Longevity Story

"oh, I understand now."

Xing Ke picked up the hairdryer and continued to take care of Zhenbai's hair, then suddenly remembered something, and told Zhenbai:

"Give Ayano a call later, don't let the other party wait.

Although this time is only a successful or unsuccessful attempt, but the opportunity is rare, just treat it as a joint production, and change the pseudonym to serialize it! "

"Well, remember."

"Really remember? Your usual behavior makes me very worried..."

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163. Is it really good to take the name so casually? (pun intended here)

Everyone here, do you like desserts?

Pastries, ice cream, cakes, cookies...

Xing Ke is quite picky about desserts, because this guy is too sweet.However, Huantian likes to taste food with novel flavors, and of course desserts cannot escape, which is quite contradictory.

Therefore, the general family restaurant would not welcome guests like Xing Ke, after all, they are only mass-produced tastes for the general public, and they cannot satisfy the old monsters who have eaten trillions of years.

But these are all misunderstandings. Although Xing Ke is very picky, he will not cause trouble for the store because of a meal. He is the most... just leftovers.

However, this evening, one of the national chain restaurants [Wagunalia] welcomed three such nasty guests at a time.

Because it's not dinner time.Therefore, the three did not order any main dishes, and the table was full of desserts. Almost all the tranquility on the menu in the store could be found on this six-person table. Finished products or wreckage.

"It's the first time I've seen a sweet tooth like Ayano-san who sprinkles salt on a parfait."

"It's the first time I've seen someone like Gong Chang and a certain classmate who gave up after only one bite, but ordered all the sweets. Is it disrespectful to the store?"

"It's nothing if you pay as you go? It's not a professional dessert restaurant that only runs for the peak of deliciousness. Instead, I can't imagine the taste of salt and honey mixed together."

"...Hey. Boy, if you meddle with other people's tastes, Big Sister will be angry."

"Don't dare."

Perhaps he sensed the unfriendly atmosphere between his editor and the person in charge of his life. Mashiro temporarily gave up on Mont Blanc, who was concentrating on dealing with him, and raised his head to ask:

"Ayano doesn't have a good relationship with someone?"

"No, I never knew this black-hearted editor who persuaded minors to draw stimulating comics and had a rather unique taste."

"No, I never knew this kid who was not only picky about his taste but also had an arrogant attitude towards adults."

The almost simultaneous confrontation between the two made Shinshiro's spirit a little unable to react. .So after thinking about it, Mashiro decisively gave up thinking about this kind of thing, and left the sentence "Then everyone will get along well in the future", and once again lowered his head and concentrated on eating Mont Blanc.

She seemed to like the chestnut flavor very much, and Xing Ke decisively took down this detail.

"Cough cough, is Gong Changxiao the collaborator of the fabricated story that Zhenbai said on the phone?"

As if she started talking about business, the editor Ayano stopped eating salty and sweets. Instead, she held a coffee cup with the elegance of an urban beauty.

Looking at the wreckage in front of her seat, Xing Ke sighed inwardly that this was a fraud.

"These three copies are copies of Shinshiro's original line draft. I think you will understand after reading it, Miss Editor."

"Just call Ayano-sister. Now even if you change your attitude, my impression of you will not change."

Ayano didn't say much, took the folder in Xing Ke's hand, and quickly flipped through it in her hand. In the eyes of a professional editor, these line drafts were finished in a few minutes.

After that, her reaction was as expected by the Criminal Division, she lowered her head deeply and sighed:

"Right, that's right, I originally thought that Shiro had finally awakened, but now that I think about it, this is her style.

However, I am a little amazed at Gong Changjun's handwriting. It is obviously the same scene and picture. Just changing the order and lines will directly turn corruption into magic... Do you want to come to us as an editor? "

"I refuse. Being an editor is exhausting. Don't think I don't know."

In order to see the new comics earlier, Xing Ke went to Neon to study and became the editor of Yingxiong Club. Now that I think about it, it is an unbearable past, which completely destroyed the status of several masterpieces in his mind.

"Now, shouldn't we be discussing the issue of the publication of this cartoon tentatively titled "Is there something wrong with three groups of parallel lovers?" in your magazine?"

"Published, isn't it serialized?"

