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

Unable to find a chance to leave, Namikaze Yuzuru in the closet touched his wrist.

The non-luminous watch specially made by the Ninja Ryu, with a dial without a glass shell, reminded him that it was already 2 a.m.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Oda Shingo stood up and moved around outside the closet.

"The storyboard for the third episode is complete. I'm really getting more efficient after getting used to it!"

He looked at the time with satisfaction, delighted with his high efficiency.

"It needs to be more substantial to ensure that Yuzuru joins!"

Oda Shingo took a sip of water and continued to immerse himself in his creation.

He worked so hard... just to get me to join the creation team? Namikaze Yuzuru was stunned.

In Namikaze Yuzuru's mind, memories of trying to join the comic creation club flashed through his mind.

At that time, he happened to hear the private conversations of several club executives.

[Such a shady guy can't be allowed to join the club]

[Thinking about her chilling eyes, it's scary! ]

[And her legs are too long, ahem, I don't agree anyway! ]

No one wants me to join, so I'll just draw it myself. At that time, Namikaze Yukaku made such a determination.

The sky gradually brightened.

"28 pages, 17 pages, 23 pages, um, the storyboards for three episodes are completed!" Oda Shingo said to himself, quite satisfied with his efficiency.

"Ah, it's already 6 o'clock. Take care of your life, okay, set the alarm, get up at 12 o'clock!"

Oda Shingo simply washed up and fell asleep on the bed.

Namikaze Yukaku waited patiently for a long time, and quietly came out of the closet after confirming that it was safe.

This madman, painting all night! She stared at the storyboard on the table in the faint dawn light.

In less than one night, she drew 68 pages of storyboards? !

And, is it so crazy to let me join?

"One Punch Man"?

I flipped through a few pages and found that these storyboards were extremely complete.

There are already dialogues, which is very conducive to the artist's combination with the plot.

That is, the main artist can use it directly, and can paint by placing it on the copy table!

I thought it was rushed for myself, but I didn't expect it to be so detailed.

Bofeng Youhe was a little bit unbelievable.

The storyboard level is enough to appreciate the story, and she kept flipping through it.

Soon, she forgot the time and read it page by page.

The vaccine monster appeared, and the protagonist was actually bald?

The crab monster, a bear kid with a chin like a butt?

The muscle giant, also with one punch?

The protagonist who can't kill mosquitoes, the underground people actually retreated? Bofeng Youhe almost laughed.

I don't know how long it took before she realized that she had turned to the last page.

Ah, you get up and continue drawing!

Bofeng Youhe turned around and looked at the tatami with dissatisfaction. Oda Shingo was still sleeping on his stomach.

Hum, man——

At this moment, Oda Shingo suddenly turned over.

Bofeng Youhe was so scared that he quickly hid back in the cabinet.

After a long time, Oda Shingo didn't react much, and she came out again carefully.

I really want to read it again. Namikaze Yuzuru sorted out the manuscript with reluctance, and then tiptoed away.

She closed the door silently outside and sorted out her thoughts.

I was rejected by the comics club, and someone wanted me to be the main writer for him?

Oda Shingo, want me to create comics together?

To complete the comic story with a wonderful plot just now? !

Subconsciously taking a few quick breaths, Namikaze Yuzuru actually felt like a world away.

On the way, she stretched her hands back to form wings, and quickly jumped and shuttled on the roof.

The wind this morning no longer brought coldness, but brought a few strands of warmth.

Namikaze Yuzuru stroked the broken hair on her forehead and slowly raised her head to look at the rising sun.

The golden sunlight, cast on her long eyelashes, pulled up a hazy vision.

After being in Tokyo for so long, she realized for the first time:

Sunshine can also be so bright...

...

At 12 o'clock, as the alarm clock rang, Oda Shingo got up.

Japanese people are always good at staying up late, so it is normal to get up late in the morning.

Many companies don't go to work until after 11 o'clock, especially in the entertainment industry. As long as it's 12 o'clock to greet good morning, it won't be considered a strange word.

Without hesitation, Oda Shingo immediately started to wash up.

After a little exercise, he had a simple breakfast of rice balls again.

"It's time to review the storyboard." While eating, he reviewed his manuscript.

There is a problem with the storyboard draft, which is repeated revisions.

But Oda Shingo is at the level of a hacker.

As a soul traveler, he has the finished product of the original world in his mind. He only needs to review it again with the eyes of the original animation producer.

The quality of ONE's original work is very good, and Yusuke Murata has a new play, so the level of the storyboard of "One Punch Man" is very high. It's just that Murata changed the plot of ONE in the later stage, which is really a big mistake.

But as a serialized work, there will always be flaws due to rushing to finish the manuscript.

Oda Shingo made some minor changes, and was very satisfied with it overall.

"When will the chief writer come? I'm looking forward to it," Oda Shingo thought about the teammate recommended by the system, Namikaze Yukaku.

He looked at the system and found that the points recommended by teammates were displayed at 2/3.

"System, can you recommend it twice?" Oda Shingo asked happily in his mind.

He was very much looking forward to it. What other teammates with different abilities could join the team?

[The host has two more chances to recommend. ]

"Then recommend me another one." This is the conversation he had with the system in his mind.

[No. ]

"..." Being rejected by the system, although Oda Shingo was not angry, he always felt that these two words were so familiar?

It seemed that when the system introduced itself as "I'm in love with the system in Tokyo", he rejected it in this way. This cold feeling is exactly the same...

[With the current conditions of the host, there are no suitable teammates to recommend. ]

"You are really good at talking." Oda Shingo laughed, "In fact, there are many capable people, but there are no people who are capable and willing to join my team at present, right?"

The system did not answer.

I don't know if it is not humane or default.

This guy might really be AI, Oda Shingo did not ask further, and asked a few other questions.

The system did not answer at all.

"Ignore me?" Oda Shingo shrugged.

It doesn't matter. In this lifelong struggle, the system is just an appetizer.

Life is wonderful, and it is more interesting to rely on your own hard work.

Although he had won many honors in the animation industry in his previous life, he had not yet reached the top and dominated.

What a pity, Oda Shingo was looking forward to the feeling of standing at the top.

It was a pity that he died young before he reached the top in his previous life.

Now that he has been reborn, although his soul is of a low status and he cannot even be the best animation producer, Oda Shingo is very interested.

Compared with the unique Chinese comics market, the animation industry in Japan is more challenging and can be more developed in some aspects.

"Of course, it doesn't mean that I can sell books..." Oda Shingo smiled self-deprecatingly.

Starting from the bottom of the comics producer, he launched a series of jaw-dropping works, so that when animation producers mentioned the name of Oda Shingo, their hearts were filled with the despair of passers-by NPC facing the devil!

This parallel world's Oda Shingo will become the synonym of the big devil in the animation industry!

"I will be crowned king!"

Oda Shingo stuffed the rice ball into his mouth, chewed it hard and swallowed it, and then devoted himself to painting again.