Chapter 21 I have few friends
“Dad————!” Todo Xiangcheng’s roar almost lifted the ceiling of the boxing gym.
Master Todo tried to sneak away along the wall.
"How dare you upload my photo without permission!" Todo Xiangcheng rushed over with his fists waving.
There was a flurry of fists and shadows.
Todo-ryu master resisted in embarrassment, and took the time to shout: "Xiangcheng, you can definitely inherit the Todo-ryu dojo!"
"I don't want to! I just want to be an ordinary girl who eats melons! Why is marriage more important than eating melons?!"
"After you get married, your belly will be like a watermelon!"
"That's not marriage, that's pregnancy!"
"How can you get pregnant without getting married!"
"Stop lying to me! Do you think I'm still eight years old?"
Father and daughter bickered constantly.
It was the father who, after being beaten until his nose was black and his face was swollen, reminded him: "Since you don't want to do it, just delete that post!"
"Hey, that's right! Delete it quickly!" Todo Xiangcheng finally reacted and quickly returned to the notebook to start the operation.
Then, she saw the horror of Japanese comic website design.
The required functions are missing, or there is no response when clicking...
This is a major feature of the Japanese physical book web website function.
"Can't delete it?!" Todo Xiangcheng tried many methods, but couldn't delete the posts posted by his father as himself.
Master Todo was wiping the wound on and gesticulating: "What are you looking at? Click here, click here, click here."
"No, it doesn't work."
"Why are you so stupid, girl? Click there, click there."
The father and daughter struggled for half an hour to no avail.
The post has become more and more popular.
"Why don't you do this!" Mr. Todo touched the beard on his chin, "Xiangcheng, you can post more revealing photos, and then..."
"Photos that reveal too much? And then?" Todo Xiangcheng's face became a little hot.
“Then the account was blocked and the previous posts were no longer visible!”
"..." Todo Xiangcheng was speechless for a moment.
"So, is this a good idea? Hahaha, oh! Why are you hitting me again? You are an unfilial daughter!"
After struggling for a long time, Todo Xiangcheng contacted the staff of Qunying Club, and it was not until nightfall that the post was deleted.
But before the post was deleted, the popularity had reached 70,000.
In other words, at least tens of thousands of people were there to comment on it.
In particular, there were a few familiar IDs that impressed Toudou Kouchi, such as Seiya, Shiryu, Hyoga, Shun, and Ikki, who were jumping up and down and making noises.
[This martial arts uniform is also transparent and not much to look at. ]
[You didn’t see it through, did you? I agree, it needs to be transparent! We want to learn the details of human muscle changes under extreme sports! ]
[If the author updates ten times, will Orange Beauty want to be a maid? ]
[Big! Really big! This fist is so big that it dazzles your eyes! ]
[I didn’t expect girls who practice boxing to have a broad mind. I thought that the orange beauty must be very vicious, right? ]
Damn it! It’s all because of dad!
Todo Kasumi fiercely glared at his father who was already bruised and swollen.
No, additional penalties will be imposed.
She decided not to talk to her dad all day tomorrow...
A shabby apartment next to the tram tracks.
"It's a bit interesting." Oda Shingo smiled and closed his Five Little Strong Forum vests one by one.
The popularity goal has been achieved.
Many water friends have come here because of this and are used to being in the water community in this comic book.
Moreover, what if the post is deleted?
I have saved the photo out of good gentlemanly custom.
Oda Shingo looked at the photo of Todo Orange again.
A boxing girl who is full of sunshine and vitality, and she is the kind of beautiful girl with long black hair and straight hair that is popular with the public...
"Well, after being bullied, you will hide in the dojo and cry, right?" Oda Shingo casually set the photo as the desktop wallpaper, then stopped thinking about it and started to concentrate on painting.
However, Namikaze Yukaku was a little restless.
Ever since she submitted her article yesterday, she has been restless.
Will there be any accidents in the mail?
Will it be rejected? Will the editor throw it away without even looking at it?
Oda Shingo also discovered something strange about Namikaze Yukaku.
The reason is simple: the previous Namikaze Yukaku seemed to not exist.
Even when I saw her lying on the copy table, I always felt a bit ethereal. Just call her and she will teleport over and suddenly appear.
Especially in the speed of manuscript production, it can be clearly seen.
This problem occurred on the day of publication. Oda Shingo felt relieved, but the next day, it still did not return to normal.
Namikaze Yukaku's absent-minded state seriously affected his work efficiency.
How can I tolerate being a workaholic? After thinking about it, Oda Shingo said: "Namikaze-kun."
"Ah, Hii! Oda-sensei!" Namikaze Yukuru hurriedly stood up.
After a few days, she admired Oda Shingo's ability very much, even close to the level of worship.
The various storyboards and plot designs are completely superior to me by countless levels, and are even better than the comics I have read!
If she wanted to pick something to compare with, she felt that only popular comics would have hope.
Therefore, Namikaze Yukuru respects Mr. Oda very much, both mentally and physically...
Well, the latter means that you have to stand still when you answer a question, and you have to bow when you answer a question.
"Namikaze-kun, you have been a little absent-minded since you submitted the article yesterday. Are you still worried about the issue of submission?"
"...Yes." Although Namikaze Yukaku was a little embarrassed, he admitted openly.
Oda Shingo thought for a moment, got up, walked to the door, opened it, took a deep breath as if to get some air, and said, "We have been working for a few days, let's go out and relax."
"?" Namikaze Youhe followed curiously.
It was already dark, but Japanese people are accustomed to nightlife, so it was not too late.
However, after Namikaze Yukaku followed him out, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little.
Under the streetlight, I walked slowly side by side with a man.
Is this like a date...
Namikaze Yukaku took a sneak peek at Oda Shingo's hand.
If we go on a date, according to the description in the comics, we should hold hands...
But the thought of holding hands made her ears feel hot.
I am so embarrassed to do such a thing!
But what if Oda-sensei takes the initiative to hold my hand...
Namikaze Youkaku felt that more than just his ears were getting hot.
At this moment, the night is like water.
Oda Shingo, on the other hand, put his hands in his pockets and walked alone, even half a body ahead of Namikaze Yukaku, without looking like he was dating at all.
The shadows of the two people were stretched out by the street lights.
But there seemed to be some barrier, they kept a distance from each other and never touched each other.
Namikaze Yukaku's mind is much clearer, and he feels that he may have been calmed down by the night breeze...
Oda Shingo took a few steps and suddenly looked back as if he noticed something.
miss, he lost his goal.
After Namikaze Yukaku calmed down, it was very easy to enter the invisible state.
After his eyes confirmed that Yukaku Namikaze was still there, Oda Shingo returned to his cool walking style.
Tap tap tap, the sound of his leather shoes squeaked rhythmically.
However, Namikaze Yukaku habitually made no sound of footsteps.
"Namikaze-kun, I am very honored to have you join the team." Oda Shingo's voice was like a male host on a midnight radio station.
"Ah..." Yukaku Namikaze didn't understand what the team meant for a moment, but he soon understood that this was referring to the comic production team.
Even if there are only two people, they are still a team, right?
"I used to be alone in a daze. Because..." Oda Shingo sighed and said to Namikaze Yukaku seriously, "I have very few friends."
I beg you to read it
(End of this chapter)