How to Develop the King of Anime

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Smile at Zhenbai, Jingu Yao is a little puzzled.

"Yao..."

Zhenbai's voice is very small and thin, and the tone without many emotional ups and downs is like clouds floating in the sky, and like a stream flowing through the hearts of people, just listening to her voice makes people feel like a spring breeze, as if they can Let go of all anxiety.

"unfair……"

Zhenbai said in a low voice, that feeling was like a girl who was angry, although her pretty face still didn't have any obvious emotions.

"kindness?"

Jingu Yao was slightly puzzled.

"It's so unfair..."

She raised her head and looked at Jingu Yao, "...I have something to ask of you."

"Ah, okay, Shiina, tell me."

"Call my name..."

"Hey?"

"Call my name!"

She seemed to have aggravated her tone and said it again, although Jingu Yao couldn't hear where the aggravated tone was.

"Shina?"

This girl has radio wave disease again?

"No, it's the other one!"

She shook her head, and the whole person took a step forward, suddenly bringing a pressure.

"The other? That's... really white?"

Jingu Yao is not an innocent boy. He will make himself shy because he is called a girl's name, and he will not talk about him like a woman.

Moreover, he had long wanted to call it that.

"kindness!"

Gently, as if nodding in satisfaction, Zhenbai rubbed his eyes and said, "...I'm sleepy."

Turning around and ignoring Jingu Yō, Mashiro walked straight into his bedroom.

Jingu Yaowei opened her mouth and looked at Shibai, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

But I have to say, this is a really cute cat.

Chapter [-]: From Lay to Elegant

Jingu Yao looked down at the stack of paintings in his hand, smiled and shook his head.

After carefully placing the oil painting in his hand on the table in his room, Jingu Yao walked down the stairs on the second floor, found a large cabinet on the first floor and started rummaging through the boxes.

After buying this house and moving in, Jingu Yao bought many miscellaneous things related to life, like the previous vase is one of them.

So soon, he dug out the framed picture frame on the first floor of the cabinet, found a few more nails and a hammer, and took these things back to his bedroom.

His technique is not professional, but he did not intend to turn his home into an art exhibition. After some meticulous work, he finally put all the real white paintings into the photo frame.

I took a tape measure and measured the length in the corridor. After some calculations, I made an average value. I drew it on the wall with a pencil. Finally, I moved the chair and hammered the delicate nails. nailed into the wall.

After hanging the oil painting and looking at his masterpiece, Jingu Yao nodded in satisfaction.

The previously empty corridor was full of oil paintings, which dyed the white and somewhat bleak corridor with various colors. I walked back and forth in slippers for a few times, and I even felt like I was walking between the exhibitions.

"These paintings...seem to be quite valuable, don't they?"

Rubbing his chin, he stood in the middle of the corridor and raised his head to look at the paintings. Although it is not a masterpiece of Picasso and Van Gogh, Jingu Yao felt that Mashiro's paintings were more beautiful.

He thought with a philistine mind, thinking that since these paintings can be exhibited in art exhibitions, if they are auctioned, they can be sold at a satisfactory price, right?

In this way, he slowly returned to the bedroom, still holding the last painting tightly in his hand.

Instead of hanging the painting in the hallway, he decided to hang it in his bedroom.

This is the only portrait of a person among all the paintings that Mashiro brought.

Other paintings are all kinds of scenery, only this one, which has people added.

In the studio like an old castle, a few rays of sunlight poured down from the huge glass windows, dividing the whole studio into black and white. At the junction of black and white, a quiet girl was sitting in front of the easel. Holding the paintbrush in his hand, he raised his delicate pretty face, and his moving and peaceful eyes stared at the sky, as if he was longing for freedom and what he was really looking for.

This is a self-portrait of Shiro, and the only one.

Carefully hang the portrait on the wall at the foot of your bed, lie on your back on the soft Simmons bed, you can see the beautiful oil painting and the beautiful girl on the painting as soon as you open your eyes, and your mood will be much better all day.

He picked up the phone, turned to the mailbox of editor Ogata, and wrote a message after thinking about it.

[I am going to draw a comic with a newcomer cartoonist. She is the most talented cartoonist I have ever seen. Her drawing method is really amazing, but there are big flaws in the plot and character setting. , if the two of us cooperate, I believe that an excellent comic will be produced.By the way, she hasn't really made her debut yet, but she seems to have her own editor, which should be from your Weekly Boys. We are going to submit a comic, who will be in charge?Is it Ogata who edited you, or the editor I haven't seen, or are you both in charge?That newcomer's name is Shiina Mashiro, editor Ogata, you can ask your company.

After pressing the send button and charging the phone directly, Jingu Yao leaned on the bedside to open the laptop and searched for Shiina Mashiro's name.

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