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

Chapter 9 I Will Be Crowned King
Unable to find a chance to leave, Namikaze Youhe in the closet touched his wrist.

The Ninja's specially made non-luminous watch with a dial without a glass case reminded him that the time was already 2 a.m.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, outside the closet, Oda Shingo stood up and stretched out his arms and legs.

"The storyboard for the third episode is complete. My efficiency is getting better and better after I get used to it!"

He looked at the time with satisfaction, delighted with his own efficiency.

"It needs to be more significant to ensure Youhe's joining!"

Oda Shingo took a sip of water and continued to concentrate on his creation.

He worked so hard... just to get me to join the creative team? Namikaze Youhe was stunned.

Memories of trying to join the manga creation club flashed through Namikaze Yukaku's mind.

At that time, I happened to overhear the private conversations of several cadres in the society.

[A shady girl like that shouldn't be allowed to join the company]
[Just think about her eyes that make people feel cold, it's scary! ]
[And her legs are too long, ahem, I don’t agree with that anyway!]
No one wants me to join, so I'll just draw it myself. At that time, Namikaze Yukaku made such a decision.

It's getting light.

"Page 28, page 17, page 23, um, the storyboards for three episodes are done!" Oda Shingo muttered to himself, quite satisfied with his efficiency.

"Ah, it's already 6 o'clock. Take care of your life. OK, set the alarm and get up at 12 o'clock!"

Oda Shingo simply washed up, fell on the bed and fell asleep quickly.

Namikaze Youhe waited patiently for a long time, and only quietly came out of the closet after confirming that it was safe.

This madman, painting all night long! In the faint dawn light, she stared at the storyboard on the table in a daze.

Draw 68 pages of storyboards in less than one night?!

Moreover, is it just to get me to join that he created such crazy works?
"One Punch Man"?
After flipping through a few pages, I found that these storyboards were extremely complete.

The dialogue actually already exists, which is very helpful for the artist to combine it with the plot.

In other words, it is at a level that the main artist can use it directly, just place it on the copy table and start painting!

I thought it was just a rush job for myself, but I didn't expect it to be so detailed.

Even Namikaze Youhe was a little bit unbelievable.

The storyboards were detailed enough to appreciate the story, so she continued to flip through them.

Soon, she forgot about time and just kept reading page by page.

The vaccine monster appears, and the protagonist is actually bald?

A crab monster or a naughty kid with a chin like a butt?

A muscular giant, one punch too?
The protagonist who couldn't kill the mosquito, the underground people actually retreated? Namikaze Youhe almost laughed.

She didn't know how much time had passed before she realized that she had turned to the last page.

Ah, get up and continue painting!
Namikaze Yuzuru turned around and looked at the tatami with dissatisfaction. Oda Shingo was still lying there sleeping soundly.

Hum, man——

At this moment, Oda Shingo suddenly turned over.

Namikaze Youhe was so scared that he quickly hid back in the closet.

After a long time, Oda Shingo didn't react much, so she came out again carefully.

I really want to read it again. Namikaze Youzuru put the manuscript together with a reluctant look on his face and then tiptoed away.

She closed the door silently outside and sorted out her thoughts.

I was rejected by the comics company, but someone wanted me to be the main writer for him?
Oda Shingo, do you want me to create comics with you?
Together we can complete that comic story with a fascinating plot?!
He subconsciously took a few quick breaths and felt as if he was in another world.

On the way, she stretched her hands behind her like wings and jumped and shuttled quickly on the roof.

The wind this morning no longer brings coldness, but brings a few touches of warmth.

Bofeng Youhe smoothed the hair on his forehead and slowly looked up at the rising sun.

The golden sunlight shines on the long eyelashes, creating a hazy vision.

After being in Tokyo for so long, she realized for the first time:
The sun is so bright sometimes...

At 12 o'clock, as the alarm clock rang, Oda Shingo got up.

Japanese people have always been good at staying up late, so it is normal for them to get up late in the morning.

Many companies, especially those in the entertainment industry, don't start work until after 11 o'clock. Saying good morning at 12 o'clock is not considered strange.

Without any hesitation, Oda Shingo immediately began to wash.

After exercising a little, he had a simple breakfast of rice balls.

"It's time to review the storyboards." While eating, he reviewed his manuscript.

One of the difficulties in drafting storyboards is to revise them repeatedly.

However, Oda Shingo is at the cheating level.

As a soul traveler, he has the finished product of the original world in his mind. He only needs to review it again from the perspective of the original animation producer.

The quality of ONE's original work was very good, and Yusuke Murata had new ideas, so the storyboards of One Punch Man were of a very high standard. It was just that Murata made a big mistake by changing the plot of ONE later.

But as a serialized work, there will always be flaws due to reasons such as rushing to finish the manuscript.

Shingo Oda made some minor modifications, but overall I am very satisfied with it.

"When will the chief writer come? I'm looking forward to it." Oda Shingo was thinking about Namikaze Yukaku, the teammate recommended by the system.

I looked at the system and found that 2/3 of the points recommended by teammates were displayed.

"System, can you recommend it a second time?" Oda Shingo asked happily in his mind.

He is very much looking forward to it. What other teammates with different abilities can join the team?

[The host still has two more chances to recommend. ]

"Then recommend another one to me." This was the conversation he had with the system in his mind.

【don't want. 】

“……” Although Oda Nobuo was not angry after being rejected by the system, he always felt that these two words were so familiar?
It seems that when the system introduced itself as a dating system in Tokyo, I rejected it in the same way. This cold feeling is exactly the same...

[Based on the host's current conditions, there are no suitable teammates to recommend. ]

"You're really good at talking." Oda Shingo chuckled, "Actually, there are a lot of capable people, but there's no one who is capable and willing to join my team right now, right?"

The system did not answer.

I don’t know if it’s inhumane or just the default.

This guy might really be an AI, so Oda Shingo didn't ask any further questions and asked a few other questions.

The system doesn't answer at all.

"Ignore me?" Oda Shingo shrugged.

It doesn’t matter. In this lifelong struggle, the system is just an appetizer.

Life is wonderful, and it will be more meaningful only if you work hard on your own.

Although he had won many honors in the animation industry in his previous life, he had not yet reached the top and dominated the industry.

What a pity, Oda Shingo was looking forward to the feeling of standing at the highest point.

Unfortunately, he died young before he could reach the summit in his previous life.

Now that he is reborn, although the identity of the soul he has traveled through is so low that even the most skilled animation producer cannot take on the role, Oda Shingo is very interested.

Compared to the distinctive Chinese comics market, Japan's animation industry is more challenging and has more room for development in certain aspects.

"Of course not, I'm not saying that I can sell the notebook..." Oda Shingo smiled self-deprecatingly.

He started as a comic producer at the lowest level and produced one jaw-dropping work after another, so that when animation producers mention the name Oda Shingo, their hearts are filled with the despair of a passerby NPC facing the devil!

Oda Shingo in this parallel world is going to become the synonym of the big devil in the anime world!
"I will be crowned king!"

Oda Shingo stuffed the rice ball into his mouth, chewed it hard and swallowed it, then returned to painting.

(End of this chapter)