“please.”
Torishima Kazuhiko handed Hibiki a business card.
Higashino Hibiki took it with both hands, “Sorry, I don’t have a business card.”
“It doesn’t matter,” he pointed at his brain and said proudly, “I have kept your situation in my mind.”
“Sounds scary…” Hibiki Higashino looked at the business card and muttered, “Kazuhiko Toshima, editor-in-chief of “VJUMP”, phone number…”
Torishima Kazuhiko smiled and nodded: “It’s me.”
“He’s actually the editor-in-chief,” Hibiki Higashikata looked at his face, “He’s only fifty years old, right? He’s really young and promising.”
Torishima Kazuhiko said with a dark face, “I am forty-two years old…”
“Sorry, I was joking,” Hibiki Higashino waved his hand, “I was just curious why the submission was obviously from “Weekly Shonen Jump”, but it turned out that the editor-in-chief of “VJUMP” came to see me.”
Torishima Kazuhiko did not answer directly. He leaned down, took out a brown paper bag from the bag, and said: “In 1978, as a lover of reading, I hoped to join “Literary Spring and Autumn” and become an editor.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t do enough, and ended up with a comic magazine that was full of violence and sex – “Weekly Shōnen Jump”. “
Higashikata scratched his head, not sure why. I just feel that without the protection of my hair, my bare head is very fragile.
Torishima Kazuhiko lamented, “As a rookie editor, I saw a rookie manga.”
“Obviously it was borrowed from the popular “Star Wars” at the time, and the content was very childish and boring, but I found the advantages in it. By the way, have you heard of the comic “Mysterious Rejack”?”
He suddenly changed the topic, held his head, and looked at Higashino Hibiki playfully.
“No.” Dong Yexiang shook his head. He looked at the kitchen. Why hasn’t his fried rice arrived after so long?
“I didn’t even think about it,” Torishima Kazuhiko said proudly. “This little-known manga was completely unable to win the Manga Grand Prize and was rejected by other editors. But I contacted the author, who didn’t want to be restricted by the company in his creative direction. people.”
“Three-dimensional characters and three-dimensional onomatopoeia are nothing now. But no one used them at the time. So I was as excited as if I had discovered a treasure.”
“After more than a year of hard work, in 1980, he finally handed in a long-term comic strip. Do you know what it is?”
Higashino Hibiki was bored, “I don’t know.”
Torishima Kazuhiko patted the table and said word by word, “Arale!”
“Oh!” Dong Yexiang stood up excitedly.
Torishima Kazuhiko closed his eyes, crossed his arms over his chest, and nodded complacently.
“My fried rice has finally arrived.”
After taking the fried rice from the waiter, he looked at the dumbfounded Torishima Kazuhiko. He put the fried rice in his arms and said carefully: “Mr. Torishima’s is tonkotsu ramen.”
“I don’t want to snatch your fried rice!” He shouted loudly, “You didn’t react when you heard “Arale”!”
“”Arale”?” The uncle sitting next to him held his chin, looked at Torishima Kazuhiko, his eyes lit up, “Are you the cosplay of Dr. Masilit? The level of reproduction is so high! Can we take a photo with him?”
“No.” Torishima Kazuhiko refused with a dark face, and then whispered to himself in a low voice, “One day, I will chop that guy to death.”
The uncle at the next table lowered his head regretfully.
Hibiya Hibiki looked at Torishima Kazuhiko innocently, “I don’t usually read comics…”
“If you don’t like reading comics, why do you want to participate in the monthly awards?” Torishima Kazuhiko covered his forehead in distress.
The new guy in front of me is getting more and more outrageous.
“Why would Mr. Torishima, who doesn’t like comics, become a comics editor?”
“Just to make ends meet.”
“Me too.”
Seeing Higashino Hibiki immersed in cooking, Torishima and Hikoaki realized, “So you came to see me just so that I could treat you to dinner.”
“Of course not, I have been hungry for a long time. In order to see you soon, I endured my hunger, but now I can’t hold it in anymore.” Higashino Hibiki chewed the fried rice, with a grain of rice in the corner of his mouth. He looked very convincing and very “serious” serious”.
Torishima Kazuhiko’s brows twitched and he asked unwillingly: “What about “Dragon Ball”? You must know this!”
“Oh! Wukong! Of course I know this!”
Kakarot, the “whiskered ghost”, was the protagonist of his favorite cartoon when he was a child.
All kinds of animals and strange vehicles are full of endless imagination.
The first Tenkaichi Budokai and the second Tenkaichi Budokai are full of exciting battle scenes.
There are also seven dragon balls that can make wishes.
It’s all a boy’s dream when he was a child.
“Well, this is “Dragon Ball” I’m talking about,” Toriyama Kazuhiko breathed a sigh of relief, “That’s how I discovered the author of “Dragon Ball”, Akira Toriyama.”
He pointed at Hibiki Higashino, “After reading your manga, I think you are the former Akira Toriyama! You have this potential.”
Facing the serious Toshima Kazuhiko, Hibiki Higashino calmly said: “Please let me watch “The Battle of Gods and Humans”.”
At this moment, in less than three minutes, Higashino Hibiki had finished eating the fried rice. He stretched out his hand and looked at the brown paper bag in Torishima Kazuhiko’s hand.
Although it was strange for the person in front of him to be so calm, Toriyama Kazuhiko handed the manga manuscript to Hibiki Hibiki.
Hibiki looked around, took out a tissue, wiped his hands clean, took it with both hands, and then read the comic seriously.
After a long time, Torishima Kazuhiko had finished eating the tonkotsu ramen and was bored.
“I think you are teasing me.” Hibiki Higashikata said.
The content of “War between Gods and Humans” is very simple, that is, 800 gods kill humans as sacrifices. At the critical moment, a village called Kamishiro Village retains the ultimate weapon against the gods.
And the protagonist Kurata Isi is the chosen one.
Very cliche and boring story.
Moreover, the storyboarding is very poor, and you can’t even imagine the content of the battle.
Often the battle has just begun, and within a single shot, the winner has already been decided.
There were so many words that Hibiki was dazzled by the text and didn’t know where to start.
The only advantage is that his painting skills are very good.
It doesn’t look like comics that high school students could draw at all. It has a strong personal style and is not inferior to the cartoonists who are serializing it.
But even so, I definitely can’t see the potential to rival Toriyama Akira.
“You have to believe me!” Torishima Kazuhiko looked at him sincerely, “As the editor-in-chief of comics, I definitely didn’t come to lie to you as a child with nothing to do.”
Hibiki propped up his chin and looked at the female high school students coming and going outside the window. It seemed that it was the end of club activities.
These students were full of youth and heroic beauty, which fascinated Hibiki Higashikata.
It’s definitely not because of the whiteness and smoothness of the absolute realm.
Hibiki Higashino, who was thinking that it would be nice if there was a gust of wind, said to Kazuhiko Toshima, “It’s boring to be the editor-in-chief of “VJUMP”, so that’s why I screen submitted comics.”
“Yeah.” He nodded subconsciously.
