I'm a pirate in Tokyo

Since Wu Sheng and Luffy bought new bass and new drum sticks, Ke Ya quickly changed herself to a pure white keyboard.

To be honest, Wu Sheng has never seen a white keyboard, but as a lady, what instrument can't be satisfied with it?

So he just took a few more glances and started a new round of rehearsals.

I don’t know if I changed to better equipment or because I found the rhythm core of the band, the progress of the four-person rehearsing ensemble soared.

In less than two days, all four songs were rehearsed thoroughly.

On Friday, the day before the campus festival, the degree of integration was improved again, from passing to 80 minutes.

What is the level of 80 points?

It was when they were rehearsing, a group of students who were walking could not help but slow down, and even stopped to listen, and then listened for an afternoon.

Although Brooke just sang very quietly and didn't use a microphone, everyone couldn't hear anything singing between the door and the wall.

But the melody still attracted a lot of people to knock on the door of the activity room and ask when their performance will be tomorrow.

Before he started the performance, he was recognized by his classmates, which made Brooke full of confidence in tomorrow's performance.

The last rehearsal ended.

"Smack and fuck!"

Usopp, Nami and Zoro Sanji stood up and applauded.

"handsome!"

"Okay! That's good! Very good!"

"Keya is so handsome!"

The four guys who combined were about the same as the blind guys, shouted over and over again for an afternoon without feeling tired at all.

This made Wu Sheng want to pull Zoro's collar and ask loudly, "You're asleep when you hear it! What a nonsense!"

But he didn't do this after all. The rehearsal was boring. In order to show his support for his partners, Zoro and his team listened to the rehearsal for an afternoon and repeated four songs. They really could listen to them.

He didn't want to ask them about their specific feelings, anyway, they couldn't say anything. In one sentence, it was good, very good, and very good.

"That's all today, I think this level is enough." Brooke put the guitar on the stand, picked up the bottled water and took a sip.

Even though he sang in a low voice, he could make his throat feel a little thirsty after singing for an afternoon.

"Everyone is so amazing!" Ke Ya used to learn music alone to play solos, so how could she play with her friends with a tacit understanding?

Her face turned red and she was excited, as if she had performed successfully.

"It's not bad, I didn't expect we really caught up!" Wu Sheng laughed and punched Luffy.

He was also a little excited. When he was playing a band in middle school in his previous life, he went back and forth, and there was no chance to perform on stage in the domestic environment, so he was left alone when he was in the second year of high school.

Now not only will there be a small stage with hundreds of people tomorrow, but there will be a chance to release records in the future.

All of this is still very new to him.

Compared to Brook's satisfaction and expectation that he was ready for a long-cherished wish, he was more like being captured by such a life with infinite possibilities.

This capture is so gentle and full of kindness, so powerful and immersed in the beauty of youth.

This effective practice and the promising sense of accomplishment in the future greatly activate his heart, which is gradually reviving in numbness.

The power of music, the power of band, the power of team.

This power is so strong and direct, not only successfully defeated the deadly and dead small world, but also defeated the disgust brought to them by boring practice.

This is probably one of the reasons why most people yearn for bands.

Everyone laughed and said that they would definitely make a big splash tomorrow, and Luffy was even more happy to say that he would call his brother to watch their performance.

"Your brother? Ace? Didn't you say he had something to go out?" Wu Sheng asked curiously. Ace naturally wanted to see him.

Yes, maybe the moment we meet, my eyes will be red even if I can see each other?

"He was back yesterday." Luffy stuffed his newly bought drum stick into his schoolbag and prepared to go back tonight to get the book and bowl and practice.

"That's the case, then I must introduce it to us tomorrow." Wu Sheng said with a smile.

"Of course." Luffy agreed readily.

"Haha, Luffy's brother? I'm so curious about what he would be like." Nami also came over and joked with a smile.

"It's probably similar to him?" Wu Sheng smiled and said, "You may fall asleep while having lunch, and you may wake up hungry when you fall asleep."

"Hey! Takeda, are you guessing very accurately?" Luffy looked at him in surprise: "Ace does this."

Wu Sheng laughed when he heard this: "Is that true?"

"Hahahaha, you will understand when you see him tomorrow."

"Okay, see you tomorrow!"

"Everyone go home and have a good rest, don't play and sleep too late, stay in good condition!" Brooke told me in a nagging manner.

It seems that in addition to being excited, he was also very nervous, and he wished he could follow the clone home and press them to go to bed early and get up early.

"All right! Hahaha!"

Sanji returned to GM Tokyo to start his work today, and handed everyone the ticket for tomorrow's campus festival: "The performance will start at 11 am tomorrow. In the gymnasium, remember to be there in time!" Some campus festivals actually charge a small ticket fee.

Kyono took the ticket and said that he would definitely arrive tomorrow: "Haha, what kind of musical instrument is Takeda performing?"

"Bass." Sanji shouted back while changing his clothes.

"Bass." Weihua nodded: "What does Bass do?"

Sanji was stunned when he heard this, and he could only listen to the lively sound, and he couldn't hear anything about the accompaniment: "It's probably the same as the guitar, it seems to be a four-string guitar."

"Oh oh." The top chef who has been addicted to the world of cooking since he was a child nodded to show his understanding.

"You will know when you go to see it tomorrow. Didn't Sanji say that all the songs in this performance were written by Takeda Jun? And they were written very well?" Chef Renko chatted while packing the ingredients in her hands.