"Mashiro wants to draw his own comics, so he doesn't have time to draw comics that obviously don't belong to his own story style."

"Then you will paint?"

"Where is that ghost time?"

"Ah? It's not that you can't paint but you don't have time? Then isn't it..."

"I refuse anyway."

"cut--"

"A serious adult shouldn't be speechless like a bad boy! Hey!"

"Okay. I understand, it will be published in two parts directly in the form of short comics, right?

The remuneration and the like are based on the real price. The highest price for a newcomer is 5000 yen. I wonder if it can be done? "

Xing Ke first glanced at Zhen Bai, and after seeing her ignorance, Xing Ke lost interest and replied casually:

"No problem, just don't use the pseudonym Shii name Mashiro to add me, the wild original author. Mashiro's debut novel is better than his own original, so just use a new name for the pseudonym?"

"Huh? Yes, yes, but it's a good opportunity to promote your fame. It doesn't matter much to Gong Chang-kun, but Shiina-kun will stay in the manga world for a long time in the future, right? Are you really sure about giving up this opportunity?"

Hearing Ayano's serious persuasion, Xing Ke was a little surprised. Although this editorial lady looks unreliable and has a very dark heart, she is also serious and responsible for her work.Otherwise, it would not be so for the creator's future.

Xingke and Ayano looked in Mashiro's direction at the same time, making Mashiro have to let go of Mont Blanc, after all, only she can decide this matter——

Is it obsessed with feelings, or the pursuit of profit maximization?

However, in fact, people who have known Zhenbai actually know it, and the choice of Zhenbai is certain from the beginning:

"I want to draw my own funny cartoons."

Ayano looked at Mashiro's unshakable eyes. .Zhanyan smiled:

"Okay, have you decided on a new name? It's a one-time temporary combination, isn't it? Just think of one! What do you think of Wangwangmiaomiao?"

"Miss Ayano, please be serious. Mashiro, do you have a good name?"

Mashiro looked at the delicious dessert in his hand and blurted out:

"Mont Blanc."

"...That's it? It's a little mellow and sweet."

"...Oh, that's the decision then."

Ayano first wrote down the results and precautions of the discussion with Xingke and the others in a notebook, and then raised her head again and asked curiously:

"Mashiro-kun, I already know that you and Mashiro live in the same student dormitory, so what kind of relationship do you have with Shiina Mashiro?"

"Uh, this is a bit..."

Xing Ke really didn't know how to explain his relationship with Mashiro to people outside Sakura Village, but Mashiro decisively helped him resolve the entanglement.

"Someone is in charge of my life."

"Huh?"

"Chihiro sold me to someone."

"{⊙v⊙}? Sell?"

7.

164. Shiina Mashiro is not a manga teacher...

"The body is so soft, like a girl's body."

"Because I haven't exercised at all."

"The skin is too, very delicate."

"Because I... hardly ever go out."

"Someone, your this, stood up."

"...Yes. Stand up."

"Pink, and so small, so cute."

"Should I be thankful for the compliment?"

"Why did you stand up?"

"Because on the night of early spring, there is still a hint of coolness, and there is... murderous aura that has crossed the dimension wall."

"So that's the case, is it because of the coolness and murderousness that it is so hard?"

"I declare in advance that this is just talking about (rǔ) heads, right?"

"correct."

"And I'm pretty neat in my swimsuit now. Right?"

"Yes."

"That's good, now we're safe."

"Safe?"

Sure enough, Mashiro didn't understand the terrible restrictions on all ages.

"True white, although I agreed to be your mannequin, I'm a little curious, haven't you already mastered the plaster painting of human bodies? Why do you suddenly have a sketch session?"

Xing Ke pulled a little further away, put on a more comfortable posture, and asked this doubt about Shinshiro who was sketching.

"Ayano said that in order to draw exciting romance manga, you must recognize the male body in reality."

"Haven't you given up on the romantic manga that stimulates the image? Didn't I say it all? You don't need to pay attention to the editor with the black heart who is not very reliable, just draw the manga you want to draw."

Hearing Xing Ke's suggestion, Mashiro's pen suddenly stopped, feeling a little disappointed:

"But...I don't know what to draw."

Recognizing the problem, Xing Ke was no longer in the mood to be a model, so he bent down and wanted to enlighten Zhen Bai: