Konoha Ship New Naruto

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"Uzumaki Naruto...?" Hinata, who was sitting at the back and recognized Naruto, was stunned.

On the first day of school, this position is casual.

It will take a while to figure out everyone's relationship and expertise before assigning seats.

Naruto glanced casually, and sat down not far from the door.

"It's so uncomfortable." Naruto said secretly.

There are no woodcarvings to distract my attention, and my mind has been focused on the ailments of the heart, liver, and kidneys.

Is there anything to distract you?

"Everyone, there are paper and pens, scrolls, and textbooks in the drawer. First, open the scrolls. This is the first lesson for you to enter school."

The teacher said and wrote three words on the blackboard.

Chakra.

Children of civilian origin account for the majority.

Without the resources of a big family, parents dare not let their children refine chakra too early for fear of accidents.

People from families like Sasuke, Hinata, Kiba, Shikamaru, and Ino have mastered chakra long before they entered school.

Some have even started to get in touch with ninjutsu and secret arts.

As for Sakura and other civilian ninjas, it was their first time meeting them and they really lost at the starting line.

Naruto reached into the drawer and took out the scroll, hoping that there was something other than the chakra refining method.

Unfortunately, no.

Then it’s nothing to look at, put it back, take out the pen and paper, take off the cap, and put it on the cover of the draft book to scribble on.

After painting and painting, Naruto had an idea.

If you can't do wood carving in school, then you can develop other hobbies.

Painting is very good, just like wood carving, it is an art.

Just thinking about it, Naruto started painting.

With the basic skills of wood carving, the depiction of this character was not difficult for him. Soon, a pencil sketch of Naruto was printed on paper.

The hand is very steady, the pen does not shake, does not hesitate, and it is done in one go.

The most difficult part to draw is the face and eyes, but because of the basics of wood carving, it is not difficult.

"It's so monotonous." Naruto was dissatisfied.

Unlike the three-dimensional feeling of wood carvings, the self on this paper is flat.

How can I make myself in the painting have a three-dimensional effect?

How can I make this move by itself?

Naruto pondered.

The brain power has been improved and strengthened, and the thinking ability is extremely fast. It didn't take long for an idea to arise.

Naruto didn't hesitate, turned to the second page, and started to draw a second self, which was slightly different from the first one.

Clear memory allows Naruto to clearly remember every detail and never forget it.

Then the third, the fourth.

Amazing hand speed.

There is no need to consider other pigments for sketching, which is more worry-free.

His painting skills became more and more proficient, and by the end of one class, Naruto had drawn twenty-two pictures, averaging one picture every two minutes.

Putting your attention into it, the discomfort in your body gradually eased.

When he heard the bell ringing and the people around him talking, Naruto ignored it and continued to draw his own.

At the beginning and end of the second class, fifty cards were achieved.

There are a total of fifty sheets in this notebook for drafting.

Naruto reached into the drawer and took out the textbook, there were no blank sections.

Is this the end?Forget it, fifty sheets is almost enough, try it out and see the effect.

"Here you are." A hand stretched out from behind. In this hand was a draft book. It was brand new and unused.

Naruto thanked him, took the draft book, tore off his last page and this first page, joined the two together, and continued to draw.

By noon, finally, one hundred pictures were finished.

Naruto let out a long breath, grabbed one side of the two draft books with his left hand, pinched the other side with his right hand, and began to flip through them.

From beginning to end, in just a few seconds, it was over.

"What is this? Awesome!"

"Heh, because it's a moving picture, it's called an animation. For the time being, it can only be made like this. Well, it will get better and better." Naruto said with a smile: "Thank you for your draft, otherwise half of it will be missing. .”

"It's nothing. Seeing that you don't listen to the teacher in class, you have been drawing all the time, and the painting is the same person, with a little difference in details. I roughly guessed something, but I didn't expect the effect to be so good."

"I'm Uzumaki Naruto, are you?"

"Haruno Sakura."

pat.

The draft in his hand fell to the table.

Naruto turned his head and looked back, and sure enough, the person sitting behind him was none other than Sakura.

By the way, when Sakura was a child, her forehead was so wide and it felt shiny. Is it an illusion?

Noticing that Naruto was looking up, Sakura quickly covered her forehead and lowered her head on the table.

Naruto coughed dryly, looked away, and sat down again: "Why did you sit behind me? I remember the first class, you were sitting by the window."

Sakura said sullenly: "You also said it was the first class. After class, I will go out and come back before the second class. Someone occupied that seat. There is no place to sit. I can only sit here. .”

Naruto said nothing.

After watching Hokage, although he is not Sakuraguro, his impression of Sakura is not much better, and he doesn't want to get in touch with her.

Looking down at the completed page-turning animation.

One hundred pictures, the content is very simple, it is Naruto himself doing a set of punches, the movements are very smooth, if it can be longer, it will be more comfortable to watch.

Nothing to do, heart, liver, kidney pain, uncomfortable, once again filled the thoughts.

Naruto got up and left, took the bento, found a corner where no one was around, and ate it hungrily.

With a light punch, a tree was knocked down, and then stepped on, stepped into several sections, hugged one section, and sat in the shade without being exposed to the sun.

Holding a pillar knife in hand, he concentrates on carving.

He didn't move even when he heard the afternoon school bell. The third generation gave him great privileges, and he could take breaks and get out of school at any time.

Besides, he had already learned the chakra refining at the beginning, so there was no need to listen to it.

In fact, the most important thing was that the classroom was too noisy, so he couldn't concentrate on it.

In the afternoon, near the end of school.

Naruto came back to his senses, looked at the wood-carved sunflower in his hand, and felt unsatisfied.

I was not very satisfied with the base, so I refined it a bit, and it was delayed even later.

Except for the students who stayed on duty, everyone else basically left.

I planned to go home directly, but then I thought about the page-turning animation that I spent all morning completing today.

If you want to treat painting as a second hobby, you have to be serious about it.

As the first work, take it back and study it carefully to see what is not good and needs to be improved.

Thinking, Naruto climbed the stairs slowly, opened the classroom door, and saw the page-turning animation on the table that was torn apart and put back together again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it." Sakura stood up from her seat, clenched her little hands tightly, lowered her head, and bent down to apologize.

Naruto picked up the page-turning animation, and the torn part was still on the table.

He noticed that there was a Band-Aid on Sakura's elbow, and there was a trace of blood lingering on the tip of his nose.

Guess what's in it.

Didn't ask, or didn't care.

Children, if you are serious, you will lose.

"I'm starving, let's go home and eat." Naruto said, taking his textbook.

The torn page-turning animation was ignored, and he turned and left.

With good hearing, I heard Sakura sitting down, and choked up crying.

"Have you been bullied?" Naruto asked secretly.

Speaking of which, Sakura was bullied when she was a child before she was protected by Ino.