1983 Past Life Manga King

It’s cool It feels similar to Masaru’s bizarre song.

I don’t have this kind of sick feeling, so I honestly don’t know where to feel the fun.

It feels like the main character is shouting ‘One Chu’.

confused, confused

A story of violence and a Masaru-like development without a sexy commando.

Personally, to be honest, this isn’t terribly fun.

Because I never know where to be moved or where to laugh.

But in the first place, I don’t like sick gags, so it’s hard to judge what level of story this is.

However, Park Sang-sik is also shaking his head with an expression that he understands how much he noticed my expression.

“Brother, are you really weird?”

It’s incredibly weird.

It’s so weird that I can’t take it.

But speaking out to a kid with that kind of expression is a bit difficult.

“What on earth is the meaning of this sudden appearance?”

“You asked well. In fact, if you think about it a little, you can figure it out. So······.”

It explains something, but, frankly, it is a story structure that is difficult to understand.

Previously, it was Kyunghee who had a talent for writing lines in a realistic way, but surprisingly, the story she made by herself is a strange, four-dimensional feeling, so it is difficult to accept.

I don’t know what to call this talent, or what to call it, but it’s surprising that he has such a worldview of stories anyway.

“done. Give it back.”

Kyunghee takes the notebook from my hand.

Anyway, it seems that I felt my reaction was not cool. So this time, I bring a continuity note to Seon-hee and show him.

And he showed it to Seon-hee, who was in the midst of drawing, and said.

“Seonhee. If you have time, can’t you draw this?”

Seon-hee, who stopped working at those words, skimmed through the notebook and concentrated on the manuscript again.

“Will you draw me?”

“Hate. This is so weird.”

“No, I wrote this after thinking a lot. If you read carefully…”

“I hate reading it. I think the main character is crazy.”

As if shocked by those words, Kyunghee opens her mouth and says:

“…it’s too much.”

And soon, as if disappointed, he shrugs her shoulders.

I read the story to see if other fishermen felt sorry for Kyung-hee like that. And like Seon-hee, everyone turned away from Kyung-hee.

Because of that, she made Kyung Hee cry more.

“Everyone is too much. Hing.”

Of course.

I don’t know if it’s the future, but it’s hard to accept such a story right now

No, just because it’s the future doesn’t mean that all these sick gags will work unconditionally. Probably because the field itself has subtle corners.

In the late afternoon, Lee Dae-bong, who brought two people from the studio, happened to read Kyung-hee’s story and laughed.

“Wahhahahaha, our Kyunghee had such a sense.”

Unlike the others, he laughed as if it was quite funny.

Kyung-hee asked Lee Dae-bong if he had gained courage from such a reaction.

“Really? Is your brother having fun?”

“no.”

Kyunghee grumbled as she looked at Lee Daebong, who was still smiling and shaking his head.

“what? Did you just say you have a sense?”

“right. Sense is good. But it’s no fun.”

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Kyunghee shrugged her shoulders again.

It also looks like this to Daebong Lee.

I was also wondering if

I don’t know if it’s still too early to call it a sickly gag, or if that sense of focus is strangely off.

Anyway, I was a little surprised by Kyunghee’s strange talent (?).

Kyunghee has a talent to confuse me because she sometimes shows off her abilities.

By the way, Daebong Lee, why is this person watching Kyunghee’s continuity after bringing people along?

“Oh sorry. I forgot about you.”

Lee Dae-bong, a man and a woman who came to think of it only then, smiled, saying he was sorry for them.

The two have ordinary looks, and the man is Kim Ki-cheol, who is 20 this year. The woman is Cha Mi-jeong, 21 years old.

The two men and women brought out the pictures they had drawn so far.

Looking at the pictures, as Lee Dae-bong said, he has decent background skills.

The speed is also average, so if this is enough, I think we will be able to finish outsourcing of Fasiencia soon.

I assigned them a work desk and decided to start work tomorrow.

For a while, I plan to draw the same background of Fasiencia and get used to this background.

Even if it’s a background, each person draws differently, and since two people have to draw the background of Fasiencia, it is necessary to match the drawing style as well.

If these two people play their role to a certain extent, now they will be able to completely cover the two works with only the ability of the studio itself.

The next day, lunch time.

The mother prepares the meals for the fishermen, and some of the female fishermen also prepare the side dishes.

