Chapter 10: Dozens of drafts in one night, that’s the big devil!
On the other side, at Tokyo University of the Arts.
When Namikaze Yukaku was in class, he felt a little uneasy.
She stayed up all night last night because Oda Shingo was so crazy. Well, it was so crazy to storyboard, she was in the closet and couldn't get out.
But this was not the reason why Namikaze Yukaku was confused.
The professor in the classroom talked about the history of this world as if chanting a scripture: "After Oda Nobunaga escaped the crisis of the Honnoji Incident, he launched an overwhelming counterattack against Akechi Mitsuhide..."
Namikaze Yukaku couldn't listen at all, and what was swirling in his mind were Oda Shingo's storyboard comics.
What's the next plot like? Will a bald man be found to be very powerful? Will any weirdo show up? Will he still solve it with one punch?
This is nothing, Yukaku Namikaze found himself always thinking about how to draw those sub-shots in detail.
The image of the copy table kept appearing in her mind, and the storyboard papers were placed underneath. She used the G pen tip of the comic to carefully draw the pictures according to her thoughts...
Those scenes full of tension will be perfected in your own writing!
Each character full of personality will come alive in your own writing!
I wonder how many readers will be attracted by the storyline and characters when they read this comic!
It’s exciting just thinking about it!
Namikaze Yukaku stood up and wanted to pick up the book and leave the classroom.
"That classmate..." The old professor looked over.
"Ah." Namikaze Yukaku realized his subconscious actions and quickly sat down again.
During classes in Japanese universities, early return is very important. It is generally believed that this affects the teaching atmosphere.
In Yamato's concept, when it comes to influencing others, it is regarded as the worst thing.
The classmates whispered.
"That's called Namikaze Yukaku, right?"
"Yes, she's pretty, but she's always weird."
"Yes, yes, he is cold and a weirdo."
"I heard that when I was in high school, I beat a boy and broke his bones."
"Huh? So dangerous?"
Originally there were no classmates around her, but there was another girl sitting next to her who took the initiative to move aside.
"..." Namikaze Yukaku, under the strange looks of his classmates, hurriedly lowered his head to read and endured until the end of get out of class.
The lunch meal seemed to have no taste.
The afternoon class happened to be about comics.
"There is a saying in the comics industry that the storyboard determines the skeleton, and the main writer adds flesh and blood." The teacher explained the basic knowledge of comic drawing in class: "Although the storyboard looks sloppy, it is called the skeleton in comic drawing and is the key factor that affects the entire process. An important factor in the quality of comics.”
Namikaze Yukaku took the opportunity to ask a question freely: "Teacher, is there anyone who can draw a dozen storyboards in one night?"
Many of her classmates looked at her in shock.
Not because of the question, but because in my impression, Namikaze Yukaku was always cold and silent.
Among the students in the grade, Namikaze Yukaku was quite famous, and his appearance and figure were quite outstanding. Many people have actually noticed her for a long time, but her temperament is too special and she always feels untouchable.
In particular, an accidental injury caused her reputation among her classmates to become even worse due to rumors spread by people with ulterior motives.
Whenever a bold boy talks to her, she will look at him with hair all over his body...
"Draw a dozen storyboards in one night?" The teacher pushed up his glasses and said with a smile, "You asked that right, right?"
Some classmates chuckled.
Well, I did ask the wrong question, not a dozen, but dozens. Namikaze Youkaku murmured in his heart.
That guy Oda Shingo completed 68 storyboards overnight, and it was still of high quality!
I also thought it was impossible, so I temporarily changed my story and said there were more than a dozen.
The teacher continued: "Dear students, if this is a manga artist's work plan, then it would be Inu Hoshimi."
The classmates burst into laughter.
This is a Japanese proverb. Simply put, it means that dogs look at the stars and have no self-knowledge. Namikaze Yukaku's face turned red.
"Students who are interested in becoming cartoonists must not overestimate themselves." The teacher said seriously, "If you can draw ten storyboards a day, you are already considered highly productive."
A classmate asked curiously: "Are there any cartoonists who are famous and productive nowadays?"
"If you have more than twenty pictures, you are a genius." The teacher said with a yearning look on his face, "The most famous person in the cartoon world now is the young genius Watsuki Kosuke. He is known as the cartoonist with the fastest hand speed with 28 storyboards a day. ”
Upon hearing this, Namikaze Youkaku couldn't help but ask: "Teacher, what if there are more?"
The teacher was stunned: "You mean drawing blindly?"
"No, no, I mean, I drew more than sixty storyboards in one night, and they were of high quality." Namikaze Yukaku thought back in his mind, that was the miracle he saw with his own eyes last night.
The teacher said casually, "Haha, that's the big devil!"
The students burst into laughter again.
A male classmate laughed and said: "Dozens of drafts in one night, he must be a big devil!"
The strange yin and yang tune inevitably makes people think crookedly, making the girls around them squeal.
Namikaze Youkaku was no longer embarrassed.
Instead, she sat there blankly, seemingly distracted...
One afternoon, time seemed to pass very slowly.
Until the course was over, Namikaze Yukaku ran back to his residence as if he had been pardoned.
Then, he changed into more formal clothes.
She even dug out the makeup box she had barely used since she bought it, and awkwardly applied a little makeup on herself in front of the mirror.
This is a habit I discovered when I came to Tokyo.
Women in Tokyo must wear makeup when they go to work.
"I'm not used to it..." Looking at himself in the mirror, Namikaze Youkaku sighed.
If I had put on makeup yesterday, I'm afraid it would have left the smell of powder in Oda Shingo's room, right? This is a flaw.
As a ninja, she is very taboo about the smell she carries with her.
With anxiety in his heart, Namikaze Yukuru went to Oda Shingo's residence.
On the way, she couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.
"The Great Demon King?"
I was ignored and excluded by my classmates...
I can’t even enter the comics club...
I was ridiculed for serializing comics on the web...
Is there really a chance to be the main writer of the comic book devil?
Namikaze Yukaku looked at the cheap and shabby apartment in the sunset from a distance and swallowed nervously.
When the sun is about to set.
Oda Shingo heard a polite knock on the door.
Opening the door, Namikaze Yukuru, dressed in strict professional attire, stood upright at the door.
Oda Shingo was stunned.
With delicate but cold facial features and straight and slender legs, this young girl stood pretty in the last ray of sunset.
It was a beauty that Oda Shingo had never noticed in his previous life.
But after just a moment of confusion, he regained his composure.
"Welcome, Namikaze-kun, you are here." Oda Shingo smiled.
Chajue Namikaze Youhe looked at him with a trace of respect?
"Oda-senpai, Namikaze Yukaku is here as you asked." Namikaze Yukaku said in greeting and bowed seriously at 90 degrees, "Please allow me to be your chief writer, please!"
(End of chapter)