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

Chapter 441: It’s Time to Learn Chinese Poetry

Oda Shingo's behavior towards Fujido Kaoru is understandable.

Japanese women value femininity, which mainly refers to their ability to play to their strengths as women, such as gentleness, beauty, elegance, and meticulousness, so as to gain the favor of those around them and achieve their own success.

Therefore, you will rarely see women eating on the streets of Japan, because it will affect their image.

Even in some crowded restaurants, it is difficult to see Japanese women, such as street vendors, Yoshinoya or Sukiya, especially KFC and McDonald's, where you need to open your mouth wide to eat.

However, Oda Shingo doubts that Fujido Kaoru doesn't mind this.

It’s just that when it comes to attracting men, this girl is doing the right thing by using her strength.

Oda Nobuo was certain that he was the only man who could hold on; any other man would have been seduced away long ago.

"Work honestly and don't disturb Nobuo." It was still Namikaze Yukaku who fully demonstrated the characteristics of the first mother and pushed Fujido Kaoru back to her work chair like a lady.

At the same time, she took a binder clip and snapped it around the collar of Fujido Kaoru's shirt.

Then Namikaze Yuzuru returned to Oda Shingo and whispered, "Can't you show us what you are drawing?"

"I'll show you, but not now." Oda Shingo smiled.

Namikaze Youhe also smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

What Oda Shingo is drawing is indeed a new comic, and it is targeted at girls' preferences.

But this requires a surprise, and it must be drawn by oneself alone. Only works without their cooperation can be considered comics for girls.

Oda Shingo checked his painting skills and found that they had improved to over 80.

This is an amazing improvement in less than a year. It is also the result of high-intensity and high-frequency painting. Of course, more importantly, it is the learning bonus effect given by the system.

It's just that drawing comics by yourself is indeed a lot slower. But the first few drawings should be drawn by yourself, this is the attitude of giving something to others.

As for the later part, of course I drew it together with the girl, which was similar to the combination of male and female characters in the game.

He deliberately covered up the content of the new comic, and even took the comic manuscript back to his bedroom after a break.

Fujido Kaoru had the urge to peek, but Namikaze Youhe glared at her, and she gave up in disappointment.

When Mrs. Yukino left at night, she asked Oda Shingo quietly, "Is this a painting for me?"

"If I want to draw a comic that you'd be interested in, I need more time and careful consideration." Oda Shingo politely said no.

Mrs. Yukino didn't seem angry. She just smiled and told a short story:
"During the Warring States Period, a daimyo's son promised a fox fairy that he would tell her the funniest joke in the world during the New Year."

"Oh?"

Mrs. Yukino smoothed her hair and smiled charmingly, "But the daimyo's son didn't come up with the funniest joke until the New Year."

"Then what's the result?"

"I don't know. I just know that the fox fairy ate too much after the New Year."

"..."

Was this a blatant threat? Oda Shingo naturally didn't believe that Mrs. Yukino would do anything to him, but the implication was very clear.

He pondered for a long time.

How can I find the comics that Mrs. Yukino likes? He tried to ask, but Mrs. Yukino didn't answer.

By the way, she had a great fondness for Chinese poetry. Oda Shingo recalled that he had previously demonstrated his mastery of Chinese characters, and she was also very familiar with them.

So, Oda Shingo began to write a stack of poems for Mrs. Yukino.

He was so cunning, trying to find out which poem she was interested in.

[Kill one person in ten steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles]

[When the golden wind and jade dew meet, it is better than countless things in the world]

[If love lasts forever, why should we be together day and night?]

[If you are born a man, you must kill people, and do not let a man’s body contain a woman’s heart]

He wrote a thick stack of poems. "Mrs. Yukino, I've been feeling very poetic lately. Please feel free to give me some advice." Oda Shingo offered with a shy face.

Mrs. Yukino was quite surprised.

"Are these all Chinese poems?" Fujido Kaoru immediately jumped out to protest, "Hey, hey, hey? Why are they given to Mrs. Yukino? Don't we have any?"

"This is a thank you note to our sponsors," Oda Shingo explained cheekily, "and do you understand it?"

"My Chinese is indeed not very good, but that doesn't stop you from giving it to me!" Fujido Kaoru puffed out her chest and said loudly.

Bang—the binder clip was blown away by her broad chest and hit Oda Shingo's forehead directly.

Oda Shingo covered his forehead and returned to his work desk and wrote her a Chinese letter.

"That's pretty much it."

Namikaze Yuzuru stood beside Oda Shingo without saying anything.

Oda Shingo looked at her.

Namikaze Youhe still didn't say anything, but looked at him with a smile on his face.

Oda Shingo picked up his pen and wrote.

Namikaze Youzuru looked on with a smile on his face.

Oda Shingo wrote "Rainy Bells: The Cicadas Are Sad", [The cicadas are sad, facing the long pavilion in the evening, the sudden rain has just stopped. I have no mood to drink in the tent in the capital...]

Yuko Mikami also wanted to come up and ask for it, but she didn't have the courage to do so.

Fujido Kaoru's academic performance was not good. She took out her mobile phone and compared it with Oda Shingo's handwriting, translating it with great effort.

"The king asked me to patrol the mountains. I went around the human world, beating my drums and banging my gongs..."

Fujido Kaoru looked at it for a long time but didn't understand it: "Shingo, is this Chinese poetry you wrote?"

Oda Nobuo was just happy and didn't explain.

Namikaze Youhe took his own copy with satisfaction and went to the side to slowly look for the translation.

Mrs. Yukino was holding a stack of papers, looking at them with some fascination.

After a long while, she raised her head and stared at Oda Shingo carefully for a long time: "Did you write all this?"

"I didn't pay attention in class at school. Besides drawing, I just wanted to write some poems to trick girls." Oda Shingo made up an excuse, "Which one do you like best?"

Mrs. Yukino carefully considered the papers for a while before taking one out solemnly: "If love lasts forever, it doesn't matter if we are together day and night."

Oda Nobuo had an idea in his mind.

He had already vaguely thought of a work, but the preparation for drawing this work was more difficult than the new comic he was currently drawing, and it would inevitably take longer.

But the uneasy feeling in my heart had mostly disappeared, as the thing I promised Mrs. Yukino had finally been settled.

"I am such a genius." Oda Shingo returned to his seat proudly and muttered to himself.

"Yes, it is true..." Mrs. Yukino agreed with sincere admiration without taking her eyes off the poetry.

The studio briefly regained peace.

Compared to the period of confrontation with Rumiko Kurokawa, everything is calm.

It’s almost the end of the year, and it’s a good time to settle the annual remuneration.

In particular, the settlement of single-volume books and peripheral products is the time for calculating remuneration that Japanese people are accustomed to.

"No way..." When the financial staff of Springfield Bookstore saw the numbers given by the billing computer, they felt that they had calculated wrong.

The tax accountant at the accounting firm who handled taxes for Oda Shingo was also stunned.

“Will a new cartoonist have to pay hundreds of millions of yuan in taxes in less than a year?”

(End of this chapter)