Although her mother says she doesn’t have to, she says that she enjoys preparing meals, and she makes sure to prepare lunch herself.

They came to help their sons and daughters, so they said that you would like to prepare the food yourself.

The large dining table in the kitchen of the new studio is large enough to accommodate the entire family of the studio.

What was the previous owner of this house doing?

Anyway, thanks to you, everything is spacious, so it’s comfortable and nice.

Time to rest after eating.

Everyone in the Japanese-style room comes out to the yard and chats in the warm September sunlight.

Unlike the past, there is even a small lawn yard with a few trees, so it seems perfect for a change of mood.

Silver is taking a nap under the tree.

Park Sang-sik went to the bookstore after having lunch.

Seon-hee started to take over the continuity of Pasiencia and Samsara, and in the case of a flat-footed strike working in Jeon Sang-gil’s studio, the work time was not long, so Park

Common sense is also available.

Thanks to this, it seems that they are planning the Gomtangi series that they were working on before.

Because of the rights issue for the Gomtang series, the story will be changed and the name of the character named Gomtangi will be changed.

That’s why I’m working hard on data research, and occasionally discussing stories with me while making them.

Looking up at the veranda upstairs, there, Seon-hee is reading a book while stroking Beksulgi.

The cat is sleeping, drooping and drooping as usual.

Among the two newly joined members, Cha Mi-jeong is chatting among the fishermen.

Although she is the youngest among the female assistants, she seems to be a good fit because she is very attached.

However, Ki-cheol Kim, who is not yet suitable for this kind of atmosphere, sits in his seat and spends time drawing.

Are you the shy type?

Well, since there are a lot of women in the studio, it might be awkward to get along with them yet.

By the way, men are all different, and Silver, in particular, isn’t the type to enjoy conversations that much, so it won’t be easy to approach them.

What are you drawing anyway?

Are you still practicing background?

When I glanced closer, I noticed that the background I was drawing was correct…, but something had a different feel to it.

Come to think of it, the background is not drawn with a pen, but with a brush.

brush?

Are you painting the background with a brush?

Of course, there are no cartoonists who paint the background with a brush.

Among the elder cartoonists who usually draw period drama cartoons, there are some people who draw backgrounds with brushes, but not many.

A tool called a brush is by no means a suitable tool for drawing a background.

By the way, Kim Ki-cheol paints a modern background with this brush.

Even though no ruler is used due to the nature of the brush, the overall line is clean and has a unique atmosphere due to its unique strength and weakness.

Kim Ki-cheol, who was immersed in the background without knowing that I was approaching, was surprised that he felt a presence.

“uh? Come on, sir.”

“Did you have this talent? Why didn’t you tell me yesterday?”

“Oh, I’m young, so you can tell me.”

“Is that so? Okay.”

So he nodded his head and asked again.

“I told you before. Do you know Daebong hyung?”

Kim Ki-cheol nodded his head with a cautious expression in response to my question.

“Yeah. James knew.”

“Then why didn’t he tell me?”

“I asked.”

“you? Why?”

“I’ve worked in three studios so far, but none of them wanted my style background. Rather, I’m embarrassed to draw a picture like this. The background is too splattered.”

I guess so. If this is the background for a normal cartoon.

But it’s up to you to use it.

If you give a picture a personality and use it as a unique feature, it is a style that is competitive enough. Seeing him working there, the speed is also fast.

First of all, thanks to not using a ruler, it doesn’t feel like a mechanical fit, but it has a style and feel that only a brush has.

“Would you like to give it to me?”

“Is this picture?”

“Huh. Give me a minute.”

“Yeah.”

Gi-cheol Kim, with a bewildered expression on his face, showed me a painting, and he took it and hurriedly went out to the yard.

He found Silver sleeping drooping down to his nose under a tree on one side of the yard, and went there to wake him up.

“Silver, wake up.”

“Ugh, ugh, what, is it time already?”

“No, not that.”

Then Silver, who had woken up with his eyes wide open, lay down again.

“What is it, really. Oh, I’m sleepy. Wake me up when it’s time I will sleep again.”

“Wake up and see. Look at this.”

“Ah, that child. It’s too much to say that you’re the firemaster, really.”

He grunted like that, scratching his frizzy head and getting up.

I showed Silver the background picture Kim Ki-cheol drew.