How to Develop the King of Anime

"cartoonist?"

The movement that Jingu Yao was tidying up stopped.

He raised his head and looked at Mashiro. At this time, he finally understood why his father gave himself the task of taking care of her.

"Drawing comics while doing art?"

Shibai shook his head.

"That means... just want to draw manga?"

This time, she nodded affirmatively.

Jingong Yao was a little silent, he couldn't understand it, he obviously had such a good talent, he could work hard to make a name for himself, why should he give up and draw comics.

"Learn to draw cartoons."

"kindness!"

Zhenbai's little head nodded hard.

"Have you submitted a manuscript or painted the original?"

"Submitted a manuscript, but was returned by the editor."

"That's it... Then you come to my house at night and let me see why you were rejected."

Jingu Yao continued to be busy.

He picked up a magazine from the table on the side and threw it in front of her under Shinshiro's puzzled eyes.

"Oh, by the way... I forgot to mention it. Actually, I'm also a manga artist. I'm also a manga artist serialized on Weekly Shonen Jump, and I'm the number one manga artist for the time being."

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a confident smile.

"Hey?"

Those Danfeng eyes seemed to widen a little, so she would be surprised by this girl.

Chapter [-] My family is really the cutest!

At night, Jingu Yao's room.

Just as Jingu Yao was making his own Touhou Gensokyo and was about to slowly make the demo version into a full version, the door of his house suddenly opened.

Jingu Yao is not Shiina Mashiro, he can't devote himself to one thing, even if he is concentrating on completing his game-making career, the loud opening of the door shocked him.

"Yao..."

Gently, soft and very flat, this kind of contradictory voice only Shiina Mashiro has.

"Come here, Shiina... remember to knock on the door next time."

Saying what he didn't believe, Jingu Yao turned the boss chair and turned around.

Fortunately, he didn't do anything to sully people's eyes, otherwise I don't know what the girl in front of him would look like now.

But soon, the thought of Jingu Yao disappeared. The moment he turned around and saw Shiro, his eyes almost jumped out.

A white shirt was loosely draped over her body, and the buttons of the shirt were not fastened. In addition, the color of Japanese shirts was always translucent for some reason, so Jingu Yao could easily see the underside of the real white shirt. The 28 looks - the upper body is not wearing anything, and the lower body is only wearing a fat time!

His skin was fair, smooth and greasy. With Jingu Yao's sharp eyes, he clearly determined that the really white skin was not rough, it was smoother than white marble, and the white skin was a bit dazzling. Bai, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a little white face, but compared with the real white jade skin, he can be ashamed and ashamed to think that he is an African.

But this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that since Mashiro was not wearing anything on her upper body, Jingu Yao had already seen the pink on her chest through the gap of her loose shirt.

It was a real pink color, without a trace of melanin precipitation, the color halo was very small and light, making Jingong Yao have the urge to lick, and the smooth legs were completely exposed to the air, only one piece The light onion-colored chubby time supported her.

"Hey Shiina-san!! Why did you come in dressed like that!"

If it wasn't for understanding Mashiro's character, Jingu Yao even suspected that this girl was tempting him and wanted to spend a good night with him.

"Those don't matter."

"How could it not be important!"

Ignoring Jingong Yao's complaints, Mashiro didn't care about his attractive posture at all, but walked quickly to Jingong Yao.

Jingu Yao, who was sitting on the chair, was a little shorter than her, and Mashiro slightly bent his waist and handed over a thick stack of paper in his hand.

"Give!"

The bent waist made Jingu Yao see more clearly. She couldn't see her figure when she was wearing a sailor suit. Now this almost naked appearance finally made Jingu Yao sure that Shiina Mashiro has a good figure.

The waist is too slender, so that the bust looks much bigger than expected, the waist without a trace of fat is flat and smooth, the delicate body that is too close to Jingu Yao exudes a charming fragrance, and the beating golden hair , but also stimulated Jingu Yao's instinct as a man.

However, when Jingu Yao looked up and saw her eyes inadvertently, the dignified awe and the inner surging hidden under the beautiful eyes without the smell of fireworks made Jingu Yao finally calm down.

To focus too much on the girl's body is to blaspheme her - although, those legs are really white and tender, straight and slender, and those tender jade feet really want to hold and play in the palm of your hand.

"Is this your original manuscript?"

Looking at the thick stack of paper, Jingu Yao asked.

"Well, I participated in the campaign for the Newcomer Award before, but was returned by the editor."

Mashiro nodded lightly and said, his voice still so small.

"Okay, then wait a moment, let me take a look at it first."