"Attention, I'm going to send out this week's class report, remember to show my parents too."

In a middle school teacher, the teacher said with a class newspaper in his hand.

After the class newspaper was passed down one by one, the students opened the newspaper and laughed happily one by one.

"Hahahahahaha......"

"Fujino, you're a good drawer."

"Fujino, this week's four-panel manga is also very interesting."

The students said one after another.

The newspaper was a funny four-panel cartoon, the drawing was sloppy, but the content was funny, and it made the students laugh.

At this moment, the person who was being praised and discussed by his classmates was pretending not to care and propped his elbows on the desk, and said with some smugness in his tone, "Actually, this is it...... It was just a casual drawing, and it only took five minutes. Hey, I didn't expect it to look decent."

A junior high school girl named Fujino leans back tactically, pretending not to care, while secretly observing the reactions of her classmates out of the corner of her eye.

"That's amazing, you can be a cartoonist." A boy said.

"Cartoonist...... I feel bored sitting all day long."

"Fujino, you're good at sports, or is it better for you to be an athlete."

"Well, I think so, then I'll be an athlete." Fujino said, with an expression that his nose was about to reach the sky.

"Ha, you can sign my name first, and when you become famous, it will be worth a lot of money."

However, when she was playing with her classmates, the head teacher suddenly found her.

"Fujino, the four-panel manga in the class newspaper, can you please make room for Kyomoto when you play chess?"

"Who is Kyomoto?"

"There was a child in the next class who was a bit autistic and was very reluctant to come to school. I don't come to school, but I heard that I think I'm drawing."

"Okay, I don't care." Fujino said nonchalantly, "But drawing is difficult for the layman, oh, a person who doesn't even come to school, is it good to draw?"

However, when the next class report was sent, Fujino couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

Two four-panel comics are placed on the same page, but the style of painting is very different. Her cartoons are still hilarious, with messy lines and sloppy drawing. However, the four-panel comic next to it looks like it was cut out of a comic magazine, and the lines are very neat and beautiful.

"That's amazing, who drew this?"

"It feels like a professional ......"

"In this comparison, I feel that Fujino's is nothing remarkable." The students began to talk about it.

On his way home from school, Fujino walked alone on the country road, with a lonely look on his little face, recalling the praise of his family and classmates for his painting skills, and he couldn't bear the gap for a while.

"I see......," Fujino suddenly stopped, "That guy Kyomoto, all the time I spent studying was spent drawing manga!"

"Damn! I will not allow anyone in the land to draw better than I!"

Fujino, who left school, began to look for drawing books and practiced painting.

Whether it's during class, between classes, or at home; Day or night, hot or winter, she kept painting. ….

Seeing this, the eye lady pushed the frame of the glasses, and said in her heart: It's a very warm little story, is it a plot about the struggle of a cartoonist? [Love Letter to the Creator], is that what it means?

The various scene changes on the screen are shots of Fujino drawing. After a long period of background music, the camera gives Fujino a close-up, still lying on her desk drawing comics.

"Fujino." At this time, a girl came up and said, "What are you drawing?"

"Bone ......"

"I said, we're both in third grade. You're going to be a high school student next year, do you want to keep drawing?"

「……」

"As a friend, I feel like I should advise you...... It's time for you to give up drawing, right? You're drifting away from us now, even if we're together

Playing is just drawing, not even talking."

"If you go to high school and keep drawing, you'll be treated like a dead house and people think you're disgusting, isn't that okay?"

Fujino lowered his head and remained silent.

In the evening, when I got home, my sister pushed open the door and asked herself, "How long are you going to draw a manga?" Why don't you come to my karate club, your motor nerves are so good, it will definitely suit you, and you can write it on your resume."

Fujino ignored it.

"Mom, they've been worried about you all the time, but they don't talk about it. You've been stuffing yourself in your room and your grades are terrible."

"Get out ......"

After her sister left, Fujino pinched the pen in her hand, but there was a trace of sadness on her stubborn little face.

Soon, it was time for the new issue of the class newspaper to be released.

Fujino picked up the newspaper for the first time and flipped to the one where he and Kyomoto drew a four-panel comic.

Although she has improved, Kyomoto has drawn better, and the gap with herself seems to be widening.

Obviously, I tried my best to draw it...... Why......

Fujino looked at the newspaper in his hand expressionlessly, but the sad expression could almost overflow from his face.

"Xiaomei, let's go back and eat ice cream together today." Fujino seemed to have figured out something, and turned back to his friend and said.

"Huh? All right! It's been a long time since we've played together."

Fujino gave up the manga, and she went back to her old life, spending more time with her family and friends, and the drafts she had drawn before, although piled up like a mountain, were thrown away with her mother's help.

