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

Chapter 129: The training of painting skills begins!
Oda Shingo didn't know that the phones at the book and magazine distribution stations of Qun-Ei-Sha and Springfield Books were all flooded with calls!
"Do you still have One Punch Man? 500 copies, no, 1000 copies!"

"If you don't bring me One Punch Man tomorrow morning, our decades-long friendship will fade!"

"It's not that I won't let you go, it's my readers who are blocking the door! Many people are willing to pay first and get the book later!"

"I don't care, I don't care. If you don't give me a few hundred copies of One Punch Man, I will tell your wife that you like to read cuckoldry books!"

All kinds of threats and inducements made the delivery staff at the transfer station extremely anxious.

Especially those from Qun Ying Society, they were the most panicked because there was no stock!
Springfield Books only delivered about 3 sets, and they did not consider the bookstores under the jurisdiction of Qun Ying She as the main force. In addition, they also informed in advance that the copies would be delivered later.

The result? One Punch Man was a huge hit!

One by one, comic fans waved banknotes to support new cartoonists, shouted to resist the corruption of comics by capital, and held up banners demanding an apology from Minister Hayato Hyakki.

[We are here today for three things! ]
[Support new cartoonists to create freely! ]
[Let the capital that only knows how to make money die! ]
[Return the purity and beauty of our comics!]
The powerful online public opinion just happened to bring out the emotions that comic fans had suppressed for many years.

Oda Shingo became a typical oppressed Showa-style author. It was the garbage from comic magazines like Hyakki Hayato who delayed the development of comics, strangled the buds of innovation, and made the entire comics market a mess!

The consequences of the decadent and declining comics market over the years have all been borne by Hayato Hyakki.

Before Saburo Mikami called Oda Shingo, he had already found out all the details.

Now he exclaimed on the phone: [Oda-kun, I can't figure out how to break the situation no matter how hard I try, but I didn't expect you have already arranged it.]
[This counterattack is so beautiful!

[By the way, the report in the Daily News... Never mind, I won't talk about it. I guess you lost all the money you paid for the movie theater's compensation? Fortunately, this is the truth, otherwise your compensation wouldn't be enough to be published. But it's worth it!]
"Hehe." Oda Shingo did not explain much.

You don't know that I'm clinging to a rich woman, do you? I thought I paid to be in the newspaper.

After hanging up the phone, Oda Shingo, Namikaze Yuzuru, and Fujido Kaoru continued to eat ramen.

"Ah! I feel so happy, it smells so good!" Fujido Xiangcheng added the carrier oil to the noodle soup, stirred it with a big wooden spoon, looked at the yellow halo floating on the blanched soup, then scooped up a spoonful and took a sip.

"..." Namikaze Yuzuru was looking at her over Oda Shingo, his mouth almost grinning.

Namikaze Youhe did as he was told but found it extremely greasy.

"It's already very good to be able to eat two pieces of pork bone meat." Oda Shingo said with a smile.

"Is that so?" Namikaze Youhe blushed, feeling that there was something else behind his words.

Does this mean that my current size is already very good?

Thinking of this, she picked up the pork bone meat and took a bite. She no longer felt it was greasy.

"You stayed with me all afternoon today and didn't eat anything at night. You've worked so hard." While eating noodles, Oda Shingo kept adding some toppings to them, "Eat more, eat more. The toppings in this restaurant are very good and the taste is very tender and smooth."

Eh? He said the size was good and the taste was great... A lot of random thoughts were popping up in Namikaze Yuzuru's mind.

While she was daydreaming, Oda Shingo suddenly remembered something and said seriously, "By the way, after we have accumulated 200 chapters of One Punch Man, I will go back to school to resume my studies. However, I will be in a lower grade than before."

Fujido Kaoru raised her face that was almost immersed in the bowl and said, "Hey? Teacher Oda, do you want to go back to school?"

"Really?" Namikaze Youhe was very happy. Was he going to be in the same grade as her?

"I don't really care about graduation credits. I just want to hone my drawing skills, so I won't take academic subjects," Oda Shingo explained. "Once I become famous enough with my comics, Tokyo University of the Arts won't care about my credits at all."

Namikaze Youhe thought about it and saw it in the school history exhibition hall: "It seems that there will be such honorary graduates."

Fujido Kaoki frowned and said nothing, then picked up her phone and started looking at the admission requirements of Tokyo University of the Arts. As she read, her frown relaxed.

Very promising!

After eating the noodles, the three of them went home.

Namikaze Youzuru returned to his small rented dormitory, his mind full of size. 30B+, he should think it's okay, right?

When Fujido Kaoru returned to the dojo, she saw her father sitting there, still awake.

"Hey? Dad?"

The head of Fujido, with his bald head glaring under the lamp, stroked his beard and shouted in dissatisfaction: "...Kaoki! Why did you come back so early?!"

"Isn't this a normal time?"

"If it's Oda Shingo, I'll allow you to come back at dawn!"

Fujido Kao: “…”

"Xiang Cheng, he's perfect for the job! He's publishing a single volume at such a young age, so he can earn money to support his family. In the future, he can open his comic studio in the dojo to save money. You just need to give birth to the baby, and I'll take care of it after it's born!"

Fujido Kaoru rolled her eyes, ignored him and went to wash up and go to bed.

"That guy has pretty standard looks, but he's not the kind of guy who's too handsome to seduce women. You think he's a little handsome, right?!"

"That young man is kind, he will definitely agree to let the child have the surname Fujido!"

"He also knows Bajiquan, and is quite good at it. He will definitely have excellent genes and give birth to an excellent next successor of the Fujitang style for the Fujitang family!"

Fujido Kasumi was in the bathroom and could hear her father's shouting through the door, but she didn't take it seriously at all: "Humph, that guy, can he know Bajiquan? I don't believe it."

the next day.

Although it was a rest Sunday, Qun Ying Sha still released an official announcement that [Hayaki Hayato is suspended].

I didn’t say anything else, just that the specific situation is under investigation.

This is clearly a temporary protection attitude, dealing with it indifferently after the noise of the matter has died down. The Internet has amnesia, and when time dilutes everything, it will return to its original state.

When Saburo Mikami learned of the company's decision, he first sighed, but soon frowned.

"Oh no! It seems that the old president's position is in jeopardy..."

Such a decision naturally requires the approval of the old president.

The old president, who is incompatible with the vice-president, actually approved the weakening decision of Hayato Hyakki's disposal instead of taking advantage of the situation. This means too much.

But Oda Shingo didn't care about these.

The next day, after thanking his landlord, Mrs. Yukino Shinfuyu, he started to get busy with one thing: returning to school to strengthen his art studies.

But the capable female assistant Fujido Kaoru sent him a link to a new comment from a big V blogger:

"The manga is flashy and the content is empty. On the level of the newcomer nominee Oda Shingo"

(End of this chapter)