Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 197 Humans have limits

The long-awaited exhibition of original paintings was officially held at the Mihua Art Museum, and the usually quiet art gallery was suddenly packed with people. Fans were very enthusiastic and lined up on the road in front of the museum to enter.

Because there were so many people this time, the ticket price was appropriately increased. After all, today’s fans have to feel value for money, right?

This time the promotion was a collaboration between the Death Note and the Heavenly Punishment Knight, turning into Yagami Yue with a ferocious face and holding the Death Note while watching the rows of news broadcasts on TV with the names of criminals, but he could no longer pick up the pen because he lost too much blood. Next to him was the Death God Ryuk, looking at Yagami Yue writing his name in a joking manner.
  The main theme is that dragon-slaying warriors will eventually turn into evil dragons. The same is true in the early days of Yagami Yue. From the time he got the Death Note, he devoted himself to creating a world without crime. Finally, something went wrong because of his own personal desire route. When he got into trouble, he was written to death by Ryuk, the God of Death, ending his life.

Fans were very enthusiastic in the art gallery, some took photos, and some gathered to discuss their favorite works and characters. Some people paused in front of the exhibits for a long time, savoring every detail; others wandered through the crowd looking for their favorite original paintings.

The atmosphere of the exhibition was very lively, with bursts of cheers and applause heard from time to time. Some fans couldn't help but shout out their love, causing their voices to echo throughout the museum.

In the corner of the exhibition, some fans were also gathering, enthusiastically discussing the experience and fate of the character Yagami Yue.

Some fans expressed that they were deeply moved by Yagami Yue's story, "I like Yagami Yue so much! It would be great if there was a Yagami Yue in this world."

Some expressed strong dissatisfaction and disgust with Yagami Yue's behavior.

Another fan frowned when he heard this and said, "Don't forget, Yagami Yue also failed in the end. His desire and pride led to his failure and death."

"But he originally wanted to create a world without crime. His original intention was good." Another fan defended.

"But his method is wrong. He shouldn't have such great power and the ability to decide who dies and who lives." A third fan also joined the discussion.

Whether you like Yagami Yue or dislike him, this exhibition has become a place for fans to come together and share each other's beloved works.

The museum's largest medieval art exhibition area was vacated and transformed into today's main venue. There are many original paintings of Death Note on the wall. In addition, Fujiwara was specially arranged to paint the paintings on the spot and then auction them off on the spot. The highest bidder will get the live painting.

Paint first and sell immediately, there is no middleman to make the difference.

Fujiwara was very busy today. Not only did he have to be busy with the art museum, but he also had to help draw live paintings for each fan. For this reason, he had to spend 1000 system points to redeem advanced painting skills from the mall so as not to reveal his secrets in front of fans.

Although he prepared nearly 1000 paintings in advance last night and sold them for 6000 yen each after adding signatures, it was still not enough to sign them today, so he started painting again
  "I want it too, I want it too"

"Thank you for your support." Fujiwara signed and returned the painting to the other party.

Energy kept collecting money, and he had nothing to complain about. He was just worried that the tickets should be booked higher. With so many people coming to support him, he asked for 3000 yen tickets, which was really too cheap.

"I really like L, but you are so handsome, teacher."

"Thank you, you're cute too."

During the painting period, as the author of two comics, it was inevitable for fans to ask questions and chat with him. Most of them were questions like whether there would be a sequel to Death Note and what new works there were. Some even directly asked him on the spot why he stopped publishing so often, which made them very unhappy.

The previous problems are easy to solve, just let them look forward to it. During the painting period, questions from fans were inevitable. Most of them were similar to whether there will be a sequel to Death Note and when he will prepare the next work. Some even directly asked him on the spot why he stopped publishing so often, which made them very unhappy. As soon as he heard this, Fujiwara understood that the other party was Kindaichi's business.

"I plan to take a break recently and resume serialization later."

"How long will it take? Isn't this an excuse for the teacher?" Fujiwara stopped writing and raised his head to look at the girl who said this, so he playfully replied to her using Yagami Yue's lines: "You know Yes, I can't deceive a woman." After saying that, he handed the finished painting to the buyer and continued to immerse himself in creation.

More and more fans came to draw, and Fujiwara tried his best to draw for everyone seriously, but because there were so many people, he felt very tired and stressed. He was secretly glad that he had exchanged advanced painting skills, but this could not completely solve the problem.

So I was busy until the afternoon, and then I reluctantly fulfilled most of the fans' wishes.

Fujiwara resigned and went to the lounge to lie down for a while.

Even though the ripples refined his body, painting without stopping for eight consecutive hours still pushed him to his limits.

Human beings have limits, so.
  Just then, he saw his editor walking in. Fujiwara looked up and found that he had also prepared some drinks and food so that he could regain his strength and spirit.

"Thank you." Fujiwara was busy for a long time and had no time to rest, so he ate bread and drank milk in the lounge to replenish his strength.

"Actually, I think it's time for Fujiwara-kun to hire a few assistants, and when other people hold original painting exhibitions, they usually paint with assistants."

So far in his career, he has never seen a cartoonist draw hundreds of paintings in a row at an original painting exhibition.

"Assistant? Forget it, there's no need to hire an assistant. I'm completely busy with this matter. I can handle it."

Other cartoonists may be too busy and need assistants to help, but for him, one person can complete all the work. It is enough to separate the exchanged original manuscripts into folders and send them to the editorial department. So Fujiwara has always had a strange feeling about this.

The editor-in-chief didn't know Fujiwara's situation and thought he was trying to save wages, so he persuaded him, "Why should Fujiwara-kun torture himself so hard? It's not like you can't afford the royalties, so don't torture yourself."

Fujiwara twisted his sore wrist and accurately threw the finished milk carton into the trash can by the door. He curled his lips and said, "It doesn't matter. Although I only have a few simple words to communicate with everyone, I can still feel them. They like me, so I want them to be deeply impressed by this exhibition, so it’s worth it no matter how tired they are.”

But the only thing that worries him more is that love will not come in the next life.

"I remember giving her a ticket. Was there something else that delayed her?"

But no matter what, today's art exhibition went very smoothly. It not only attracted customers to the art museum, but also realized the purchasing power of my fans, achieving a win-win situation.

(End of this chapter)