When it was finally time to graduate, the teacher found Fujino again and handed her a graduation certificate, hoping that she would send it to Kyomoto's house.

Fujino actually didn't want to go, but he couldn't resist the teacher's request, and finally took his graduation certificate and found Kyomoto's house.

[In view of the general environment, I rang the doorbell of the Kyomoto house, but no one answered, the door was hidden, and Fujino walked in.

"Is anyone home? I'm here to deliver the certificate?"

Still no one squeaked.

"I've got my diploma here!" Fujino put the certificate on the ground casually, but heard a "clang" sound not far away.

"So there are people, really, and they shouldn't be silent." Fujino muttered with some dissatisfaction and walked over. ….

In front of you is a long corridor, and at the end is a closed wooden door.

The narrow corridor was lined with notebooks, each one full of sketches.

If Fujino's drafts over the course of a year are a hill, there are more than a dozen of them stacked in the corridor in front of him.

Fujino looked at the scene in front of him, as if shocked. She didn't want to do much, and she didn't want to say anything more about this comic genius who "crushed" her, but when she looked down, she saw a blank four-frame paper, and suddenly she was inspired.

She picked up the piece of paper and began to draw caricatures on it.

The manga in the movie is presented by a simple animation, and Nagaharu Ohno spent a lot of time making this animation.

The comic features a bunch of stickmen, some of whom shout "Don't come out!" Others shouted, "Come out!"

Outside a wooden door, a loudspeaker shouted, "Squat at home for the World Series Finals!" At the moment, the first place is the Kyomoto player, who is far ahead!"

However, when the painting is turned, there is a skeleton behind the door, with a sign on it that reads "Kyomoto".

After drawing it, Fujino stared blankly at the four-panel manga in his hand and said self-deprecatingly, "Really, what am I doing......

Then he threw the drawing away, but the four-panel cartoon floated out and into the crack in the door.

"Ahh Fujino suddenly panicked.

"Huh?" The people in the door should have also seen this cartoon and made a puzzled sound.

"I put my diploma out there! Excuse me!"

After saying that,

Fujino ran out in a panic. However, a few steps out of the house was heard behind him.

"Mr. Fujino!"

A girl in plaid pajamas chased out, and it was the man from Kyomoto.

Kyomoto's hair is messy, and his eyes look a little blank, and although he chased it out, he acted in a panic and seemed to feel embarrassed to even say a word.

"Ahem...... That one...... I read the weekly class report...... I...... I've been reading Fujino-sensei's manga for a long time...... I, I, I ......"

Kyomoto took a deep breath, "I'm a fan of Fujino-sensei! Please sign for me!"

Fujino looked unresponsive and looked at Kyomoto with an expressionless face.

"That...... Signature Pad ...... Forget it, on your back! Please sign it on my back!"

"Okay......" Fujino still didn't react, picked up a pen and wrote his name on Kyomoto's arched back.

And Kyomoto looked very excited.,Keep talking.,The main content is Fujino's serialized works in the class newspaper.,All the manga drawn by Fujino.,Kyomoto is like a treasure.。

"I don't always have time to draw and publish every issue, but Fujino-sensei is so amazing that I can serialize manga every week while going to school, I can't believe that you and I are both junior high school students...... And since last year, Mr. Fujino's drawings have been getting better and better! Mr. Fujino, you're a genius!"

Fujino didn't speak, and after signing his name, he put on his school bag.

"But...... Why don't you stop drawing when you are in third grade?"

Fujino thought for a moment, and somewhat dodged Kyomoto's gaze: "Well...... Actually, I'm thinking about participating in the Comics Awards, but I'm pausing to go further."

Kyomoto was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly flashed with excitement: "Manga Award! It's amazing...... I want to see it, I want to see it......"

"Ahem, it's just a thought for now......

"I want to see it, I want to see it......

Fujino was silent for a moment, as if he had made up his mind again.

"Okay, when I have the story finalized, I can show you first......

"It's raining, I'm going home. Goodbye......"

"Goodbye Fujino-sensei!" Kyomoto waved his hand desperately behind Fujino.

Fujino lowered his head and walked on the way home, when a light rain began to fall in the sky, and Fujino walked faster and faster, as if he had a motor installed on his feet, and later, he couldn't help but jump.

Fujino stepped on the weeds on the country road, and in the drizzle, she couldn't help but dance, and as she danced, a moved expression appeared on her face, and her snot was about to fly.

The glasses lady was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously clenched her fists.

This dancing design is fantastic!

It's a great idea to express the inner life of a character through an aesthetic lens!

There's something about this movie!.

Sima Guitai