"Yes, it's super good." Sanji nodded.

"Haha, I'm really looking forward to it." Miss Kuzuru took the ticket in her hand and looked at it, folded it and put it in her pocket.

......

On the other hand, Nami handed the original manuscript of this week to the boy JUNK's Hattori.

After he checked and confirmed that there was no problem, Wu Sheng took out two tickets for the campus festival and handed them to him: "Mr. Hattori, we will have a performance on the campus festival tomorrow, remember to come and see us."

Hattori took the tickets very depressedly. Last week, he heard that Wu Sheng was going to quit his part-time job. Not to mention how happy he was, he felt that a genius manga boy had returned to the right path.

As a result, I didn't see you for a week, and the genius boy said he had started playing music and bands.

Instead of agreeing to go, he answered the question irrelevantly: "You are the most indifferent cartoonists I have ever seen for the weekly readers."

Why do you say so?

Because the two guys, Wu Sheng and Nami, have been busy for the past two weeks, are in the sin world, the palace, and the band. There are a lot of messy things, and they don’t care about the performance of the comics they are serializing.

"Uh?" Wu Sheng was stunned, looked at Nami, and asked carefully: "What do you say? The results of "The Dead King's Notes" this week are not good?"

"Puchi!" The two assistant ladies on the side laughed secretly again, hunching their backs and shaking, obviously feeling very uncomfortable.

"You..." Hattori didn't breathe in one breath, which was so angry.

It’s not that they have poor grades, but that they have good grades! Since the serialization has not fallen out of the top 5, what level is this? This is the level of hegemony migrant workers’ comics!

He wanted to encourage the two to continue to work hard. Once the rankings came out every week, he took the initiative to tell them the results. As a result, these two people were better, so just click

The head means you know.

As for cheering, joy, excitement, nothing, let alone being intense, continuing to work hard.

Even except for the first week, the two of them never called him to ask about the reader rankings again.

This made him, the old editor, very uncomfortable. No other cartoonist called him one after another every week, from the selection of small votes to the total votes, he was always staring at him and caring about this matter very much.

"It's not that the grades are not good..." he said with anger.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Wu Sheng asked quickly: "Is something wrong? Readers reported that the two-level differentiation was serious? The storyboard needs to be changed?"

It would be fine if I didn't say it. As soon as Hattori immediately thought that these two guys had already reached the 20th episode. This kind of storyboard reserve should actually pay more attention to readers' voting.

Because if the previous performance is not good, their losses will be huge.

And when the two assistants quietly told him to follow their guesses, there were actually more. Chapter 30 is just a guaranteed guarantee, and Chapter 40 is possible, Hattori was a little angry.

"Not that." Hattori compiled the original manuscript for the week and felt that he had nothing to say. The 20 chapters that had been ups and downs were very exciting.

Judging from their current results, there is no need to modify it: "I just hope Takeda Jun can pay more attention to it."

Nami is not worried. He admires Nami very much and thinks that this girl works very hard and is a benchmark for standard talent and sweat. Her level has been improving, and every episode has improved significantly. The recent dynamics of the characters are very exquisite and powerful.

"Hey, I attach great importance to it." Wu Sheng said quickly. After all, this is the main source of the two.

Hattori sighed, the boy jumped away and was fickle, and he could not ask for more, after all, this kid was also a "genius".

But he has seen too many cartoonists seeking but not getting what they want, betting on their own life, hoping to serialize but failing one after another, while Wu Sheng is easily successful but does not pay attention to it, which makes him feel a little upset.

This kind of emotion is useless, and it can even be said to be a kind of Virgin Mary's disease. He also knew that this was wrong. Wu Sheng did nothing wrong, but the focus was not on the comics.

He thought, his eyes were solemn, and he felt that he could not let this guy continue playing like this. Chapter 20, one episode a week, can be serialized for 5 months!

Half a year later!

By then, this boy who is already crazy still remembers the plot of the comic? Can you continue?

He felt that he had to hold the reins of the wild horse, so he said: "Following this result, our editorial department unanimously agreed that the storyboard of the first 20 episodes does not need to be changed. Takeda Jun, you can start preparing for the subsequent plot."

"I'm also afraid that you haven't written it for too long, and the plot storyboard will become unfamiliar."

"Oh?" Wu Sheng was stunned. It turned out to be this one.

He relaxed and smiled: "Hey, Mr. Hattori, you are the same, so have you said it earlier."

Then he turned to look at Nami: "Give the plot of episodes 21 to 40 to Mr. Hattori?"

Naturally, Nami had no objection, and she also thought she would like to see it early, so she would communicate slowly and change it slowly.

After answering, he got up and went to the workbench to get a storyboard.

Wu Sheng said again: "Actually, I have finished writing it a long time ago. You can take it back and read it first. After reading it, we will discuss the subsequent plot."

This guy!!!

I took out the 20 episode storyboard again!!!

silence.

Although Hattori was mentally prepared and nodded unconsciously, he still didn't know what to say.

"So what the assistants and ladies said was true." He thought silently.

When Wu Sheng saw him nodding and thought he had no problem, he quickly said: "I wrote the songs we performed in tomorrow's campus festival, so please be sure to come and take a look!"

Hattori:...

Please concentrate on being a cartoonist!

Stop doing these tricks!