Tokyo, everyone is drawing comics, who still wants to fall in love?

"What elegance? What elegance are they talking about?" Nobuhiro Arakawa couldn't figure out what was wrong with the comic fans.

As time went by, he found that more and more comic fans were talking about elegance.

He turned around and asked his assistants.

The assistants were not stupid. Those who didn't know couldn't say it, and those who knew, of course, refused to say it.

If they said it out, the boss would find out that they were peeking at the opponent's comics! Although knowing yourself and the enemy is important, it's better to pretend to be stupid about this kind of thing.

After a long time, Nobuhiro Arakawa looked at the large number of elegant words on his message board and thought of a possibility.

He logged into the Springfield Bookstore's website, changed his mobile phone to register a small account, and started reading "Spy Play House".

The more he read, the gloomier his face became.

No wonder he can become a powerful figure among the younger generation!

He had read it briefly before and had been making sarcastic remarks, but now that he took a serious look, Nobuhiro Arakawa found that "Spy Play House" was not simple.

A husband who thinks about spy missions to approach hidden politicians all day long...

A wife who falls into a state of obsession when looking at a beheading guillotine and a sharp table knife...

A child who hides in fear when reading minds...

The clever opposition in the professional characters, the lines accurately express the characters' personalities, and the triangle combination of male spies, female killers, and mind-reading children is very attractive!

When the plot enters the Eden Academy exam chapter, the plot is obviously getting better.

The faculty and staff who are observing upstairs, the examiners who hold paper and pens and control the intercom, and the senior management of the academy who hold noble miniature telescopes.

"The quality of the candidates this year is very low, and they are all people who lack elegance." An old man in a suit and leather shoes, wearing single-sided glasses, and looking steady and dignified, made an assessment with his hands behind his back, "All families with no taste will be judged as unqualified!"

However, he soon found that there was a family in the crowd that was very obvious.

"You actually saluted the statue of the first principal?!" The warden was surprised, "Elegant, Very elegant!!"

Naturally, the Huang Huangyouer family was praised.

Then, a child fell into the stinking ditch. Others were afraid to avoid it.

But Huang Hun went forward and pulled the child out, but his suit was splashed with mud.

But Huang Hun actually took out a new suit jacket and put it on.

Our family is an elegant upper-class family. It is reasonable to carry several sets of clothes with us, right?

"Smart and elegant--!" The warden exclaimed again.

Then, an unexpected incident happened!

The animals ran wild! The cattle rushed towards the students and parents!

Father Huang Hun rescued the child, mother Yoel acupunctured the leading cattle to knock down, and the child Aniya went forward to calm the cattle.

"Elegant--! Extreme--!" The old warden's body kept making exaggerated reactions, and he shouted wildly.

Affected by the animals, Huang Hun and his wife's clothes were damaged.

When the warden reminded them in a friendly and expectant manner to tidy up their appearance and try to get into the test again, the family actually changed into new clothes on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, they made a gorgeous reappearance!

The warden was sweating profusely: "Rather than saying this family is elegant, it's more terrible!!"

In the comics, it's the warden who is sweating profusely, but in reality, it's Nobuhiro Arakawa who is sweating profusely!

Masaka………………

How did such a young genius appear in the comics world? !

He quickly jumped to the page and went to the subscription section of the supplement "RED" at Springfield Bookstore.

Click on the comic "GANT" and start paying to read.

What caught his eye was a picture that was very attractive to men.

"Humph, what a mean trick!" Nobuhiro Arakawa snorted disdainfully, and then subconsciously looked around.

Naturally, no one dared to peek at me, so I could watch for a while longer.

Critical, watch for a while longer!

Yes, be critical, and watch the enemy's beautiful woman comic page for a longer time. This is reasonable, right?

This comic is very eye-catching from the beginning.

The protagonist was smashed to pieces in the subway, and the fractures of the head, neck and torso were very clear, and even the bone fragments were depicted in detail.

Nobuhiro Arakawa frowned.

Ten years ago, no cartoonist would do this.

How audacious! How could a comic fan like to watch such a picture? Don't you think it's disgusting?

However, as a man, Nobuhiro Arakawa actually had a faint throbbing in his heart involving a life crisis.

That was the feeling of a man's crazy secretion of adrenaline when facing life and death! It was the thrill and excitement!

Soon, the picture of the female character who was dreaming of countless comic fans appeared without clothes.

Then there was the cover picture of the beautiful woman's tights.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's too weird, the painting is too weird!" Nobuhiro Arakawa kept watching.

Aliens appeared, and the Scallion Star was slaughtered.

He was also a member of the hunters. He was hit by his own guns. After a few seconds, his lower body completely collapsed, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere...

The hunter who left the limit range had his head exploded...

Before dying, he felt that everything was just a fantasy of a special drama...

"This manga seems... a little unusual..." Nobuhiro Arakawa felt that his hand holding the mouse was shaking a little.

I was just reading a manga, why was I so excited?

Damn it!

Seeing the page where the male protagonist and others were in danger again, click on it again, and the series ends here.

"Damn it! Why is it a bimonthly publication!" Nobuhiro Arakawa sighed regretfully. Is this the only way to analyze it?

Wait! Why do I feel regretful? I really want to continue reading?

Nobuhiro Arakawa was horrified by his feelings.

As a colleague, or even an enemy, he actually felt that he hadn't seen enough? ! This was true for both comics.

He leaned weakly against the back of the chair behind him, pressing the chair so hard that it creaked.

Perhaps, in this comic showdown, he...

The afterglow of the setting sun illuminated his bloated figure like a pile of rotten meat.

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"Shingo, you must accompany me tomorrow morning."

Fujido Kaoshi pulled Oda Shingo's arm and shouted.

It was the freshman report of Tokyo University of the Arts, and she insisted on taking Oda Shingo with her.

Originally, Fujido Kaoshi was planning to give up going to college, but when she found out that Namikaze Yukaku and Mikami Yuko were college students around her, she began to change her mind.

Moreover, she made a deep understanding and found that she was admitted to the art exploration department with her sports specialty.

This is a magical department, similar to the second art department, the second acting department, and the second law department in China, full of privileges such as not being able to attend classes.

In short, it is just a place for fooling around. As long as you have money and connections, you can get a diploma.

Of course, the water in it can also be understood by professionals.

"Why do you have to drag me there?" Oda Shingo wanted to stay in the studio to draw comics.

"I told you, a beautiful girl like me with a good figure must have someone to accompany me when I report! Otherwise, what if I will be bullied?"

"..." Oda Shingo thought about it and suddenly asked, "Is tomorrow the day to show my personal strength?"

"That's right!" Fujido Kaoki smiled, "Although I will be absent from class for a long time, I don't want to be looked down upon by my classmates! So dragging a famous cartoonist like you is the best backer!"

Oda Shingo still didn't want to go.

Fujido Kaoru finally turned gloomy, and whispered in his ear: "If you say no again, I will tell you about the slippery stuff on you!"

Oda Shingo's face changed: "Was it you at that time?"

"Humph, it was me. I helped you wipe it and changed it." Fujido Kaoru pouted.

"Shh - don't talk nonsense."

"Just say whether you are going or not?!"

Oda Shingo nodded slowly...

But at the same time, he wondered, at this time, it wouldn't be the classic old-fashioned face-slapping moment again, right?