[Comprehensive] I really have a problem with my daily life

"Ms. Iori's plotting skills are superb!"

"Well... I have been studying hard..."

"The battle footage looks super cool! It's so fluid!"

"Because I like movies... There are storyboards for research and reference movies, and I pull out my favorite battle scenes..."

"Ah, and! The atmosphere rendering of the background is also top-notch!"

"..." My crying stopped, and I looked at my new wife Eiji with ashes on my face, "My new wife teacher... Is my only advantage left in drawing manga..."

Suddenly I feel so sad...

"No, it's just that as your old enemy, I naturally pay attention to your strengths first." The new wife Eiji suddenly hugged the back of the chair with both hands, and moved her head closer, with a very serious expression, "Well... If you want to praise In other words, Iori-sensei is the cutest girl I've ever seen!"

"...Hey?" This, this is really blowing up to the sky, although I said that I want to blow up to the sky, but this has really passed... I covered my face with my hands in shame, and lowered my head deeply, "I was wrong, New wife teacher, it’s alright, I’m almost recovering emotionally.”

"Hey——I just thought of a very good compliment!"

I immediately raised my head when I heard the words, with a calm face: "What is it? Please tell me, I can still bear it."

"I just found out, Iori-sensei, your eyes are my favorite kind of orange!"

"..." I felt it and nodded, "Well, I feel much more comfortable in my heart, thank you, teacher Xinwife."

"...Hey? That's it?!" Fukuda was stunned, "Wait, wait a minute! Is there anything special about what the new wife said just now?!"

"Because there is a 'favorite'." I looked at Futian innocently, "Mr. Futian, for girls, this sense of specialness is very important."

"I see..." Fukuda murmured thoughtfully.

I looked at him with inclusive eyes, the other party was silent for a moment, and said with a pretentious expression: "I know about this kind of thing."

"Hmm." I nodded affectionately, looked away, looked at my manuscript, turned the quill in my hand, and pointed to one of the fourth chapters, "Do you all think that the fourth chapter is not powerful enough? "

I re-read my manuscript myself, and realized the problem: "Is it... because I want to bury too many foreshadowings and the rhythm is affected?"

"That's right, although you have a good idea of ​​the follow-up plot, it's impossible for readers to feel this." When Fukuda talked about the comics, he changed his previous disheveled appearance and said clearly, "If it is a necessary plot, you should consider how to draw it. Have fun!"

"Hmm..." I tilted my head and thought about it, then looked at my new wife, "Mr. New Wife, the ranking of JUMP is so intense that every chapter must be very attractive?"

"Huh? Is this necessary?" Eiji asked his new wife, "Isn't drawing manga all about making every chapter as interesting as possible?"

Fukuda replied in a more official way, saying something substantive: "For JUMP, although the ranking is indeed very important, it will not cut the work in half just because the ranking drops once. Basically, the ranking drops four or five times in a row. If it’s cut in half and doesn’t improve, the editor will discuss the ending with you.”

"It's like this..." I smiled and put away the manuscript, "Then there's nothing wrong with what I said?"

"First of all, I am confident that the ranking of VIBES will not drop to the bottom ten even if it is the fourth episode. Foreshadowing is an essential part. And because it is the daily life of familiar characters and new maps, even if readers feel a little bored, they will not say that they can’t stand it. I am confident that the popularity of the fifth chapter of Wangcheng Chapter will be a new level. ! And it is full of foreshadowing, which is also very beneficial when publishing a single book. This episode will definitely have the highest replay rate in the future." After I finished my thoughts, I found that two people were staring at me. He shrank back a little, "Uh... did I say something wrong? The idea is too naive?"

"No." The new wife Eiji shook her head, gave me a thumbs up, and praised, "Ms. Iori's idea is great! I'm already looking forward to the fifth chapter!"

"I agree with my new wife this time..." Fukuda smiled and sighed, "Are all high school students so powerful now... But you are too mean-spirited, right? You obviously already have your own ideas and didn't say it earlier , come and ask us."

"Because I'm still a little worried." After getting the affirmation, I felt relieved and smiled, but I noticed another problem, "The current high school students... Fukuda, do you know other high school cartoonists? Are they also from JUMP? ?”

"Well, yes...but maybe the new wife is more familiar than me? The duo of Ashiroki Yumeha. Speaking of which, they are still in the first year of high school like you, Iori-sensei."

"Yacheng Mu Mengye...ah! Is it the group that painted "This World Relies on Money and Wisdom"?" I was surprised, "I didn't notice it before... so they are also high school students! The concept of that work is great ,I love so much!"

"Me too!" My new wife Eiji said loudly, "Ms. Ashiroki is the opponent I am looking forward to!"

"...What? I thought your old enemy was me?" I looked unwilling and condemned, "Mr. Xinwife, you are doing something wrong. This is an act of stepping on two boats."

"Huh? Is it that serious?" The face of the new wife Eiji also became serious, "But Iori-sensei is an old enemy, and Ashiroki-sensei is an opponent."

"Is there a difference?"

"Yes. Iori-sensei is an old enemy who is equal to me now and I need to learn, and Ashiroki-sensei is an opponent who may surpass me in the future."

