Zongman: Starting as a Prop Master

Ichinosuke tilted his head curiously and saw that Miyano Shiho had drawn a baseball bat in the sketchbook.

She nodded inconspicuously. At least for now, she didn't mess around.

However, accidents always happen in a moment.

At the moment when Ichinosuke lowered his head, Miyano Shiho suddenly drew a small triangle on the side of the baseball bat.

Then, as if inspired by God, Miyano Shiho began to draw small triangular cones on the baseball bat.

In the blink of an eye, the baseball bat turned into a mace.

The time was so short that the stunned Ichinosuke had no time to react before she had finished the painting.

"Shiho!"

The mournful wail, like the wailing of a resentful concubine locked deep in the cold palace, makes one feel cold.

However, it was too late.

Exactly the same crayons, functioning like cause and effect props.

And it is the kind where the effect comes first and the cause comes later.

It’s not about what you are and what I draw.

But you are what I draw.

In other words, when Shiho Miyano drew a mace, its reference object naturally became the mace.

"Okay, let me try it out."

Having said that, Miyano Shiho put away her sketchbook and picture book and began to try it eagerly.

However, as soon as she sat down, she jumped up and down as if she had been electrocuted.

On the other hand, Ichinosuke's situation was completely opposite to Miyano Shiho's.

A subtle touch that is hard to describe.

Seeing Miyano Shiho jumping away, Ichinosuke asked with some regret: "What's wrong, why don't you continue."

Picking up the sketchbook and crayons again, Miyano Shiho drew with trembling hands while explaining absentmindedly:

"These thorns prick people, I can't stand it."

After hearing this explanation, Ichinosuke could do nothing but sigh "Oh".

Who made him so stupid as to go compete with Shin-chan, the Son of the World, today? Didn’t you see how the talented Rose Class in the original book was beaten by Shin-chan in all kinds of ways?

Miyano Shiho made some corrections.

Finally, what appeared on the sketchbook was a slender chopstick.

It's not an adjective, it really is a slender chopstick.

"Hey, hey, hey, Ai, you're making such a big deal out of it."

Ichinosuke was so frightened that he even addressed Miyano Shiho incorrectly.

"SHUTUP!"

With a domineering wave of his hand, he blocked Ichinosuke's mouth.

Miyano Shiho came to the upper seat and smiled triumphantly.

“I am the winner today.”

"Well!"

Ichinosuke, whose mouth was covered by Miyano Shiho, suddenly froze his eyes.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of a traditional snack in Longguo, meat-stuffed eggs.

The method is to use chopsticks to find a hidden small hole in the egg yolk, and then pour the minced meat into the small hole without damaging the egg yolk, and then steam it over high heat.

Just now, Ichinosuke was thinking of how to cook this dish.

This unprecedented experience distracted Ichinosuke.

However, Miyano Shiho's body trembled.

The noise was even louder than last time.

Almost instantly, Miyano Shiho jumped down again without stopping, frowned, and picked up the crayons and sketchbook with dissatisfaction.

After some revisions, she didn't do anything weird this time.

I just drew a blue-headed mushroom.

As we all know, mushrooms are fungi that are suitable for growing in the warm and humid climate of the south.

Whenever the temperature is suitable and the moisture is moist.

The bacteria will expand rapidly.

As it continues to grow, the canopy will open.

If the terrain is flat, the blue-headed mushroom will grow into palm-sized adult mushrooms.

If there are obstacles around, such as dead branches, leaves, weeds or tree holes.

At this time, the growth of the mushroom will be stuck, and the mushroom will be in an embarrassing situation where it cannot move.

Obviously, even the wisest man can make mistakes.

Miyano Shiho forgot to consider this point, which resulted in the half-grown tricholoma being completely stuck and unable to move.

Fortunately, the identical crayons were cause-and-effect props, allowing her to escape without paying too much of a price.

Afterwards, not only did he taste the sweetness, but his scientist soul also burned brightly.

Miyano Shiho's paintings are becoming more and more weird.

From animals to plants, to alien creatures, to fantasy products in anime.

From needles and threads to airplanes and missiles, we have tried every aspect.

She stopped her prank only when Ichinosuke seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Under Ichinosuke's strong condemnation, Miyano Shiho began to draw her own exclusive magic weapon wholeheartedly.

They say a month's stick, a year's knife, a lifetime's gun,

This is a weapon that will accompany her for the rest of her life, so Miyano Shiho will naturally not be careless.

Why do words like "customized" and "exclusive" appear in the world?

That's because everyone's physical data and behavioral habits are different.

Therefore, it is not that what the public thinks is good is the best, but the one that completely matches your own body data is the most suitable for you.

After repeated revisions, Miyano Shiho finally put down her brush.

After analyzing the data and conducting experiments, she decided that this was the best option for her.

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Miyano Shiho handed all the crayons to Kazunosuke and asked him to take them back into the system space to avoid causing a riot.

He stretched his waist, eager to try.

"Okay, now let me try it out to see if it fits!"

As she spoke, Miyano Shiho threw the sketchbook aside and stepped onto the quilt with her long legs.

Chapter 109 New Discoveries in the World

It was just daybreak and it seemed as if they had just fallen asleep when Ichinosuke and Miyano Shiho were awakened by the shrill ringing of the phone.

He took out his cell phone from under his pillow and checked the caller.

Ichinosuke answered the call and turned on the hands-free mode. He closed his eyes again and entered a semi-sleeping state. Then he asked slowly:

"Hey, Mom, what's wrong? You called me so early in the morning to disturb my sweet sleep."

From the phone came Nohara Misae's anxious voice.

"Xiaoyi, you and Xiaoai should get up quickly. Something happened at dad's company and we need to rush back this morning. Don't sleep any longer."

After speaking hastily, Nohara Misae hung up the phone. On her side, there was an even more difficult contestant to deal with.

"Aha!"

After hanging up the phone, Ichinosuke nudged Miyano Shiho, who was half asleep and half awake in his arms.

"Shiho, get up. Something happened at dad's company. We need to go back."

Under Ichinosuke's pushing, Miyano Shiho slowly opened her eyes.

The palm-sized face was pressed against Ichinosuke's chest, as lazy as a proud cat, with no intention of getting up.

"Let's go and wash up."

The props had been drawn in the early morning, so Ichinosuke skipped the previous drawing steps and directly picked up Miyano Shiho and walked into the bathroom.

Half an hour later, the two of them finished washing up and hurried out of the room.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion or what, but I have clearly used the fountain of age to return to my prime.

At this moment, Ichinosuke still felt an inexplicable pain in his waist, and a strange feeling as if something was drained out of his body.

Rubbing his waist with his back to Miyano Shiho, Ichinosuke suddenly realized that his physical fitness seemed to be unable to keep up with Miyano Shiho's pressure.

Especially after she got the exact same crayons last night, it was like a new world had been opened to her.

Ichinosuke deeply felt that riding a horse was not just a man's privilege.

"It seems that strengthening the body is imminent."

While he was pondering secretly, Ichinosuke and Miyano Shiho came to the hall.

As soon as they walked out of the elevator, they saw Nohara Hiroshi who was waiting anxiously in the lobby.

Nohara Hiroshi also instantly noticed the golden boy and beautiful girl who stood out from the crowd in the elevator.

"Xiao Ai, Xiao Yi, I'm sorry."

Coming up to the two of them, Nohara Hiroshi scratched his head embarrassedly, and began to explain with an apologetic look on his face: