Full-time cartoonist - #29 - Chapter 29 After winning the award

Monday morning in a supermarket.

A fair and handsome male high school student is watching “Weekly Shōnen Jump”.

“Sure enough, Toriyama Akira-sensei’s comics are still so touching! It’s great!”

“The results of the Tezuka Award should be out too, right?”

Turning to the announcement page, his eyes widened, “What! The selected work of a 17-year-old!”

“I only had great works last year!”

When he was 17 years old, under the pen name of Moon, Fire, Water, Wood, Metal and Earth, he submitted an article to the Tezuka Prize and won the title of “Excellent Work”.

That was the most proud moment of his life.

He is still working hard in the field of comics, and he even won the Hot Step Award some time ago.

However, these awards are only consolation prizes for newcomers, and they are still far from being serialized.

“The illustrations are good, the plot is excellent, and the reviews are all positive.” He looked through the pages in disbelief and murmured to himself, “My review last year was, “The plot is terrible, the comics don’t use perspective, and the characters are not clear.” All are bad reviews! “

He couldn’t believe it. They were both seventeen years old. Why was there such a big gap?

When I was 4 years old, I saw Osamu Tezuka’s comics and couldn’t put them down. At the age of 10, Akira Toriyama’s Dragon Ball was released to the public.

No matter what aspect of “Dragon Ball”, he likes it very much.

So my dream is to become a cartoonist, and I have been learning to draw cartoons privately.

“Mirai Tori Akino…” silently read the author’s name, “This guy is really annoying.”

He looked at the award and said: “When everyone was playing video games, I tried hard to restrain myself, and now it finally pays off. I will also work hard to be active in Jump magazine in the future.”

“Who is this guy mocking?” Moon, Fire, Water, Earth, Metal, and Wood said angrily, “Look, I will surpass you soon!”

…

During lunch break, Nishimura, Kitamoto and Yoshii were chatting together next to Hibiki Hibiki’s seat.

He suddenly felt like Kusuo Saiki and wanted to study during his lunch break and complete the involution to the end, but his friends were chatting around him and kept chattering away.

“Mirai Tori Akino is so awesome.” Nishimura looked at Jump and said in surprise: “He was actually selected, 1 million yen!”

“I was reading the news this morning, and I saw Tori Akino Mirai’s name,” Yoshii nodded, talking admiringly, “There was a press release written by a critic saying that Tori Akino Mirai would soon have the ability to serialize, maybe. Became the first high school student to be serialized on Jump.

He had seen the original manuscript of “Spirit of the Game” at the Tezuka Prize Banquet. It is claimed to be very mature and can be treated as a normal serial work. “

Nishimura sighed, “I really envy him, he is so talented.”

“You shouldn’t think like this.” Kitamoto said seriously: “He said that he has been drawing since he was a child and abandoned having fun. If we use the energy of playing games and eating rough snacks to draw comics, we should also…”

“Definitely not,” Nishimura interrupted.

“Why do you think it’s not possible?”

“Look at Higashino, he has been learning to draw since he was a child, and he works very hard,” Nishimura pouted and nudged Hibiki, “Do you think Higashino can be selected for the Tezuka Prize?”

Higashino Hibiki was reading “Young Runtu” with his Chinese textbook when he was suddenly affected.

I really want to tell him that I am Tori Akino Mirai.

But he had better endure it. If he revealed it, an accident might happen. This is why he had a pen name.

There are jealous people, or people who are self-righteous.

It will also be delayed in drawing comics.

It doesn’t matter when you go to university. Musashino Art University’s Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon shouldn’t regard itself as some rare celebrity.

He blinked and looked at Nishimura until he felt embarrassed and clasped his hands together to apologize: “I’m sorry Touya, I’m not talking about you, I just think there is a difference between normal people and geniuses.”

Higashino Hibiki shook his head. He saw Yuko Asahina getting up and walking towards him.

“Don’t ignore me, Dongye.” Nishimura continued to apologize.

Asahina Yuko held a bento and came to Higashino Hibiki’s table without changing her expression.

“Please give way.” She said calmly.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” Nishimura stood up subconsciously and stood aside. He had never spoken to Yuko Asahina, and he didn’t even recognize that it was Asahina’s voice.

Asahina walked directly in front of Hibiki Hibiki. When Hibiki Joji was confused, she put the bento in Hibiki’s hand.

“Come on, eat.”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Only when Nishimura’s long black hair swayed, he reacted.

“Higashi…Higashino! What’s going on with you and Asahina-san!”

Higashino Hibiki glanced at the bento strangely and was also confused.

“Yes? What’s going on?” he asked Nishimura.

“How do I know…” Nishimura sat down, looked at the bento, and then raised his eyes, “Higashino, you are so handsome, it is normal for Asahina-san to like you. Damn it! Why not me!”

Kitamoto patted his shoulder, silently comforting him.

“Higashiya, you can eat it.” Nishimura said generously, “Asahina-san’s happiness is up to you. If it’s Higashino, I think it’s okay.”

Higashino Hibiki felt even more stressed and looked into the eyes of the three people in front of him, staring straight at him. My originally hungry stomach suddenly lost my appetite.

There were other students in Class A of the 2nd grade, and Hibiki Higashi felt even more prickly in his back.

He picked up his lunch box and walked out, “I’ll go out to eat.”

When I waited at the door, I saw a person.

She is Akimiya Akemi.

There is no class until tomorrow, but today I came to school with my lunch box in hand.

Dongye Hibiki moved his nose and smelled the aroma of fried fish.

Suddenly I had a guess.

When Akimiya Akemi saw Hibiki Higashikata, she was smiling like a flower. Just looking at the lunch box in his hand, his smile turned cold.

“Miss Akimiya, is this my lunch?”

“Well,” Akimiya Akemi nodded, “you gave me the precious Tezuka trophy, so thank you for the fried fish. It’s a pity that you already have a bento.”

“I’ve been using my brain so much lately that I can eat even if my appetite increases.”

“Look at you eating like a pig!”

The two of them walked towards the school lawn.

Under a big tree, Dong Yexiang stopped. He sat on the ground and opened his lunch box and lunch.

Steaming fried fish and cold rice and sausage egg rolls.

There was a sign of seaweed in the center of the rice. When Hibiki tried to put the lid back on, it was too late.

He raised his head anxiously and finally understood what Leng Yanshuang meant.

“That’s awesome, Higashino-kun, you already have an admirer.”

Even an idiot would be sarcastic and jealous.

“This is Yuko Asahina’s lunch box,” Hibiki Higashino shook his head, “There’s something strange about that child, and I don’t know what it is.”

“It’s definitely not love.”

Hibiki Higashikata was very judgmental on this point, “Maybe she misunderstood something.”

“Asahina Yuko?” Akimiya Akemi nodded, “Wait! What does this have to do with me?”

She was stunned and her brain couldn’t react.