Full-time cartoonist.

Chapter 132 The Influence of "Slam Dunk"
"Phew~ The painting is really good!"

Morimichi Yamamura was overwhelmed with emotion. After reading the two episodes of manga, it was like watching a wonderful game.

He closed his eyes, and the tossing and turning in the cartoon was all in his heart.

"Tori Akino's camera language is amazing."

Since he started studying, he realized that manga is not just as simple as a painter.

Comic frames and frame lines all play a role, and even sentences and blank spaces are also very important.

How to make readers enjoy reading and thinking is a big question.

Tori Akino did this really well. Now that Yamamura thinks about it, he is very satisfied with Mr. Arai's paintings, which are obviously much worse than Akino Tori.

This is what his opponent wants to surpass.

"It's just, why does it take so long to draw a game?"

Shancun Shoudao was speechless.

His cartoons are basically two episodes and one event.

The beginning, development, climax, and ending of the story are all clear.

Unexpectedly, "Slam Dunk" drew 6 episodes in one game.

Replace it with a text description, and write 2 to 3 words easily.And the game isn't over yet.

According to Shancun Shoudao's estimation, there must be at least 4 more episodes.

Thinking about how long it would take to know the result of the game, Yamamura Morido seemed to have ants crawling on his body.

"Oops! The training time is about to start."

Yamamura stood up, walked out of the room, and went downstairs.

……

Yamamura's studio is in Chiyoda District, Tokyo, and there is an art training class nearby.This training class is very famous in Tokyo.

Shancun wanted to keep improving, and found many training courses, but they were not very satisfied.

Finally, he found this Qiugong art training school, and after learning that Niao Akino Mirai was also a student here, he immediately paid the training fee.

Occasionally, there will be a fierce old man in the Qiugong art training class to teach. I heard that he is the boss of the training class, a great painter.

Very helpful, Shancun is very satisfied.

He hurried to the Qiugong art class, and a college student stopped him.

"Not now, I'm not free." Shancun thought he was looking for his autograph, waved his hand, and prepared to go around.

"It won't take long," the college student said with a smile, "Learn about the basketball game."

He handed Shancun a leaflet, and despite Shancun's refusal, went to stop another person.

"Basketball game?" Yamamura was taken aback, watching while walking, "A friendly match between Meiji University and Tokai University?"

I checked the time, it was the weekend.

He was a little moved.

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon on weekends, in the conference room of the editorial department of "Weekly Shonen Jump".

Kazuhiko Torishima and the two deputy editor-in-chiefs are still in a meeting.

Deputy Editor-in-Chief Kondo held the report and looked at Kazuhiko Torishima with respect.

"Jump's lowest circulation was 443 million copies two months ago, only 12 more than magazine."

"At a time when it's in jeopardy and it's about to lose the title of highest circulation at any time."

"The editor-in-chief was appointed in a crisis, and the strategy he thought of was to use resources on "Slam Dunk" in addition to regular author training and newcomer discovery."

""Slam Dunk" had mediocre results at the beginning. To be honest, I thought you were mistaken."

"It's not just me, in the editorial department." Kondo looked at Sasaki and nodded, "Except for you and Sasaki, I'm afraid no one would think that "Slam Dunk" will become a big hit."

After listening to his words, Torishima and Yanzhi were very satisfied, and he won the bet again.

Sure enough, in terms of vision, other editors can't beat themselves.

Sasaki took the report and read it word by word: "The recent grades of "Slam Dunk" are 1, 3, 2, and 1 respectively. The grades are surprisingly stable."

"The sales volume of jump has increased from 443 million copies to 447 million copies. A large part of this contribution, or mainly due to the influence of "Slam Dunk"."

"Although "Slam Dunk" is not as popular as "Dragon Ball" and "Yu Yu Hakusho", at this stage, its appearance has indeed saved jump."

"We can take a breath."

Sasaki rubbed his eye sockets, feeling dry eyes.

Torishima Kazuhiko nodded with a smile.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone on his chest fell to the ground.

Don't look at his usual confidence, but he is actually panicked. With the success of "Slam Dunk", he couldn't help feeling his luck.

He was part of a gamble, but luckily he succeeded.

"Sasaki, is Tori Akino-kun working hard on manga? Is there any risk of suspending the publication?" he asked.

Don't be like Yoshihiro Togashi, who loses the chain at critical moments.

In the past, Yoshihiro Togashi also worked very hard, only sleeping for more than two hours a day, and devoted all his energy to manga.

It is simply a human high-quality male.

It's a pity that now...

"It's not a problem at all," Sasaki said firmly, "Tori Akino, his desire is very low, and he doesn't have too deep a way of entertainment. Even if he likes playing Go very much, he always considers whether it will affect his work. Among the group of cartoonists, it is a very mature one."

"He must be drawing comics in the studio now, too."

