recover the demon heart, with this credit, the hell side will not do anything to you." Rafil added.

"That being said......," Venette pulled out the demon heart, looked at it, and then took it back, "but my conscience can't get over it by doing this......

"Anyway, it's already done, and it's useless to say more." Jia Baili said lazily.

Wienet: "......"

……

After arriving at the school, Cen Ying temporarily separated from Jia Baili and the four of them. He walked to the counselor's office with a stack of slightly thicker comic manuscript paper.

There were a lot of people who came to report yesterday, and Wu Qiuyun couldn't handle it, so he didn't ask about the National College Comic Contest.

Now, she should be idle.

Anyway, being idle is idle, so it's better to let her sign up for herself and send the comic manuscript to the organizer.

"Yo, Cen Ying, what's the matter?"

Wu Qiuyun sat on a chair, sipping tea, quite a feeling of retirement.

"Oh, hello Mr. Wu, I sent the manuscript here, and I haven't forgotten what I promised you last semester." Cen Ying said hello and handed the slightly thick manuscript to Wu Qiuyun.

"You're a little thick, huh?" Wu Qiuyun took the manuscript and was a little surprised, "Have you prepared it a long time ago?" ”

"Well, yes." Cen Ying nodded.

With these hundreds of pages of original comics, it is impossible to say to Wu Qiuyun that it only took more than ten days, which is too shocking and worldly.

"Okay." Wu Qiuyun didn't think much about it, picked up a file bag and packed it, "By the way, what type of comics do you create?" ”

"Type? Well...... Youth love. Cen Ying said, took the form and filled it out.

"Youth...... Love? Wu Qiuyun picked up the teacup for a moment, turned his head and said unexpectedly: "You don't write martial arts...... Oh, Xianxia's? I thought you were going to paint this genre as well. ”

"I'm tired and want to change my taste." Cen Ying replied.

"......" Wu Qiuyun.

"And." Cen Ying smiled and said: "Recently, the theme of Xianxia has been so popular, I think there should be a lot of contestants who want to draw this genre, which is easy to make the judges have aesthetic fatigue, it is better to change the genre, but it is easier to get into the eyes of the judges." ”

"Indeed." Wu Qiuyun nodded thoughtfully.

She has now received submissions from other students in the class who are interested in this competition, and 90% of these people are drawn martial arts and fairy tales.

From this, it can be inferred that perhaps in other classes, as well as senior students, and students from other art schools, a large number of people chose martial arts and fairy tales when choosing themes.

At this time, it is easier to find another way, but it is easier to play a bonus effect.

"By the way, what's the name of the comic you draw?" Wu Qiuyun asked again.

"It's called "Five Centimeters per Second."

"Seconds...... Five centimeters? "What's this strange name?

"It means the distance of cherry blossoms falling in one second."

"Sounds like a bit of fun." Wu Qiuyun shook her head, although she felt that the artistic conception seemed to be very wonderful, but she didn't understand this, so she didn't bother to think about it anymore.

Thinking that the other party wrote a tortuous story like "Zhu Xian" after all, this comic work should not be too bad.

Just the words of the champion......

Wu Qiuyun thought of a certain girl in this school, and immediately shook her head.

It's a bit of a hanging.

After filling out the registration form, Cen Ying left the office and went back to class.

And after he went out, in the office, Teacher Liu Fang, who was originally doing his own thing, suddenly raised his head, looked at Wu Qiuyun, and said with a smile: "Your major is not bad this year, there are actually ten people participating in the competition." ”

"Okay." Wu Qiuyun raised his head, "But those students in the senior grades have participated, and it's still a bit hanging to get the ranking." ”

In the previous National College Comic Contest, students from Huaxia Academy of Arts basically won the first place, so when Wu Qiuyun spoke, he directly ignored the contestants from other schools.

"If you get the first place in your major, it's okay." Teacher Liu Fang pursed her lips and smiled, "But I'm afraid that I will be taken away by the students of the music department." ”

The corner of Wu Qiuyun's eyes jumped, "Hehe, after all, this is the competition of the students themselves, as long as the students of our school win the first place." ”

"It's not interesting for you to say that." Teacher Liu Fang said, "If the students in your class win the first place, then you will also have a bonus." ”

She rolled her eyes and said, "Why don't we gamble?" Bet on whether the music department will win the first place in your professional competition, or whether the students of your major will win the first place again. ”

Wu Qiuyun took a sip of the teacup, glanced at Teacher Liu Fang when she heard the words, and did not speak.

She knew that Teacher Liu Fang was worried about the dance at the last New Year's Day party, and the "Pure Land of Bliss" danced by their class crushed their dance department to become the most dazzling star at the party, and wanted to get back to the field.

However, in this current competition, she will not bet with her.

Because the girl in the music department is a cartoonist who became famous in high school, there are no contestants here who can do it.

As for the students who have won the previous awards, they are not allowed to participate in the competition.

So...... The ghost bet with her.