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

Chapter 150 Preliminary Results of Popularity Voting
"No, Namikaze Yukaku, come and save me first!" Oda Shingo found that this girl was standing at the door motionless, and seemed to be hesitating to come over.

Do you want to see a good show? Oda Shingo seriously doubted it.

"Namikaze Yukaku, come and help me hold down Teacher Oda!" Fujido Kaoshi was still preparing to flip Oda Shingo over.

"Don't listen to her!"

Fortunately, Fujido Kaoru saw that there were others around, so she stopped forcing her force, and Oda Shingo avoided the tragic fate of a rising star.

"So it's a green onion?" Mainly because the green onion was long enough for people to see, Namikaze Yuzuru didn't bother with Fujido Kaoru.

"Have you ever inserted green onions into your mouth when you have a cold? Don't you think it's horrible?!" Oda Shingo shouted with a rare strength.

"I have a cold but I haven't had a fever." Namikaze Youhe said seriously.

Fujido Kaoru tilted her head and thought for a moment: "I've never caught a cold."

"Only fools don't catch colds!" Oda Shingo condemned.

However, Namikaze Youzuru corrected him seriously: "What this sentence actually means is that a fool can't realize that he has a cold."

"It seems so. My father has been taking care of me since I was very young." Fujido Kaoru touched his head and smiled awkwardly.

"What are you laughing at?" Oda Shingo refused to obey, and then angrily told them to stop, saying angrily: "Can't you use some serious, scientific methods to reduce fever?!"

Namikaze Youhe sat up beside the bed: "Yes. My mother taught me."

Fujido Kacheng also sat up straight beside the bed: "My father taught me that, too."

"Speak seriously and scientifically, one by one."

Namikaze Yukaku: "My mother said that telling ghost stories when you have a fever is the best way to reduce the fever."

"...Toudou Kaoru, you say."

"Dad said that the best way to reduce fever is to find an ancient well, draw buckets of cold water, pour them over your body, and perform the ritual of water scale separation!"

"... Did you know that it's easy to handle funeral affairs?!" Oda Shingo was too tired to complain.

Why are the two girls around me so weird?

But if you think about it, it seems reasonable that they can be recommended as teammates by the system.

Girls who are not obsessed with money and willing to start a comic book business with a poor dropout student are definitely rare and precious in society. Their education since childhood must be different from that of ordinary people. If it were the same, they would be mediocre.

What else can I choose from a girl like this?

After Oda Nobuo thought about this, he immediately felt relieved.

"Thank you for your concern about my condition. You even went out of your way to find something to help me." Oda Shingo said softly, "Then please help me make something to eat. I personally think that food therapy is more reliable."

The two girls were a little surprised by his sudden change of attitude, but they were very happy to hear it. They agreed and ran downstairs.

Oda Shingo lay down again.

Jingle Bell.

The phone rang.

It turned out to be Mrs. Yukino calling.

[Are you in the studio this afternoon? I'm here to give you some prize figures as rewards.] Her voice was quite pleasant over the phone, and Oda Shingo felt as if his whole body was a lot more relaxed at that moment.

[Good sales performance?] Oda Shingo guessed the reason.

Mrs. Yukino was quite satisfied: [It was sold out in one week.]
Oda Shingo was quite satisfied: he could settle the commission in time, and he liked doing business with a trustworthy person like the landlord's wife.]
[Your voice doesn't sound right.] Mrs. Yukino was puzzled.

[It's just a minor problem, just a cold.]
[You are short of breath, and it may be more serious than you said. See you later.] Mrs. Yukino hung up the phone.

Ah, will Mrs. Yukino come to see the doctor? Oda Shingo touched his nose.

This time the cold progressed very quickly and I even developed a nasal sound, which was noticeable.

It was indeed very uncomfortable. Not only did Oda Nobuo feel weak, but he also felt sore muscles all over his body, especially his vestibule, which felt like a boiling pot, buzzing non-stop.

"I bought an armpit thermometer." Namikaze Youhe's voice suddenly sounded.