"..." Yes, you think highly of me!For a moment, I felt flattered and didn't want to worry about other issues!

"Teacher new wife, my condition has recovered, so don't continue to praise me..."

"No, I'm stating the facts."

Listening to the other party's words, I couldn't help but cover my heart: "Mr. New Wife, I decided to raise your profile to that of a best friend—"

"Really? I feel like I have to keep working hard—"

Thanks to the help of these two colleagues next door, the great sense of loss and regret that had surrounded me before dissipated a lot. After my new wife continued to paint and I revised a few details with the help of Futian, I returned to my own. studio.

It was already past two o'clock in the morning, and because of crying a few times, I fell asleep almost as soon as I touched the pillow.

Then, the next day, I experienced the pain after staying up late + crying.

My eyes are swollen...

But today, editor Kurosawa is going to send me a sample of the second volume of the booklet... ah--it's impossible to see people like this!

I applied a hot towel for a while, but it didn't work, so I took out my sunglasses and put them on.At first, I just thought it was a bit strange, but when my four assistants from the Disciplinary Corps arrived, the whole scene became very strange.

"Miss Iori, this is..." the blackened assistant hesitated to speak, "Will you go to the Chairman later?"

"..." So you also think that your chairman has the feeling of being a gangster, right?I adjusted my sunglasses, and said calmly, with a hoarse voice, "No, I lost my love yesterday and my eyes are swollen from crying, just cover them up."

"...I'm sorry!" The assistant sat back with a look of remorse, and the four of them shook their bodies together, bowing their heads and drawing more vigorously, more seriously, and with more serious expressions.

When Editor Kurosawa arrived in the afternoon, he was still taken aback: "Mr. Iori, you are..."

"My eyes are swollen from crying because of a broken relationship, so don't ask me about the rest." I calmly waved my hand, "Where's the second booklet?"

"Here, here!" Editor Kurosawa bowed, handed over the pamphlet with both hands, carefully glanced at me from the corner of the eye, and hesitated, "Mr. Iori... are you alright?"

"It's all right now." I looked at the cover of the pamphlet and felt a little more comfortable. "This time the color matching is printed without any color difference. It looks really good."

"Yes!" Kurosawa Shin couldn't help smiling when talking about this, as if wanting to tell me a little secret, she quietly came over and asked, "Mr. Iori, do you know how many copies are printed this time? "

"Huh? It was [-] last time...but it was reprinted a few times later, and I remember that the final sales volume was more than [-]?" There was a subsequent reprint, but I didn't calculate it carefully, "Could it be [-] this time? "

"No! This time the editorial department won the first print of 20 yuan for you!" Editor Kurosawa said excitedly, his voice suddenly became louder, "And the deputy editor said that next month's front page is yours !"

"Hey? Really?" In this way, the income is 800 million yuan...

"Iori-sensei, is this your goal declaration?" Editor Kurosawa pointed to the extra plaque, "The goal is getting closer and closer!"

"...Well." When I thought of the original intention of this goal, I felt a little depressed again, but adhering to the principle of not affecting my work, I took a deep breath and tried my best to cheer up, "Ah Xin, I can discuss it with you. something?"

"Huh? What?" Editor Kurosawa seemed to realize what I said when I entered the door, and suddenly became cautious again, "You can tell me anything."

"Hmm..." I pulled him over to the sofa, hesitated, and asked, "Can I... can I submit my new work to JUMP?"

Before, I thought about whether I should cut it first and play it later, but... Although there is nothing wrong with this, it is not very kind. I still like everyone in VIBES, and I also trust Ah Xin...

Kurosawa Shin didn't answer me right away, but after seriously asking about my thoughts and recording them, he said that he would discuss it with the deputy editor when he went back.

And before leaving, she patted me on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Mr. Iori, come on!"

As she spoke, she clenched her fist and waved it, nodding solemnly.

Infected by her emotions, I also nodded: "Well, I will definitely!"

On this day, under the persuasion of my assistant, I finished work early and went home.

On the way home, I passed Aigaku. It was a Saturday, probably because there was practice, and I saw Ryoma and everyone in the Aigaku tennis club.

Carrying a messenger bag, I waved to everyone from a distance and said hello: "Hey—everyone—"

"Ah, this is not the manager of Lihai University..."

"Idiot! Have you forgotten? He is now a student of Ice Emperor!"

"I remember Echizen's neighbor?"

I walked over slowly and looked at Ryoma: "Ryoma, do you want to go home? Together?"

"Huh? Yes." Ryoma looked at me, "Sister, are you back from the studio?"

I nodded: "Well, go home early today."

"Go home together?" Takeshi Momoshiro showed a gossip look on his face, he stepped forward and hooked Ryoma's neck, his eyebrows beaming, "Isn't it your girlfriend?"

Ryoma frowned: "No..."

"No." I waved my hand blankly, "I'm Ryoma's brother's girlfriend."

After I finished speaking, the scene fell into a moment of silence.

I continued calmly: "Ah... I made a mistake, it's my ex-girlfriend."

This time, the scene was dead silent.

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