I don't know why...... I always feel that today's mood is very delicate, and Fujisaki and Furufu watch a baseball game on TV that has nothing to do with them. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Don't know why...... Fujisaki is mentally supporting a team that has nothing to do with him.

Although it has nothing to do with me, I don't know why...... He felt that the old style was supporting the team that was falling behind.

Suddenly...... Gu Feng, who looked at the ball game indifferently, spoke: "Say...... So you're not human......"

"Although it may be a pointless question, I will still ask, what logic is used to arrive at this inexplicable conclusion?"

Fujisaki looked dead, his gaze on the TV screen did not move at all, and asked calmly.

"Because...... You're a cartoonist. ”

"No, I think cartoonists should be humans, but aren't cartoonists and humans the same species in your eyes? Anyway, which dimension of logic is this? It's you, it's not human. ”

"I've never heard of cartoonists being human."

"Who cares about you, I haven't heard of cartoonists not being human."

"Then let's guess the boxing, the one who wins is right."

"Who cares about you, according to you, isn't the one who loses human?"

"That's what it means."

"Apologize to me, to humanity all over the world!"

"I said......"

Gu Feng quickly lost interest in baseball games, and the guy had no interest in sports in the first place, and began to lose interest in these innocuous conversations.

"Take a step back or two, you should have more things to care about than the human beings in the world, right? For example, the delivery or something......"

"Roadless...... Finally got out of the endless work, don't remind me of that stuff anymore. ”

"That means you're done?"

"No...... It's just that in the process of talking to you, I forgot that I didn't write at all. ”

"Ah...... Waste people, everyone, come and see, there is a waste person here! ”

Gu Feng suddenly opened his throat and shouted.

"Wash and pinch!"

Fujisaki shouted angrily, picked up a stack of A3 paper and threw it at the ancient wind. However, Gu Feng was no one, and on the spot, he flew three meters back with a clean backflip, and easily dodged the attack of slapping his face.

"Ahh......hh I'm kind enough to remind you, although I'm just a layman, but I also know the horror of editing, aren't you afraid that your editor will be angry because of your procrastination, and he will slash the door of your house with a pig-killing knife? ”

"I don't know which dimension of the editor I'm talking about, but a real-life editor wouldn't do such a thankless task. And...... You're already a crime. ”

Fujisaki pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and said to Gu Feng with empty eyes.

"The deadline is almost here."

Gu Feng asked calmly.

"That's right, but how do you know, Mr. Gu Feng."

"Guess."

Gu Feng walked back to Keiji Fujisaki and sat down cross-legged.

"It's not entirely guessing, though, and it's often easy for the author of an original work to get bogged down. At this point, most authors will do something strange or inexperienced in search of inspiration. ”

"Judging by your performance, most of you are not fans of paranormal events, which can be easily distinguished by your words and deeds, after all, you don't know anything about the kind of stone carvings that are very common in your shrines."

"In this way, this is just a makeshift team of a few young people who are looking for excitement or inspiration to explore haunted houses, and you must be the kind of person who is looking for inspiration."

"Even if you don't have the above information, just from your dark circles and professional habits as a cartoonist, it's not easy to conclude that 'this guy definitely didn't draw the original manuscript', right?"

"After all, a computer with that configuration can't support a well-made game, and the possibility of playing games and playing all-nighters is always relatively low."

Gu Feng looked at Keiji Fujisaki's glasses that reflected the white light, calmly raised his right hand, and took a sip of milk with a straw.

"What is that kind of computer, it's really rude...... I'm more curious about when you got my milk in your hands than that. ”

Although he said this, Fujisaki obviously no longer had the spirit of fooling around with the ancient style, and leaned on the low table with his head sideways, looking like he didn't care about anything.

"Actually, it's not that I don't want to draw, it's just that I haven't been able to decide what this issue will about."

"So you originally planned to use the supernatural as the theme, and went to that room to get materials?"

Gu Feng looked at the decadent Keiji Fujisaki with a boring expression and said slowly.

"So, since you went and went, then you can see nothing, so why do you still look like you are dead at a loss?"

"Even if you say that...... But I don't think there's any difference...... That's not quite what I expected.,Anyway, I just want to add a scene of a male and female protagonist in a haunted house in the plot of this issue.,But aren't there no couples among us at all? So I can't use it as a reference. ”

Gu Feng twitched the muscles around his mouth unhappily, what's going on...... This dead four-eyed is so troublesome.,That kind of scene, you just need to find a random woman to go with you to the haunted house of the amusement park or more simply.,You can go there directly and volunteer to be a haunted house staff.,Is this a problem that can be tangled up? Anyway, you can't even think of this kind of thing, how can you survive to this day?

"I don't know what you're thinking right now, but I have to say that your expression is a little underwhelming, Mr. Gu Feng."

Keiji Fujisaki paused for a second and then said,

"By the way, I'm a perfectionist, and I've been suggested by more than one person to go to an amusement park haunted house or something."

"Don't worry, I haven't had any advice on it yet, after all, even if you don't meet the deadline, it doesn't matter to me at all."

Gu Feng had no fluctuations in his heart, and even took a new carton of milk, his expression was as calm as if this was this guy's home.

"Then again, is it really necessary for you, a cartoonist who draws campus comics, to be so entangled in a plot that is dispensable for the main story?"

"No...... After all, the relationship between the hero and heroine has been in trouble for a long time, and I still hope that they can reconcile in a more exciting way......"

Speaking of this, Keiji Fujisaki seemed to realize something, turned his head, and looked at Gu Feng with a puzzled expression.

"Anyway, did I say what type of cartoonist I am?"

"Oh, that's easy to tell." Gu Feng took a sip of pure milk, letting the milky fragrance that had faded a lot from the water reverberate in his mouth, and then waved his arm and pointed to the bookshelf in the corner.

"Tsk......"

The guy was still slugging before continuing, "There are many types of comic books on the shelves, but most of them only have one or three, and at most there are only four. Under this premise,There's a comic book that actually occupies a whole layer.。 From this, you can make inferences, one, this is a manga that you like too much to yourself, so you choose to treasure this series. Second, it's your own comic at all, probably based on the narcissistic idea of 'one for collection, one for viewing, and one for actual viewing', and then running to a bookstore to buy your own book back to fill up the sales or something. ”

"Uh......"

Regarding this passage said by Gu Feng, Fujisaki was speechless.

"Well...... Although it was only a few random storyboards, I took the time to look at the scrap manuscripts in the paper basket a few minutes ago, and from the rough prototype of the characters, I could conclude that this is a campus comic plot that can be re-sold with a change of packaging. Even if you take a few steps back, judging from the current psychological tendency of young people and the social status quo that uses this to generate economic benefits, it is obviously easier to make money by drawing this type of comic. And ......"

Gu Feng said, scanning Fujisaki up and down with his gaze.

"I don't think a poor otaku like yours can draw a manga with deeper meaning."

Angry......

What's going on with this guy's arrogant attitude? Anyway, it seems like I'm the master here, why do I have to be counted down like this impolite guy?

Fujisaki looked at Gu Feng with empty eyes, but, unexpectedly, he didn't have the desire to refute, no, it was better to think of words to refute for a while.

After a long time, when Furufu was about to stretch his dog's paw to the fifth carton of milk, Fujisaki suddenly spoke up, with sincerity in his tone.

"So...... I'm so worried about creating what I want, with depth and depth! ”

"Hmmm......"

After all, the fifth carton of milk failed to escape from Gu Feng's claws, and Gu Feng said in a voice that was so calm that it made people want to beat him while tying the straw.

"In that case, let me tell you......"

"What...... is the so-called ...... Depth. ”