"Wow!" Oda Shingo was startled again, "When did you come back?"

Namikaze Yuzuru said in a bad tone: "It started from the moment you put down the phone call from the landlady, with the corners of your mouth grinning like an idiot." Oda Shingo: "..."

Am I smiling foolishly? He touched the corner of his mouth subconsciously.

Namikaze Youhe said calmly: "I was just saying it casually, but you actually touched the corner of your mouth without being sure. So it doesn't matter whether you smile or not, it's equivalent to smiling."

She looked at the instructions, grabbed Oda Shingo's arm, lifted it, and then put the armpit thermometer in.

That powerful force was like stabbing him with a knife...

Fortunately, the thermometer is not broken.

"By the way, where is Fujido Kaoru?" Oda Shingo, who was playing dumb, looked around quickly and took a look at the room, considering whether it needed to be cleaned up.

Since the room was kept clean on weekdays, it looked very tidy. It was also because Namikaze Yuzuru cleaned and looked after it on weekdays.

After feeling that he would not be embarrassed, Oda Nobuo closed his eyes and rested.

"She went out to buy ingredients to reduce fever."

“…”Oda Shingo doubted whether Fujido Kaoru could buy the right ingredients.

Namikaze Youhe sat quietly beside the bed and looked at him.

After a while, he took out the thermometer and looked at it for a while, then checked the instructions before saying with certainty, "It's 39 degrees. You need to wipe it down physically. I checked it online and know how to do it."

Namikaze Youhe stood up and came back with a basin of warm water and a towel.

Oda Shingo was a little confused.

Japanese style cooling, very unaccustomed.

It’s better to use the Mengda quilt in my hometown to cool down, at least it won’t be so embarrassing.

However, if I were to be served by a beauty like Namikaze Yuzuru, it would seem...
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Qun Ying She Building.

The office of this magazine department is in the basement.

“Now get ready to start ranking.”

The old editor stood in front of a display screen, waiting for approval.

On the screen, all the comics serialized in the latest issue of "Jump" are listed vertically.

Hayato Hyakki, who was nominally suspended from his post, sat at the table with his chin resting on his hand, looking at the statistics with a dozen editors.

Other public activities had to be kept secret due to his suspension, but for this kind of internal vote counting, which involved gambling, he had to be present.

"Start ranking." Hayato Hyakki ordered.

Popularity rankings are based on readers' favorite comics according to their voting cards.

Voting cards are usually in the form of postcards, usually attached to books. Many magazine societies work with the post office to prepay the postage for readers to post.

In the past, popularity votes were counted by handwriting on a blackboard. When a young editor read out a name, the senior editor would add one to the vote.

With the progress of electronicization, the old-fashioned manual counting of votes is too time-consuming. There are new automatic ballot reading machines that can read the information of the voting card according to the format.

Some tickets that cannot be identified are counted manually, but they only account for a small portion.

"The machine-readable vote count for our magazine's voting cards is out." The young editor began clicking, allowing the preliminary data to appear on the screen one by one.

[Notouch, 7537 votes; Goddess Sword, 5388 votes; Girl Killer, 2741 votes; Beautiful Face, 6134 votes…]
Currently, only the data of voting cards are counted. Readers who subscribe to "Jump" online also have the right to vote, but the number of voters in the past was too small to have much impact on the ranking.

When the data reached "Parasyte", the young editor showed a surprised expression.

The value is quickly displayed on the screen.

[Parasyte: 2215 votes.]
Hyakki Hayato had a smug smile on his face.

Oda Shingo, you don't know the popularity inertia of physical publications, just wait for your big loss!

Don't forget to vote at the beginning of the month! In addition, thanks to readers for the tips last month: Shenban 1500 coins, Laobanweiwu, QuestionMask, Qidiandushu, 41m, Xiguameimoyin, Kongkongkongkongwan 500 coins, Xiguameimoyin 100 coins, Gongzixiaobai 2 coins, Gaohai 4 coins, thank you all.

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