Full-time cartoonist - #27 - Chapter 27 Agreement and Awarding

Yamamura Shoudao looked at “The Soul of Chess”.

Torajiro, who was close to a professional level, met Fujiwara Sawei, and he believed that this was guidance from the gods.

He has been learning Go since he was three years old. He loves Go and gives up himself and chooses to exist for Fujiwara Sawei.

Zuo Wei, who has been pursuing the hand of God, did not notice this.

A thousand years passed, and he waited for a full thousand years before someone could see his soul.

Like a flash flood, he poured out his devotion to Go.

The career was in full swing until one day when Torajiro was thirty-four years old, everything came to an abrupt end.

When Torajiro was playing chess, a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the chessboard was covered in blood.

He was seriously ill and dying.

I could no longer play chess for Fujiwara Sawei, and passed away with sadness and apology.

In the end, only Fujiwara Sawei was left as a lonely soul, waiting for the next meeting with the destined person.

“You haven’t accomplished anything, haven’t you?” Yamamura Morimichi shed tears. “Did God allow Zuo to exist in the world? Is there some mission for him? Torajiro, you haven’t accomplished anything!”

“Until the last moment, Torajiro was still pregnant with Fujiwara Sawei…why?”

It was the first time for Higashino Hibiki to see such an emotional person, and he burst into tears in the noisy venue.

He used to also like “The Soul of Chess”, but it only made his eyes wet when Zuo Wei disappeared at the end of the comic.

“Oh,” with a sigh, Higashikata walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and handed him a tissue, “wipe your tears, and pay attention that everyone is looking at you.”

Yamamura Shoudao raised his head and looked at the strange looks from the people nearby. He said indifferently: “Why? Why do you care about other people’s opinions? I just do what I want to do.”

As he said this, he stood up straight and wiped away his tears.

“Don’t think that if you please me, I will agree to be your partner. I have already found the experienced teacher Arai.”

“I don’t want to draw your “The Sun Murder Incident” at all.” Hibiki Higashino shook his head. He looked at “The Soul of the Game” and said frankly: “This story is more interesting.”

“I admit that “Spirit of the Game” is very interesting, and has the beauty of the beauty of cherry blossoms. Whether it is Fujiwara Sawei who committed suicide by throwing himself into a lake, or Torajiro who died of a serious illness. They all withered at the most beautiful moment.” Yamamura Morimichi’s eyes turned red again. .

“This comic is much better than your “War between Gods and Humans”, just like the bright moon is more fluorescent than the rotten grass. I am also a comic artist, so you should learn more from other people’s narratives.”

Hibiki looked at him strangely. The one who writes mystery novels is not as smart as Yuko Asahina.

“Yamancun, you really can’t speak.”

“I’ve always been like this.” He said proudly, crossing his chest.

Higashikata was too lazy to communicate with him, “You said you would bear the thorns to apologize, so please prepare the thorns.”

“I remembered this! I came to the banquet because I have something to talk to you about.”

“Are you here to apologize?”

“How could I apologize to the common people?” Yamamura Morimichi shook his head in a matter-of-fact manner. He scratched his head and said distressedly: “What I want to say is that we didn’t agree on a time last time. What if you serialize it decades later? “

Hibiya Hibiki looked at him helplessly. How much did he despise the original owner’s work? It will be decades later.

But seeing how serious he is, he should keep his promise, right? It must have looked great then.

“Then make an agreement for two and a half years. If I can’t serialize it within two and a half years, I will admit that I am a mediocre person and not suitable for drawing comics. But if I can serialize it within two and a half years,” Hibiki Higashino looked down at him, this proud man The bastard has long been impatient.

“Please sit down and bear the thorns to apologize, Yamamura-san.”

“Two and a half years? Such a short time?” Yamamura Shoudao was surprised, “But it doesn’t matter, let’s do it like this.”

He held out his little finger and said, “Come on.”

Hibiki Higashi was confused, “What?”

“Pull the hook!”

“……Fine.”

Dongye Xiang stretched out his little finger and hooked it with him.

“Hang yourself on a hook and don’t change for a hundred years. You must keep your word!”

After the agreement, a man with an afro like Torishima Kazuhiko came over. He was Mr. Arai, and he had been drawing comics for more than ten years.

Although there has never been a hit product, experience is the cornerstone of Jump.

With such people to complete the cooperation with “Literary Spring and Autumn”, the editorial department feels more at ease.

Yamamura seemed very satisfied, after all, he was the one who proved himself.

After Yamamura Morido left, Higashino Hibiki looked at the lively crowd, but there was no place for himself.

Toriyama Akira was surrounded by a group of people, spittle flying everywhere.

Torishima Kazuhiko is also communicating with Bandai staff.

Sasaki is still working.

They don’t have any free time at all.

After Hibiya Hibiki was ignored and felt strange, he returned to his original place and read other comics.

When the time came, the staff gathered everyone in the center of the venue, and Nobuhiko Horie stepped onto the stage.

“Welcome everyone, this Tezuka Prize banquet will be hosted by me, Nobuhiko Horie.”

Applause echoed throughout the empty hall.

“Since its inception in 1971, the influence of the Tezuka Prize has grown more and more, and the number of people who love comics continues to grow. This is really an encouraging achievement! “

Dong Yexiang looked at the people on the stage with high spirits and beaming.

Controlling the number one comic magazine in the country is indeed an extraordinary achievement.

“As the number of manga submissions increases, our requirements for works also increase. Since 1988, there have been no works selected for the “Tezuka Prize”. It is really a pity.”

“But this time, very good work came out.

All the teachers who were reviewers gave it great recognition.

Teacher Akira Toriyama, the author of “Dragon Ball”, said that the author entered the room and saw that he was being taught by an expert.

The author of “Iron Fist vs. Steel Fist”, Mr. Morita Shinho, believes that the style of this work is mature and the plot is exciting.

…”

Dong Yexiang’s head was buzzing and he couldn’t hear what he said next.

He means? Can “Soul of Chess” be selected?

Looking around blankly, Toriyama Akira was leisurely and contented, giving him a thumbs up;

Yamamura Morido nodded in approval;

Akimiya Akemi’s face was red, and she looked at herself in disbelief, her eyes almost burning Hibiki Higashikata;

Sasaki is at work.

“The ‘Tezuka Awards’ has discovered another genius, and this is our unanimous recognition. “

Higashino Hibiki looked at him expectantly, say that name, and give me one million quickly.

“Ahem, it’s almost time, let’s officially start.

The style of the “Tezuka Award” starts with the masterpieces, and there are four in total.

Shang Hui, the work is “ARTIST”.

Koji Yamayama…”

He’s showing off again…

Dong Yexiang waited quietly, and he heard his heart beating violently.