Akihabara Pioneer Road Chapter 121: 【Juxian Club editor Bird Island! ]

Jimbocho, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo.

The editorial department of Juxian Society of Dashou Publishing House.

A small-eyed middle-aged man with curly hair threw a stack of manuscript papers on the assistant's desk angrily.

"Tsk! Miura, look at the manuscripts you received! How can such a level pass the level of 'face-to-face review'? How many times have I told you, when you are not sure whether it meets the requirements of the editorial department? When the time comes, either don’t adopt it, or let the author go home and repaint it!” The middle-aged man’s voice was so loud that the entire editorial department could hear it, and the blue veins on his forehead were undulating like the mountains of the Northern Alps.

"But the author's style of painting is not bad, the drafts are kept clean, and the creation of these chapters is also very dynamic. Isn't this the evaluation made by you, the editor of Torishima?" The reprimanded The young editor assistant called "Miura" defended aggrievedly.

"Is this your standard of judgment?" The middle-aged man known as the "Editor of Bird Island" raised his voice a few decibels again, "If your workbook is full of these useless things , then you can be called a brainless walking dead who comes to the editing room every day!"

Miura lowered his head, tears began to roll in his eyes.

"Editor Bird Island, a painter came to you and said he had an appointment with you." The lady at the front desk shouted at the door of the office, breaking the embarrassing situation with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Torishima looked at the workbook, confirmed the schedule, closed the book with a snap, and walked toward the reception room without saying a word.

As soon as he was out of the office, several senior editors immediately gathered around Miura and guided him: "Miura, don't take it to heart. That Torishima Suuhiko, who is called 'evil spirit', you It's not that he doesn't know his temper. He treats cartoonists more ruthlessly than his colleagues, and what he said to you today can be considered sweet words."

"Who said it wasn't? Last time he trained a fledgling high school cartoonist to burst into tears, and he almost called the police when he went out of the publishing house!"

"Yes, the comics he handles, you can't pass the test unless you call it back several times, a dozen or even dozens of times. That's why the cartoonists he brought out have excellent sales results."

"Miura, cheer yourself up, please have a fried shrimp bowl for lunch!"

The old editors persuaded the young editor to recover.

At the door of the reception room.

Bird Island knocked on the door, turned the handle with his right hand and pushed the door in.

Sitting across from the conference table are two young people who have never met.

When they saw the editor enter the door, they all bowed and stood up.

"You two, please sit down. The editor of the juvenile comic editor group of 'Juxian Club' is named Bird Island." As expected of a senior comic editor of Dashou Publishing House, time is precious, and even self-introduction is like a knife When cutting green vegetables, the rod is the rod, the leaf is the leaf, and it is neat and tidy.

"Hello, Bird Island editor! I have long admired the famous name, and I am lucky to meet him today." One of the young people in a plaid shirt stretched out his hands to hold the editor's hand.

"We don't need to be polite. Who are you two cartoonists?" Torishima didn't extend his hand and looked at the two people opposite him coldly.

"Ah, I am. My name is 'Qingshan Gangchang', and I have contributed to three groups before." Plaid shirt continued - he is the young cartoonist who just got out of the predicament.

Torishima looked up at him, then looked at another young man in a white shirt next to him.

"I'm..." The young man in the white shirt just wanted to introduce himself.

"Then show me your work." Torishima interrupted him, and still said to Aoyama, "If it is still like the 'Dinosaur World Adventure' and 'Science Fantasy' published in the supplement before PHS' level, please forgive me, because my schedule is very full."

Aoyama stuck his tongue out. Those two works were the comics he had previously submitted for publication in the supplement, but they had to end it hastily because of unsatisfactory results. Unexpectedly, this Bird Island editor remembered all of them!

He reluctantly took out a stack of drawings from his bag and handed it to the editor of Bird Island.

Bird Island always kept a straight face, giving people a sense of oppressive dignified and solemn, so that other people in the room had to keep up with the rhythm of his words and actions.

He opened the sketch without a word and began to read page by page.

The other two were staring nervously at the editor's face, for fear that he would suddenly leave the table and slam the door.

Editor Bird Island's eyes gradually changed from being inattentive to being attentive, and then slowly turning to wide-eyed, wishing he could dig his head into the world of black and white comics on the sketch.

After finally reading the last page, he raised his head and stared at Qingshan, as if there was some wordless book on his face.

After a long time, the editor asked, "You drew this?"

Qingshan Gangchang looked at the other party, then looked at his companion, swallowed hard, nodded desperately and said, "Yes."

Torishima still stared at him until he saw Aoyama hairy.

"Is it not good enough? Need me, I go back and revise?" Qingshan only felt goosebumps all over him, and he was a little restless.

Torishima didn't say a word, and quickly read the sketch from beginning to end.

"Is there a problem with the overall rhythm? Do I need to do Naming again?" Aoyama felt that the oppressive atmosphere made him breathless~IndoMTL.com~ The original story of this comic Did you create it too? " Bird Island finally said such a sentence.

The already frightened Aoyama Gangchang shook his head and looked at the young man in the white shirt beside him.

Torishima also finally looked at the person he interrupted to introduce himself, whom he had previously regarded as air.

"You are..." This time it was Torishima's turn to ask for his personal information.

"I'm the author of this comic. My name is Lin Daye, and I'm the person in charge of the studio's 'AKBS Project'." It turned out that the white shirt was Lin Daye.

"Linda?" Torishima said to himself, as if he was trying to search for something in his memory.

After confirming that he had not heard of this manga-related name, Torishima glanced at the faces of the two people on the opposite side with a starkly different look from just now, and quickly asked, "How many manuscripts are there for this work? Do you have any? Outline and detail?"

Qing Shan was about to answer when Lin Da also took over the words and took out a stack of paper manuscripts from his bag: "There are about 20 chapters in the manuscript. I have a copy of the outline and detailed outline here, please take a look. "

With Torishima's many years of experience in the industry, the author who can come up with outlines and outlines in the "opposite review" of comics has either been in this industry for many years, or has a super solid literary foundation.

When he finished reading a few lines of the manuscript, he felt his throat dry and itchy, and wanted to drink some ice-cold drink to moisten his throat, because a warm mass seemed to rise from his chest.

"Please wait a moment." Torishima put the manuscript on the table sweating, opened the door and shouted towards the office.

"Miura! Miura Muntoku! Please bring your workbook! Hurry up!"