"That's good." Torishima Kazuhiko nodded in relief.

Although there are many things to ask him to draw manga, compared with Togashi Yoshihiro, he is too contracted.

He doesn't mess around, works hard, and is simply a good employee in the new era.

"Sasaki, please notify Akino Tori and invite him to attend the serialization meeting in two weeks." Kazuhiko Torishima said with a smile, "These writers have a good vision. You might as well take a look at Mr. Akino Tori's choice."

"Yes."

Sasaki nodded. He looked at Kondo and saw that he had nothing to say, so he took out his mobile phone and called Higashi Higashino.

A few minutes later, the landline at the other party's home was not answered.

Sasaki coughed and raised his head in embarrassment.

I just said that this guy is drawing manga.

He could only call Dong Yexiang's cell phone, and it took almost a minute before he answered.

The opposite side is very noisy, there are many people talking.

He repeated it several times, but Bird Akino didn't hear clearly.

Kazuhiko Torishima, who had been paying attention to him, lowered his head and began to play with the pen in his hand.

Kondo also stood up and went to the window to look at the scenery downstairs.

Sasaki felt like sitting on pins and needles. After a while, he heard Akino finally say: "I'm sorry, I was in the basketball gym just now, and it's all right now."

Sasaki's eyes lit up, and he said loudly, "Basketball gym, are you drawing material from comics?"

"Basketball gym" and "comic material" he emphasized.

"No," Higashino replied, "I was invited by my high school classmates to watch the game."

Sasaki, "Yeah! It's good to watch more basketball games, maybe you will learn by analogy."

Higashino glanced at the phone strangely, and said following Sasaki's words: "I also have this idea."

"That's right." Sasaki nodded.

"Is there something to do on the phone?" Higashino glanced at the basketball hall, and the game was about to start.

"You are invited to attend the serialization meeting in two weeks' time. Do you have time?" Sasaki said as he got down to business.

"I'm very interested." Higashino replied, "Thank you very much."

……

Players from Meiji University and Japan's Tokai University enter the field.

"so high!"

"The giant of Japan!"

There were many exclamations on the stage.

These two universities are very good schools, and the basketball club is also very professional.

A retired national basketball coach was invited to direct, and the players were also selected among many people.

So as soon as it came out, it caused a lot of noise.

Higashino rang outside the door, thinking that the show had already begun.

He pressed his peaked cap and hurried into the basketball hall.

Hua Chao, who was wearing a No. [-] uniform, looked up and scanned the crowd.

Except for his girlfriend who waved and shouted "Hua Chao!", "Hua Chao!", he didn't see anyone he wanted to see.

Hua Chao's eyes dimmed, a little disappointed.

"The game is about to start, cheer up!" The horse farm patted him on the shoulder.

"Yes, Senior Machang."

He withdrew his gaze, ready to concentrate on playing basketball.

At this moment, a person climbed up to the second floor and waved at him.

"Dongye...he really came."

Hua Zhao Chong Higashino gave a thumbs up.

……

Just finished training, Yamamura Morimichi entered the university and ran to the basketball court.

He was gasping for breath, he hadn't exercised so vigorously for a long time.

He has never been good at running.

"What's the matter, uncle? Do you need me to help you to the infirmary?"

A little girl behind him said.

Yamamura Shoudao gasped and stood up, waved his hands, and took a while before looking over.

This kind-hearted little girl is probably a college student, and she still has the unique childishness of a student.

A high ponytail is tied, and the eyes are very big and very bright.

"I'm not an uncle, I'm only 27 years old today." He said angrily.

"Sorry," the female college student bowed and apologized, then nodded her fingers and whispered, "It looks like she's in her 30s..."

"I..." Shancun's throat was sweet, and he wanted to vomit blood.

Yamamura asked, "Are you also here to watch the basketball game?"

"Yeah." She nodded,

"Ah! It's not good!" The girl suddenly yelled, "The competition is about to start!"

He grabbed the corner of Shancun's clothes, "Uncle, let's run together!"

As soon as Shancun took a breather, she grabbed her and dragged her to run. Amidst the smoke and dust, she rushed carelessly towards the basketball court.

"I'm probably going to die..." His eyes darkened.

Such intense exercise was too exciting for him.

Life lies in stillness.

He really wanted to say it out loud.

But there was no strength left.

Like a dilapidated rag doll being dragged away by a girl, bouncing back and forth.

"We can only fight again in the next life, Tori Akino!"

Suddenly the front stopped, and Shancun collapsed to the ground.

"Wow! So many people!"

He heard the female student's exclamation.

After a while, he looked over.

This is quite a wide basketball hall, full of people.

On the viewing platform on the second floor, many enthusiastic spectators looked down.

Obviously the game hadn't started yet, but it was already very lively.

"There will be so many spectators in a college basketball game! It's great!"

He heard the cheers of the female college student.

(End of this chapter)